After the demon king failed to beg for death

Bright blood flowed out quickly from the wrist and dripped into the porcelain bottle in his hand.

Fu Ling's face, which was not ruddy, suddenly turned pale.

He quickly walked to the stone bed and helped Li Chen up, pried open the sleeping man's mouth, and poured the blood from the porcelain bottle into Li Chen's mouth.

I don't know if the sleeping person sensed something. Although he was unconscious, he subconsciously moved his mouth away, unwilling to drink blood.

Fu Ling straightened his head straight, grabbed it with one hand, then drank the bottle of blood in one gulp, lowered his head without hesitation, covered Li Chen's lips, and poured all the blood from his mouth into his mouth. mouth.

The soft lips imprinted with undeniable determination, pouring down the blood bit by bit.

The strong fishy smell spread between each other's lips, Fu Ling didn't even frown, his eyes were all on Li Chen.

Half an hour ago, he took Li Chen Yujian and flew to this deep abyss valley, and after searching for a while, he finally found the place where he was hiding.

In his previous life, he was seriously injured, and in this abyss valley overflowing with devilish energy, he would be infected by the devilish energy at any time, and finally lost his self-awareness, turning into a devil corpse without self.

The last moment is to find this place to survive.

This is a small secret realm, a small secret realm that I don't know which great power once left here, it is at the low end of the valley of the underworld, very close to the entrance of the seal.

This secret realm is not big, only the size of a cave, with a stone bed inside and nothing else.

When Fu Ling was here, he had guessed that someone must have been stationed here, otherwise there would not be such a small secret place that can provide daily life.

It is not difficult to create this kind of small secret realm. When he left in the past, he also strengthened the enchantment, so that if he comes back in the future, he can have a place to stay.

I didn't expect it to be really useful now.

When Fu Ling found this place, he was fortunate that it was the enchantment he had set up, and because it was located in a dangerous place, no one had discovered it for so many years.

After entering this secret realm, before he had time to breathe a sigh of relief, he began to check Li Chen's situation.

The toxin spread faster than he had imagined. It had already spread from the chest and abdomen to the neck, and the entire chest turned dark.

If this toxin enters the brain, then Li Chen is completely finished.

The poison of divine beasts is something that extraordinary people can resist.

Fu Ling's eyes turned red.

He immediately took off the clothes on Li Chen's upper body, straightened his posture, sat with his legs crossed, palms facing up, and sat opposite him.

A slender and white palm was printed on Li Chen's chest.

The originally honey-colored skin has turned dark gray, and the muscular body and the perfect muscles in the abdomen are all covered in dark gray, as if it will be corroded in the next second.

The light green spiritual power gushed out violently, like a torrent sweeping through Li Chen's whole body.

As soon as the spiritual power poured into Li Chen's body, Fu Ling realized that the injury was worse than he had imagined.

Not only the surface of the body, but even the meridians have begun to spread.

Fu Ling couldn't make up his mind to curse at all. He had never set foot on the coast of the South China Sea, but he also knew how dangerous that place was.

In my previous life, I was delayed because of some things, so I never went there to find out.

I never thought of meeting a master, and he is also a master who does not want to die, and he will go wherever it is dangerous.

The poison of the divine beast is quite domineering, it hooks directly into his body like a thorn, and it is difficult to pull out, but the speed of the poison spreading is unimaginable.

Fu Ling guessed that before the poison was eradicated, once the spiritual power was used excessively, it would escape along the gap, and then cling to the spiritual power, wandering through the meridians, muscles and bones of the whole body.

Li Chen's spiritual power has always been domineering, once he makes a move, it will have an earth-shaking effect.

So this toxin is much more powerful than ordinary people when it backfires.

Fu Ling first stopped the poison from spreading, and poured all his spiritual power into it to prevent the poison from spreading to the brain.

It was this action that consumed too much of his spiritual power and mind.

If the treatment continues like this, before the poison is pulled out, Fu Ling may have exhausted his spiritual power.

So he thought of the method of using blood to make poison.

He is a top-level heavenly spirit root, and because he practices wood-type spells, which represent rebirth and healing, his blood can heal wounds and stop poison to a certain extent.

Fu Lingdang even put him down, took out the dagger, and cut his wrist without hesitation.

Fu Ling raised his head, hurriedly took out some wound medicine and sprinkled it on his wrist, bound it hastily, and then looked at the person lying on the stone bed.

I don't know if the blood had an effect, but the already extremely pale cheeks turned rosy.

There was still a trace of blood on the corner of Li Chen's mouth, and his red lips seemed to reveal some vitality.

Fu Ling leaned over and placed his palm on his chest again.

His own spiritual power passed through Li Chen's body without hindrance, the poison had been stopped, and there was no intention of continuing to spread upwards at all.

The beating of Li Chen's heart became stronger from the weak one just now, and each sound showed that the sleeping person did not want to fall down so easily.

Fu Ling let out a breath, sat down on the stone bed, turned to look at the unconscious man lying there, and murmured: "You must hold on, kid, don't waste so much of my blood in vain."

The dizziness caused by excessive consumption of spiritual power and blood loss gradually came to my heart, Fu Ling only felt throbbing pains in his head, as if being torn apart, and his complexion was instantly pale enough to be compared with Li Chen.

He leaned on the stone bed, sat cross-legged, and began to adjust his breath.

