The Little Village's Ultimate Doctor

Chapter 1051 Still Not Dead

Chapter 23

Although at this moment Long Xiaoshan's blood demon vision has long since faded, his face is extremely pale, because he has consumed a lot of energy and blood, and his dantian's true energy has also been consumed to the last drop, plus the previous fight with ghosts, He survived entirely by the bursting state of the Explosive Blood Pill. Now that the effect of the medicine has faded, his body is covered with criss-cross wounds, punches, and claws. It seems that a gust of wind can blow him down.

Yet he stood on top of the mountain.

I look around.

No one dared to look at him.

Everyone lowered their heads.

Including those masters, the bearded old man who had been speaking rudely buried his head so hard that he almost knelt down, for fear that Long Xiaoshan would notice him.

Even though he was talking behind his back just now.

But facing an invincible strong man who is suspected to be innate, he really wanted to slap himself, just because the dragon group caught you as a junior back then, you talked too much, let you talk too much!

Tang Leyou was trembling all over, standing there with cold hands and feet,

Fu Xuelan standing beside him was overjoyed. Because she had seen Long Xiaoshan's evildoer before, even though this battle was far beyond her imagination, she was the fastest to accept it. Perhaps this is Blindly worship it.

Seeing Tang Leyou's earthy face at this moment, Fu Xuelan, who had always been cold, even felt a bit of evil, and said, "Senior brother Tang, do you think that Master Long's victory is very reluctant, and it doesn't catch your eye."

Tang Leyou's face was so ugly.

How dare he say a word now, he is Zhang Yang, but that is because he was born noble, talented, and qualified to make public, even if he faces ordinary masters, he is not afraid, but now, even his father bows his head, Dare not say a word.

Not to mention him.

He is not stupid.

But no matter how rational he is, the grievance in his heart is still unspeakable, which makes his face turn blue and red, and his face looks constipated.

Roar!

Nailed to the ground by the Frost Lanwuyan knife, the burning Gui Ming was still not dead. He roared and struggled, with deep resentment in his eyes: "How could my Gui Ming die in your hands? I don't accept it, if I didn't take advantage of it weapons, I shall not be defeated."

"A defeated general, how can he speak bravely!" Long Xiaoshan sneered, and stepped on Gui Ming.

Although he took advantage of a lot in this battle, such as the Black Nightmare Knife, which extracted a large amount of corpse evil energy from Gui Ming, and his Frost Blue Mist Flame, which restrained demons, all kinds of favorable conditions made him win by a weaker opponent. powerful.

But winning is winning.

Winner takes all, loser for Kou.

There has never been an absolute fairness in this world.

Could it be that he doesn't need the Black Nightmare Knife and the Frost Lanwuyan, so he has to fight with bare hands and Gui Ming foolishly.

Really want to talk about fairness.

Why don't you say that Gui Ming has lived for hundreds of years and practiced for hundreds of years.

And he was only in his twenties.

Don't let him practice for hundreds of years, even if he is given another ten years, he will have the confidence to kill Gui Ming with his bare hands.

"Don't talk nonsense to me, just die obediently." With a thought in Long Xiaoshan's mind, the flames on the long knife surged into the sky, and the frost blue mist burned Gui Ming's body fiercely, and a large amount of corpse demon's evil spirit Burned into nothingness by Frost Lanwuyan.

His struggle became weaker and weaker, his body seemed to turn into a piece of blue ice.

"I'm not reconciled. I, Guiming, have been dormant for three hundred years. Back then, I escaped from the whole sect, and the entire Taoist sect besieged me, but I still didn't die. I, Guiming, was a man of destiny. How could I die in your hands? I will never die." will die!"

Guiming suddenly roared, cracks appeared on his whole body, Long Xiaoshan's face changed slightly, and he even backed away.

With a bang, Gui Ming's body exploded completely.

A large amount of corpse aura rolled over, instantly corroding the ground into a piece of bad soil. Frost Lanwuyan had turned into a flame shield wall, blocking Long Xiaoshan's body, helping Long Xiaoshan resist the impact of corpse aura.

Long Xiaoshan felt something was wrong, he activated his sky eye, and saw a faint phantom flashing out, he immediately understood that it was the remnant soul of Gui Ming, this guy is really decisive, he is not dead yet, he actually blew up his body, and took the opportunity to escape the remnant soul Walk.

"Death to me!"

How could Long Xiaoshan let him go, his brows and sky eyes were cracked, even though his dharma form was shattered just now, and his divine power was exhausted, there were still some remnants, Gui Ming was extremely cunning, he couldn't let him slip away, so he shot another shot with all his strength divine light.

Gui Ming Remnant Soul has definitely been severely injured, and there are still some traces of ice on it, which is the freezing power of Frost Lanwuyan. Frost Lanwuyan burns everything, and it also does great damage to the soul.

Once the divine light goes down, the remnants of ghosts and ghosts are absolutely wiped out.

However, at this moment, a blood shadow rushed over and helped Gui Ming Remnant Soul block the divine light.

"Cang Ming!" Long Xiaoshan was taken aback when he saw the blood shadow, the blood shadow was obviously Cang Ming, the master of the Black Scale Sect, is this guy a joke?This also helped Guiming block the gun, didn't he see that he was used as cannon fodder by Guiming earlier?

But soon, he realized something was wrong.

Cang Ming's whole body was blood red, and his eyes were even more chaotic. He didn't seem to have a clear will at all. Long Xiaoshan even felt that Cang Ming looked a bit like the Son of Blood God he killed in the ancient tomb.

It's just that he hasn't reached the bloody state of the Blood God Son yet.

Whoa!

Gui Ming's remnant soul flew away at an extremely fast speed.

Long Xiaoshan was about to let Shuang Lanwuyan chase him.

Cang Ming has already rushed over, Long Xiaoshan can only let Shuanglan Wuyan and Cang Ming get entangled.

Ghost Remnant Soul flitted very fast, and disappeared after a few breaths. From a distance, there seemed to be a bitter voice: "I will come back, ancestor."

Long Xiaoshan frowned slightly, stood there with his hands behind his back, looking at the direction where the ghost ghost disappeared.

After a while, he frowned and sneered.

He didn't go after him.

One is that he is almost exhausted now, and he has no other means to control the enemy except Frost, Blue and Wuyan.

Secondly, Gui Ming's most powerful support is the golden corpse. Now that the golden corpse has been destroyed by him, what kind of waves can a mere wisp of remnant soul turn out.

Ghost cultivation is the most difficult thing. Without a physical body, it is like a sea of ​​suffering without boundaries. Without a boat, how can one cross to the other side.

Unless he finds another body and repairs the corpse again, it will take hundreds of years to repair it into a golden corpse, let alone a drought.

and.

Although Gui Ming escaped.

But he left his mark on him.

That was a breath of frosty blue mist.

I'm afraid Guiming himself didn't know that his soul had been burned by Shuanglan Wuyan, leaving behind an indelible aura.

As long as this guy appears, even if he turns into ashes, he can recognize him.

Boo!

Here, the battle didn't last long, Cang Ming's consciousness was chaotic, and he was a monster fighting by instinct. He didn't have a clear consciousness and couldn't cast spells. The strength he could display as a ninth-level spiritual master was really limited, and he was not as good as a grand master. , Not long after, he was swallowed by Frost Lan Wuyan, and the raging blue flame burned on him, freezing him instantly.

(End of this chapter)