The Miracle Doctor’s Two-Faced Toddler

   Chapter 568 [V423] The Power of the King of Ten Thousand Gus (two more)

The higher the realm of the    longevity art, the stronger the skill and the longer the lifespan obtained, but at the same time, the greater the backlash suffered by the full moon night.

  In the realm of Sikong Ye, the full moon night is as fragile as a baby these days.

When the    saintess threw him down, he didn't even have the strength to resist, all the pain that he couldn't feel in the past was pressed down exponentially in an instant, and cold sweat quickly broke out on his forehead.

   However, Rao was in such an embarrassing situation, and his eyes still burst out with an uninhibited cold light: "Are you a saint?"

  The Holy Maiden was surprised.

   The efficacy of Hua Gong Powder in his body has not yet expired, yet Patriarch Sikong could detect her breath?

   No, he didn't notice it, he saw it.

   With just a casual action, she can see her martial arts skills. She is indeed an ancestor. Her attainment in martial arts has reached the peak, but so what?

   He will die soon.

  In this world, there will be no ancestor Sikong anymore.

   "That's right, I'm the saint." The saint said recklessly. What could she hide from a dead person? Could it be that he was afraid that he would turn his back on him and take revenge on him? Does he have the patience?

   However, before killing him, the saint has one thing to do.

The    Holy Maiden crouched down and gently patted his face with a dagger. This seemingly harmless action was the ultimate insult to a master.

   Sikong Ye looked at her coldly.

The saint smiled lightly: "Don't look at me with this kind of eyes, you can't even squeeze an ant to death, could it be that I'm afraid of you? I ask you, where is the longevity formula? It's not the one offered by the Sikong family. This is the one you perfected!"

The longevity formula left by the ancestors of Sikong's family is a fragment. After so many years, the Holy Maiden has only seen two people who have practiced it. One is Yan Jiuchao and the other is Sikong Patriarch. The advantages of age and resources have a higher realm, so the longevity formula in his hand is bound to be more complete and better.

   Sikong Ye said weakly and sarcastically: "I want the longevity formula... dream!"

   The saint smiled and said, "Aren't you afraid that after I kill you in a while, I will turn around to deal with your little great-grandson? I am fake, but that one is genuine."

  Sikong Ye moved back, as if trying to avoid her dagger: "I'll give it or not, you won't let her off otherwise?"

   has been fooled once, let him be fooled a second time, it is not so easy!

  The saint said again: "Why don't we make a deal, you give me the longevity formula, and I will let that girl die."

   She let it go, it doesn't mean that the masters under Sikongyun will let go.

   But this, there is no need to let Ancestor Sikong know.

  Si Kongye's sharp eyes stared at her for a moment: "Do you think I will still believe you even now?"

   Saintess narrowed her eyes: "On a condition, how can you be willing to hand over the longevity formula?"

   "Your life." Sikong Ye said word by word.

The holy girl's eyes sank, and she stood up and said sternly: "It doesn't matter if you don't eat or drink for a toast, I'll kill you first, then kill that girl, and when I turn the entire Mingshan upside down, I don't believe I can't find a book. Longevity!"

As soon as the    voice fell, the saint clenched the dagger in her hand and stabbed Sikong Ye.

   And just as he was about to succeed, Sikong Ye touched the mechanism in the dark place, he pressed it down sharply, the floor cracked, and he fell.

   The Holy Maiden reached out to grab it, but the floor closed with a bang. The Holy Maiden pulled her hand back in time. It was too dangerous. If you were one step later, I was afraid that her hand would be cut off!

   No wonder the old guy kept moving backwards, she thought he was scared and wanted to avoid her dagger, but she didn't expect him to be approaching this organ.

The    Saintess also pressed the switch with her bare hands. Unfortunately, this is a self-help mechanism. Once it is locked from the inside, it can no longer be activated from the outside.

   "Damn!" The Holy Maiden gritted her teeth and stood up. She looked at the tightly closed floor and said disdainfully, "Do you think I can't catch you like this? Lord Mo, you can come in."

   After that, a man in a dark red cloak slowly entered the secret room.

He is seven feet tall, with a strong body and a strong aura. He is one of the three masters given to him by Sikongyun's grandfather. away.

  When he walked into Mingshan, the vegetation on Mingshan withered.

   He stepped on the icy bluestone floor step by step, the floor seemed to be hot from his inner strength, and hissing black smoke came out.

The saintess have never seen such a master in Sikong's family, except for the ancestor of Sikong, no wonder Sikongyun's grandfather repeatedly told him, don't let the family of Sikong find out, Sikongyun's grandfather's family is really daring, even hiding it from Sikong The family has cultivated such a terrible master!

   If she controls Sikong's house in the future, she must protect Sikongyun's grandfather's house well.

   But right now, they are grasshoppers on a rope.

The    saintess said to him: "Sikong ancestors hid them underground. The stones here are all made of the Sikong family's Panlong stone, which is indestructible. I wonder if there is a way for Lord Mo to smash them?"