This Nether Valley is overflowing with demonic energy, including the spiritual energy here mixed with demonic energy, which cannot be used by oneself at all.

Fu Ling had no choice but to take out several high-grade spirit stones from the storage ring, in order to recover himself through the spirit energy in the spirit stones.

These high-grade spirit stones were brought in from Xuantianzong, so they are not for nothing, and they will be taken after they are used up.

The Xuantian Sect is such a big sect, and there is no shortage of him in the slightest.

Lord Mozun, who is used to extravagance, doesn't know that top-grade spirit stones are extremely important to a sect.

Generally non-important disciples are not allowed to use it without authorization.

He also had the honor of the Nether ancestor, so he was able to get these spirit stones, otherwise he would not be able to get a few of the low-grade ones, let alone the top-grade ones.

But this time, Fu Ling couldn't think of these problems.

He wanted to restore his spiritual power as soon as possible, and help Li Chen suppress the residual poison in his body.

It is difficult to pull it out for a while now, but it will be much easier when his cultivation reaches another level.

Fu Ling, who was focused on adjusting his breath, didn't notice that behind him, the person lying on the stone bed moved his fingers slightly.

But at this moment, located in the Tianhuo Pavilion to the north of the West Mountain, Tian Saran, the owner of the Tianhuo Pavilion, is furious.

"This Li Chen doesn't think much of our Tianhuo Pavilion, it's just too deceiving."

There was a group of people standing in the main hall of the pavilion, but none of them spoke up, and needles could be heard in this hall.

Tian Saran walked back and forth in front of his throne, his hands behind his back clenched tightly into fists.

He looked at the steward standing aside, and almost said angrily, "How are those two formations doing now?"

The manager inadvertently wiped the sweat from his forehead, bowed and replied: "It is already being repaired, this time the loss is too serious, it will take some time for this large formation to be completely repaired."

Tian Saran: "How long is a period of time? If you build it for ten or eight years, my Tianhuo Pavilion will be taken over by the Demon Cult."

The housekeeper quickly replied: "It doesn't take that long, one month, as long as one month, it will be back to normal."

Tian Saran gave him a sideways glance: "Then I'll give you a month. If you can't repair it in a month, then you can wait to make fertilizer."

I don't know what kind of code word the word "making fertilizer" is. After hearing this, the housekeeper trembled all over, his pupils shrank, and he knelt down on the spot.

"Pavilion Master, the subordinates must do their best to restore the formation."

After finishing talking, Saran told him to get up, and left in a hurry to deal with the matter.

After the butler left, the entire hall became even quieter.

Tian Salan looked at the people in the hall, squinted his eyes, gritted his teeth and said in a voice mixed with the severe cold that seemed to come from hell: "This Li Chen doesn't pay attention to my Tianhuo Pavilion, then I will take his Mingshishan was stabbed, let's see how arrogant he is."

After finishing speaking, a glazed bead the size of an eyeball flew out of his palm and hung above the hall.

Inside the Liulizhu, the Demon Lord Li Chen wore his unique mask and wantonly killed a group of unarmed civilians.

And there was a very tall man standing beside Mozun. Although his back was facing the glazed beads, anyone who could go along with Mozun must not be a good person.

Tian Salan stood in front of the throne, with the pleasure of revenge in his eyes, and said loudly: "This Demon Lord Li Chen is indiscriminate and reckless. He not only killed more than 200 innocent people in our Xishan Town, To set fire to the village, destroy the corpses and wipe out the traces, is really heinous and unforgivable.”

As he said that, he was very satisfied to see the expressions of the disciples in the sect when they saw the picture inside the glass beads.

Under the cover of night, it is impossible to find that those ordinary people have turned into demon corpses.

This glass bead is his best weapon to destroy Li Chen.

"Have people print out hundreds of copies of this glazed bead and send them to the various sects in the cultivation world, so that those sect knights can see what kind of crazy thing is the Lord of Mingshi Mountain. This time, we All colleagues in the cultivation world must work together to get rid of this devil who disrupts the order of the cultivation world and kills innocent people indiscriminately, and eliminate harm for the people."

After Tian Saran finished speaking passionately, the atmosphere in the hall reached a climax.

Everyone raised their sabers and said in unison: "Kill the devil and eliminate harm for the people."

"Kill the devil and eliminate harm for the people!"

"Kill the devil and eliminate harm for the people!"

"Kill the devil and eliminate harm for the people!"

The passionate voice came out of the sky along the Tianhuo Pavilion.

At the same time, there was also the image of the glazed bead that Tianhuo Pavilion specially rubbed.

A fierce battle is about to take place in the comprehension world.

At this time, Li Chen, who was still unconscious in the cave, and Fu Ling, who was adjusting his breath, had no idea what was happening outside.

This small world is isolated from the world and exists in the valley of the underworld. No one has dared to come here for a long time.

Therefore, Fu Ling didn't know that in the video of that night, because of a unique mask, he was regarded as Li Chen, the leader of the Demon Cult, and was punished for it.

A conspiracy against Mingshishan and Li Chen is unfolding bit by bit.

The author has something to say: Thank you for your support, okay!

Li Chen: Those who mess with me, kill!

Fu Ling: What if it was me?

Li Chen: Good boy, I'll give you all!

。感谢在2020-09-0522:09:34~2020-09-0623:22:15期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of favorite kittens;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!