The genius doctor is all over the city, the emperor is very fond of the little poisonous concubine

Chapter 455 The Ultimate Winner

Chapter 450 The Fifth Final Winner

He Yuan took the elixir and looked at it. The elixir patterns on it were clearly visible, and there was a strong spiritual energy lingering. This must be a ninth-grade elixir, and it seemed to contain a strong spiritual energy. It was not an ordinary elixir at all.

The more I look at it, the more excited I get. This girl still has such a good treasure in her hands. No wonder she has such a high cultivation base at such a young age. It must have been accumulated with pills.

She can take out a ninth-grade pill at will, so she must have a lot more, as long as he controls her, he will have many, many pills to use in the future.

Thinking of this, the greedy look on He Yuan's face could not be restrained, he licked his tongue, stared at Feng Yunyao with wolf-like eyes, "Girl, give me another one, and I will touch the Wu Ling for you. "

"Okay." Feng Yunyao calmly tossed another one, seeing that Steward Lie and his son were heartbroken and felt guilty for making Feng Yunyao spend so much money.

He Yuan took the elixir and looked at it, and it was true again. This confirmed the guess in his heart, this girl must have many more.

Thinking of this, he agreed to show Wu Ling to her.

"Give you."

Feng Yunyao quickly caught the crystal box thrown by him with a whip, and handed it to Steward Lie.

"Why did you give it to him? Hurry up and return my Wu Ling." He Yuan realized that there was a problem, and hurriedly begged for it.

"Your witch spirit? Hehe." Feng Yunyao sneered, "Shouldn't this be the sacred object of the Miao Wu clan? Since when it became yours, what are you?"

"Master, you scolded well." Xiaobai stood on her shoulders, applauding and cheering, "Shameless bastard, you insist on taking things that belong to others, why did your parents give birth to you? What about the scum."

"Be quiet." Feng Yunyao rolled her eyes at it and patted it on the head.

"You damn girl wants to occupy my Wu Ling, hehe, I'm afraid you don't know, the Wu Ling is close to my blood, no matter where the Wu Ling is, as long as I summon it, it will obediently return to my side." He Yuan Although he was very angry, he was not worried that Wu Ling would be snatched away.

"Really, then give it a try if you summon it." Feng Yunyao pursed her lips and said disapprovingly.

"Hmph, you can't take away what's not yours." He Yuan snorted coldly, bit his finger, and drew a talisman in the air with his blood. He pushed the golden talisman forward, "Take it."

I saw that the talisman suddenly became bigger, as if a wall was rushing towards this side.

When Steward Lie saw this, doubts appeared in his eyes, but he didn't hesitate, and immediately used the same method as He Yuan, biting his finger and writing a talisman in the air with blood.

"Who are you? How can you know the secret arts of the Miao Wu clan?" He Yuan looked at Steward Lie incredulously. Only the Holy Lord of the Miao Wu clan could know it. He also learned it by chance. Who is this person in front of him? Why would.

Steward Lie ignored him, and didn't put the talisman on Wu Ling. Instead, he pushed the talisman towards He Yuan's one. The two talismans collided in the air, and Wu Ling who was in the crystal box jumped immediately. When it came out, it flew in the air, looked left and right with its little head, and finally flapped its pair of transparent little wings and flew towards Steward Lie.

Wu Ling landed on Steward Lie's shoulder, and rubbed his little head against his face very affectionately, apparently meeting an old friend.

The two talismans colliding in the air also disappeared.

"How is it possible, how could it choose you." He Yuan looked at the intimacy between Wu Ling and Steward Lie in disbelief.

He has been with Wu Ling for so many years, and Wu Ling has never been so intimate with him like now. If he hadn't used secret techniques to control it, Wu Ling would never obey his orders.

But now Wu Ling is so close to a stranger, he knows that there is someone who can do it, that is the No.20 Eighth Generation Holy Lord Luo Wenchen, but isn't he dead?

He saw him fall into the cliff with his own eyes, and when he fell, Luo Wenchen's body was already at a dead end, even if he didn't fall, he couldn't survive.

If this is not Luo Wenchen, then who is he?

"Who the hell are you!" He Yuan roared angrily, gnashing his teeth.

Steward Lie held Wu Ling in his hands, and gently stroked its small head with his palm, his eyes were kind and kind, as if he was taking care of his own child.

Looking up at He Yuan, the tenderness in his eyes was replaced by coldness, "He Yuan, do you still refuse to believe that I am Luo Wenchen, the Luo Wenchen whose family was ruined by you a few years ago and all the clan members were wiped out!"

The more he talked, the angrier he became, and he wished he could kill the demon in front of him immediately.

"You're not dead!" He Yuan looked at the strange face in front of him in disbelief, a look he had never seen before, apparently he had changed his face.

Steward Lie touched his face, with sarcasm but endless desolation, "You cut my face so badly, you think I can restore my previous appearance."

Even if he could, he didn't want to bear the face of the past again. Although the face that the master gave him now was not as good-looking as the previous skin, it made him less burdened and made him feel much more comfortable.

He Yuan has to believe that the person in front of him is the one who should have died a few years ago, but he did not expect that he is still alive.

No wonder Wu Ling is so close to him. Apart from Luo Wenchen and his son, there is really no other person in this world who can make Wu Ling get close.

