My Master is Lin Zhengying

The remnant soul of the demon girl watched the sword pass by amidst the hatred.

The next moment, the soul disappeared, turned into a little brilliance, and the soul flew away.

The moment the witch's soul disappeared, the mad corpses and the dead corpses let out a low growl.

Then the seven orifices bled and fell to the ground dead.

The big red centipede has a symbiotic relationship with the witch.

After a neigh, he fell heavily to the ground, dead.

For a moment, more than a hundred dead and wild corpses were silent and all died.

In the field, only Nan Chen, Jiu Shu, Simu Taoist, Master Yixiu, Qiu Sheng and others were left.

When Wencai saw it, he let out a sharp breath.

Sitting on the pile of corpses, his hands were shaking.

Qingqing was also panting heavily, and she couldn't hold on anymore.

Jia Le and Qiu Sheng had higher cultivation bases and better physical strength, and they were also drenched in sweat at the moment.

Look at everything around you and smile.

Master Yixiu looked at his junior brother Mandi, shouted "Namo Amitabha Buddha", and then closed his eyes and recited the scriptures.

With so many people dead, what he can do now is to chant scriptures to save lives.

The Taoist priest with four eyes let out a long sigh and walked towards Uncle Jiu.

Uncle Jiu, on the other hand, said to everyone:

"Are you all right?"

"It's okay, master!"

"Just a little tired!"

"..."

Only then did Qiu Shengwen speak.

But Nan Chen didn't feel so good.

After he restrained his profound energy, his chest ached more and more.

She was slapped by the witch before, and she knew she was poisoned.

Now she found that her chest hurt even more.

He pulled off his shirt to examine the injury.

But he found that the entire chest was covered with black meridians.

At the same time, black blood beads seeped from the skin.

"damn it……"

Nan Chen gritted his teeth, not knowing what kind of poison it was.

Not far away, Uncle Jiu and Daoist Simu couldn't help but change their expressions when they saw this.

"Nan Chen, you are injured!"

After speaking, he hurried over.

Nan Chen is his precious lump, the most valued apprentice, who he considers to be his successor.

The four-eyed priest saw him and walked forward.

Seeing Uncle Jiu coming over, Nan Chen showed a wry smile:

"Master, I seem to be poisoned."

"Poisoned, quickly let Master take a look..."

Uncle Jiu said anxiously.

Looking closer, he was shocked.

"Ah! The toxin has spread."

"Junior brother, come quickly, come here..."

Uncle Jiu yelled.

In terms of medical treatment and other aspects, Uncle Jiu is not as good as Daoist Simu.

Seeing Uncle Jiu's tone, Taoist Master Simu also quickened his pace.

Qiusheng Wencai, Jiale Qingqing, Master Yixiu, etc.

At this moment, they were all attracted and ran towards Nan Chen.

The four-eyed Taoist priest took a closer look, and also showed a shocked expression:

"This is, this is the Hundred Poison Palm of the Ten Thousand Gu Sect..."