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Ling'er stood indifferently in front of the short Sword Sect's disciples, unable to see any expression on his face. www.biquge.info But in front of the short man, Ling'er's terrifying face was like a powerful ghost in the Nine Shadows at this moment, making people shudder all over.

"Brute, have you ever thought about today? I said I would kill you with my own hands!" Ling'er stood for a moment, staring at the short man with fierce eyes.

"I, I'm a brute, I'm a brute! You can do it, let me go!" the short man heard this, and his whole body trembled. Thinking of being in prison, he tortured Ling'er a lot, and he knew that he couldn't live at the moment. But the ** who survives still forces the nature to beg for mercy.

"If I hadn't been saved, would you have thought about letting me go?" Ling'er scolded, her dry voice making people smell the horror of death. As long as she thinks back to the miserable past few days, Ling'er's heart keeps trembling, the feeling of not being able to survive and dying, is it comfortable.

"Hmph! Anyway, it's all a death, Lao Tzu will fight with you!" The short man saw that he couldn't escape, and his heart was ruthless, and he rushed to Ling'er with Yuan Ying.

"Want to blow yourself up?" "Ling'er looked at the other party with disdain, and now he was just a cultivator in the Yuan Infant Stage. Then his hands stretched out, and the figures of two Ling'er appeared around.

The short man was stunned for a moment, and suddenly he didn't know which one was true, but before he could find out, two figures instantly penetrated his body, like ghosts.

The short man suddenly felt that his whole body was expanding, and this expansion was not caused by the burning of the primordial infant and wanted to explode. After all, the self-explosion of the burning yuan baby will only contract, not expand. And his eyes found that at this moment, black worm-like meridians began to emerge from his body, accompanied by Ling'er's terrifying ghost soul, the short man seemed to have gone down to the eighteenth layer of hell, and his mind was suffering from endless torture.

This is the Black Demon Sect's evil technique, the Demon Devouring Technique. Those who are attacked will be tortured by ten thousand ghosts endlessly, and their bodies will also be infected with poisonous gas, which will really be like ten thousand insects biting, until finally they will swell to the point where they can no longer bear it and explode to death.

"Ling'er, let's get out of here!" Seeing Ling'er's gloomy face, staring intently at the Sword Sect disciple who was starting to swell due to extreme pain, Zhang Xiaofeng turned around and hugged Ling'er in his arms.

Demon Venerable glanced at Zhang Xiaofeng knowingly, and then stretched out his hand and waved, and everyone disappeared. And the disciples of the Sword Sect who were struggling in place, due to the extreme expansion, finally unraveled their whole bodies, and Yuan Ying was extremely unable to withstand the poison of the surging demonic qi, his mouth exploded, and the short man disappeared between heaven and earth.

The so-called self-inflicted iniquity will not live in the end!

Zhang Xiaofeng indirectly killed countless innocent Sword Sect disciples, did he also conform to the way of heaven? Will he cross into the eighteenth layer of hell? Of course, but that is a later story, and look at the future Zhang Xiaofeng's Wandering in the Underworld.

The so-called northern swamp is, of course, in the north of the Demon Dao Realm, and the swamp area here is lower than the swamps in other places of the Demon Dao, that is, the temperature is low, the fog is thick, and the poison does not disperse all year round.

Led by the Demon Venerable, Zhang Xiaofeng accompanied Ling'er to the backwater swamp. The backwater swamp was more swampy than any other place, and the fog was so thick that the poison shield covered almost the entire backwater swamp.

And in the swamp, there are daunting and chilling bones scattered everywhere. There were men, and there were wild beasts, apparently dead in the swamp, and there were too many to count.

"Be careful, the poison here isn't comparable to an ordinary swamp. If a cultivator inhales, it will erode the primordial infant, and there are also fierce beasts infested, if the defense is insufficient, it will be like countless corpses scattered here. Naturally, the backwater swamp became the grave of the cultivators. Demon Venerable explained.

"Why does the Medicine Saint live here again?" Zhang Xiaofeng asked with some curiosity, after all, such a place was not suitable for cultivation at all. It's like myself, no matter how I die, I won't want to find such a place.

"Some people are just lonely, and if you want to choose such a place, you can't resist him. Perhaps the place where the medicine saint calls itself the medicine saint, which is such a lonely truth. "The Demon Venerable can't explain a single reason.

"Where is the Medicine Saint at the moment?" Zhang Xiaofeng released his divine sense to investigate, but he couldn't find out at all, this backwater swamp was too huge.

"Well, hehe! After I demolished the nest last time, I don't know if there has been a change of place. Now follow me into the backwater swamp!" Demon Venerable replied a little speechless at this moment. After all, he was arrogant at the beginning, and he was more arrogant than anyone else, and if he couldn't find an antidote, he naturally grabbed it. The shot was a bit of a seed, not to mention beating the Medicine Saint violently, and smashing the Medicine Saint's house, I don't know how many panaceas there were, and it was destroyed in the hands of the Demon Venerable.

But these were thousands of years ago, and even the Demon Venerable had forgotten a little. At this moment, the Demon Venerable also hoped in his heart that the Medicine Saint would not be too extreme, and it would naturally be best to successfully rescue Ling'er, otherwise the Demon Venerable thought to himself, is it another violent beating.

Of course, the Demon Venerable's cultivation now is many times stronger than it was back then, if it is really a move, I am afraid that the Medicine Saint will not be able to eat and walk around.

At this time, deep in the backwater swamp, on a waterhole, under the mist, there was an extremely large wooden boat. On the sampan, there are countless herbs, some of which even exude a faint black strange aura, which smells extremely strange and weird. There are even some dried corpses of fierce beasts hanging on the pillars of the ship, and the appearance is extremely hideous at the moment.

The boat doesn't feel like a place to live at all, but more like a ghost ship. The Medicine Sage is famous, and he should be a righteous person, but the reason why the Medicine Sage is still called the Poison Sage is because this person not only uses medicine, but also uses poison. The poisonous skills are even more powerful, and the use of poison is like a tiger with wings. According to legend, the poisons of all the evils in the Demon Dao realm are all refined by the Poison Saint, such as the poison of the highly poisonous golden silkworm.

But the poison saint is also good and evil, and his hobby is to help the odd and difficult diseases, the more difficult it is to help, the more he helps. Therefore, it is also called a miracle doctor. However, this person has a quirk, never wants to stay in a crowded place, but seeks mountains and hidden complexes, perhaps running around in search of medicinal materials, and is also an extremely enthusiastic and extreme person.

If the medicine saint comes to help, there is a strange rule, that is, if you want to save people, the other party must also pay the price accordingly as a condition. Therefore, some people can find the healing of the medicine saint, but they also pay a great price, the simplest is to leave their subordinates or eyes and ears. Although this condition is extremely evil, it is better to have fewer hands and legs, fewer ears and eyes than to lose your life. Besides, as long as your life is there, if you cultivate in the future, you will naturally make up for it when you ascend to the Immortal Realm.

However, for ordinary cultivators, it seems that there is nothing to lose a little ontological thing, but it is also mentioned here that cutting off hands and feet is just the simplest price. Obviously, the price of this thing is all changed at will according to the medicine saint's habits.