Chapter 1195

The sound of "bang bang" sounded in Mo Wen's mind. At this moment, even Mo Wen's whole body bones were gradually corrupted under the attack of snake venom.

Don't ask the body full of holes. It's getting thin in circles. If it wasn't for the firm mind and the great improvement of cultivation, I'm afraid that anyone would have already lost their souls under such poison.

But until now, Mo Wen still insists that he is not willing to die, because he has not rescued his mother, helped the beloved female ghost to recast her body, has not seen the coming child, and has not completed the task of ghost gate

There are too many things waiting for him to do, too many regrets left in his heart, how can you let him die?

However, no matter how unwilling and struggling he is, it will not help. The sharp poison is beyond his current strength.

The only way to survive is to be advanced and get a chance to fight against the poison. Then the poison can be solved.

After all, there is no aura of heaven and earth. It is not suitable for cultivation. The only thing that can be used is Bai Chongxi's cultivation power.

"Am I really destined to die here today?" Don't smile. At the moment, the poison in his body is about to invade the heart. Once the poison invades the heart, his whole body will collapse.

He didn't expect that Bai Chongxi's martial arts were extremely poisonous, which he never thought.

In the face of death, don't ask, but this time I feel wronged.

"Creak, creak!" The black lines, in Mo Wen's skeleton like body, continue to spread, and gradually toward its heart.

Under the extensive corrosion of the body, Mo Wen's whole body and mind suffered from serious internal injuries. At the moment, he was also powerless. He could only watch the poisonous black lines invading the heart.

"Xiaoyi, my children, and my women... Goodbye!" A familiar name murmured from his mouth, don't ask desperate closed eyes, at this moment, he has no hope, can only quietly wait for death.

After all, he is a man, not a God. There is no supernatural power that can bring himself back to life.

In Mo Wen's spirit consciousness, there is only the wind of death, which is like a knife. It cuts Mo Wen's body so hard that his skeleton turns into black blood and falls in the wind.

This scene, extremely tragic, a living life, is rapidly disappearing.

However, when the poison was about to arrive at Mo Wen's heart, it suddenly changed.

I saw Mo asked eyebrows, suddenly a burst of colorful God awn burst out.

"Sure!" That colorful God awn distortion deformation, instantly turned into a white haired old man, from its mouth, spit out a simple vicissitudes of the charm, fiercely fell on Mo Wen.

"Shua!" The huge Rune quickly enveloped Mo Wen's whole body. All the black lines of snake venom in Mo Wen's body immediately stagnated, as if restricted by some rule.

"Patron saint!" See the old man, don't ask that spilling black blood in the eyes, can't help bursting out of the sky ecstatic.

"Fortunately, Lao Jiu broke the seal in time and came to the rescue. If not, you will die today!" Soul Ring patron saint eyes swept Mo asked, immediately murmured.

It turns out that when the guardian God decided to come with Mo Wen to treat Bai Chongxi, Mo Wen didn't know that Bai Chongxi's cultivation power had been absorbed by the soul ring. In this way, the guardian God indirectly absorbed the aura of heaven and earth, refined and absorbed, and broke the seal.

Until now, the patron saint achieved his wish and successfully broke the seal, thus recovering some magical powers.

Just now, it's "settled!" The word formula is one of the many magical powers of the patron saint, the technique of body fixation.

This body fixing skill is a special power contained in the cultivation method of ghosts and spirits. As long as you don't ask about the successful advancement, you can also practice this method.

Although this skill is not as rebellious as the ghost pagoda, it's also a very effective killing move. It can have a surprising effect against the enemy.

When the cultivation of this technique reaches the extreme, it can not only calm the enemy's body, but also calm the mind, soul and everything of the enemy, making it unable to move in a short time and can only be slaughtered.

Of course, there is also a prerequisite for using this move, that is, one's own strength must be close to or better than that of the enemy. Otherwise, if the enemy is too strong, using this move rashly will not work, but will suffer serious retaliation.

The stronger the enemy's accomplishments are, the greater the backfire will be. This is also the advantage and disadvantage of this move.

Originally, with the current cultivation of the patron saint, it was impossible to stop Mo Wen at all, because Mo Wen was dying and had no strength to fight against him, but it was not difficult to stop him.

"Master, can you help me get rid of the poison in my body?" See the patron saint a word body, make poison stop spreading, don't ask not from looking forward to patron saint, ecstatic asked.

"I'm sorry, master. I can only temporarily fix the time when you are poisoned. If you can't untie the poison during this time, I can't help it!" The patron saint hears the words and immediately answers according to the facts.