   "Humph!" The fifth-rank Asura King, who was called Zunzhu Mo, gave the saintess a look of indifference, walked directly to the organ, waved his hands, and motioned the saints to push away.

The    saint made this act of dismissing the man a little annoyed. After all, she was the saint of the Underworld, and he didn't take himself seriously. If she didn't ask him, she would punish him.

  The Holy Maiden reluctantly retreated into the secret room.

  Mo Zun's anger sank into his dantian, raised his hand and shot a domineering qi into the ground. The qi was so powerful that even the entire tomb shook, but the Coiling Dragon Stone did not crack at all.

  The saintess was surprised, thanks to herself not listening to Sikong Yun's words, and quietly brought the master to Mingshan, otherwise, with the power of the dragon stone, she would not be able to catch the ancestor Sikong for three days and three nights.

   And once two days later, Patriarch Sikong recovered, what awaited her was not a good fruit.

   Lord Mo had only used 30% of his skill, and he wasn't in a hurry if he didn't open it. He added another 20% of his internal strength. This time, although the Panlong Stone still didn't leave, it shook with the naked eye.

   Holy Maiden's eyes lit up

   has moved, and the Coiling Dragon Stone has moved!

   is expected to open!

   Lord Mo shouted loudly, and with seven successes, he smashed the Coiling Dragon Stone under his feet with a fist!

  Click!

   The Coiling Dragon Stone was smashed with a tiny crack!

  The Holy Maiden was overjoyed!

   As expected of the Asura King at the pinnacle of the fifth rank, he could even crack the Coiling Dragon Stone that was rumored to be invincible!

   As Zunzhu Mo slammed down with each punch, the cracks on the Coiling Dragon Stone gradually became larger——

However, after Yu Wan returned to the yard, she went to pack some clothes for her great-grandfather, and then went to the kitchen to get some food. Sikong Ye didn't tell the third person about her weakness, so Yu Wan didn't say anything. She could eat, and everyone could see it. , only when she took it for herself.

   After she finished packing, she wondered if she should go to Yan Jiuchao's place for a while, and suddenly felt that something was wrong...

Eh?

   What about the Saintess?

  I have been here for so long and have not seen her.

   Doesn't she want to kill her all the time? Why did it suddenly disappear?

   "Hey." Yu Wan stopped a disciple of Sasao, "Have you seen my sister?"

   The disciple shook his head.

   Yu Wan asked, "Have you not seen her all day?"

  The disciple thought for a while: "I saw it just now."

   "When?" Yu Wan asked.

  The disciple said: "It was evening, not long after you went out, she also went out."

  Yu Wan said again: "And never came back?"

   "Yeah." The disciple nodded.

"Inexplicably disappearing, it's not a good thing to see! No, I have to find her!" Yu Wan turned to look for the saint, but just as she crossed the threshold, the ground suddenly trembled, and Yu Wan stumbled. , almost fell!

   She hurriedly held onto the door frame, and just as she stabilized her body, the ground shook again!

   She frowned: "What happened?!"

   Sikong Changfeng's courtyard.

   The little Gu Gu is lying on the back of the King of Ten Thousand Gus, doing a fortune.

  呔!

  It flipped!

  Hoohoo!

   It packs a nice little fist!

  The old monk, the King of Ten Thousand Gus, entered into meditation and did not move at all.

  Small Gu pulls out its beards!

   Little Gu Gu pulled its horns!

   The little Gu Gu aimed at its worm shell and sent eighteen punches!

  Shoo!

  The King of Ten Thousand Gu opened his eyes, and a light as sharp as an ice blade instantly filled the surroundings.

   Little Gu Gu Rao was on its back, and was instantly stunned by the pressure of the forest cold.

  The King of Ten Thousand Gu looked in the direction of Ming Mountain, and with a move of pressure, the jade bottle exploded!

  Yeah!

   The little Gu Gu was so frightened that he hugged the horns of the Ten Thousand Gu King.

  The King of Ten Thousand Gu flew out domineeringly, so fast that he didn't even leave an afterimage.

   The little Gu Gu, who was blown away, shivered...

   The Panlong Stone was completely cracked, and the pressure from the fifth-order peak Shura King caused Sikong Ye's tendons to reverse, and his bones were broken!

   Lord Mo used his internal strength to grab the seriously injured Sikong Ye, and grabbed his neck in the air.

   He is an unreachable **** and an invincible king. It is the wish of all masters of the underworld to defeat the ancestor Sikong with his own hands!

   Sikong Ye's life is passing rapidly.

   Lord Mo's right hand controlled the internal force and pinched him, and the palm of his left hand held a dagger and stabbed it towards Sikong Ye's heart!

   At the moment of the close call, a scream sounded from the back of the tomb.

  The mighty Gu King's pressure swept like a wave, and the dagger that was about to stab Sikong Ye's heart was crushed into a curved bow, and fell to the ground with a bang!

   (end of this chapter)