One footprint after another was deeply imprinted on the floor of the Heavenly Palace. The footprints were three inches deep, and the lines were as clear as the lines on the toes. Nie Baihong walked in step by step in a white robe, with her hands on her back, and her long hair was scattered.

Wuqi looked at Nie Baihong's footsteps from the corner of his eyes, wondering very badly whether he would destroy it wherever he went. The strong ground like Tianming Palace, protected by formations and prohibitions, could not bear the overflowing sword energy. If he ran to the Dayan Palace, would he cut the floor in the palace to pieces? Will Yan Dan ask him to compensate for the repair fee?

With a subtle smile, Nie Baihong walked to Wuqi, looked down at Wuqi, who was dying, spitting blood, and carrying several blood marks on his body. He was dying, but Wuqi activated the hidden method of stealing the scriptures and restrained his breath; he vomited blood in his mouth, and the blood was scattered by him, and he forced to spit out the blood mark on his body. He cut the blood mark on his body with his sword, and his internal organs were shocked at all costs, so he still cared about this trauma.

In short, Wuqi looked extremely injured, as pitiful as a cat trampled by ten elephants.

After barely opening his eyes, Wuqi squeezed a difficult smile at Nie Baihong: "Master, Master, why did Elder Qin kill me?"

With a relaxed sentence, Wuqi not only brought his relationship with Nie Baihong closer, but also pushed all the responsibility to Qin Xueqin's head. In front of nearly 100 disciples of the Rising Sky Sword Sect behind him, he called him Master Nie Baihong. He was embarrassed to deal with it impartially, right? Well, once it was Qin Xueqin who wanted to kill Wuqin, Wuqin was just passively defending himself. There is no need to say more about who the person in charge is?

Nie Baihong's lips curled up, and the subtle smile became more and more obvious.

With his fingers moved, Nie Baihong took out a light silver pill and threw it at Wuqi. Wuqi opened his mouth and swallowed the pills in one fell swoop. Suddenly, a stream of medicine with a slight cutting force flowed all over his body, quickly calming down the injuries in Wuqi's body that were destroyed by thunder. The lightning visible to the naked eye sprayed out from Wuqi's pores, and the thin blue light danced and jumped on his skin, turning him into a light man.

He snorted coldly, and Nie Baihong shouted unhappily: "It's Gengjin Crazy Thunder. Elder Qin, the older you are, the less powerful you become. You actually attack the new disciples? A human immortal in the middle stage of the Golden Pill attacks a natural person and is injured like this. How can the elders of the Rifting Sword Sect have the face?"

Qin Xue Kiss, who was lying on the ground, had no reaction at all. No matter who had the vital points of his dantian were almost penetrated, the golden elixir was damaged and cracked, and the natal energy in his lungs and kidneys was plundered, it was impossible to wake up. Blood slowly gushed out of Qin Xue Kiss's body and gradually spread evenly on the ground into a large piece of blood stain. Nie Baihong did not speak, and no one of the many disciples of the Rifting Sword Sect who followed him to the Heavenly Destiny Palace dared to save people.

Wuqi took a few breaths and got up from the ground. He bowed to Nie Baihong and said solemnly: "Thank you for your kindness from the master for giving me medicine. Why is this crazy thunder spirit so evil? The disciple was almost killed by him. Oh, it's okay if the internal energy hurts people, but I even chopped so many swords with my sword, which made me scarred. How can I find a wife in the future?"

As he complained in a nagging manner, Wuqi took off his upper clothes and exposed the sword marks on his body to the disciples of the Rising Sword Sect to appreciate. While he sighed, he questioned Nie Baihong why Qin Xue Kiss was coming to kill him, he took out the golden sore medicine and applied it finely to the sword marks. He used the golden sore medicine externally to stop bleeding, and used the true qi inside to restrain the wound. Although this injury seemed scary, it was actually not dangerous.