What he said is also true. After all, as he just broke the seal, this magic power has not returned to the peak of the past. It is already the limit to be able to hold a stick of incense for a long time.

"A stick of incense time... Is OK. With the buffer of this time, maybe you can find a way to detoxify!" Mo Wen Yan immediately nodded with a bitter smile.

Now, he is lucky to delay a long time.

"Master, please help me summon the snake scale ancestor and the Tang clan grandmother to help me. There are three female ghosts. I haven't seen them for a long time. If they help me, I may be able to detoxify them by force..." Mo Wen, because he is settled, can't move, so he has to give the hope of living to the guardian God of soul ring.

"No problem, master, wait for me for a moment!" The voice of the patron saint quickly came from Mo Wen's ear. As soon as the voice fell, he saw that the light flashed, and several white lights had come to Mo Wen's side.

"Master..." snake scale ancestor, Tang clan grandmother, Bai Xueer, Alice and Qi Xinxin all said in one voice.

"Master, your spirit is poisoned. It's not good..." there are three female ghosts and two evil spirits. Only the spirit of Tang clan's grandmother is the highest. As soon as you get close to Mo Wen, you will be far behind Mo Wen.

"Yes, I call you out this time to find a way to detoxify!" Don't ask, but smile bitterly.

"Let me try!" As soon as her voice fell, she turned into a white light and quickly went to the top of Mo Wen's head.

The entrance of Tang clan grandmother, in Mo Wen's spirit, galloped very fast, and her heart was also secretly anxious. He knew that Mo Wen had only a little time to burn incense. If the time came, it would be mo Wen's deadline. It was up to him to save his master.

A few ghosts, who are in a hurry, also make full use of their speed. They penetrate through countless virus circles like dragons, spreading their minds to the largest extent, and constantly searching for the poisoning situation in front of them.

Time goes by quietly. With the help of several ghosts, half a pillar of incense passes in a twinkling of an eye, but it still gets nothing, and there is no sign of improvement at all.

Granny Tangmen was so anxious that she turned around quickly and flew to the right side, peeping and trying to find a way to detoxify. However, with the passage of time, the hope became more and more dim.

The whole spirit of Mo Wen is full of poison. There is no chance to detoxify it.

It seems that it's not far away from the time of a stick of incense, but the granny of Tang clan and some female ghosts collide with each other in Mo Wen's spirit, and they can't find the target at all.

"My master is very kind to me. If it wasn't for him, I would not have been able to do ghost work. Anyway, I will save his life today..."

The three ghost spirits looked at each other and had the same idea of saving Mo Wen. In a hurry, they suddenly opened their mouths and spewed out a breath of aura, rolled down crazily, and integrated into Mo Wen's spirit, making their speed increase several times.

However, even if their own speed is improved to the extreme, a few female ghost spirits still can't find any target. It's very difficult to be in this poisonous spirit body.

In my heart, I silently estimated the time. Seeing that the time limit of the incense was approaching, several female ghost spirits could not help roaring wildly, turned into a torrential sound explosion, and suddenly exploded in the whole spirit body.

"Why? Why on earth? Why is it so hard to save my master? " The roar of the Tang clan's grandmother is like a question to the sky, echoing through the whole illusory space for a long time.

At the moment, he is in complete despair. The illusory face floating in front of him is shedding two lines of tears of grief and indignation, turning into a towering red light and spreading wildly around.

Under the impact of the murderous red awn, all the poisons nearby suddenly collapsed, exploded into dregs and turned into pieces.

"Together, we can try to save the master's life!" At this time, a voice of infinite vicissitudes suddenly sounded in the ears of several ghosts.

The voice was so ethereal that it was hard for even the grandmother of Tangmen to tell where it came from.

"Who are you?" Suddenly hearing this strange voice, grandma of Tangmen was surprised.

"I'm the patron saint of soul ring. If I want to save my master Xing's life, I'll do as I say. If it's another second in the evening, my master will surely die!" When the voice came, it suddenly disappeared and never spoke again.

"Well, I believe you, but if you deceive me, I will tear you to pieces!" Grandma Tangmen's warning turned into a roaring sound and resounded through the void. The tip of it was a crazy turn and quickly joined forces with several female ghosts. No matter what this guy said was true or false, grandma Tangmen and other ghosts could only gamble.

At the speed of tearing the void, the power of several ghosts quickly merged. Suddenly, this power, with dazzling white light, appeared in front of Mo Wen