V2.Chapter 423
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.
At the level 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 saint was surprised.
Before the efficacy of the Huagong Powder in his body was over, 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 attainments in martial arts have reached the peak, but so what?
He will die soon.
In the world, there will be no more ancestors of Sikong.
"Yes, I am 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?
Before killing him, though, 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 saintess only saw two people who have practiced it, one is Yan Jiuchao, the other is the ancestor of Sikong. 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 and deal with your little great-grandson? I am fake, but that one is genuine."
Sikong Ye moved back, as if to avoid her dagger: "I'll give it or not, you won't let her go otherwise?"
He has already been fooled once, and letting him be fooled a second time 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 didn't mean that the masters under Sikongyun would let go.
But this, there is no need to let Ancestor Sikong know.
Sikong Ye's sharp eyes glared 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 will kill you first, then kill that girl, and when I turn the entire Mingshan upside down, I can't believe I can't find a book. Longevity!"
As soon as the words 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, 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 thrilling. 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 saint 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 the words fell, 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 Sikong Yun's grandfather. away.
When he walked into Mingshan, the vegetation on Mingshan withered.
He stepped on the icy bluestone floor step by step, and the floor seemed to be hot with 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, it is no wonder that Sikongyun's grandfather repeatedly told him, don't let the master of Sikong find out. The family has cultivated such a terrible master!
In the future, if she controls Sikong's house, she must protect Sikongyun's grandfather's house well.
But for now, they are grasshoppers on a rope.
The saint said to him, "The ancestors of Sikong have been hidden underground. The stones here are all Coiling Dragon Stones from the Sikong family. They are indestructible. I wonder if there is a way for Lord Mo to break them?"
"Humph!" The fifth-rank Asura King, who was called Zunzhu Mo, gave the saintess a look of indifference, walked to the organ, waved his hands, and motioned the saints to push away.
The saint made this act of dismissing the guy 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 saint reluctantly retreated into the secret room.
Mo Zun was so angry that he 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 dragon stone didn't 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 Coiling Dragon Stone, she would not be able to catch Old Ancestor Sikong for three days and three nights.
And once two days later, Ancestor Sikong recovers, what awaits her is not a good fruit.
Mo Zunzhu only used 30% of his skill, and he was not in a hurry if he didn't open it. He added another 20% of his internal strength. This time, although the Panlong Stone still did not leave, it shook with the naked eye.
The saint's eyes brightened
Moved, the Panlong Stone moved!
Hope 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 into a small crack!
The saint was overjoyed!
As expected of the Asura King, who is the pinnacle of the fifth-order, he can even crack the Coiling Dragon Stone, which is 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 saint?
I've been here for so long and I haven't seen her.
Doesn't she want to put her to death all the time? Why did it suddenly disappear?
"Hey." Yu Wan called out one of the disciples, "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 in the evening, not long after you went out, she also went out."
Yu Wan said again: "And then 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 shook, and Yu Wan stumbled. , almost fell!
She hurriedly held onto the door frame, and just as she stabilized her figure, the ground shook again!
She frowned: "What happened?!"
Sikong Changfeng's yard.
The little Gu Gu was lying on the back of the King of Ten Thousand Gus to make a fortune.
Bah!
It flipped over!
Huh!
It packs a nice little fist!
The old monk, the King of Ten Thousand Gus, entered into meditation, and did not move at all.
Little Gu Gu pulls out its worm whiskers!
Little Gu Gu pulled its horns!
The little Gu Gu aimed eighteen punches at its worm shell!
Swish!
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 coercion of the Senhan.
The King of Ten Thousand Gu looked in the direction of Mingshan, and with a move of pressure, the jade bottle exploded!
Eyah!
The little Gu Gu was so frightened that she hugged the horns of the Ten Thousand Gu King.
The Ten Thousand Gu King flew out domineeringly, so fast that he didn't even leave an afterimage.
The little Gu Gu, who was swayed by the blow, 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!
Mo Zunzhu used his internal strength to grab the seriously injured Sikong Ye, and pinched his neck in the air.
He is an unreachable god, an invincible king, and it is the wish of all the masters of the underworld to be able to defeat Patriarch Sikong with his own hands!
Sikong Ye's life is passing rapidly.
Master 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 critical moment, a scream sounded from the back of the tomb.
The mighty Gu King coercion swept through like waves, 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 clatter!
