I take the unicorn to the world

Chapter 812 Finally Dead
Once the inner alchemy of this demon fox returns to its body, it will immediately fuse with its whole body, and it can never be taken out again. Once this demon fox dies, its inner alchemy will also dissipate into nothing.

How could Daoist Qingfeng miss such an excellent opportunity? Before the inner alchemy of the demon fox flew up, Daoist Qingfeng sat up, grabbed it, and felt a scorching tingling sensation in his hand Daoist Qingfeng gasped in pain, and almost let go of the inner alchemy, but Daoist Qingfeng still held back the severe pain, and held the inner alchemy even tighter.

The demon fox opened its mouth wide, and even though it had already bled a lot, it still stood up unsteadily, and walked slowly towards Daoist Qingfeng while inhaling, leaving a long trail behind. String of blood.

Daoist Qingfeng felt that the inner alchemy in his hand was stirring, as if he wanted to break free from his shackles, and led his body to slowly approach the fox. In desperation, Daoist Qingfeng stretched out his hand into his arms again, This time, I took out a sharp dagger, and then I shook my hand towards the demon fox. I only heard a muffled "噗味" in my ears. When I turned my head to look, I saw that the dagger had penetrated deeply Touching the demon fox's chest, the demon fox's body paused for a moment, stood still for a while, a trace of blood slowly overflowed from the corner of its mouth, and fell to the ground again with a "plop", those helpless and absent-minded eyes straightened. Gougou looked at the inner alchemy held in the hand of Daoist Qingfeng. This inner alchemy was his whole life's painstaking effort, which condensed his hundreds of years of Taoism. It was held in his hand like this. How much it wanted to take back that inner alchemy Neidan, how unwilling it is in his heart, but it is about to die, and before it dies, it still wants to take a look at the inner alchemy in the hands of Master Qingfeng, the essence that condenses its whole life's hard work.

Daoist Qingfeng gave a wry smile, as if he could see what the demon fox was thinking. He felt a little guilty in his heart for killing this demon fox who had practiced for hundreds of years, even though it was a demon fox that killed people.

After a helpless sigh, Daoist Qingfeng let go of his clenched hands, and the red demon fox inner alchemy no longer had the scorching temperature before, and became icy cold, like a piece of warm jade. .

As soon as the demon fox saw his own inner alchemy, the brilliance in his eyes instantly shot up, and Daoist Qingfeng knew in his heart that this was just a flashback before he died.

It raised its head slightly, but it fell down again in an instant, and it died...

Its wish has been fulfilled... At its last moment, it finally saw its inner alchemy, and there was even a trace of gratitude to Taoist Qingfeng in its eyes, but it was too late for this repentance. It gave it a chance to survive, but it didn't cherish it, and the only thing waiting for it was death.

That demon fox finally died, its snow-white fur was stained with bright red blood, and everything was settled.

Daoist Qingfeng coughed again and again, and spit out a mouthful of blood again. He sat up straight, looked at Zhou Ming who was lying on the ground, and looked at his big disciple. His chest rose and fell slightly. There seems to be a trace of breath.

Daoist Qingfeng's eye sockets suddenly became moist, and his tears flowed down his wrinkled face...

(End of this chapter)