The Patriarch of the Nine Dragons

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Puff puff……

Ma Zhenyu and the others who were watching, could only see Yun Xiao flying up and down behind Ma Wensheng's fingers, making soft noises from time to time. The movements of flowing clouds and flowing water looked very beautiful.

Ma Zhenyu, as a Saint-Order Intermediate Poison Vein Master, looked pleasing to the eye, at least above the proficiency of the movements, the gray-clothed youth named Xingyue did not seem to be under him.

It’s just that Ma Zhenyu is certainly an intermediate-level poisonous vein master, but according to his observation from a distance, he can’t see what kind of method the young man has used. Will this method really work?

Ma Zhenyu is the deacon of the Heart Poison Sect. Even if the Poison Vein Art is not at the top, his knowledge is far from comparable to ordinary Poison Vein Masters, and he has also studied many pulse formations.

A young boy who was only seventeen or eighteen years old had already achieved a remarkable achievement in cultivating pulse qi to the level of the cave and secluded state. Ma Zhenyu did not expect that young man's attainments in refining the pulse would be so deep.

But because of this, Ma Zhenyu, who was still a little worried just now, seems to have let go of half his heart. At least from the current point of view, the teenager should still have some real skills.

Yun Xiao wouldn't care about Ma Zhenyu's mood. When he saw that his fingers were flipping, he had already tapped ten large acupuncture points, and these acupuncture points were all important points around Ma Wensheng's Holy Poison Spot.

Each Poison Vein Master’s Holy Poison Spot is actually a little different, so the acupuncture points will be changed according to the actual situation, because with the passage of time, the scope of the Holy Poison Spot will continue to expand.

In addition, the cultivator suffering from the holy poison spot, whether he has taken some suppressing pills, and whether he has invited some high-level pulse refiners to use the methods, these are all included in the scope of consideration.

This is also why Yun Xiao didn't really do anything before, but needed to take a look at the reason Feng Qidan, so as to give his methods a greater chance of success.

If another pulse refiner came here, even if he knew how to cure the Holy Poison Spot and adjusted the technique, it would be far from being as handy as the founder Yun Xiao.

boom!

When a certain moment came, the acupuncture points pointed by Yun Xiao suddenly formed a special connection, and at the same time an extremely majestic force burst out, like a waking dragon.

The spectators are all Poison Vein Masters of good grade. At this moment, they also affirmed the guess in their hearts that what the gray-clothed boy displayed on Ma Wensheng was a special pulse formation.

Moreover, sensing the bursting power of the pulse array, everyone realized that the rank of the gate pulse array would never be lower than the low level of the holy rank, which caused many poison pulse masters of the Heart Poison Sect to look at each other.

Especially a Poison Vein Master like Wu Shou whose pulse energy has broken through to the early stage of the Profound Transformation Realm, but the technique of Poison Vein is still wandering at a high level, his face is even more ashamed.

Earlier, the Poison Vein Masters of these Heart Poison Sects had no strength to compare with the gray-clothed youth, but Poison Vein Art was their old skill, and they were not without comparison. A thought.

But now it seems that the gray-clothed young man Xingyue is not only powerful in fighting power, but the art of refining veins may not be under them. It is simply a monster that is rare in a century.

"I'm afraid... it's not as simple as the Saint-Rank low-level pulse array!"

Perhaps only Ma Zhenyu, who reached the Saint-rank Intermediate Poison Vein Master, could sense a trace of unusualness from the aura that burst out from the pulse array, but he didn't understand the gate pulse array, and only had some subtle feelings.

In fact, the rank of Yun Xiao's gate pulse formation at this moment has already reached the intermediate level of the holy rank. If this fact is known to the poisonous vein masters, I wonder if their eyeballs will fall out directly?

But at this moment, Yun Xiao doesn't care about these superficial articles. At the moment when the pulse bursts, he knows that the most critical moment is coming. Whether Ma Wensheng can withstand the immediate impact is really crucial.

"what!"

A painful voice came from Ma Wensheng's mouth. His entire body seemed to be stretched into a bow shape following this painful cry, and he knew that he was suffering from a kind of pain that was hard to know by outsiders.

The Poison Masters of the Heart Poison Sect present are all under Ma Zhenyu's control, so they still know a lot about the deacon's precious nephew.

Ma Wensheng is introverted and doesn't like to speak, but his talent for cultivation is extremely amazing, and his temperament is tough, and he has the ability to endure pain that ordinary people can't match. The study of poisonous veins is even more important.

Ordinary poison pulse masters often have to deal with highly poisonous things. It is common to be poisoned by phages, so they have cast their pain tolerance far beyond ordinary people.

