The strongest fifth lady

Chapter 493 Unable to Recall the Poison Spirit
No one expected that the summit that only happens every four years would end like this. The summit that was supposed to be fiercely competitive, but in the second summit, because of the poison of the soul-eating wood, they died and escaped. This result is really shocking. People were surprised!
Now, apart from Feng Yewu who was the first to advance, only Gu Xiaoning and Shen Jun were left.

Although Shen Jun didn't escape, he was already frozen on the tripod platform and couldn't move at all. Now his face was full of horror, where was the arrogance just now?As for Gu Xiaoning, he was as unshakable as the first round of the competition, keeping his ears to the outside world and concentrating on refining his Soul Condensation Pill!

In the current situation, how can there be a need to decide the first, second, and third places?As long as Gu Xiaoning didn't refine the fifth-grade soul condensing elixir of the same grade as Feng Yewu, then Feng Yewu would be number one.

Hei Ya casually glanced at Gu Xiaoning's medicine cauldron, the soul-devouring wood inside was still in the process of smelting, and it was temporarily impossible to judge what grade of medicine pill it was.But according to his experience, even if this is an elixir, it will never be of higher quality than the little woman's elixir.So the champion of this summit is destined to be his woman!
Now that the matter is almost settled, there is no need for him to stay, the key now is the little woman's poison!
She was still in a coma, and her breath was obviously much weaker than before, obviously she was tossed hard by that damned poisonous spirit.If it goes on like this, even if she is strong, she probably won't be able to resist.

He couldn't wait any longer, he had to let Qingbo recall the poisonous spirit immediately.

Thinking of this, Hei Ya ordered in a deep voice: "Blood Demon, bring this sect back to the Jade Blood Ring!"

Xue Mei rolled her eyes, what's the situation now, when did this Lord Hua become his master, and even started ordering him?Hmph, if it wasn't for His Royal Highness, he wouldn't have obeyed the order of Lord Hua!
Worrying about Feng Yewu's injury, Xue Mei immediately pulled Hei Ya into the ring of green blood, and said anxiously, "How is my Highness?"

Hei Ya didn't say a word, he didn't even look at Xue Mei, and rushed into the gate of hell with Feng Yewu in his arms.Xuemei, Jiufeng, Xiao Erhei and Huo'er were left behind, looking worriedly at the gate of hell.

In the gate of hell, Qingbo was lying in a pool of blood covered in cuts and bruises, while Yehu in a black gown was stepping on Qingbo's waist, knocking on melon seeds leisurely, while smiling sinisterly: "Useless old thing! It won't work so soon?"

Seeing Feng Yewu in Hei Ya's arms, Ye Hu frowned.

For the past two days, he has been busy torturing Qingbo and forcing him to recall the poisonous spirit. He has not paid attention to this woman. Now seeing her almost transparent white face, his heart feels as if a piece of flesh has been severely gouged out by something. Words hurt.

As soon as he lifted his leg, Yehu threw all the melon seeds on the ground and floated to Heiya, asking anxiously, "What's wrong with this stupid woman?"

Heiya was extremely unhappy with Yehu's tone, but he also knew that now was not the time to be jealous.Dodging Yehu's outstretched hand, he swung his wrist fiercely, and a cloud of thunder and lightning phantom energy entangled Qingbo and dragged him to him!
bump!
Hei Ya threw Qingbo on the ground viciously, his low voice implied a strong murderous intent, he threatened: "Recall the poisonous spirit!"

At this time, Qingbo had been tossed by Yehu with only one breath left. After such a fall, he vomited a big mouthful of blood again, and fell to the ground unable to even move.

He struggled to open a slit of his eyes, looked at the god-like black cliff, and slowly opened the corners of his mouth. After a long while, he said weakly, "I... don't have... the strength..."

Hei Ya's face seemed to be covered with ice for thousands of years, and it was so cold to the bone.He took out a fourth-grade recovery pill from the Canglong ring and threw it on the ground, and squeezed out a cold threat again between his teeth: "This sect has no patience!"

Qingbo is a pharmacist, there should be a lot of elixirs in the ring, but no amount of elixirs can match Yehu's constant torment, I'm afraid he has already eaten all the elixirs.

Seeing the recovery pill, Qingbo's desperate eyes lit up immediately, as if he had caught a life-saving straw, he didn't care that the pill was already stained with dirt, so he grabbed it and stuffed it into his mouth.

The elixir mixed with the soil was swallowed by him. When the pain in his body gradually eased, he finally had the strength to sit up.

He knew that Hei Ya gave him the fourth-grade recovery pill only to make him alive temporarily, once he recalled the poisonous spirit, Hei Ya would kill him immediately.

With a mocking smile, Qingbo said coldly: "I know that this life is saved because of the poisonous spirit. So I will not recall the poisonous spirit. If you have the ability, let that perverted door god continue to torment the old man."

"Who do you call a pervert?" "Looking for death!"

Yehu and Heiya were furious with thunder at the same time, but Heiya had unimaginable composure. Seeing a cloud of black mist flying out of Yehu's fingertips, he bent his fingers violently, and a cluster of thunder and lightning "boomed" to hit Yehu's power. Flying, falling far away on the ground, a huge crater exploded in an instant.

"What are you doing?!" Ye Hu roared in a dark voice.

The fury on Hei Ya's face has been replaced by a strong mockery, he looked at Ye Hu and asked coldly: "Kill him, who will recall the poison spirit?!"

