Ling tripod

"Are we really going to use my sect's immortal magic? Then so many years of hard work will be in vain. Now we are at the point of life and death. There is nothing we can do..."

Qi Tianlie's face was ferocious at this time, and he was ready to risk his life as he thought in his heart.

Just then.

"ah!"

Chu Yan was watching the battle intently, but suddenly he felt an unprecedented cold force in his dantian instantly filled his body. The coldness seemed to freeze people's souls. Chu Yan only felt his own The flesh and blood were cut and twisted by pieces of ice knives.

In an instant, Chu Yan's body was covered with a thick layer of frost, and the skin under the frost had turned pale white. Chu Yan's face was ferocious, and he was in extreme pain. He hugged both sides with his arms and finally fell to the ground. He fell to the ground, his body still shaking.

"The cold poison attacks the heart, which is not good!"

Hearing Chu Yan's cry, the old beggar suddenly turned around and exclaimed when he saw the scene in front of him. The nine figures disappeared instantly and appeared in front of Chu Yan in a flash.

"Stop, boy!"

The old beggar tapped Chu Yan dozens of times with his fingers. Several explosive sounds came from Chu Yan's body, and his trembling body finally calmed down.

"Good opportunity!"

Qi Tianlie's face flashed with a sinister smile when he saw the situation. At this moment, the old beggar's back was turned to him. If he didn't take action now, how could he wait! Qi Tianlie could be seen just pointing his finger, and a golden finger force shot out very quickly, towards the back of the old beggar's heart.

"roll!"

The old beggar turned his head suddenly, opened his mouth and shouted loudly, as if a mysterious thunder suddenly exploded.

"Buzz buzz..."

Qi Tianlie felt as if his head was stabbed by a steel cone. Severe pain suddenly erupted from his mind, and blood spurted out from his ears, eyes, mouth, and nose...

"If it weren't for Taoist Tianxuan's sake, I would kill you! Humph!"

The old beggar snorted coldly, and disappeared with Chu Yan in a flash. Seeing the situation, the black girl quickly flashed her white wings and turned into a stream of light and chased the old beggar.

"Taoist Tianxuan, how could he know my master's name? Could it be that this mysterious old beggar is my master's friend?"

Shui Tianyu had doubts in his heart. He didn't expect that this mysterious old beggar actually knew his master, Taoist Tianxuan, a man who stood at the pinnacle of Yizhou. Yizhou was only one of the two Nascent Soul Immortal Realm powerhouses, and the object of admiration by countless people. .

Qi Tianlie looked at the direction in which the old beggar disappeared. His face was filled with boundless anger in the next moment. He suddenly smashed the pillar of sky fire behind him with the five characters "Qi Tianlie's Tomb" engraved on it with a palm, and let out a roar. From his mouth came: "Chu Yan, I want you to die without a complete body!"

In a small valley on the south side of the Duancang Mountains, in a hidden cave.

Chu Yan lay quietly on a jade bed that exuded red light, his face was ferocious, and his face was full of pain.

The old beggar was tinkering with dozens of bottles and jars on the stone table nearby. From time to time, he took out one of the bottles and jars and poured some liquid or powdery things into a large stone bowl. In the middle, a few breaths later, the stone bowl in front of the old beggar was already filled with half a bowl of dark golden viscous liquid. This liquid exuded a faint metallic light, which was actually the same as the mysterious gold that the old beggar had used today. The light emitted when the body is the same.

"Little guy, it seems that this is a destined arrangement from God. The cold poison of the Ice Soul Xuan Frog and the insidious poison of Xuan Yin Qi will attack you at the same time. Now I am the only one in this world. The internal organs that have been tempered can withstand such extreme cold pressure. Oh, fate has played a trick on me. I didn’t want to accept you as my disciple, but now you have obtained my true inheritance! Your burden is heavy again!"

The old beggar sighed, with endless vicissitudes in his eyes, and poured the dark golden viscous liquid in the stone bowl into Chu Yan's mouth.

ps: Hehe, Xiaoqian has been tired and knelt down recently. I want to complain today. I don’t know how you feel about these consecutive plots. I don’t know how many brain cells Xiaoqian drained in order to write each plot well. Whoops! Finally, I hope everyone enjoys watching it!