Infected with the undead disease, he had to specialize in suicide magic

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The old man exhaled a breath of foul air, and the waste blood in his body was discharged along with the foul air.

"Much more comfortable." The old man patted his chest and coughed up a mouthful of thick phlegm. His face was ruddy, as if he had eaten a tonic soup.

Qi Kunpeng pinched his chin with his hand and said curiously: "Old man, where did you get the healing pills that are so effective?"

The old man glanced at Qi Kunpeng, and a hint of murderous intent flashed in the deepest part of his eyes, which was fleeting and not discovered by anyone.

"What? You want it? I'll give you a pack for free."

"Just don't give me a few poison pills."

"Hehe, if the poison pill can kill you, I would have given you the poison pill a long time ago."

The old man no longer paid attention to Qi Kunpeng, and walked towards Li Jiu with difficulty. After approaching, he clasped his hands together, "Thank you for your help, Taoist friend. I am very grateful and have no way to repay you. I have a piece of ancestral jade in my hand. If Taoist friend doesn't mind, please take it."

After speaking, the old man reached into his arms and walked closer step by step.

Suddenly, the old man jumped up, holding a two-inch steel needle in his hand! The needle was green, made of dragon-patterned blood steel, and the tip of the needle was poisoned. A strong warrior would die if injured by it, and a warrior with a molten spirit would feel dizzy and his combat power would drop by 50% when facing this poison!

Ming Yuan did not expect the old man to repay kindness with enmity, and suddenly jumped up to kill people. When he reacted, the needle tip was less than ten inches away from Li Jiu!

With the explosive power of a warrior, it would take less than a second to be ten inches away!

Buzz!

The steel needle pierced Li Jiu's navel, just like piercing a copper wall. The steel needle bent and could not pierce the membrane.

Li Jiu actually reacted. In terms of combat experience, he was not as good as Ming Yuan, but he knew the evil of human hearts better than Ming Yuan.

Betrayal is a very common word in the Black Fox Gang, and it can even be said to be a fine tradition. If you don't betray your superiors, how can you get promoted?

He thought the old man had some killer weapon. If he couldn't kill him, he could at least hurt him.

After all, the old man witnessed him punching Bai Jiaolong to pieces.

The result surprised him.

This level of hidden weapon? This level of strength and explosive power?

Too weak, too weak! It completely makes people lose the desire to fight!

The Black Prison Dragon's extreme physical talent and special talent superimposed, which greatly improved his defense! Without the power close to the peak of the Melting God, it is impossible to break his defense!

"You surprised me, not your backstab, but your stupidity."

Li Jiu stretched out his hand, 'gently' grabbed the old man's arm, and squeezed it lightly.

The sound of bone cracking rang out.

The old man was ferocious, and he ate three boiling blood pills in one breath, bursting out with a force beyond his full strength, but he couldn't hurt him!

He is worthy of being the one who can blow up Bai Jiaolong! He is really strong!

"Bai Jiaolong did something damned! You shouldn't have killed him! You are not qualified to kill..."

Puff!

The body fell to the ground

The old man had no chance to say the rest of the words.

"Noisy!" Li Jiu said calmly.

This time, he did not use his full strength.

Because he used his full strength, he could not touch the corpse.

He searched skillfully and found two handkerchiefs from the old man, each of which contained three pills.

Ming Yuan came closer, "It's not a healing pill, it's a boiling blood pill, no wonder he recovered so quickly."

The boiling blood pill is a second-grade pill, similar to the violent blood pill, which briefly bursts out power beyond its own limit. The cost is heavier than the violent blood pill. After the effect of the medicine ends, the blood and qi will decline and fall to a lower level.

Qi Kunpeng's pupils shrank slightly. The owner of the Sanxing Pavilion, who was similar to him in combat power, was killed by one move!

Is this the fierce man who can even kill the Bashen!

There seems to be a black plum blossom mark on his shoulder.

Qi Kunpeng took a closer look and confirmed his guess, "You are infected with the immortal disease."

Li Jiu lowered his head. There was a hole in the shoulder of the black robe. The wind blew through, lifting the tattered cloth and revealing the black plum blossom mark.

Ming Yuan was stunned when he heard this, and checked Li Jiu's shoulder, "Why did you get infected with the Immortal Disease!"

"Is there no way to cure the Immortal Disease?" Li Jiu asked.

Ming Yuan shook his head silently. As far as he knew, no one had ever cured the Immortal Disease.

The curse that spread in the land of the East Wasteland, from the moment of infection, is destined to accompany the curse for life.

"The Immortal Disease will only infect one person at a time. When the previous person becomes a wooden man, his spirit is still there, but his flesh and blood have long withered and died, the Immortal Disease will infect the next person.

This infection is irregular. The previous infected person may never have seen the next infected person. The two parties have no contact and live thousands of miles apart.

The only thing that can be confirmed is that the Immortal Disease will only infect people in the East Wilderness, as if it is a curse of the East Wilderness! There was a prince who was unfortunately infected with the Immortal Disease while playing in the East Wilderness. The emperor tried every way but failed to get rid of the Immortal Disease!"

Li Jiu pondered. At the same time, only one person will be infected with the Immortal Disease. He was infected with the first generation of Immortal Disease. Will there be others infected with the ordinary Immortal Disease?

As early as when he was infected with the first generation of Immortal Disease, he had a vague feeling that he was the only one infected with the first generation of Immortal Disease, but he didn't know that the ordinary Immortal Disease also had uniqueness.

"Immortality disease has only disadvantages, no advantages?"

"Although the truth is cruel, I don't want to lie to you. Immortality disease has no advantages, otherwise it would not be called the Eastern Wasteland Curse. The life span of the infected is reduced tenfold. Even if the spirit can survive, it is not a good thing for the infected. Endless loneliness will kill the infected, and the spirit will collapse and perish silently." Ming Yuan said.

Li Jiu nodded, his expression was still calm, without any loss.

He was not infected with an ordinary immortal disease, but the first generation immortal disease that could truly make people immortal.

Infinite lifespan, immortal and indestructible!

Ordinary immortal disease is a pure curse, while the first generation immortal disease is more like a curse and a supernatural being. If he uses it well, he may become the only immortal in the world!

Ming Yuan grabbed Li Jiu's arm and said solemnly: "I have a way to make you live longer!"

Li Jiu shook Ming Yuan off, "Take it back, I know what you are going to say."

Qi Kunpeng interrupted, "Maybe I can help you."

"Do you have a way to get rid of the immortal disease?"

Qi Kunpeng shook his head, "No, I can't get rid of it, but I can make the infected live longer. I learned it from my master."

"The method created by Master Liuyun!" Ming Yuan immediately believed it a little. He didn't believe Qi Kunpeng, but he believed Master Liuyun, who was the most dazzling genius in the Zhuxie Division. Maybe he really had a way to weaken the immortal disease.

"Come with me, back to the martial arts hall, I will tell you slowly." Qi Kunpeng walked out of the Sanxing martial arts hall and fanned his mouth with his palm. The bloody smell in the martial arts hall was a bit pungent, making him feel a little uncomfortable.

Mingyuan followed, and Li Jiu walked slowly at the back, familiar with the surging power.

"You hate him? I can help you with a punch." Li Jiu said.

Mingyuan waved his hand, "Goodbye, I can't stand him, but there is no need to kill him."

"You are too kind."

"Me?"

Mingyuan pointed at himself with a surprised look in his eyes. It was the first time he was praised for his kindness.

"Is there a possibility that your standard for kindness is too low."