Immortality starts from the liver proficiency

Chapter 133 Old Dog
However, the children did not feel any pain at all, and continued to sing songs with smiles on their faces until they were silent and motionless, while their bodies were turned into an elixir of immortality by these believers.

The veins on Yan Yuwei's hand that was tightly gripping the big knife suddenly bulged, and she was so angry that she almost bit her back teeth off.

Xu Yunfan grabbed her wrist and glanced at the edge of the pile of corpses, where a young man wearing the clothes of the outer sect of Tiangong Cave was curled up, his chest still rising and falling slightly.

"save……"

The boy suddenly opened his eyes and called for help, but his vocal cords were pierced by an iron hook.

The old priest raised the clay pot with a pleasant smile, his cloudy eyes reflecting the blood foam swirling within. "The thirty-sixth herb has been prepared. The Cuibo City ritual is complete, and it should allow the Ming Zun to manifest and descend to the world. Our great cause will finally be accomplished."

In an instant, Xu Yunfan's thunder and fire hammer broke through the air.

Hammer Feng knocked over three men in black robes, and he took the opportunity to pick up the young man and retreated.

Yan Yuwei was not willing to be outdone. She allowed her body to burst and bleed, and swung the big knife in her hand with a sharp scream. The powerful force of the Melting Gold and Forging Iron Skill shook up the sky with broken stones, and she actually cleared a bloody path among the pile of corpses.

"Master Zhou?!"

Yan Yuwei suddenly froze in place, and the long sword in her hand unconsciously pressed down.

The grey-robed old man who walked slowly out from the sea of ​​blood and corpses was none other than Zhou Yuande, the head of the External Affairs Hall of Tiangong Cave!
There were spots of blood on the old man's kind face, and he was holding half a piece of uneaten Poria cocos cake in his hand.

But the other party was too old, most of his teeth had fallen out, his blood and qi were extremely dry and decayed, and it was not surprising that he would die in the next moment.

"I finally waited for you."

Zhou Yuande wiped the crumbs from the corner of his mouth and said, "I have sent a message to Tiangong Cave. You two are the pillars of our Tiangong Cave. Don't hang around outside. If something happens, it will be difficult to explain. Come with me..."

"What the hell!"

Yan Yuwei chopped a black-robed man who rushed towards her into two pieces with one knife, and a muffled sound rolled in her throat.

"Even Cuibo City suffered such a tragedy, yet not even a word of it got out. Hall Master Zhou deserves great credit!"

Zhou Yuande was a little confused: "Master brother, what are you talking about? Isn't Cuibo City fine?"

"Now the Incense Cult is slaughtering the city, and you are hanging out with these evil cultists!"

Yan Yuwei raised her long knife, pointed it at Zhou Yuande, and kept cursing at him.

"You old fool, you are unworthy of being a human being!"

Seeing the two of them being alert, Zhou Yuande's smile suddenly cracked into spider-web-like wrinkles.

He raised his right hand tremblingly.

The back of that hand was covered with age spots, and there were iron filings embedded in the nails.

"Look! Look at these hands!" The roar startled the crows in the treetops, "Why are you still in the prime of life, while I have to take the Five Poison Powder every day to prolong my life!"

Xu Yunfan's pupils suddenly shrank.

He noticed a purple spot on the side of Zhou Yuande's neck, which was the mark of long-term consumption of snake and scorpion venom. He didn't know what method he used to use poison to stay alive.

Half of an iron pipe was faintly visible from the old man's sleeve. It was the mechanism box of the "Thousand Machine Yin" that could injure and replace blood, made in the mechanism hall of Tiangong Cave.

He had been coveting it for a long time, but unfortunately the short old man Mo refused to give it to him. He didn't expect that Zhou Yuande from the Foreign Affairs Hall would have one.

"The Ming Zun has descended to the world and granted me eternal life..."

Zhou Yuande frantically tore open his clothes, revealing the festering abscess on his heart. His decayed body was as thin as a collarbone, with wrinkled and drooping skin, which looked terrifying.

"As long as you offer the lives of three more cities, this skin will be enough."

"You deserve to die!"

Yan Yuwei roared, stepped out, and chopped down Zhou Yuande's head with the big knife in her hand.