The more advanced the Poison Vein Master, the stronger the endurance for severe pain, and Ma Wensheng is even better on this basis, a bit stronger than the ordinary Poison Vein Master.

Because of the sacred poison spot, Ma Wensheng has been in a kind of inner suffering all the time for the past two or three years, and most of these sufferings have turned into crazily cultivating pulse qi and poison pulse techniques.

It can be said that in the past two or three years, Ma Wensheng may have suffered more than twice as much as a normal Poison Vein Master. Ma Zhenyu and those Heart Poison Poison Vein Masters have seen these things, but they don’t know how. Consolation.

From this we can also know that Ma Wensheng's pain-tolerant ability must be stronger than a normal saint-level low-level Poison Master, but now, Ma Wensheng, who has such a superior pain-tolerant ability, can't help making such a painful cry.

It is conceivable how terrifying that kind of pain is. Except for Ma Zhenyu, even the two Mind Poison Sect Cultivators in the half-step cave in the secluded realm are not sure that they can withstand the severe pain.

Ma Zhenyu, who was full of confidence in Ma Wensheng, couldn't help but worry at this moment, because the pain seemed to be beyond his imagination. If he couldn't persist, the worst results might occur.

"Hold on!"

A deep voice came from the gray-clothed boy's mouth, which seemed to be a powerful shot of the heart. It pierced directly into Ma Wensheng's mind, making his mind that almost collapsed immediately became sober. Minute.

In fact, Yun Xiao's shout was not an ordinary voice, but the power that contained the power of his two soul ancestral veins, and it actually had the effect of drinking.

Yun Xiao checked Ma Wensheng's body before and knew that although this young man had been ravaged by the Holy Poison Spot for two or three years, his physical strength had been quite solid because he had practiced harder than ordinary people.

It's just such a sudden pain that was caught off guard. As the creator of the pulse array, Yun Xiao naturally knew very well. This first impact was not only aimed at Ma Wensheng's body, but also had a great impact on his soul.

The physical body's resistance to severe pain is just an instinct. As long as the soul is not impacted and loses its mind, it is truly a victory in the first battle. Once the mind collapses, I am afraid this method of curing the Holy Poison Spot will fail from the beginning.

Fortunately, Ma Wensheng's tenacity did not disappoint Yun Xiao, or even exceeded his expectations, which made De Yunxiao very pleased and gave him a little more hope for the success of this time.

Time quickly passed one day and one night. In the process of this day and night, the painful expression on Ma Wensheng's face did not abate at all, but he gritted his teeth and made no sound.

The real situation is that the pain Ma Wensheng has suffered, which has continued to strengthen over time, can also prove that his pain tolerance ability is indeed stronger than ordinary Poison Masters.

It was just that when the next morning came, Ma Wensheng's mind became blurred again, the continuous painful shock, he could insist on not fainting, it was already extremely good performance.

"Hold on!"

Seeing that Ma Wensheng's eyes were getting more and more confused, Yun Xiao's voice containing the voice of the soul sounded again, causing the former to tremble, and his teeth seemed to be rattling at this moment.

Ma Wensheng doesn't know how long this kind of pain will last, but he can only do his best. If he can't hold on at any time, then he won't feel regret, it's all due to fate.

But compared to Ma Wensheng, Yun Xiao, who has reached this time, will never allow his own means to fail again this time. This is both responsible for himself and Ma Wensheng.

If Ma Wensheng couldn't hold on and collapsed from the beginning, then Yun Xiao had nothing to say, at best, it would just save his life. Without strong perseverance, this portal line would never achieve the best results.

And now Ma Wensheng has insisted on one day and one night, and this method can be regarded as the end. If it fails at this time, then Yun Xiao has to reflect on the reasons for the failure.

"The world is boundless, the holy fire extinguishes spots!"

When a certain moment came, Yun Xiao's mouth suddenly made such a low voice, followed by the pulse that calmed day and night, suddenly the energy was released, but it was controlled in a specific range. Inside.

boom!

Worried for a day and night, Ma Zhenyu's eyes condensed, and then he saw a blood-red flame appearing in the pulse array, and the power of these flames was so powerful that he burned the skin on Ma Zhenyu's back in an instant. It was so hot that it cracked.

Ma Zhenyu is an intermediate-level poisonous vein master of the sacred rank, and the power of the soul is strong. At this moment, he feels very clearly that the burning of the blood red flames seems to be performing some extraordinary ritual.

It seemed as if the sacred poison spot on Ma Wensheng's back was directly roasted softly, and then with the help of that pulse, it slowly immersed into Ma Wensheng's body, which made Ma Zhenyu surprised and delighted.

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