They came from the one-star sect, the Cloud Mist Sect, so they had a lot of anti-poison pills on them. However, in the face of Mu Qian's strange poison, the effect was obviously much worse, making them suffer unspeakably.
Yun Hua said, "What a vicious little girl. I really misjudged you."
Mu Qian laughed mockingly, "Trash to the Snow Continent's number one strange uncle, blame me for being blind!"
Mu Qian had never been a harmless little rabbit, everything was just Yun Hua's wishful thinking.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
They were poisoned, and their spiritual power was somewhat unstable. With the two Holy Beasts working together, it was difficult for them to deal with.
"Yun Daren, we must think of a way, otherwise we won't be able to hold on."
"Nephew Yun, we must find a way to cure the poison."
At this time, the fire was burning their eyebrows, and they were also very anxious.
The poison was affecting their strength, but they couldn't even deal with a little King Stage girl.
"Swish!" A medicine needle brushed past Yun Hua's ear, almost scraping his skin.
Yun Hua said, "Xi girl, I've been taking care of you all this way, are you going to bite the hand that feeds you?"
Mu Qian nodded her head and said: "Yes! You've been taking care of me all this time, right? Am I not repaying you now? "
"Repaying? You call this repaying?" Yun Hua's face was ashen.
"It doesn't matter if you don't think it's okay, as long as I think it is." Mu Qian's mouth curved into a sneer, and the Flame Dragon Sword once again whistled out.
"Flame Dragon's Final Strike!"
"Rumble!"
Because of the poison, Yun Hua lost control of his spiritual power. This time, he couldn't dodge Mu Qian's attack.
For a moment, his clean white robe was burned into a few big holes by the fire dragon, and a lot of his fine black hair was also burnt.
"You …" Yun Hua glared at Mu Qian with incomparable anger, wishing he could tear her to pieces.
However, he was completely at a disadvantage in this aspect, so he absolutely wouldn't lose his mind and fight with Mu Qian.
Yun Hua no longer attacked Mu Qian, but instead grabbed Nan Chao.
Nan Chao exclaimed, "Yun Daren, you …"
"Shut up!"
With the current situation, their group would be cleaned up by that girl, so he had to escape quickly!
The fastest way to escape was to open the altar and enter the Southern Mist Divine Pagoda.
Mu Qian knew what Yun Hua was planning, so she also chased after him. Seeing that Mu Qian was about to approach him, Yun Hua hurriedly said, "Stop her! Stop him at all costs. "
Even if they were poisoned, they could still barely stop Mu Qian who was a King.
Nan Chao shouted, "Lord Yun, don't! I haven't had enough rest. "
"I don't have enough spiritual power, it's not enough …"
The current Yun Hua did not have much patience. He coldly said, "Why do you have so much nonsense to say?"
Carrying Yun Hua, he walked up to the altar. With a swing of his longsword, he made a deep cut on Nan Chao's wound.
"Ah!" Nan Chao let out a heart-wrenching scream. Yun Hua was truly ruthless. If such a deep wound was not treated properly, his hand would be crippled.
Blood continuously flowed into the entrance of the altar. It was unknown how much blood had flowed, but the altar did not react at all.
On the other side, the Smoke Cloud Sect's elders were losing more and more people. Yun Hua coldly said, "Truly a piece of trash!"
Nan Chao, who had lost too much blood, was deathly pale. He said, "I … I really can't take it anymore. Lord Yun, please spare me!"
"Cough, cough, cough!" Yun Hua waved his hand and threw some pills into Nan Chao's mouth.
In an instant, Nan Chao's spiritual power skyrocketed. "It's definitely because you don't have enough spiritual power. Replenish your spiritual power, and you'll be able to open it."
The frightening spiritual power rampaged, almost bursting through his meridians. Nan Chao's forehead was covered in beads of sweat. He felt extremely uncomfortable.
Although the pills could raise his spiritual power to its peak, once the effects of the pills wore off, he would become completely useless.
Nan Chao glared at Yun Hua and said, "Yun Hua, you're so ruthless! So ruthless!"
Yun Hua disapproved of his accusation.
Although his method was extreme, it was effective.
The Southern Mist Divine Race, which had been silent all this time, suddenly exploded into a commotion.
"Boom boom boom!"
The altar slowly moved away, revealing a path.
"Bang!" Yun Hua threw the half-dead Nan Chao to the side as if he was throwing trash.
He looked at the others and said. "The passage has been opened. Don't bother with this little girl. Let's go in quickly!"
"Yes!"
Just as they were about to rush in, a few white figures passed by. The Snow Emperor coldly said. "If you want to enter the Celestial Pagoda, you'll have to ask for my permission first."
Yun Hua's face was gloomy. "Snow Emperor, I didn't expect you to come here alive. I won't let you ruin my good fortune."
Next, the people of the Smoke Cloud Sect and the people of the Snow Emperor started fighting.
Mu Qian said. "Wudi, Little Red, let them fight! Let's go! "
The purple figure rushed into the passage under the altar. Yun Hua cursed. "Damn it!"
The Snow Emperor murmured in a low voice. "You're too heartless! Leaving me behind like this. "
"Boom!"
Mu Qian had already walked down the stairs while the battle was going on.
She didn't know how long it would take to reach the end of the stairs. The surroundings were so dark that she couldn't even see her fingers. After walking for a while, three light blue doors appeared in front of her.
There were three identical doors for Mu Qian to choose. Mu Qian whispered. "Wudi, Little Red, which one do you want to choose?"
Little Red said. "I believe Master will choose the best one."
"Me too." Wudi said.
Mu Qian raised her hand and said. "The one on the left is good."
"Bang!" As soon as Mu Qian touched the door, she felt a force pulling her in.
She seemed to have come to a blue glass world. A mechanical voice came out. "Bone age 16 years old, Second-Stage Spirit King, Second-Stage Spirit King, Saint level talent. You can accept the first three tests of the Celestial Pagoda. Are you willing to accept? "
Mu Qian asked. "Can't I accept the next test if I'm not from the South Mist Clan?"
"It's not absolute. If you get the best result in the first three tests, even if you're not from the South Mist Clan, you can still accept the next test. But in the past thousand years, there have been very few people like this. "
Mu Qian said. "Okay, I'll accept the first three tests first."
"The first three tests, there is no danger of death, but there will be injuries."
"Thank you for reminding me." It seems that the spirit in charge of this Celestial Pagoda is quite humane.
But when Mu Qian accepted the harsh test, she really wanted to take back her current thoughts!
A blue light pulled Mu Qian in, and the mechanical voice came out again.
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