Now without Wu Ling, he only has the strength of Xuanzong's peak, but this girl is Xuanwang, he must not be able to beat her.

He Yuan's eyes concealed sharpness, and suddenly, his figure was erratic and he wanted to escape.

"Master, he's going to run away!" Xiaobai shouted immediately when he saw his motives.

When it comes to the starting track, no one dares to be the second when it claims the first place. It is simply beyond its capabilities to try to escape in front of Mr. Bai with this little ability.

Feng Yunyao flew away, and quickly whipped the dragon spirit whip towards He Yuan.

Like a long silver snake, it instantly opened the silver needles all over its body, the speed was fast and ruthless, mixed with thick profound energy, He Yuan couldn't help but shuddered, and hurriedly dodged.

No matter how fast he was, he was still not as fast as Feng Yunyao's Longling Whip. One arm was directly caught by the Longling Whip, and it was torn off abruptly.

Blood splattered and flew, He Yuan screamed, hurriedly took out his weapon, and released his guardian beast, an eighth-rank dragon-scale red python.

He Yuan is sinister and vicious, and even his guardian beasts are spirit beasts between monsters and spirit beasts.

This kind of spirit beast has spiritual consciousness, but its temperament is very cruel like a monster. Most people would not contract this type of spirit beast. There have been many incidents of spirit beasts eating their masters.

Although spirit beasts will be punished by heaven for harming their masters, they will not care so much about those ferocious spirit beasts. Even if they die together, if they hate their masters, they will devour them.

"Miss Feng, the juice spit out by his guardian beast is highly poisonous, you must be careful." Butler Lie knew He Yuan well, so he naturally knew the characteristics of his guardian beast.

What Feng Yunyao is most afraid of is poison, but she should be careful and subtle, after all, the sticky spray on her body is very disgusting.

She released Gu Jiaolong and Xiaofeng, originally Gu Jiaolong could deal with it by himself, but the combined attack of the two would end sooner.

Sure enough, they didn't disappoint her. The dragon-scale boa constrictor, which opened its teeth and danced its claws, saw the high-grade spirit beast, and kept backing away in fright, without the arrogance it had when it first came out.

Gu Jiaolong and Xiaofeng rushed over quickly, Gu Jiaolong grabbed its head, Xiaofeng grabbed its tail, and it was torn in two, extremely cruel.

After killing the dragon-scale python with one move, Gu Jiaolong put its head in front of Feng Yunyao, then raised its big head, obediently waiting for praise.

Feng Yunyao looked at the boa constrictor that had turned into two pieces, and the corners of her lips twitched, "You two are great."

After getting the praise, Gu Jiaolong wriggled its big tail excitedly, and even called Xiaofeng a few times, as if they were sharing the joy together.

Xiaofeng arrogantly turned her head to the side, there was nothing to show off against an eighth-order spirit beast, it was as easy as killing an ant by killing it with a fire phoenix.

He Yuan saw that his guardian beast was killed by the opponent's two beasts with one move, his eyes were full of despair.

Is he going to die here today? He is not reconciled. He has worked hard for so many years in cultivation, in order to find a way to live in the sun one day and go out to dominate the entire Sky Continent.

His great cause has not yet begun, and now his life is at stake.

"He Yuan, because of your selfishness, you have wiped out the entire Miaowu tribe. Even if you are cut into pieces, it will not be able to dispel the hatred of those undead. However, I have been busy recently and have no time to slash you. You are also your lucky."

Feng Yunyao put the Longling Whip into her waist, took out a short knife, and was about to strike when Steward Lie suddenly shouted, "Miss Feng, kill him later, I have something to ask him."

"Okay." Feng Yunyao directly touched He Yuan's acupuncture points, and then took a few steps back.

Steward Lie held back the hatred in his heart, walked over step by step, staring at He Yuan's familiar yet unfamiliar face, "Why did you betray the Miao Wu clan? What is not satisfied, if you want the Miao Wu people, I can also abdicate to you, why do you have to do such an inhumane thing."

Those were all his clansmen, all relatives with similar blood, but he joined forces with foreign enemies to destroy his own clansmen, which is simply not something humans can do.

"One person is under one person and above ten thousand people, ha ha." He Yuan sneered, "That's also living under you, and I will always obey your orders. I want to use Wu Ling to practice, are you willing? Why do you and you My son can cultivate with the help of Wu Ling, but I can't, and a small Miao Wu clan is enough, what I want is the entire Sky Continent, and I want to be the master of tens of thousands of people!"

Listening to his brazen words, Steward Lie hated and felt sad. His power and supreme cultivation blinded his eyes, and he even lost his own personality and conscience.

Forget it, he didn't bother talking to such a bastard, but he still had a question in his heart, "Where did you learn about secret arts?"

These are things that can only be inherited by the Holy Master, and they can only be obtained through word of mouth, why He Yuan would.

He Yuan probably knew that he was going to die, so it was rare for him to tell the truth, "You probably don't know that there is a dark room under the holy tower. It took a few tries to confirm that this is a secret technique using witch spirits."

He thought that God would help him, but he still failed.

"Dark room?" Steward Lie lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment. He really didn't know there was a dark room under the holy tower.

(End of this chapter)