Urban Medical God

At the same time, the evil sword flew out and directly attacked the stone pillar that was continuously injecting blood towards the center point.

Under this brutal blow, the stone pillar exploded, and the blood flow poured back into the center of the palace door.

And the blood shadow that is about to break out of the formation has become shallower and shallower.

The crisis is still on the verge of breaking out.

…

Meanwhile, somewhere else.

Under the guidance of Our Lady of Mercy, Xia Ruoxue flew towards the south with her sword.

A looming palace is standing in front of it. The huge palace door is hidden behind the wind and sand, looking majestic and majestic.

Shenxing Palace.

Three vigorous and powerful characters were hung on the door of the palace. The color of the font on the plaque was as deep as blood. Xia Ruoxue could even see the faintly falling red blood beads.

"Click..."

Xia Ruoxue reached out and pushed open the palace door, revealing the cold main hall behind.

The main hall is very empty, without any furnishings, which is completely different from other palaces.

"Watch the stone pillars."

The divine thoughts of Our Lady of Mercy reminded me.

Xia Ruoxue then turned to the twelve stone pillars. Each stone pillar was covered with a giant dragon. Each dragon had its claws partially exposed, or burst out of the air, or breathed out a dragon's breath, or closed its eyes to practice...

"Is this the original body of Ancient Emperor Huanglong?"

Xia Ruoxue speculated that she could not feel any source of fluctuations in these twelve stone pillars. They should have been carved by someone to praise the Ancient Emperor of Huanglong, and were not the handwriting of the Ancient Emperor of Huanglong.

"Go to the nave!" said the divine thought of Our Lady of Mercy.

"Whoosh!"

The moment Xia Ruoxue pushed open the door to the middle hall, a cold sword with a cold light shot out of the air and pierced Xia Ruoxue's face!

"Mingyue Sword of Great Sorrow!"

Xia Ruoxue drew out her long sword, curved the blade, and knocked the hidden weapon to one side.

The door of the central hall has been opened, but the light did not illuminate the inside. On the contrary, it seemed to be swallowed by something, and the dark fog seemed to be full of tentacles.

"Mingyueguang Divine Bead!"

Xia Ruoxue formed a seal with her hands, and a brilliant star-moon bead was formed between her palms. The star-moon bead slowly floated into the nave, and the silver luster emitted from her body forced the black fog back into the center of the nave.

Seeing this, Xia Ruoxue took steps to walk into the middle hall.

"No!" Our Lady of Mercy spoke out at this time, but it was already too late.

Just when Xia Ruoxue stepped into the middle hall, a thick fog as strong as a rope hooked her ankle and pulled her out horizontally.

"Bloodline! Open!"

At this time, Xia Ruoxue's body's blood vessels were fully opened. The original pure Yuan body of Mingyue had suddenly turned into a red gold color. The blood flowing through the meridians in her body was full of red gold luster. She slapped one hand on the ground and wanted to jump up.

The other hand was holding a sword and swung it over the thick black fog, trying to cut off the tentacles.

The dense fog was split apart by Xia Ruoxue's sword, but the tentacles of the dense fog did not relax and still dragged her deep into the middle hall.

"Samsara Star Flame!"

A faint star flame condensed between Xia Ruoxue's fingers.

The star flames grew from small to large in the middle hall and slowly rose up, blocking Xia Ruoxue's body as if forming a suit of armor.

"Mingyue Origin Technique!"

Xia Ruoxue let out a muffled shout, she was the Source Master of Mingyue, and she would not be surrendered by this mere thick fog.

Xia Ruoxue's attack methods had no effect on the dark fog. Whether it was the Mingyue Source Technique or the Samsara Bloodline, facing the black fog was like punching cotton.

"Stopped?"

Xia Ruoxue felt that she had finally stopped, sat up slowly, and offered the Moonlight Divine Bead again.

On a stone platform, a person was sitting.

His whole body was shrouded in darkness and his face could not be seen clearly.

"who is it?"