After hearing Wuqi's doubts, Nie Baihong sighed in a very cooperative manner: "I'm afraid that Elder Qin's cultivation has grown too fast and his mood cannot keep up with the growth of his cultivation, so he became crazy and disobedient. But no matter what, it is too unreasonable to attack the newly entered disciples with the dignified elder and hurt himself like this."

Wuqi didn't say anything, and the two stood shoulder to shoulder, watching Qin Xue Kiss lying quietly on the ground. Blood flowed out of Qin Xue Kiss's body one by one, and the light golden elixir continued to radiate out of Qin Xue Kiss' body. This elixir is the foundation of the golden elixir. If a minute of the elixir is lost, his cultivation will be reduced. At this time, Qin Xue Kiss' cultivation level has almost declined to the early stage of the golden elixir. In another quarter of an hour, he is afraid that his golden elixir cultivation will be in vain.

If the golden elixir completely dissipates, Qin Xue Kiss's hard work cultivation for hundreds of years will disappear and will immediately become an ordinary person. Ordinary mortals only have a lifespan of about a hundred years. Once the golden elixir disappears, Qin Xue Kiss will exhaust his life, and only the end of the martial arts will disappear and die.

What Wuqi and Nie Baihong watched quietly here is the journey of a human immortal in the middle stage of the Golden Pill toward death step by step.

After another cup of tea, I saw Qin Xue Kiss breathing a little difficult, so Wuqi asked in a fake way: "Master, why is Elder Qin also an elder of this sect? Could it be that he would not save him? Alas, it is not easy to cultivate to the realm of Golden Pill. If it dies like this, it would be a pity!"

Nie Baihong pondered for a moment, took out two medicine bottles from his sleeve and threw them to Wuqi.

"Forget it, after all, it's the elder of this sect. Although he is a bit ridiculous, he is also the elder of the elder. He wants to kill you, which is his fault. But as a junior of the Rifting Sword Sect, you can only repay your grudges with kindness. Go and save Elder Qin, so that he will owe you a favor, and he will not attack you again in the future!" Nie Baihong smiled happily, with an indescribable weirdness in his smile.

Wuqi squinted his eyes and smiled. He was blown up like this by himself with the explosion of flame talisman, and he secretly stole the foundation of his cultivation. Now he still has to bear his life-saving favor. Qin Xue kisses Qin Xue kisses. How can you fight with Mr. Wuqi in the future? Do you still have the face to appear in front of Mr. Wuqi in the future? Nie Baihong, Nie Baihong, you are also cruel enough. This is the way to kill Qin Xue kiss!

With his hands on his back, Nie Baihong sighed lightly: "Help, tsk!"

With a proud look on his head, Nie Baihong looked at the ceiling of the Heavenly Destiny Hall, and his eyes gradually lost their focus, and obviously began to wander outside the sky.

Wuqi smiled and brought two medicine bottles to Qin Xue Kiss. ​​He first treated him with a bottle of "Jiuzhi Bu Tian Gua" and then poured him into Qin Xue Kiss's mouth with the "Three Gold Death Pill" to stimulate the power of the medicine, forcibly lifting Qin Xue Kiss's own vitality, stimulating him to wake up quickly. After all, he was a cultivator in the Jindan stage. When he woke up, his body immediately reacted automatically.

The light green Jiuzhi Butian Paste was quickly sucked in by his body. Near the thrust on Qin Xue kissed the dantian, granulation grew rapidly, and the holes the size of a bowl began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye. A faint white air was spraying out from the top of his head, and the Three Gold Death Pill was dispelling blood stasis in his body, repairing his meridians, and restoring the essence that he had lost due to his injuries.

The essence is easy to recover, but the root of the Taoist practice brought by the innate way is an invisible thing. How can the elixirs in the Taoist world make up for the loss in this regard? Qin Xue Kiss, who originally had a radiant appearance, was now as thin as an old tree bark, and it was completely peeling off.

