The Mighty Cauldron: Extreme Alchemist! Chapter 2019: : Unhealable wounds

Sun Yunling has no regrets and no regrets, and is willing to contribute all his vitality to the Hidden Killing Hall Master, and his body shrivels with aging visible to the naked eye. E "small ┡" said Ww%W. Ω1XIAOSHUO. ＣＯＭ

He knows that he is dying, but this is not important. What is important is that his beloved has a chance to be resurrected. As long as his master takes action, there is nothing he can't do.

When Sun Yunling fell to the ground, like a skinny corpse, the broken jade pendant in his hand was still not put down, even if his life was almost gone, Sun Yunling still regarded it as more important than his own life.

"Xiaomeng, we can meet again soon." Sun Yunling lay on the ground, with a smile on his shriveled face, his eyes gradually diminished, and the last trace of life was sucked into the copper coffin. .

Soon, Sun Yunling didn't have any movement, and completely died here, before this bronze coffin, until his breath was cut off from vitality and dried up, the broken jade pendant was still held in Sun Yunling's hand and did not loosen Pass a little bit.

At this moment, the sound of breathing gradually sounded in the copper coffin, and a terrifying and powerful aura spread out, causing the entire underground palace to vibrate.

An eyeball appeared here, without even looking at Sun Yunling who was already dead on the ground, he sank directly into the copper coffin.

Om! ! ! !

There were faint lights in the copper coffin, rushing out of the barrier of the underground palace, and rushing directly to the ground.

Fang Qingye, who was constantly confronting Mo Shouhei, suddenly changed her face, and immediately looked in the direction where the gloomy light appeared, with a rare solemn color in her eyes.

Mo Shouhei gave a weird smile, and his heart settled a lot, knowing that another ancient spirit incarnation had awakened.

"Fang Qingye, I am afraid you are going to miscalculate." Mo Shouhei said sarcastically.

Fang Qingye's expression remained unchanged, and she calmly said: "At least everything now is not out of my expectation. Even if the person wakes up, he can't change much. The distant water can't save the nearby fire."

Mo Shouhei snorted: "A distant water can't save a near fire, but you still underestimate the strength of the first generation demon saint, he is not so easy to solve it, and your son seems to be there, too. As long as you take him in your hand, everything will be solved."

Fang Qingye frowned. He understood what Mo Shouhei meant. He was telling himself that if the first demon saint was really forced to desperate, he would do everything to **** the reincarnation of Fang Lin’s soul. Dan.

In fact, this level of concern has always existed in Fang Qingye's heart, but there is no good solution. It is the limit for him to appear here as a clone to block the blackness, and the body cannot be divided. Put your energy to deal with other things, otherwise there will be a greater crisis.

The same is true for Bai Qingxue. She must assist Fang Qingye’s body to guard that place. After all, Fang Qingye has separated a clone, and her body strength is somewhat affected. Without Bai Qingxue’s help, she guards it. It's really difficult.

As for whether Fang Lin would face the danger of being robbed by the first demon sage desperately, Fang Qingye didn’t think too much about it. At this time, he couldn’t cover everything. The risks that he should bear are still to be borne. It is impossible to do everything In Fang Qingye's grasp, none of the Gu Ling incarnations is a leisurely generation, so naturally they won't follow your heart obediently.

"You should take care of yourself first." Fang Qingye didn't want to talk too much with Mo Shouhei. When she shot her, she was even more powerful than before.

Stuck in the darkness, is it possible that Fang Qingye still had some reservations before this clone, didn't he do his best?

But now whether it is Shou Hei or Fang Qingye knows that the fight between the two of them is not very important, because it is destined to be difficult to distinguish between the victory and the defeat, and the life and death of the first generation demon saint is the most important.

At this moment, in the place where the gloomy light emerged, the underground palace trembled, and the copper coffin appeared.

A dry palm suddenly protruded from the gap of the coffin lid, pushing the heavy coffin lid aside.

This palm is described as withered, as if there is only a layer of dark old skin covering the bones, but this palm is plumping up to the naked eye.

"For so many years, I can finally recover." The vicissitudes of life and gloomy voice sounded, and a pair of stern eyes in the copper coffin opened.

Boom! ! !

The lid of the coffin was shocked and flew out. The figure in the copper coffin immediately sat up, opened his mouth and inhaled, all the creatures within a radius of five thousand miles, including every plant and tree, withered instantly. 'S vitality was sucked into the body of the Hidden Killing Hall Master.

I saw that his body is no different from ordinary people, but he is still a little sunken where his heart is.

"Huh?" The Hidden Killing Hall Master looked down at his heart, feeling a little surprised.

Immediately, the host of the hidden killing was a little unpleasant, remembering that he had fought to the death with Hou Yi, and was hit by him with a punch.

It was this punch that made the Hidden Killing Hall Master unable to slow down for so many years, and at this moment, even after absorbing such a huge amount of vitality, the injury in his heart still has not been completely healed.

It seems that no matter how much vitality he talks about, the injury in his heart will not heal, and it will always be a fatal place for him.

"It's a pity that you Houyi is dead, but I'm still alive. Even if you brought me indelible injuries, I still won." The Hidden Killing Hall Master jumped out of the copper coffin. The copper coffin shattered.

Falling into the underground palace, the Hidden Killing Hall Master finally glanced at the dead Sun Yunling, even with a smile on his face.

"Fool, how can the dead be resurrected? You can go with peace of mind." The Hidden Killing Hall Master said indifferently, crushing Sun Yunling's corpse with one foot, and turning it into powder along with the jade pendant.

Boom! ! !

The underground palace collapsed and was buried together with Sun Yunling's broken body, while the Hidden Killing Hall Master went straight to the place where the first demon saint was.

His awakening ~IndoMTL.com~ also has a somewhat compelling meaning in it. If it hadn't been for the first generation demon saint to encounter a crisis that was difficult to resolve, he wouldn't wake up so early.

Only he is the only one who can resolve the crisis of the first generation demon sage at the moment. Once the first generation demon sage dies, it is also a great loss to their ancient spirit incarnation.

As soon as the Hidden Killing Hall Master came, the first generation Demon Sage had already reached the limit in the face of the four great monsters, and once again used the ancient spirit mystery to restore himself.

But in this way, the first generation demon sage also lost the last means of life-saving, and the four great monsters also saw the opportunity, fighting for the price of being severely injured by the first generation demon sage, forcibly entangled the first generation demon sage .

Fang Lin followed closely and saw a large amount of demon blood spilling into the sky, and even more painful roars sounded.

The four great alien beasts all caused heavy injuries, almost unsustainable, and the first generation of demon saints was also seriously injured and dying, to the point where the oil was exhausted.

"Hahahaha! You can't kill me! No one can kill me!" Suddenly, the first generation demon sage burst into laughter.

(End of this chapter)