Five Immortals Gate

Li Yan is also a soul cultivator, and he knows that this is a symptom of a weakened soul, that is, the stripping of vitality.

During the cultivation of a cultivator, even if the soul is touched, it is a painful thing, not to mention the direct extraction of vitality.

And more importantly, these people are no longer cultivators, and they can't use their cultivation to resist this inhuman pain.

In addition to their stronger physical bodies than mortals, they can only endure such pain.

Li Yan didn't say anything. He couldn't sympathize with these people. I'd rather die than die. In this case, can't I let myself do these things?

If he was weak, he didn't need to think about the current situation. He would definitely be forced to do it by the other party. They didn't think they would have any sympathy or courtesy towards him, Li Yan.

The three of them stood quietly, and kept alert to everything around them.

The cultivator surnamed Ji was already trying his best to suppress his pain and try not to make too much noise.

But there were still a lot of noises, which made Fake and another person extremely nervous, and their muscles were tense all the time...

Time passed, and the three of them did not take the "Higanbana" in the hands of the monk surnamed Ji, and the violent tremors on the monk surnamed Ji were slowly subsiding.

His heavy breathing became heavier, but after another quarter of an hour, his breathing finally stabilized.

But his face was still pale and terrible, as if he had just been pulled out of the water after death.

After a while, the monk surnamed Ji turned over with difficulty, and then he barely sat up with his hands on the ground.

Then he looked at Li Yan, and at the same time stretched out the palm holding the "Higanbana", his body still trembled occasionally inadvertently.

Seeing this, Li Yan took out the gray bottle in his arms without hesitation.

The bottles on these people are all spare. Basically, after picking the "Higanbana", once the body is restored, it will be handed over to the sergeant to put away.

But it was obvious that the monk surnamed Ji knew who should give the "Higanbana" to at this time.

The whole arm of the monk surnamed Ji was still shaking. Li Yan faced the gray bottle mouth to the "Higanbana" and had to follow the other party's movements.

The red petals disappeared from the monk surnamed Ji's hand as soon as they touched the bottle mouth.

At this moment, Li Yan's hand seemed to shake inadvertently, but then he returned to normal, and then he looked at the gray bottle in his hand again as if to confirm.

"You stand at the end of the team and follow closely. Fake, you two lead the way in front, and we will continue to search!"

Li Yan glanced at the monk surnamed Ji, and then said to him, then raised his head and looked at the two people in front, and ordered again.

"Humph, I thought you were so cruel that you should be indifferent to life and death, but it turns out that you are just a coward..."

Fake couldn't help thinking in his heart.

Because Li Yan just took out the gray bottle to collect the "Higanbana", the other three people's eyes fell on him at that time.

And Li Yan's seemingly unintentional hand shaking was all seen by the three people, and immediately the monk Fa Ke felt disdain in his heart.

In a short period of time, they had suffered the other party's inhumane means. In their opinion, people like Li Yan should have practiced without emotions.

They treat everything, even themselves, with the same ruthlessness.

But Li Yan's performance just now, after falling into the eyes of several people, made them have different ideas in their hearts.

Li Yan had obviously already inquired about the "Higanbana". This flower only extracts vitality once, and then it will not pose any threat to them.

But this Li Yan was scared when he saw the monk surnamed Ji, who was in a miserable state of living, and when he handed over the "Higanbana" in his hand, he subconsciously wanted to dodge as soon as he approached him.

But he should have thought of the fact that only the mouth of the bottle touched the flower before the two of them, so he collected the "Higanbana" as if nothing had happened.

It seemed that no one could see what he was thinking, especially because this made Monk Fake feel less afraid of Li Yan...

When the monk surnamed Ji heard this, his lifeless eyes also swept Li Yan, and then he walked behind Li Yan silently.

Monk Fake, who was originally in the middle, flashed a venomous look in his eyes after hearing the second half of Li Yan's words.

But it seemed that he was alert to other directions, and then his eyes swept to other places, so Li Yan could not see it.

Monk Fake still walked to the front honestly and stood side by side with the remaining cultivator. Then he stopped talking and took the lead and walked diagonally to one side.

Now that a suitable "Higanbana" has been found at this distance, as long as he searches along this straight line and parallel to the river bank, he can basically find a suitable target.

At the current rate of harvest, there are still a few days left, and their mission should not fail.

But as soon as he thought about losing his precious lifespan soon, Monk Fake's unwillingness once again filled his heart.

Every day now was accumulated bit by bit after decades of hard work and great effort.

But today, he would have to take away several decades of his lifespan at once and beat him back to his original form, which was to take his life, but he couldn't beat the other party.

After returning this time, he had to come up with a solution no matter what, otherwise he couldn't coexist with the other party at all.

And the person who died quickly and accurately in the end must be himself. At the same time, Monk Fa Ke kept reciting the scriptures in his heart that he hadn't recited for a long time.

"Buddha, have mercy on me, Buddha, have mercy on me... Namo the great and compassionate Bodhisattva who saves the suffering and the distressed, bless me to find a 'Bianhua' that is more than 500 years old next time.