Wuqi made it worse. When Qin Xue Kiss just woke up, he smiled and nodded at Qin Xue Kiss, saying, "Elder Qin? Are you awake? Alas, it was the younger generation who saved you with the Heaven-Replenishing Ointment and the Death Pill. I saved you, so don't treat it as someone else who saved you!"

After hearing Wuqi's words, Qin Xue Kiss was suddenly angry and anxious. The lungs and kidneys, which had lost too much innate vitality, suffered severe pain at the same time. With a "wow" sound, he spitted out a mouthful of strange color, light silver mixed with water-black hot blood. This was clearly the blood of organs that was retrograde from his lungs and kidneys. When he vomited out the blood, his foundation was damaged by three points.

Seeing this, Wuqi stopped talking and hurriedly put away the medicine bottle and stepped back. He could no longer tease Qin Xue and kiss him, otherwise the old guy would be so angry that he would die of anger. Then he worked hard to save the old guy's life-saving grace. Wouldn't anyone come to repay it?

But he stopped talking, Nie Baihong said lightly: "Forget it, the elder of the Rising Tian Sword Sect is so embarrassing that he was made like this by a newly-entered disciple. I kissed Qin Xue from the Elders' Council in the name of the head of the Rising Tian Sword Sect. Wuqi, you can defeat a Golden Elder in front of the Jindan stage. I won't mention the root and bone endowment of your cultivation. Your courage and adaptability are rare. Just be my entry disciple!"

The entry disciple, Wuqi, suddenly jumped to the second class, and became Nie Baihong's entry disciple as a first class disciple.

Wuqi was not polite either. He hurriedly saluted Nie Baihong and thanked Nie Baihong with a giggle.

Qin Xue Kiss's already ugly old face suddenly changed his expression. He stared at Nie Baihong tightly, and a sound of panting like a bellows breaking out of his throat. Suddenly, three mouths of organs and blood spurted out wildly. As soon as these three mouths of blood were spurted out, Qin Xue Kiss fell to the sky, and the breath on his body quickly dissipated.

Wuqi was shocked. Could this old guy be so angry?

Nie Baihong curled the corners of her mouth and smiled subtly again.

A sudden ball of black water light shot in from outside the gate of Tianming Hall, and a cold voice angrily rebuked: "What is the purpose of the leader's move? Could it be that he really wants to force Lao Qin to death? As the leader, his words and deeds are illegal and provoking the elders with words is simply ridiculous!"

The water light fell straight to Qin Xue Kiss, and a tall and thin woman in black appeared out of thin air from the water light. The woman was half a head taller than Qin Xue Kiss. ​​Although her figure was as shriveled and flat as a chopping board, without any curves, her face was very beautiful. However, this beautiful face was like a beautiful woman with a cold air, giving people the feeling of being like a thousand-year-old zombie just crawling out of the coffin.

Nie Baihong glared at the woman and sneered: "What does Elder Shangguan mean? Could it be that Chuangzong intends to frame Elder Qin?"

The woman in black, Shangguan Yuhong stared at Nie Baihong with a tight look, and suddenly snorted coldly. A black light shot out like a train, piercing Wuqi's heart. Shangguan Yuhong said softly: "Now the Japanese elders will kill you, the little beast who is disrespectful!"

Nie Baihong suddenly became furious, and he shouted angrily: "Bold! Wuqi is an inner disciple recognized by this sect. Who dares to touch a piece of his hair?"

The sharp sword energy ejected from Nie Baihong's body. He opened his mouth and a three-meter-long white light roared out, strangling into a ball with the black light. The clanging sound of the sword kept ringing, Nie Baihong's body remained motionless, and Shangguan Yuhong's body trembled and retreated eighteen steps in a row. Basically, when the black and white sword lights touched each other head-on, she took a step back.

After just eighteen steps, a wail sounded, and a large rain of light burst out from the black sword light, and the dim color retreated backwards.

Shangguan Yuhong screamed, and two rays of passionate blood spurted out of her nostrils.
Chapter completed!