The strongest starting system

Chapter 1403 Returning to the restricted area of ​​life
"I can't eradicate you, but I can slow down your raging speed." In Zhao Wushuang's dantian, a long gap suddenly opened between the sea of ​​stars, and bright yellow flames gushed out from it overwhelmingly, along the The meridian in the palm of his hand entered the body of Emperor Qin.

The toxin seems to have a natural sense of fear towards the bright yellow flames. Wherever it goes, the black liquid toxins dodge one after another, and those flames don't care, rushing to several key nodes in Emperor Qin's body, firmly It firmly occupies the position of the gateway of blood circulation.

While the toxins retreated in a hurry, Zhao Wushuang felt a familiar aura.

this is? ...Zhao Wushuang's heart was shocked, and he soon had an answer.

In the eyes of outsiders, Emperor Qin's complexion softened a little, it was no longer as pale as before, but a little rosy.

Qin Bingwu was shocked at once. He had studied for several years but had no clue. When he forcibly used Yuanli, the toxin would even rebound and aggravate Emperor Qin's condition, so he didn't dare to take it lightly.

Unexpectedly, after Zhao Wushuang came, he relieved Brother Qin's condition in less than half an hour. These methods are not bad.

"Brother Zhao, your skill is really hidden, I can't see through it." Qin Bingwu sighed.

Zhao Wushuang smiled and said, "It's just a matter of getting to know some strange techniques when training is boring. It's nothing. Emperor Qin's condition has stabilized for the time being, but we still need to find a way to completely treat it."

"Oh? Brother Zhao has already found the antidote?" Qin Bingwu's expression became much more serious. As long as Zhao Wushuang opens his mouth, he will go all out to find the medicine. After all, there are few medicines that the Great Qin Empire can't get in this world. And less.

Zhao Wushuang shook his head again. "I may know where the poison on Emperor Qin's body came from."

Qin Bingwu stopped interrupting this time, but stared at Zhao Wushuang seriously, waiting for his answer.

"I once encountered a monster that was neither human nor ghost in the restricted area of ​​life..."

So Zhao Wushuang then told the story of the zombies he encountered in the restricted area of ​​life. At that time, he hadn't paid special attention to what was spitting out of the lost mouths.

Looking back now, isn't the toxin in Emperor Qin's body exactly the same as the rotting water on the zombies back then?

Zhao Wushuang deeply remembered that smell. In the underground palace of the ancient Zhongpai ruins, he discovered the existence of Ao Ding. At that time, it seemed that some terrible monster was about to break out of the ground.

He has now reached the quasi-emperor realm, and Yuanshen has broken through to the second level of the emperor realm. There is no place in the Shenwu Continent that he cannot go to.

"So, are you going to the restricted area of ​​life?" Ling Qing couldn't help asking.

Everyone in Zhongzhou has heard of the horrors of the restricted area of ​​life, not to mention that it is the headquarters of the Soul Palace, so she can't help feeling worried.

"Don't worry, even if I can't find out the final truth, no one in this world can trap me." Zhao Wushuang said confidently.

In order to find clues to rescue Emperor Qin, and also to unravel the mysteries of the year, Zhao Wushuang embarked on the road to the restricted area of ​​life alone.

He asked Brother Hou to stay in Liyun City, and only took Mark on the road. In a short time, there will be no large-scale war between Daqin and Dasong, so he doesn't need to worry about everyone's safety.

After putting on a black suit and using the celestial concealment technique to tamper with his appearance, Zhao Wushuang set foot on the road to the north.

The forbidden zone of life stretches between Beilu and Zhongzhou, hundreds of miles long, uninhabited, full of vitality, it is a standard waste land boundary.

Zhao Wushuang followed Dou Yun and crossed the vigorous jungle outside the forbidden zone of life, and the scene in front of him gradually changed from vigorous to withered and desolate.

The dark energy remaining in this place is so terrifying that not a single blade of grass grows in many places, and as far as the eye can see, there is only devastation.

Zhao Wushuang returned to the location of Badaomen's sect. From a distance, it was on top of an extinguished volcano.

The Badaomen, which is usually quiet and far away, now became blazing, and the flames gushing out were as high as a thousand meters, from the inside of the guardian array to the outside, as if it was blocking something.

Zhao Wushuang's expression changed, and he hurried over there.

Badaomen, in the center of the guarding formation, there is a flame giant standing upright. The fire on his body burns from the hair to the soles of his feet, and his whole body is surrounded by bright flames. He is mighty and heroic.

But at this time, the flame giant seemed to be struggling very much. He supported the dome of the guardian array with both hands, and when he looked carefully, he was trembling slightly.

It seems that he can't resist the mysterious energy falling from the sky with his huge body.

And not far from the monstrous flames, there was a person shrouded in a large black robe.

He was suspended in mid-air, with a playful expression on his face, his dry and wrinkled face stretched out, as if he had encountered something extremely happy.

"Tianhuo, Tianhuo, you are so naive. You thought you found a new master, but you didn't expect that guy to be a coward. Several years have passed, and you don't even dare to go back."

The flame giant didn't reply, he slowly raised his eyes, his red pupils staring closely at the old man in black robe.

"He'll be back."

The flame giant answered firmly.

The old man in black robe didn't bother to argue with him anymore, anyway, he could break through the ruins of Badaomen today.

He is the Seventh Elder of the Soul Palace, his strength has reached the peak of the Nine Heavens, and he is only half a step away from the Emperor Zhun.

"I don't have that much energy to play with you, so let's end all of this now, Badaomen? It's just dust blown by the wind, and it won't make it to the table after all."

The Seventh Elder of the Hall of Souls had lost his patience. He waved his sleeve robe, and the clouds at both ends of the distance rushed towards him, and dropped black raindrops, splashing on the large formation of the guardian sect.

Those black raindrops seemed to have a strange magic power. After falling directly above the Huzong, they turned into sharp knives, piercing the flames into small holes. In just a few breaths, those black knives dispersed into raindrops again. , Drilled along the hole into the guardian array of Badaomen.

The flame giant is suffering from the pain of black raindrops, but he can't let go. Once he lets go, the entire formation will be destroyed, and the last sect ruins of Badaomen will be buried in his hands.

Never let the Hall of Souls succeed!The flame giant roared, and the monstrous flames burst out from under his feet, sweeping across the entire mountain gate, and the black rain that entered the protective array was also evaporated.

Click.

The flame giant froze.

Because a black knife split the gap in the guarding formation, the gap was getting bigger and bigger.

(End of this chapter)