Chapter 84 Life is on the line

The speed of the old man Yunkong is very fast, and ordinary people can't see anything about Mu Chen's injury, but this supreme strong man who is familiar with medicine is very clear that the injury of the teenager in his arms is fatal enough.

Looking at the old man who disappeared at the end, Lv Yan said anxiously, "Miss, no matter what, that guy is also a person from the Heavenly Medical Gate, going out with those zombies, just in case..."

"No, the master once said that there are few people who can be trusted in the Tianyi Gate, but this old man Yunkong is one of them. If you want to kill Mu Chen, you can do it in front of us." Although Meng Xue is also worried, waiting is her only choice. Now they are too small to face the real strong.

Meng Xue and Lv Yan left in another direction. The place they came, just before leaving the city, they turned around and looked at the blue sky: "Mu Chen, I will wait for you in the interior of the sky."

Fangtong City, an inn located in an uninhabited alley.

A young man in his 20 lay** with his eyes closed, and the old man was suspended with hundreds or even thousands of silver needles, shooting at the young man's veins from time to time.

"It shouldn't be. According to common sense, this kind of injury must be possessed by some powerful life and overuse the body, but how can no sign of another soul be found? It's too strange." The old man Yunkong frowned and couldn't help saying to himself. Although Mu Chen didn't see any substantial scars on the surface, the bones and skin of the whole body were affected by the energy at that moment. Cracks appeared in the depths of the bones, and death could come to this man at any time.

The old man Yunkong took out a small bottle, and the light cyan ** suddenly sprinkled out, constantly invading the gap of the tendons and veins. Suddenly, a purple gas rushed out of the body, and the cyan ** was burned out in an instant. The silver needle at the tendons kept trembling and may fly out of Mu Chen's body at any time.

"This is...! How could the ancient magic spirit be on this young man? I didn't expect that the legendary magic spirit would be on this young man. The old man Yunkong was shocked. Even when he was over a thousand years old, he had only heard this thing in the legend, and he never thought that it would exist in this young man's body.

Both hands quickly encourage the true qi and hold down the many silver needles firmly. Once the silver needles fly out, the ancient magic gas will hit the whole body again, and Mu Chen will definitely die.

However, while struggling to suppress the silver needle, the old man Yunkong also felt that the extremely serious internal injury in his body was healing. Although it was very slow, the old man could easily feel it with his strong soul power.

But even if you feel it, the speed of healing is too slow, and the ancient magic is extremely violent. Although the old man is extremely strong, it is not easy to suppress such power and steadily control the strength of the silver needle.

After taking a deep breath, a big knife suddenly appeared in his hand. It was the "broken knife", which constantly released the true air pressure silver needle in one hand, and the other hand clenched the big knife. The tip of the knife was placed on Mu Chen's chest, constantly emitting vibrating sound waves, gently dispelling the ancient magic gas, and trying to make those purple gases rush deep into the bones. chu.

After such a few days of stalemate, the old man's breath had already become messy. A trace of paleness oozed from the old wrinkles. Countless elixirs were suspended in the air. The aftershocks of the broken knife instantly turned it into powder, and the end of the medicine of different colors oozed out of the body from time to time.

Finally, the energy of Mu Chen's body* gradually calmed down. The soul power detected that countless scars were slowly healing in his body, and the vibrating silver needles gradually stabilized. The broken knife suspended in the air, like a sea god needle, suppressing the lush energy in Mu Chen's body.

The old man sighed and said, "Next, it's up to you. The trauma can still be cured, but it's hard to say who this body is.

After the old figure left the room, there was only one person left, standing there quietly, seemingly peacefully.

At this time, in the deepest part of Mu Chen's mind, there is a sphere in the center, wrapped in purple.

"Where is this?" Mu Chen suddenly opened her eyes, and the blue sky came into her eyes, lying on the thick grass, giving people a sense of peace.

not far away, a purple figure stood there, covered with purple scales, purple eyes and hair, and a tall figure, reflecting an extraordinary atmosphere. The man smiled and said, "For the first time, you and I think it's exactly the same."

