The Enchantress of Medicine, with the Heaven Defying Child, and the Black Belly Father

“If I had guessed correctly, you would have had Shrunning take on a special trick a few days ago, making her think she had solved the poison of the White Jade Purple Frost, and even the strength of Alchemy had been enhanced. But she didn't know that the insect would eat her blood every time she refined the alchemy. ”

“This insect gives Scholarling a brief beauty and powerful alchemy, and you use Scholarling's ability to be inspired in a short period of time to produce poisonous King's medicine that makes him the living dead of today, or your puppet. ”

“King Yan, am I right? ”

“Pfft, pfft!” Luther's face is full of applause, "Master Mercy, I can't help but admire you for guessing so much with this trace. But what if you guessed? Now that you've been poisoned by my corpse, no one will come into the stone room to rescue you. Huh... I advise you to just grab it so you don't suffer more..."

Mu 'an suddenly appeared in her hand.

Beautiful little face under the candle fire, raised a smile indiscriminately, “Who will suffer more, how can you know without trying? ”

Phew...!

The strings fluctuated, and countless wind blades shot at Luther like an arrow rain.

Luther stood still, motionless.

But the more the ghost king walked by, the more the wind swept by.

Black nails are stretched again.

The smell of filthy rot, accompanied by powerful pressure and shock, came to the surface.

That is far higher than the battle power of the innate peak.

The entire stone chamber space seems to have been overrun by ancient Vietnamese agitation.

And Mu Yan is like a leaf canoe in the river and sea, it will be turned over at any moment.

This is repression across several levels of strength.

Not surpassed by talent and skill.

Looking at Muang's right flaw under the ancient Vietnamese attack, Luther Haha laughed, “Jun Muang, I admit that your gift really shocked me at your age to be able to reach the innate high order of cultivation. ”

“But that's it! In the eyes of those of us who repair the Immortal Continent, you, the spirits of the martial arts continent, are at best a little higher than the ants. Or do you think, with your current fix, you can really beat my [Corpse King]? ”

“Do you know how taller King Gu Yue was than you? Even though he is now a corpse soldier, the repair has been truly preserved, and even no longer restricted by space barriers, do you really think you can win? ”

Mu Yan is in a really bad situation at the moment.

For the first time since she was reborn, she felt her life was in danger.

Ancient Vietnam is like a zombie at this time.

He's not afraid of pain, he's not afraid of wounds, but he's extremely flexible.

Muyan's vocal blade attack has reached the point of a hundred blades, but the more ancient it is, the less it has to flash.

The shorter the distance between them.

Bang--!

Muang couldn't escape, and an ancient Vietnamese fist hit her hard on the shoulder.

A severe pain came from the shoulder.

The sound of bone fracture was even heard in the ears.

Mu's face turned pale at once.

The ancient Vietnamese have turned their fists into palms.

Black nails stick out suddenly, and the cold light hits Cesar, straight into the heart.

At the first stroke, the magic harp was raised and blocked.

The sharp fingernails poke at the sound of the violin, making a stinging squeak.