Chapter: 2238
She sat motionless, raised her snow-white and slender neck, and let out a high-decibel scream.
"Well"
Zhang Yuanqing let out a muffled snort, blood spilled from his seven orifices, he covered his head, and backed away again and again.
"Come back, don't be dragged into a dream by her." Huang Taiji said in a deep voice.
As the starlight rose, Yuanshi Tianzun returned to him. Without further ado, with his right hand wearing a dark blue glove, he took out a tube of life essence, pierced it into the neck vein, and injected the light golden liquid into the blood vessel.
He suffered mental blows one after another, and his soul was already on the verge of collapse. He was replaced by an ordinary fourth-level saint, and now he has returned to the spiritual realm.
In an instant, his depression and pain disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.
But this can't restore the decline of the two of them. It doesn't matter whether Yi Chuanmei is dead or alive. She is already at the end of her strength and can only expose herself. It is difficult to continuously attack the two of them.
The really tricky one is Zhao Youcai.
At this moment, strands of black mist diffused from the cracks in the stone armor, covering the sky of the small courtyard heavily, sticking to the roof tiles, sinking like cotton candy.
This is the body of the monster!
"Father, it's out!" Zhang Yuanqing frowned.
The feeling of dehydration struck again. Zhang Yuanqing saw the flesh and blood on his arms shriveled rapidly, and his eyes became blurred due to dehydration.
Huang Taiji took a step back, side by side with Yuanshi Tianzun, and shouted in a deep voice:
"open!"
The ground beneath the two of them collapsed suddenly, and the surrounding mud rose rapidly, forming a bowl-shaped bag of soil, which was buckled upside down on top of the two of them, blocking the falling black mist.
The state of dehydration disappeared again.
Zhang Yuanqing, who was protected by the mountain god, was relieved, but at this moment, his throat was itchy and his forehead was hot.
A few seconds later, he experienced the pain of scraping his throat with a knife, sealing his nostrils with cement, opening his head without anesthesia, and gouging out his waist with a sharp knife.
He is sick.
The black mist not only has the ability to deprive water, but also spread plagues.
The germs penetrated through the defense of the soil bag.
"Ahem." Huang Taiji also coughed, and he looked at Yuanshi Tianzun in surprise:
"You are in good physical condition."
The time difference between the two people who contracted the disease was not much different, which meant that their "immunity" was similar, but Huang Taiji was a level 6 earth monster, so he was much better at resisting this negative effect than other professions of the same level.
In other words, Yuanshi Tianzun's resistance to disease is comparable to level six.
Huang Taiji took out a porcelain bottle, poured a few pills into his mouth, and then threw it to Yuanshi Tianzun, "It can suppress the disease for five minutes. If we can't think of a way within five minutes, we will be ready to return to the spiritual realm." .�
Zhang Yuanqing took the pill, swallowed it, and said:
"Father, this is just a stopgap measure, what can you do?"
Huang Taiji was silent for a second, "At this time, I will be more envious of the scouts." JrNovels.com
"Well"
Zhang Yuanqing let out a muffled snort, blood spilled from his seven orifices, he covered his head, and backed away again and again.
"Come back, don't be dragged into a dream by her." Huang Taiji said in a deep voice.
As the starlight rose, Yuanshi Tianzun returned to him. Without further ado, with his right hand wearing a dark blue glove, he took out a tube of life essence, pierced it into the neck vein, and injected the light golden liquid into the blood vessel.
He suffered mental blows one after another, and his soul was already on the verge of collapse. He was replaced by an ordinary fourth-level saint, and now he has returned to the spiritual realm.
In an instant, his depression and pain disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.
But this can't restore the decline of the two of them. It doesn't matter whether Yi Chuanmei is dead or alive. She is already at the end of her strength and can only expose herself. It is difficult to continuously attack the two of them.
The really tricky one is Zhao Youcai.
At this moment, strands of black mist diffused from the cracks in the stone armor, covering the sky of the small courtyard heavily, sticking to the roof tiles, sinking like cotton candy.
This is the body of the monster!
"Father, it's out!" Zhang Yuanqing frowned.
The feeling of dehydration struck again. Zhang Yuanqing saw the flesh and blood on his arms shriveled rapidly, and his eyes became blurred due to dehydration.
Huang Taiji took a step back, side by side with Yuanshi Tianzun, and shouted in a deep voice:
"open!"
The ground beneath the two of them collapsed suddenly, and the surrounding mud rose rapidly, forming a bowl-shaped bag of soil, which was buckled upside down on top of the two of them, blocking the falling black mist.
The state of dehydration disappeared again.
Zhang Yuanqing, who was protected by the mountain god, was relieved, but at this moment, his throat was itchy and his forehead was hot.
A few seconds later, he experienced the pain of scraping his throat with a knife, sealing his nostrils with cement, opening his head without anesthesia, and gouging out his waist with a sharp knife.
He is sick.
The black mist not only has the ability to deprive water, but also spread plagues.
The germs penetrated through the defense of the soil bag.
"Ahem." Huang Taiji also coughed, and he looked at Yuanshi Tianzun in surprise:
"You are in good physical condition."
The time difference between the two people who contracted the disease was not much different, which meant that their "immunity" was similar, but Huang Taiji was a level 6 earth monster, so he was much better at resisting this negative effect than other professions of the same level.
In other words, Yuanshi Tianzun's resistance to disease is comparable to level six.
Huang Taiji took out a porcelain bottle, poured a few pills into his mouth, and then threw it to Yuanshi Tianzun, "It can suppress the disease for five minutes. If we can't think of a way within five minutes, we will be ready to return to the spiritual realm." .�
Zhang Yuanqing took the pill, swallowed it, and said:
"Father, this is just a stopgap measure, what can you do?"
Huang Taiji was silent for a second, "At this time, I will be more envious of the scouts." JrNovels.com
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