Xia Ruoxue held her sword and said, frowning slightly when she looked at the black figure.

"Ming Yue Origin Technique? Who taught you?" The voice sounded as if he was very familiar with Mingyue Origin Technique.

"Who are you?"

Xia Ruoxue took another step forward, but still couldn't see the man's appearance clearly.

"Ruoxue, he is the Medicine King of Old Dreams." The voice of Our Lady of Mercy rang in Xia Ruoxue's ears, "No wonder the Mingyue Origin Technique and the power of blood have no effect on him. He is the spirit of medicine."

"Medicine?"

Xia Ruoxue was surprised. In her storage ring, there was the little medicine spirit she had just caught.

However, the little medicine spirit does not have any effect on Ye Chen's attack. However, the gap between the two is also too big.

"Since you know me, you must be here for it."

On the stone platform where the black shadow was sitting, a wooden box appeared out of thin air.

"I didn't expect that the Old Dream Medicine King would actually help the Ancient Emperor Huanglong do such a shameless thing." Xia Ruoxue snorted coldly. As a medicine spirit, shouldn't he be able to save lives and heal the wounded, but instead he lied to the Ancient Emperor Huanglong here.

"Loss of conscience? Do you only allow others to covet the ancient emperor's magical treasures, but don't allow the ancient emperor to borrow the lives of these ants?"

The black shadow breathed disdainfully: "With the law of cause and effect in this world, you should pay the price for your actions."

"The strong words are unreasonable. It was obviously the Ancient Emperor Huang Long who set up a trap to attract the warriors to save their lives, but now it turns out that they are the ones who brought it upon themselves."

"Isn't it? If they weren't greedy for treasures, they wouldn't have entered this treasure place."

The Old Dream Medicine King raised his hand and waved, and above the darkness, a clear spring appeared. The rushing water in the clear spring slowly calmed down, and it turned out to be a picture scroll.

Ancient Emperor Huanglong was opening the altar to practice.

Countless warriors paid homage to him.

The Ancient Emperor Huanglong snatched rare treasures between heaven and earth.

Ancient Emperor Huanglong opened up a small world and hid it in Taixu Cave.

Then, with the help of Old Dream Medicine King, he used his last ounce of spiritual thought to forge the Desolate Dragon Multi-Spirit Formation.

When the treasure land was opened for the first time, countless people died, but the ancient emperor was not summoned again.

Turn on the second time.

…

Until this time, it is the fifth time it has been opened.

"Have you not seen through it yet?" the voice of Our Lady of Mercy said, "The world is boundless and people's hearts are reincarnated. The Ancient Emperor Huanglong may help you transform, but death is also his fate. You cannot force it."

After hearing the words of Our Lady of Mercy, the Medicine King of Old Dreams obviously guessed a thing or two about her identity: "How can you not be the same? Why do you want to get my Dudengzhi?"

"If I seek benevolence and gain benevolence, it will naturally be my destiny. Ancient Emperor Huang Long's plan has been implemented four times, and none of them have been successful. This is the way of heaven. You can reach such a state of cultivation with just one medicinal spirit. It is also You shouldn’t be so obsessed with your destiny.”

"Obsession?" Old Dream Medicine King snorted coldly, "Ancient Emperor Huanglong is a powerful man in all walks of life. He is bound to stand at the top again."

"Ruoxue, his obsession is deep in his bones. He can't be persuaded. You can't hurt him, and he can't hurt you either. Take the Fumengzhi away, and we'll leave."

"Mingyue Reincarnation Sword!" Xia Ruoxue used her sword and emptied the wooden box.

"It's just a mere Dreaming Tree. If you want it, take it!" The King of Dreaming Medicine didn't even offer any resistance.

"This time, the ancient emperor will definitely be resurrected. Holy Mother of Mercy, if you still want to return to the peak state, leave this treasure place as soon as possible."

The Old Dream Medicine King reminded them that although their paths were different, they were both strong men from ancient times, and they still had some sympathy for each other.