Zhou Yuande was not at all panicked, even showing a mouthful of rotten teeth. He opened his heart and looked at the bronze compass embedded in his mouth.

Twelve golden threads on the disk extended into the sleeves, connecting the joints of the bronze puppets. "I'm afraid Junior Brother Xu hasn't experienced the feeling of this Hundred Refinements Silk Power yet?"

Before Yu Wei's sword could strike, seven caltrops suddenly exploded from the ground. Xu Yunfan had already taken the lead, dragging her upside down onto the jujube tree. Their foothold was now riddled with poisoned steel needles—the silk thread attached to the needles gleamed coldly in the twilight.

"The Earthly Evil Stake is linked to the Seven-Star Nail." Yan Yuwei came back to her senses, tore off half of the bark with her backhand and threw it out. The bark was torn into pieces by the caltrops that shot from the dark, and her expression was solemn.

"The old man transformed the entire mass grave into a mechanical array!"

Zhou Yuande's withered fingers trembled violently, and the twelve bronze puppets suddenly jumped up.

Black gold threads that are difficult to see with the naked eye extend from the joints of each puppet, and the other end of the threads are wrapped around the black iron ring between his fingers.

The first two puppets open their iron teeth, and phosphorus powder spurts out from between their teeth, igniting when it encounters wind!
"Hold your breath!"

Xu Yunfan moved his wrist slightly, and the Thunder Fire Kirin Hammer turned into a chain hammer and flew out of his hand, rushing towards Zhou Yuande.

Zhou Yuande's fingers trembled, and the black gold thread that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye shook, and several bronze puppets flew over and neutralized the flying hammer.

The moment the Thunderfire Qilin Hammer hit the bronze doll, the bronze doll's chest exploded.

Sulfur smoke mixed with iron sand splashed out, and the black gold wire of the three puppets melted into molten iron in the high temperature, bringing with it an explosion as powerful as a cannonball.

Countless iron beads instantly hit Xu Yunfan, making a sound of metal clashing, and for a while there was a clanging sound.

Although no harm was done, Xu Yunfan was left humiliated.

It's extremely insulting.

"Watch out, old dog!"

His latissimus dorsi muscles surged like raging waves, and his thunder and fire hammer swung in a full moon arc.

The hammer chain wrapped around the neck of the fourth puppet, and it was thrown towards Zhou Yuande's face like a meteor hammer.

The old man's dry fingers trembled violently, and the remaining puppets formed a shield wall, but were smashed into pieces by the huge force that carried the remains of the first three puppets.

Zhou Yuande staggered back, with two fingers of his black iron ring torn off.

The old body that was over a hundred years old could not keep up with the reaction after all, and Xu Yunfan's hammer shadow was pouring down like a rainstorm.

The first hammer smashed the left shoulder clavicle, and the bone fragments pierced the gray robe. The second hammer hit the right knee, and the patella broke into seventeen or eighteen pieces. The third hammer went straight to the top of the head, and was barely blocked by the iron bone umbrella.

"Back when I was roaming the world." Blood oozed from the corner of Zhou Yuande's mouth, and a poisoned short blade popped out of the umbrella handle mechanism.

"An outdated trick!"

Xu Yunfan spun around and kicked the umbrella, using the force to wrap the hammer chain around the tree three times.

As the waist and abdominal muscles tightened like bowstrings, the entire cypress tree was uprooted and swept across with tremendous force.

The roaring treetops were reflected in Zhou Yuande's pupils, and his master's sigh from fifty years ago echoed in his ears: "No matter how many tricks you have, it is better to defeat ten with force."

"Ming, Ming Zun, save me!!!"

Zhou Yuande howled and screamed, his voice as sharp as a demon's.

"boom!"

The cypress tree smashed the last three puppets, and with its remaining force it knocked Zhou Yuande into the cliff wall.

The rock wall was cracked like a spider web, and the old man was embedded in the cracks, his chest sunken like a broken drum.

Xu Yunfan picked up the heavy hammer, and his muscles strangled like a group of pythons, exerting tremendous force.

"Oh!"

The sound of heavy hammers colliding and rock walls collapsing rang out simultaneously.

When Xu Yunfan dragged the headless corpse to the ground, the head of the Thunder Fire Hammer was still dripping brain matter.

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