The Holy Hand Medical Concubine

"you--"

He is simply a lunatic, Mie Buhe added in his mind.

"Dijiu, how about this saint coming to witness with you?"

Suddenly, a voice that everyone was very familiar with came out. Mie Butian and the four of them were shocked at the same time, and their faces suddenly turned happy.

And Di Jiu was kicked out by a foot flying out of the air.

"Lord, Mistress, you are finally here." Mie Buhe breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the person coming.

"How are you, are you okay?" Ming Bufan came to them, handed them the elixir in his hand, and asked.

"It's okay, I can't die." Mie Budi said, shaking his body and coming to his side.

"Saint Chuxin, Bei Yehan, you're still here." Di Jiu, who had just been kicked out, stepped aside and came to their side again. With a sinister smile on his lips, he spoke to them.

"Di Jiu, I will never let you go this time!" Bei Yehan looked at Di Jiu and had already taken out the Divine Sword.

"Ahan, his whole body is full of poison, so be careful." Sheng Chuxin reminded him in a low voice beside him.

Bei Yehan nodded and said nothing. The Shenming Sword in his hand had already struck Di Jiu, and the man flew towards Di Jiu. The tip of the sword was directly between Di Jiu's eyebrows.

Di Jiu moved his feet and stepped back, staring at Bei Yehan with a smile on his lips.

In a flash, he had already flown far away, throwing Bei Yehan away.

Bei Yehan chased after him, pressing forward step by step. The two of them immediately got into a fight, so that those who watched their fight in the outer circle could not clearly see their every move.

"Bufan, your medicine treats the symptoms but not the root cause, give them this." Sheng Chuxin took out a bottle of medicine from the realm and handed it to Ming Bufan, but his eyes never left Bei Yehan and Dijiu.

"Okay." Ming Bufan responded.

After taking the porcelain bottle in his hand, he handed it to Xing Liaomu who was standing aside.

"Liao Mu, give it to them."

"Okay, Master." Xing Liaomu quickly took the porcelain bottle into his hands and distributed the elixir to Miefutian and the others.

"Chu Xin, when did Emperor Jiu become so strong?" Ming Bufan asked Sheng Chu Xin.

In the past, Emperor Jiulian could not block any of Chuxin's moves, but now, under Ahan's powerful attack, he was able to retreat completely. He did not take the initiative to attack but just evaded, but he was not injured at all.

"Our cultivation will be suppressed when we reach Xuanji Continent, but...he is not." Sheng Chuxin stared at the two people carefully, turned his head and thought for a moment, and said.

"He didn't?" Ming Bufan's eyes widened.

"How could he not?"

Di Jiu absorbed the demonic energy of the two demons Sheng Tianyu and Ling Wang. It was impossible for him to come to Xuanji Continent, but he happened to appear. He just appeared when he appeared. He couldn't even suppress his cultivation. How is this possible?

"have no idea."

Sheng Chuxin shook his head.

"I think this may have something to do with the demonic energy in his body. His demonic energy seems to be very special."

Fate is extraordinary: "..."

Demonic energy is demonic energy, can it be anything special? This is really funny.

"Aunt Chuxin, what do you mean by this? Are there different types of demonic energy?" Xing Liaomu heard her words and came over and asked.

He has never heard that demonic energy can be divided into special and non-special ones, and it is not an elixir. It can also be used to treat injuries, heal the soul, or treat other ailments.

"What do you think?" Sheng Chuxin rolled her eyes at him and asked.