As soon as Zhu Yan's inner elixir and the black gold iron-eating beast were mentioned, all the monks who were originally blocking the front of Xuan Master turned to look at her huddled in the corner, and then silently stepped aside.
Only Chuiliu insisted on standing in front of Master Xuan, "You can't do this!"
However, as soon as he finished speaking, he felt a pain in his abdomen. Looking down, he saw a slender sword piercing his entire Dantian from behind.
When Chui Liu looked back, he saw the cold and hateful eyes of Chui Shuang and others, as well as the sword they stabbed into his Dantian from behind.
The moment he fell, Chuiliu's eyes were full of unwillingness.
From then on, Xuan Master, who was seriously injured by Zhu Yan, had no one to protect him.
Chen Ming's sword turned and stabbed towards Xuan Master's forehead: "Witch, go to hell!"
The blade of the sword tore through Master Xuan's clothes, and was about to hit Mingmen, but in the next second it was ejected directly by an invisible external force.
"What are you doing?"
Chen Ming and others turned around and saw the fierce old man appearing behind them holding the dying black gold iron-eating beast.
"Senior Colorful Mangniu!"
Seeing the fierce old man standing there unscathed, Chen Ming greeted him enthusiastically, with a very fake smile: "He is worthy of being an ancient power who can rival Immortal Emperor Mo Yu. He is so powerful that he was defeated by Zhu Yan, the King of the Ghost Forest." Even if you throw it out, you won't get hurt, it's really admirable."
To lend credibility to his remarks, he applauded.
But the fierce old man didn't take his advice. He just frowned and asked repeatedly: "What were you doing just now?!"
Seeing that something was wrong with the fierce old man's eyes, Chen Ming rolled his eyes and smiled to get out of the way so that he could directly see the Xuan Master huddled in the corner with red eyes.
He said flatteringly: "Senior, we are venting our anger on you."
"The fact that this witch took you as a thug while someone was in danger is really infuriating. We were so angry that we decided to help you deal with her."
Seeing that the fierce old man's eyes were relaxed, Chen Ming continued to seduce: "After all, as long as you deal with her, you will be free. Moreover, we can even share Zhu Yan's inner elixir."
The fierce old man frowned slightly when he heard this.
Chen Ming immediately changed his words and said, "Oh, that's not right. You have the bulk of this Zhuyan inner elixir, and we can have some scraps."
The fierce old man didn't say much, but carried the black gold iron-eating beast and walked towards the direction of the mysterious master.
Seeing the faint spiritual energy fluctuations around him, I guess he planned to kill the Xuan Master himself.
Chen Ming stepped aside proudly, staring at Master Xuan as if he were looking at a dead person.
Xuanzhu looked numbly at the fierce old man's raised hand. Her eyes were red, but there were no tears.
The grievance was visible to the naked eye, but he still stubbornly huddled himself into a ball and could not say another word of begging for mercy.
Feeling the uncomfortable fluctuations of its master, the black gold iron-eating beast lifted its head from the arms of the fierce old man with no strength, stretched out its black claws in the direction of the mysterious master, and said in a pitiful voice: "Hmm~ ugh~ "
boom!
As the fierce old man's hand fell, a golden light shot straight in the direction of the Xuan Lord. Along with a huge roar, dust flew in all directions, making it difficult for people to see what was going on inside.
When the dust settled, I saw that the original confinement of the magic weapon had been lifted, and the Xuan Master was still standing in place.
The fierce old man: "You monks have such dirty hearts."
Before anyone could react, the fierce old man raised his hand and took out Zhu Yan's inner elixir, picked up Xuanzhu and Chuiliu, who was lying on the ground, and disappeared from the sight of the monks with a teleport.
The Xuanzhu was left to roar unwillingly and with some grievance before leaving: "Just wait, we won't stop until we die!"
The fierce old man was not uninjured, but was severely damaged by Zhu Yan's slap.
He used his last bit of strength to bring Master Xuan and others to a hidden cave.
After setting up a hidden barrier, he fell to the ground exhausted and could not get up again. Only a pair of fighting eyes proved that he would not die for a while.
Xuanzhu was the least injured among them.
The fierce old man put Zhu Yan's inner elixir on the ground with great difficulty, and rolled it in front of Master Xuan, "Nuo, little money fan, this is a valuable thing for you."
Xuanzhu, who had been holding back from crying, all his emotions exploded at this moment, crying heartbreakingly.
"Why are you helping me?!"
The fierce old man smiled miserably: "Isn't that what you said? After riding your Zaizai for so many years, I have to pay back some interest. That's about it. It's not your character to cry and moan."
Xuanzhu wiped away his tears, picked up the Zhuyan inner elixir on the ground and smashed it into pieces, then fed 90% of the inner elixir to the fierce old man, 8% of the inner elixir to the black gold iron-eating beast, and the remaining The whole thing was stuffed into Chuiliu's mouth, but he didn't leave any bit behind.
The fierce old man looked at Xuan Master with the inner elixir in his mouth and asked, "Don't you keep some for yourself? This Zhuyan inner elixir has been around for millions of years. If you take a little bit of it, your cultivation level will rise to a big level."
Xuanzhu shook his head and huddled in a corner of the cave, crying silently and enduring the pain in his arms.
"The inner elixir is of no use to me. These injuries will slowly heal on their own."
It's just that the process is more painful.
Xuanzhu curled himself up into a ball, like a young animal. She bit her arm tightly to prevent herself from making any sound, and tears fell down her cheeks. She looked so pitiful that she couldn't help but feel sorry for anyone.
With the help of Zhu Yan's inner elixir, the fierce old man's injuries had completely healed in just two days, and his cultivation had improved. Chuiliu and the black gold iron-eating beast had also become significantly stronger than before.
Master Xuan was slower than them all, and it took three days for his wounds to heal completely.
Moreover, unlike their high spirits, Xuanzhu looked exhausted, his whole body was like steel that had been tempered for thousands of times, with no form or spirit.
She could feel that she was extremely tired, but unfortunately she was not sleepy.
Without the distraction of Immortal Emperor Mo Yu, she returned to her former self. No matter how hard she worked, no matter how tired she was, she just couldn't sleep at all.
When he thought of this, Xuanzhu took a bite of the meat, put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly, staring fiercely at the center of the ghost forest.
"Zui Shuang, Chen Ming, you bastards just wait for me, I'm not done with you!"
Xuanzhu and the others stayed in the cave until the competition in the arena began, and then they appeared in front of everyone again.
Immortal Emperor Mo Yu was distracted and stood on the ring. Before the announcement was made, Master Xuan rode the black gold iron-eating beast onto the ring.
"I'm sorry, everyone, to disappoint you. Young master, I am still alive and well. The reason why I have been silent for so long is entirely to send you on your way today."
Master Xuan pointed to a circle of people in the audience and said, "By the way, are you all ready?"
The faces of everyone present turned dark when they heard this.
