Urban Medical God

Huang Lao roared and hissed anxiously in the Samsara Cemetery, sometimes threatening and sometimes begging for mercy, but Ye Chen ignored him again.

"Is there any other way?"

Shen Tu Wan'er looked at Gu Yue's pale cheeks. The strength of the Lian Shen clan was really not enough, and she clicked her tongue and shook her head.

"Another way is that I need someone to help me suppress the backlash of the two swords, so that I can only focus on finding the connection between the two swords."

Ye Chen pondered for a moment: "The Desolate Demon Heavenly Sword has recognized me as its master, so I can naturally suppress it, but this broken sword..."

"Leave it to me." Shentu Wan'er said, but her eyes deliberately avoided Ye Chen, as if she didn't want Ye Chen to see her.

Ye Chen laughed in his heart. Shentu Wan'er's character was really contradictory. Obviously everything he did was for his own good, but he always showed an expression that he didn't want to get too familiar with him.

Guyue nodded, looked at Shentu Wan'er and said with some embarrassment: "Miss Shentu, do you still have the medicine you just gave him? Can you give me one? I am short of energy and blood, and I can't mobilize it for the moment. "Inner breath."

Shentu Wan'er had no choice but to throw one to him, which was really embarrassing to the world.

After swallowing the elixir, Guyue's face turned red instantly. The elixir from Shentu Palace was naturally very effective.

“When suppressing, be careful not to be too strong, otherwise the weapon spirit will be threatened and cannot be established.

Ye Chen and Shentu Wan'er nodded at the same time.

"Bang!"

The God-Refining Fire burned again, and countless flames covered the Broken Sword and the Desolate Demon Heavenly Sword. The extremely hot fire breath burned the cheeks of the three people crimson.

The Blood God sat cross-legged on the ground, carefully observing the movements of the outside world. This refining had reached the most critical step, and he had to be very alert.

Ye Chen felt his inner breath churning, and the Desolate Demon Heavenly Sword was burned by the fire of refining the gods, creating a connection with him.

"Suppress it."

Ye Chen's bloodline power was infused into the Desolate Demon Heavenly Sword, and with his extremely powerful bloodline, he suppressed the Desolate Demon Heavenly Sword's resistance and devouring of the God-Refining Flame.

On the other side, Shen Tu Wan'er's Taishang Ice Source Qi was like a thread, tightly binding the Broken Sword and interrupting its rotating attack.

Compared to Ye Chen's simple and direct bloodline suppression, Shentu Wan'er was much more careful.

She kept Gu Yue's words firmly in mind. Each thread was cut by the law of the broken sword, and she would immediately add another one. She definitely did not forcefully break the force to prevent Gu Yue from being able to establish the weapon spirit.

This time, it was much easier for Gu Yue. There were two people helping him suppress the backlash. He only needed to find the fusion of the two and establish a connection between the weapon and the spirit.

The same evil spirit is the connection between the two.

"Where?"

A thin layer of sweat covered Gu Yue's forehead. What is the connection between Broken Sword and Desolate Demon Heavenly Sword?

"Start from where the remaining souls are!"

Ye Chen suddenly said, repeating Xuan Hanyu's words, since the Broken Sword Remnant is so ferocious, then the source of the magic explosion may be it.

Guyue nodded, and the divine hammer shot out of the air, hitting the sword body hard.

But at this critical moment!

Above the sky, the void suddenly tore apart!

"This is a method I haven't seen in many years."

A majestic voice came, and from a distance, it turned out to be a graceful woman.

"Xue Ming True Light Shield." Another cold voice made those who heard it feel numb.

Before he finished speaking, the monstrous aura fell down, forming a black storm that swept over the entire true light shield.

"Someone breaks into the formation!" The Blood God shook his body and jumped up.

"Who dares to come here to cause trouble!"

The Blood God twisted around, broke through the protection of the true light shield, and headed towards the two men.

Boom!

The black storm fell, and the power of law filled the air, covering the Blood God. The extremely powerful power of law poured down from it.

The true light shield was shaken by the black storm, and the bloody violence condensed on it flickered, resisting the black storm.

At this moment, a huge white jade palm penetrated the entire black storm and pressed on the Blood God's body from above.

That was an old man.

The old man's bun lay across his head, and his body was withered, but this blow carried the power of the supreme law.

The Blood God's fists concentrated the power of the bloody explosion, and his eyes passed over the two people, but he really had no impression.

Those overturned memory fragments could never be connected into a picture in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Boom!

Blast together with one punch and one palm!

"Hahaha, I haven't seen you for so many years, but your strength has already dropped to such a low level! It's really surprising."

The bun on the old man's head trembled a little because of his wild laughter.

"Hmph, nameless rat!"

The Blood God took a sip and looked at the old man with arrogant eyes: "Send your name. I, the Blood God, will not kill unknown people."

"It seems that you have really lost your memory, and even I can't remember it."

"Ghost King Xiao Bing! I'm here to take your life!"

The old man's eyes were a little cold, and the expression he looked at the Blood God was indescribably ferocious.

"You have forgotten all about the past!"

Xiao Bing's voice spread loudly in the void.

"Old ghost, you have remembered him for so many years, but others have completely forgotten about him. In the final analysis, you just can't let go."

The woman looked at Xiao Bing with a gloating expression: "You meditate under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree every day, do you have any insights?"

The Ghost King looked sullenly and looked at the woman: "Two-faced Venerable, if you say one more thing, I will kill you today."

"Hahaha, why get angry? I was just joking."

The powerful aura of gods and ghosts suddenly burst out from Xiao Bing's body, and soon the dense ghost aura was floating in the entire void.

"Next time, if you make such a joke again, I will definitely not let you go!"

Xiao Bing's angry voice came, his tone full of cold threats.

"The Wrath of the Ghost King!"

Suddenly, strong winds roared in the void, lightning flashed and thunder roared, followed by roaring ghost figures appearing out of thin air.

Ghost shadows were like divine soldiers descended from heaven, crawling in front of Xiao Bing. The ghosts roared and even bowed to him.

Xiao Bing took a step back, closed his eyes and closed his eyes. Dark energy filled the air between his hands, and extremely arrogant and violent power spread out from his hands.

The Blood God's eyes condensed, and tens of thousands of ghosts, under the guidance of those hands, attacked him one after another.

"Blood God of War Halberd!"

A great halberd exuding extremely powerful blood-blasting power appeared in the hands of the Blood God.

A very crystal clear red gemstone hangs above the towering euphorbia.

The divine light on the gem shone brightly, filling the entire void with red light.