For the disciple's pious recitation of scriptures and burning incense in the past, Buddha, have mercy on me... Buddha, have mercy on me... Om Samado..."

He kept repeating these words in his heart, and he hoped that the Buddha would open his eyes and protect him to find a 500-year-old "Bianhua".

In that case, as long as there is one more plant, he can take up the remaining two quotas for this mission.

In this case, he only needs to let another person pick the flowers. As long as he survives the crisis, he will try every possible way to deal with Li Yan when he returns...

A group of four people kept searching and moving forward in a dark blue space. The four people were silent, and each of them had their own agenda...

At this time, what the other three people didn't know was that under Li Yan's cold and indifferent appearance, he was not in a hurry to find a suitable target.

Instead, he was constantly thinking about other things, something that surprised and puzzled him, and this made Li Yan lose his composure.

When the monk surnamed Ji handed over the "Higanbana", Fake and the other two saw that Li Yan's hand trembled. It was not an expression he pretended, but there was really a problem.

Just when the red petals touched the mouth of the gray bottle and were very close to his palm, Li Yan's internal organs were suddenly burned by a scorching heat at that moment.

At the same time, his palm holding the gray bottle suddenly felt a strange chill, and the sudden change in his body caused Li Yan's mind to waver.

But at that moment, everything in his body returned to calm, and his momentary strange sensation disappeared, like a sudden hallucination.

"What... what is that? How could I be in that situation? Could it be that the bloody death ban will still break out from time to time? But why didn't Fanan say it?

I have been captured and controlled by them. Since he can tell about the bloody death ban, of course he shouldn't care about telling about the outbreak. This can also serve as another warning.

My mana, soul, and Yuanying were blocked by the death ban. In order to prevent me from having other abilities to recover, they even cut off my eight extraordinary meridians.

Compared with these, other control methods are just trivial matters. Why use some low-level methods..."

Since just now, Li Yan has been thinking about this matter in his heart, and he feels that there is something wrong with the bloody death ban in his body.

"...I need to interrogate Fa Ke and the other two again after I go back to see how they react after being planted with the bloody death ban?"

The four continued to move forward, and Li Yan's thoughts were also turning all the way, but after thinking for a while, he suddenly felt that his thoughts might be a little biased.

"...My arm was suddenly invaded by cold air. Was it caused by the invasion of Yin Qi here?

The Yin Qi on the side of the 'Nether River' is even stronger. After I lost my cultivation, I could only resist it temporarily with my physical body...

No, no...Why did the cold air in my arm only happen that time?

In such an environment, I stayed here for longer and longer, and it could only happen again later. At the same time, why did I feel burning in my body at that time? That...Bianhua..."

Li Yan kept thinking about various possibilities in his mind. He was not familiar with the netherworld at all, and there were too many factors that could cause the sudden physical problems.

Although Li Yan felt that the bloody death ban was so powerful that the other party did not need to make small moves, he could not rule out the possibility that even the caster might have uncontrollable disadvantages of this death ban.

If Li Yan had divine consciousness, he could carefully examine his body and find out the situation of the bloody death ban, and perhaps find out the relevant reasons.

But now, he dared not use his sea of ​​consciousness and magic power at all.

Although the various news he had received was enough to make people despair, Li Yan had never given up. Of course, he still wanted to find a chance to escape.

It didn't matter if the eight meridians were broken. This was a pure physical injury. As long as he could escape from here, there were a lot of elixirs in the fairy world that could heal it, and he didn't even need the Zhenyuan Pill.

Think about it, even if a part of the limbs was lost, it could grow out of thin air. What was the difficulty in healing the eight meridians?

So Li Yan would not worry about it. He was not a mortal martial arts master. Once he was injured to this extent, his martial arts would be completely abolished, and he would not be able to continue practicing in the future.

The biggest problem that Li Yan was worried about was the bloody death ban. That thing might not be as simple as just sealing divine consciousness, magic power, and Yuanying.

Can the other party use this to perform a remote spell? Even if he has escaped from here, the other party can make him die in a moment.

He can even further control himself, making him live a life worse than death, and directly turn into an unconscious corpse ghost. That is also very likely to happen.

This situation is what Li Yan needs to understand most at present.

So his plan is to find out more about the situation and master the specific power of the bloody death ban before he dares to take the next step.

What he still has is physical strength, but this has been exposed to some extent without any other options, but it only shows the strength to subdue the three monks Fa Ke.

However, the ghosts like Fa Nan may not think so, they can only overestimate their own strength, not just the situation seen on the surface.

And Li Yan's biggest trump card here is the fragmented poisonous body!

These ghosts should also know that Li Yan is a poison cultivator, so they took away "everything" from him, so that Li Yan can no longer poison.

But no matter how they seal themselves, it is of no use to the fragmented poisonous body.

It can be said that every piece of flesh and blood on Li Yan's body is poisonous. He only needs to drip blood to use the fragmented poison.

Moreover, without divine consciousness, he can also roughly extract different toxins from different parts of the chest and abdomen according to his specific needs.