"Who are you?" Mu Chen said quickly when he saw this, looking at the person opposite him with vigilance.

"Don't be nervous. Now I'm you, and you are me, as if I saved your life." The gorgeous purple figure had an evil smile on the corners of his mouth. Although he looked kind, Mu Chen felt the arrogance of the smile.

"Where is this? Who are you? Why am I here? What's your purpose!" Seeing the other party's smile, Mu Chen suddenly felt like he was the unexpressed fanaticism in his heart and shouted.

"If you have any questions, please speak slowly so that I can answer. Let me explain it to you slowly." The man replied leisurely, "First of all, I am you, and you are not me. Remember the trace of blood injected into your body, that is me. Because there is no body, I can only parasitize your body."

"At the beginning, I was just a trace of blood, and it can also be said that you gave me life, so you are my master. My nickname is Zidian, and I don't want to tell you my full name." Zidian said with a smile.

"As for where you are, it's easier to explain. I'm parasitize in your body. Now that you see me, it's naturally in your body." Zidian kept walking to Mu Chen, and his smile became more and more enchanting.

"The last two questions can be answered together." Zidian's laughter suddenly stopped, and his body slowly floated purple energy: "At your weakest moment, I summoned you here. As for my purpose, of course, is to let you stay here forever."

"What do you mean?" Mu Chen unconsciously stepped back two steps, and the purple arrogance suddenly surged all over his body.

Looking at Mu Chen like a purple video game, he laughed jokingly and said, "This is not bad for you. You are too weak. I can help you fulfill your wish. You can live forever in this world, and the price is only that fragile body."

"You mean you can't leave without defeating it, right?" Mu Chen suddenly shouted, and the purple-gold energy* in his hand, and his feet flashed. In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of the purple electricity, and a hand knife mixed with the violent purple-gold cut.

"Sneer!!!"

The same purple gold easily blocked this blow and looked at the surprised Mu Chen. Zidian said, "Because I am you, I also have the ancient magic spirit. I know you very well."

Mu Chen stared at the other party, and the purple-gold soared and rushed to the purple figure opposite again. The latter's hands were purple-gold, drawing two energy lights into the void, vertically crossed, and the purple-gold cross was thrown out and hit the oncoming Mu Chen heavily.

Mu Chen only felt that his whole body was shocked and his mind was dizzy. At this moment, he could not exert any strength. Is this the power of the ancient magic? Mu Chen resisted the severe pain and was about to stand up. A purple light suddenly flew by like a bullet and kicked out. The body that had just stood up flew hundreds of meters away again...

In the uninhabited alley of Fangtong City.

The two beautiful women slowly passed by and entered a dilapidated inn. One of the women bowed slightly and said, "Senior, has that man still been here for two years?"

"Cough." The old man coughed weakly and said slowly, "He hasn't woken up yet. As for when he can fully wake up, he can only see himself. Even I can't do anything."

However, while talking, the old man couldn't help looking at the little girl a few more and smiled with satisfaction, "Mengxue girl, in just two years, has crossed another level. This age is the strength of the fifth-class spiritual realm, and her future achievements must be extraordinary."

After Meng Xue and Lu Yan stayed here for a few days, they had to leave because of something in the clan.

Inexplicably in the nihilistic world.

A purple figure beat Mu Chen desperately. The latter was bruised and kept spitting blood in his mouth. After being punched in the chest by the other party, he fell to the ground again and looked at the already dark sky, as if he had suddenly found something. He smiled and looked coldly at the purple figure opposite him.

"Why are you laughing? Give me this body quickly, so that you don't have to suffer from this skin anymore. Do you really want to die?" Zidian roared, although it has always had an absolute advantage, but it seemed to be afraid of something.

"I finally understand that no matter how I am beaten, I will never die. The changes in the sky all depend on my mood, because the world is mine, including you." Mu Chen laughed wildly.