At the level 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 saint was surprised.
Before the efficacy of the Huagong Powder in his body was over, 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 attainments in martial arts have reached the peak, but so what?
He will die soon.
In the world, there will be no more ancestors of Sikong.
"Yes, I am 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?
Before killing him, though, 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 saintess only saw two people who have practiced it, one is Yan Jiuchao, the other is the ancestor of Sikong. 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 and deal with your little great-grandson? I am fake, but that one is genuine."
Sikong Ye moved back, as if to avoid her dagger: "I'll give it or not, you won't let her go otherwise?"
He has already been fooled once, and letting him be fooled a second time 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 didn't mean that the masters under Sikongyun would let go.
But this, there is no need to let Ancestor Sikong know.
Sikong Ye's sharp eyes glared 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 will kill you first, then kill that girl, and when I turn the entire Mingshan upside down, I can't believe I can't find a book. Longevity!"
As soon as the words 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, 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 thrilling. 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 saint 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 the words fell, 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 Sikong Yun's grandfather. away.
When he walked into Mingshan, the vegetation on Mingshan withered.
He stepped on the icy bluestone floor step by step, and the floor seemed to be hot with 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, it is no wonder that Sikongyun's grandfather repeatedly told him, don't let the master of Sikong find out. The family has cultivated such a terrible master!
In the future, if she controls Sikong's house, she must protect Sikongyun's grandfather's house well.
But for now, they are grasshoppers on a rope.
The saint said to him, "The ancestors of Sikong have been hidden underground. The stones here are all Coiling Dragon Stones from the Sikong family. They are indestructible. I wonder if there is a way for Lord Mo to break them?"
"Humph!" The fifth-rank Asura King, who was called Zunzhu Mo, gave the saintess a look of indifference, walked to the organ, waved his hands, and motioned the saints to push away.
The saint made this act of dismissing the guy 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 saint reluctantly retreated into the secret room.
Mo Zun was so angry that he 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 dragon stone didn't 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 Coiling Dragon Stone, she would not be able to catch Old Ancestor Sikong for three days and three nights.
And once two days later, Ancestor Sikong recovers, what awaits her is not a good fruit.
Mo Zunzhu only used 30% of his skill, and he was not in a hurry if he didn't open it. He added another 20% of his internal strength. This time, although the Panlong Stone still did not leave, it shook with the naked eye.
The saint's eyes brightened
Moved, the Panlong Stone moved!
Hope 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 into a small crack!
The saint was overjoyed!
As expected of the Asura King, who is the pinnacle of the fifth-order, he can even crack the Coiling Dragon Stone, which is 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 saint?
I've been here for so long and I haven't seen her.
Doesn't she want to put her to death all the time? Why did it suddenly disappear?
"Hey." Yu Wan called out one of the disciples, "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 in the evening, not long after you went out, she also went out."
Yu Wan said again: "And then 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 shook, and Yu Wan stumbled. , almost fell!
She hurriedly held onto the door frame, and just as she stabilized her figure, the ground shook again!
She frowned: "What happened?!"
Sikong Changfeng's yard.
The little Gu Gu was lying on the back of the King of Ten Thousand Gus to make a fortune.
Bah!
It flipped over!
Huh!
It packs a nice little fist!
The old monk, the King of Ten Thousand Gus, entered into meditation, and did not move at all.
Little Gu Gu pulls out its worm whiskers!
Little Gu Gu pulled its horns!
The little Gu Gu aimed eighteen punches at its worm shell!
Swish!
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 coercion of the Senhan.
The King of Ten Thousand Gu looked in the direction of Mingshan, and with a move of pressure, the jade bottle exploded!
Eyah!
The little Gu Gu was so frightened that she hugged the horns of the Ten Thousand Gu King.
The Ten Thousand Gu King flew out domineeringly, so fast that he didn't even leave an afterimage.
The little Gu Gu, who was swayed by the blow, 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!
Mo Zunzhu used his internal strength to grab the seriously injured Sikong Ye, and pinched his neck in the air.
He is an unreachable god, an invincible king, and it is the wish of all the masters of the underworld to be able to defeat Patriarch Sikong with his own hands!
Sikong Ye's life is passing rapidly.
Master 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 critical moment, a scream sounded from the back of the tomb.
The mighty Gu King coercion swept through like waves, 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 clatter!
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