"I tortured him for three days and didn't kill him. Could it be that I can't handle this properly?"

Heiya didn't want to argue with Yehu, and his thin lips curled into disdain. He turned to Qingbo and asked in a cold tone: "Do you think this is torture? Have you ever experienced the nine hells here?"

"So what if you don't?" Qingbo snorted coldly, his chin raised high, his old face full of arrogance.

He was sure that as long as the poisonous spirit was still in Feng Yewu's body, Hei Ya would not kill him.But he overlooked a very important point. In this gate of hell, the most painful thing is not death, but life is worse than death!

"This sect wants to tell you that each of the nine levels of hell here is more terrifying than the 'sword light and sword shadow'. Wu'er has broken through the nine levels of hell countless times, and almost died countless times. But you, you don't have that much life.

You may not have really realized how terrifying and perverted this hell gatekeeper is.If you continue to be stubborn, this sect will keep you in this life and let you live in hell for the rest of your life, unable to live or die! "

After Han Sheng finished speaking, his black eyes narrowed suddenly, and the powerful spiritual pressure turned into a pair of invisible hands, which strangled Qingbo's neck fiercely and lifted him into the air, shouting sharply: "Shout! Or not?!"

When dealing with people other than Feng Yewu, Hei Ya has always cherished words like gold, and now he said such a long series of words just to let Qingbo know how angry he is at the moment and how much he wants to kill him!

Qingbo was already seriously injured, and the fourth-grade recovery pill can only simply repair his skin trauma. His internal organs have already been injured to pieces. Kicking and kicking in mid-air.

His hands tried to break away the hand that was strangling his neck, but it was just Hei Ya's spiritual pressure, and he failed even to grab it a few times, so he could only growl with difficulty: "Let... let me go!"

"Recall the Poison Spirit!"

Hei Ya drank domineeringly and increased the spiritual pressure again, not only did not kill Qing Bo, but it made him more painful than death.

Qingbo's face turned blue instantly, realizing Heiya's intentions, he hurriedly squeezed out two words with the last bit of strength: "I...call..."

bump!
Qingbo was slammed to the ground and let out a painful moan, "Ah..."

Thinking back to Hei Ya's words, his blood became cold.

During the three days at the gate of hell, Qingbo was tortured by Yehu day and night, and he really felt the horror of "swords and swords", but he never dreamed that the other hells were more terrifying than swords and swords; Ye Wu has broken through the Nine Hells countless times, how strong is her vitality?
He didn't want to stay here for a moment, even if Hei Ya killed him after recalling the poison spirit, he would never stay here to survive or die!

Suddenly thinking about everything, Qingbo quickly looked at Heiya, and said in horror: "I, I can recall the poisonous spirit, but you have to promise me that you will let me go immediately after recalling the poisonous spirit!"

"Okay!" Hei Ya agreed coldly.

It was Qingbo who made Wu'er look like this. He wished he could tear this damned poison master into pieces right now, but now Wu'er's life is at stake.

As for Qingbo... Huh, if he doesn't kill him, someone will kill him of course!For example... Night Swan!
Hei Ya is the lord of the Nether Palace, the overlord of the promise of gold, so after getting his promise, Qingbo finally has no worries, and quickly took out a drop-shaped glass bottle from the ring.

This bottle is only the size of a palm, and it is called a "crystal bottle". It is a flame container made by a craftsman, and it is specially used to hold flames.

At this moment, there is a cluster of white flames inside, and the heart of the flames is blue. If Hei Ya's guess is correct, it should be the bone fire.

The corpse fire is condensed from corpses, and Qingbo should rely on it to contract with the poisonous spirit and control the poisonous spirit.

Sure enough, Qingbo suddenly pulled out the cork, released the bone fire, wrapped the flame around the index finger of his right hand, drew a special shape on the palm of his left hand with the bone fire, and shouted loudly: "Go back!"

This is his summoning talisman to recall the poisonous spirit. As long as he gives an order, the poisonous spirit should immediately emerge from Feng Yewu's blood and enter the summoning talisman, and this summoning talisman should also change from white to black!
However, after waiting for a full minute, the summoning talisman did not respond, and it still glowed white.

Qingbo narrowed his eyes fiercely, wrote down the summoning talisman with bone fire again, and shouted sharply: "Return!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the sinister voice of the poisonous spirit suddenly sounded: "Don't even think about calling me back!"

Hearing this sentence, Hei Ya and Qingbo's expressions changed at the same time. Seeing Hei Ya's handsome face full of murderous intent, Qingbo was startled, and hurriedly roared again in panic: "Go home!"

"I said, I won't go!"

The poisonous spirit seemed to be enraged, and after letting out a sharp roar, the summoning talisman disappeared instantly!

This time, Qingbo panicked completely, this is different from what Lu Xing said at the beginning!
After Lu Xing contracted the poisonous spirit, he once bragged to him about how he could control the poisonous spirit with ease. He even saw the poisonous spirit enter the summoning talisman with his own eyes. Why did everything change when he came to him?

If he couldn't summon the poisonous spirit, wouldn't his life be over?

He didn't believe in evil, and wanted to write the summoning talisman again, but the bone fire flew away from his fingers with a "swish", and he tried to catch it again, but he couldn't catch it no matter what!
Qingbo was completely panicked, looking at Heiya and then at the gloomy Yehu, he suddenly went crazy, and while backing up, he shouted: "I, don't die! No, no, let me die! I..."

(End of this chapter)