Beast Taming: I gained the talent of a spirit pet

Reaching out to wipe off the poison from his arm to avoid detection, Gu Yuan didn't hesitate to retreat.

Today's events were truly bizarre, exceeding his expectations.

Although Wei Chuan's side seemed to have the upper hand, Yang Han and the others didn't appear simple either, harboring some kind of scheme.

At least Gu Yuan remembered that among the guards, there was still a Xiantian martial artist who hadn't made a move!

In any case, since the situation was too dangerous, it was best for a nobody like him to stay away. Being a coward was fine, as preserving his life was the most important thing.

While retreating, Gu Yuan also noticed that the swarm of corpse flies, like a red mist, surrounded the old man Mo, biting incessantly and emitting a "buzzing" sound.

However, the fluorescent white light罩 around old man Mo remained unmoving.

"Humph!"

Wei Chuan snorted coldly upon seeing this, "Explode for me!"

Puff puff puff—

A series of tiny explosions sounded as the corpse flies burst open, spraying corrosive red poisonous liquid everywhere.

The poison landed on the fluorescent white light罩, corroding it with a sizzling sound, and the light quickly dimmed.

But the next moment, old man Mo took out a white jade Ruyi scepter, its surface shimmering with spiritual light, faintly revealing countless white clouds gathering and rolling inside, emitting an inexplicable pressure.

"Settle!"

Old man Mo simply waved the jade Ruyi scepter, and a beam of spiritual light shot out, merging into the surrounding light罩.

In an instant, the light罩 seemed to have been injected with chicken blood, brightening up again, even thicker and brighter than before.

"What a fine jade Ruyi scepter!"

Wei Chuan's gaze grew even colder upon seeing this, and he sneered, "People say the older one gets, the more afraid of death they become. It seems you are no exception, actually getting yourself such a tortoise shell! It's just a pity that this is only a protective magic tool, not an attack weapon like a flying sword!"

The implication was that although this treasure was powerful, it was just a hard tortoise shell. What was there to be proud of?!

However, listening to these words, Gu Yuan felt a hint of sourness.

As he spoke, Wei Chuan waved his hand and sent out a stream of ice-blue Zhenqi.

Crack crack!

A thick layer of ice immediately condensed on the surface of the light罩 around old man Mo's body, freezing the light罩 until it was on the verge of collapse.

"Is that so?"

But he showed no fear, instead waving his long sleeves, and countless iron needles flew out, "Although I make a living with alchemy, how could I have survived so long without knowing some self-defense and attack techniques?"

These iron needles were as thin as cow hair, shaped like hidden weapons, and extremely fast.

Flying in the air, they rubbed violently against the air, directly igniting flames, and an inexplicable heat spread out, distorting the air wherever they passed.

"Humph!"

Wei Chuan gathered his Zhenqi and pushed his palms forward, the ice-blue Zhenqi quickly condensing into Xuanbing, blocking him.

Ding ding dang dang!

The fire needles landed on it, ice chips flew everywhere, and most of the fire needles were intercepted and blocked.

The few flying needles that pierced through the Xuanbing had almost exhausted their power, losing their lethality, and were easily dodged by Wei Chuan.

But at this moment, not far from Wei Chuan, a guard being chased by corpse flies seemed to have run to Wei Chuan's side in a panic.

Wei Chuan didn't pay attention, and was about to casually take the life of this unlucky person, but when he met the guard's eyes, he found that the guard's gaze was cold and indifferent, without any panic!

"Not good!"

His eyelids twitched, realizing something was wrong, and immediately sensed danger.

Just as he was about to react, the guard stepped forward and attacked, his five fingers spread open, pushing forward with his palm.

Rumble!

Under this palm, the air seemed to have turned into a solid substance, and was swept along by this palm, roaring fiercely.

The guard's originally thick palm visibly swelled up a size, becoming as large as a cattail leaf fan, each finger like a carrot, the surface blooming with a cyan-black light, revealing a fierce meaning!

Then, this palm was heavily imprinted on Wei Chuan's chest in full view of everyone.

Although there was little time for much reaction, a layer of hard ice crystals had already appeared on Wei Chuan's body surface, and the Zhenqi in his body circulated.

Crack crack!

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However, under this fierce and unparalleled palm, the ice crystals shattered, and the chest bones caved in and broke, making a series of crisp sounds, and Wei Chuan himself flew out horizontally.

He flew more than ten meters away, landed on the ground, and still spat out a large mouthful of blood.

"Cough cough cough... Good! Good palm technique!"

He struggled to get up, his mouth stained with blood, his eyes bloodshot, looking at the guard:

"You didn't move when I was killing people, and you turned a blind eye to the tragic deaths of your companions, and only now did you seize the opportunity to attack me. Your Excellency is hiding deep! Who are you?!"

As he spoke, he took a deep breath, and the sunken chest made a crackling sound and swelled up like a balloon.

In just a few breaths, the originally sunken chest bones actually returned to flatness, but the sound made Gu Yuan's teeth ache.

"Good fellow, I'm directly a good fellow! A normal person hit by this palm would probably be torn apart and die without a whole body!"

Gu Yuan's eyelids twitched as he watched this scene:

"Even if this Wei Chuan is also a Xiantian martial artist, his chest bones and ribs must have been broken just now, and even his internal organs must have been severely damaged. Under such circumstances, an ordinary person would probably lose his life even with two lives! As a result, this guy can still stand up and talk as if nothing happened. I have to say, the vitality of a Xiantian martial artist is really strong!"

"Or can I understand it this way, the vitality of a Xiantian martial artist is vigorous, and it has begun to gradually transform towards the direction of 'inhuman'"

"This humble one is Luo Sheng."

The guard circulated his Zhenqi, shattering a hair-thin Gu worm stained on his hand, which was also why he didn't beat a drowning dog, and then he peeled off a layer of skin on his face, revealing another slightly vicissitudes face, his eyes dim and dull, but actually sharp and deeply hidden.

"Luo Sheng, the chief steward of Jade Cauldron Tower?"

Seeing this person, the coldness in Wei Chuan's eyes intensified, "It really is you. I didn't expect Xia Mingyang to send you out. It seems that he obtained the Blood Flood Dragon Vine and wanted to ask old man Mo to refine pills for him. This is the news he deliberately released, right? It seems that today is a trap he specially set up for me!"

"Good, very good! Very good!"

In the end, he gritted his teeth, full of resentment.

Indeed, anyone who originally thought they had everything under control and were sure to win, but in the end found that everything was a trap against themselves, not to mention being schemed against, would be furious!

As he spoke, Wei Chuan suddenly smiled coldly:

"But speaking of which, you Jade Cauldron Tower are ruthless enough. You actually went to great lengths to send so many people to set up a trap, even at the cost of all your subordinates dying here to kill me. This style of doing things is quite similar to my Gu God Sect."