Chapter 2189： Bad immortality

On the void stage.

Sheng Yuewu Sheng floated quietly in the void, blood constantly overflowing from his mouth and nose, and he made a muffled muffled noise.

Her clothes and hair accessories are intact, she still looks dignified and not at all embarrassed.

From the outside, she seemed unscathed.

But in fact, the poisonous black needle has penetrated her soul.

The pink soul in her mind has been eroded to black by the poison, and her consciousness has fallen into a coma.

The extremely complex poison is crazily eroding her spirit and depriving her of spirit power.

Her life is hanging by a thread.

Ji Tianxing flew up to the front, glanced at her indifferently, and muttered to himself: "Such a vicious hidden weapon is really self-inflicted and you cannot live!"

He has no mercy for such a vicious-hearted woman.

Fortunately, he was prepared and strong enough to dissolve the conspiracy of Shen Yue Wusheng.

If not, he was hit by the poisonous black needle and ended up just like Shen Yue Wusheng.

At this moment, Yuan Chong, who was on the white disc, shouted anxiously: "Shen Yue Wusheng admits defeat! Ji Tianxing, are you not leaving quickly?"

He knew very well that Shen Yue Wusheng was already hanging by a thread.

As long as Ji Tian moves his fingers, he can completely kill Wusheng Shen Yue.

On the empty stage, Ji Tianxing heard Yuan Chong's voice and glanced at him.

In fact, he didn't need to guess that Shen Yue Wusheng's despicable methods were mostly related to Yuan Chong.

Seeing that Yuan Chong is so anxious and angry now, he is more certain of his thoughts.

Soon, Yuan Chong personally entered the Void Platform, picked up Wusheng Shen Yue who was unconscious, and checked her injuries.

Seeing that her spirit had been festered and mutilated, and was horribly corroded by the poison, Yuan Chong was heartbroken dripping blood!

He turned his head to look at Ji Tianxing, and shouted grimly: "Ji Tianxing! You **** bastard, you are so vicious!

Shen Yue only offended you in words, you actually want to put her to death! "

Ji Tianxing stared at him blankly, and said indifferently: "I'm just using the way of a person to treat his body.

If it is vicious, it is her.

Of course, she was just a stupid pawn.

The real **** person is behind the scenes! "

After that, Ji Tianxing took a deep look at Yuan Chong, then turned and left.

Yuan Chong's heart was guilty when he saw his eyes with profound meaning, and a deep jealousy poured out of his heart.

But he quickly suppressed the distracting thoughts in his heart, and quickly hugged Wu Sheng Shen Yue, returning to the white light disc like a flash of lightning.

"Quick! Come and help, save Shen Yue!"

He flew back to the crowd, placed Shen Yue Wusheng on the ground, and quickly used his power to cure him.

Qingshan Martial Saint and several young martial sages hurriedly gathered around, looking at Wusheng Shen Yue anxiously.

After a while, everyone found out Shen Yue's injuries and frowned fiercely, showing a look of worry.

"His Royal Highness, the black needle shot by Ji Tianxing is very poisonous! We must take out the black needle to get rid of the poison in her soul."

"Shen Yue Wusheng's spirit has been eroded so badly, even if it can be saved, it will suffer a sharp drop in skill and even impair consciousness."

"Ji Tianxing, this bastard, is too mean and too vicious!"

Several young martial arts sages all talked in voice transmission, filled with righteous indignation.

Yuan Chong glanced at everyone with a cold look, and said with a dark face: "This seat asked you to help take out the poisonous black needle, but it didn't make you talk too much!

As for the power of the poisonous black needle, this seat knows better than you! "

Hearing what he said, several Martial Saints suddenly realized and understood the origin of the poisonous black needle.

One of the young martial sages said without hesitation: "Since the poisonous black needle belongs to the Fourth Royal Highness, you can quickly take the antidote to cure Shen Yue Wusheng?"

Yuan Chong immediately became furious, slapped his hand on the young Wusheng’s face, and scolded angrily: “Fool! The poisonous black needle is specifically designed to deal with Ji Tianxing, where is the antidote?”

That young Martial Saint was humiliated in public when he was humiliated.

But he didn't dare to resist, let alone get angry with Yuan Chong, he could only cover his cheeks, and retired only as promised.

In the end, Qingshan Wusheng and Yuan Chong joined forces to remove the poisonous needle from Shen Yue's body.

Yuan Chong collected the poisonous needle, and everyone joined hands to cast the spell to help Shen Yue get rid of the poison in the soul.

It's a pity that Shen Yue has been poisoned too deeply, even if several martial sages join forces, they can't completely get rid of it.

Moreover, the fight against war will continue.

Qingshan Wusheng and Yuan Chong were both on stage to compete, which naturally delayed the treatment.

After several martial sages have competed, more than half an hour has passed.

At this time, Shen Yue Wusheng's injuries finally stabilized.

However, she was still in a coma, and her soul was riddled with corruption, and she was on the verge of collapse.

In the dark soul, there is still a strong poison that is deeply rooted.

She must find a place that can detoxify, and it takes hundreds of years to slowly get rid of the remaining poisonous.

However, the trauma of the soul has been irreparable, basically impossible to recover.

Even if a hundred years later, all the poison in her spirit was wiped out, her strength would never recover.

Simply put, Shen Yue Wusheng has been abandoned.

As a result, Yuan Chong, Qing Shan Wu Sheng and others were very depressed.

At the same time, everyone's hearts are burning with anger, hating Ji Tianxing!

Not far away, Ji Tianxing, Lu Baishuang and others looked at all this indifferently.

Lu Baishuang, Zhuo Mingqi, and Mu Changtian didn't have a trace of sympathy in their hearts, only reconciliation and hatred.

"Huh! Sage Shen Yuewu has a vicious mind and wants to kill Young Master Ji with a poisonous needle. Now that he has ended up like this, he deserves the blame and deserves it!"

"Fortunately, Young Master Ji is very strong and he has taken precautions long ago, otherwise he would be the one who was seriously injured and unconscious.

"Sure enough, we didn't guess wrong, Yuan Chong, Qingshan Wusheng and others will definitely try to deal with Master Ji."

Bailong hovered over Ji Tianxing's shoulders, with a sneer in his eyes, and said in a playful tone: "If you don't die, you won't die, but that little girl just doesn't understand!

This insidious trick of carving insects, Lord Long would have done it when he was playing in the mud! "

Ji Tianxing patted his forehead and motioned him to say a few words less.

It didn't take long for the second round of competition was over.

Fourteen Wusheng powerhouses, after fierce competition, decided the winner.

Seven martial sages, including Mu Changtian, Jiujiu and Shen Yue Wusheng, were all defeated and eliminated.

The seven people who successfully advanced to the third round of the competition are Ji Tianxing, Taihao Yunqi, Qingshan Wusheng, Tianxin Wusheng, Chaoying, Yuan Chong and Atal Wusheng.

Atar Wusheng is a foreign race, wearing a fiery red robe and a dark gold crown.

He has long fiery red hair, golden eyes, and a fluffy beard on his lower jaw, which is quite exotic.

He is the contemporary king of the Yanling Clan, and he is also a powerhouse of the seventh level of the Martial Saint Realm.

In the two consecutive sacred meetings, he ranked third, second only to Taihao Yunqi, and stronger than Qingshan Wusheng!

(End of this chapter)