Chapter 269
"Give you."

Zhang Heng then threw it, and the detoxifying golden pill flew towards Yu'er.

'Humph! '

After Yu'er snorted coldly, she took the golden pill, still a little angry in her mouth.

After entering the detoxification golden elixir, Aizen's dark body instantly turned blood-colored.

In about three breaths, there was no blackness on his body, and his blood became extremely vigorous.

Obviously, in this crisis, although his life is in danger, he has benefited a lot from the transformation of the spirits of the five poisons and Zhang Heng's detoxification golden pill, which refined all the power of the poisonous spirits and was absorbed by Lan Ran.

At this time, Aizen actually had a tendency to faintly step into the ninth rank of Supreme Being.

The supreme ninth level is different from other eighth levels, it is a truly extraordinary state.

Throughout the ages, there are not a few geniuses who are stuck at this stage.

"This is where?"

Aizen opened his eyes, looked at the strange things, and said slowly.

"It's hell!"

Zhang Heng spoke eloquently and made a haha.

"Crooked monk, you want to fight, don't you? You are going to hell."

After hearing Zhang Heng's words, Yu'er screamed angrily.

"Yu'er, it's the brother who didn't protect you well, got you involved, and died together."

There was sadness in Lan Yan's words.

Looking at her senior brother who lived the rest of her life after the festival, Yu'er quickly explained.

"Brother, we are not dead, the old poison is dead."

"Yes, that crooked monk saved us."

When Yu'er said the last sentence, she wanted to hold back, but thinking about the truth, she still told the person who saved their lives.

"What, the old poison is dead? How is that possible?"

Aizen was dumbfounded, unable to believe it.

Before he came to the Blood Prison Swamp with the powerhouses of various sects, they were all half-step supreme ninth-level existences.

But in front of the old poison, no one survived.

"Senior brother is fine, after this matter is over, let's go back to the sect."

Yu'er comforted Aizen.

"Ah."

The minds of the two meet, and the tacit understanding over the past few decades does not need to be said.

Lan Ran nodded, then took Yu'er's hand, got up and walked towards Zhang Heng.

"Thank you Master for saving the lives of me and my junior sister. If there is a need in the future, I, Dragon Sect, will definitely do my best to help."

Zhang Heng chuckled, although Yu'er was a little angry at him defrauding her of her treasure, but it could be seen that both Yu'er and Lan Ran were people who knew how to repay their kindness.

Because their sincere eyes can't deceive anyone, Zhang Heng appreciates it very much.

"A prison with a raised hand is not worth mentioning."

When Yu'er heard Zhang Heng's words, she immediately looked sideways.

"Hmph, it's a piece of cake, it's really expensive."

"This matter is over, this deity wants to go to the Demon Scorpion and Tiger Palace in the south."

"If the two of you don't dislike it, we can go together."

Zhang Heng issued an invitation, and Lan Ran swept the blood prison swamp in front of him without refusing. After putting on the cassock, everyone flew to the south.

"Just now I heard that the master is going to the Scorpion Tiger Palace. I want to remind the master that it is extremely dangerous there."

"Master, you must be extremely careful when you go here."

"Fellow Lanran knows something about the Grinding Scorpion and Tiger Palace?"

"To tell you the truth, master, nine elders from my sect went to Nanyuan together, but in the end, only one came back."

"Within a year, an invisible curse appeared on his body, and the elders in the door turned into ice sculptures and dissipated."

"There is such a thing?"

Zhang Heng frowned suddenly.

"What message did that person leave?"

"The elders in the sect once said that Nanyuan is covered by ice and snow all year round. There is a Shura forest in it, and there are soul devourers in it. They use the soul body of Bingling to cultivate, and the methods are particularly cruel."

"When they saw the Demon Scorpion and Tiger Palace, they met the patriarch of the Soul Devourer, Poor Lord, and fell under the curse of descending soul."

"My elder of the Yulongzong once said that if you want to cross Nanyuan, you must have a weapon against the soul, otherwise, once you encounter the Burial Soul family, you will die and there will be no life."

"There is such a thing."

Zhang Heng frowned.

After he finished speaking, Zhang Heng put all his thoughts on the Honghuang Wanbao wishful bag on Honghuang's transformation system, and immediately bit one of the mirrors.

It is one of the twelve golden immortals, the yin and yang mirror of Chi Jingzi.

"Hehe, it doesn't matter. I have a precious mirror called the Yin-Yang Mirror, which may be able to break the Soul Devouring technique in the Shura Forest."

Zhang Heng shook his hand, and a strange mirror appeared in his hand.

"What a strange mirror, why does it have black and white sides?"

Aizen was puzzled.

"Haha, you all don't know that the Yin-Yang Mirror hides the universe, and it was generous and lucky in my prehistoric Apotheosis of the Gods."

"Yao Tianjun, who stopped teaching in the past, set up a soul array to prevent Wu Zhou's army from punishing merchants."

"There is a hostile energy of heaven and earth hidden in the Luopo formation, which is no small matter. It can instantly restrain the souls of those who enter, and kill a large number of Wu Zhou generals."

"Later, Wu Zhou punished Jiang Ziya, a military commander of the Shang Dynasty, to burn incense and asked the Twelve Golden Immortals Chi Jingzi to help him, which broke the killing power of the Falling Soul Formation with the Yin and Yang Mirror."

"Don't look at the weirdness of this environment, it contains both yin and yang, one black and one white are both useful."

"If the yin-yang mirror is activated, the black-faced magic mirror will be yin, and just a single photo can imprison a person's soul and enter a state of death."

"But the white-faced magic mirror is yang. If the yang side shines on it, the person killed by the yin-yang mirror will be brought back to life."

"Boy."

The people on the cassock gasped one after another.

"Hmph, you're just bragging. In this world, how can someone be killed by a magic weapon and be revived again."

"If I believe it, I really believe it, you ghost."

Yu'er heard Zhang Heng's words and deliberately sang against him, trying to refute Zhang Heng's face.

"Jade benefactor doesn't believe it, so I want to try the magic power of the mirror."

"Try and try, seeing is believing, hearing is believing."

When Yu'er heard Zhang Heng's words, she said resolutely.

"Okay, Lord Jade, let's go forward and give it a try."

"Try it, brother, don't believe it, this crooked monk is not a good one."

She was still immersed in the matter of Zhang Heng asking him for a magic weapon before, she said it directly, and then walked to the field.

"Junior Sister, don't mess around, if something happens to you, how can I explain to Master."

"You can't take risks. If you want to experience the power of the Yin-Yang Mirror, let Brother Wei do it."

Lan Ran pulled Yu'er behind her back, making this unruly and willful woman feel indifferent.

"Master, I hope you don't take offense."

"Haha, it's okay, benefactor Jade has a true temperament, and I won't be as knowledgeable as her."

Zhang Heng glanced at Yu'er and said.

"Crooked monk! Who knows as well as who!"

Yu'er was immediately dissatisfied when she heard it, and asked to put on a posture of fighting.

"Nonsense, Yu'er must not be rude to the master."

Seeing this, Aizen hurriedly scolded.

"Brother!"

Yu'er was angry, and immediately felt a little dissatisfied with her senior brother.

(End of this chapter)

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