Chapter 166

"Do you really want to use my sect's immortal method? After so many years of hard work, all previous efforts have been abandoned. Now it is a time of life and death, and there is no way to do it..."

Qi Tianlie's face was hideous at this time, and what he thought in his heart was ready to fight.

at this time.

"what!"

Chu Yan was watching the battle with his eyes fixed, but suddenly he felt an unprecedented power of extreme cold in his dantian instantly filling his whole body. The coldness seemed to freeze people's souls. The flesh and blood were cut and twisted by slices of ice knives.

In an instant, Chu Yan's body was covered with a thick layer of frost, and the skin under the frost had turned pale white. On the ground, his body was still shaking.

"Cold poison attacking the heart, it's not good!"

Hearing Chu Yan's cry, the old beggar suddenly turned his head and exclaimed when he saw the scene in front of him. The nine figures disappeared instantly, and a flash appeared in front of Chu Yan.

"Stop, kid!"

The old beggar flexed his fingers on Chu Yan's body for dozens of times, and there were several bursting sounds from Chu Yan's body, and his trembling body finally calmed down.

"good chance!"

Qi Tianlie's face flashed a grin when he saw the situation. At this time, the old beggar turned his back to him. I saw Qi Tianlie flex his fingers a little, and a golden finger shot out at great speed, shooting towards the back of the old beggar's heart.

"roll!"

The old beggar turned his head suddenly, and the tiger's mouth shouted violently, if a mysterious thunder suddenly exploded.

"Buzzing..."

Qi Tianlie only felt that his head was stabbed by a steel cone, and suddenly severe pain came out of his mind, and blood spurted out of the ears, eyes, mouth, and nose...

"If it weren't for the face of the Taoist Tianxuan, this old man would have killed you! Humph!"

The old beggar let out a cold snort and disappeared with Chu Yan in a flash. The black girl quickly flashed her white wings and turned into a stream of light to chase the old beggar.

"Tianxuan Daoist, how could he know the name of the tutor? Could it be that this mysterious old beggar is the tutor's friend?"

Shui Tianyu wondered in his heart, he did not expect that this mysterious old beggar actually knew his master, the Taoist Tianxuan, the man who stood at the peak of Yizhou, Yizhou is only one of the two Nascent Soul fairyland powerhouses, the object of countless people's admiration .

Qi Tianlie looked at the direction where the old beggar disappeared. The next moment, his face was filled with boundless anger, and he suddenly smashed the pillar of fire behind him with the five characters 'Qi Tianlie's Tomb' engraved, and a roar of rage. It said: "Chu Yan, this deity needs you to die without a whole corpse!"

In a small valley on the south side of the Duancang Mountains, in a hidden cave.

Chu Yan lay quietly on a jade bed exuding red light, his face was hideous and his face was full of pain.

The old beggar drummed dozens of bottles and jars on the stone table next to him, and from time to time he took out one of the bottles and jars and poured out some liquid or powdery things in a large stone bowl. After a few breaths of time, half a bowl of dark golden viscous liquid was filled in the stone bowl in front of the old beggar. Just like the light it radiates.

"Little guy, it seems that this is a predestined arrangement of God, the cold poison of the ice soul mysterious frog, and the poisonous poison of the mysterious yin energy will attack you at the same time, and now there is only me in this world. The internal organs after tempering can withstand such extreme cold oppression, hey, good luck, this old man didn't want to accept you as a disciple, but now you have my true inheritance! Your burden is heavy again!"

The old beggar sighed, with endless vicissitudes in his eyes, and poured the dark golden viscous liquid in the stone bowl towards Chu Yan's mouth.

ps: Huhu, Xiaoqian is tired of kneeling recently, and I made a rant today. I don’t know how you feel about these successive parts of the plot. In order to write each plot well, Xiaoqian has no idea how many brain cells have been drained. Whoosh! Last but not least, everyone is happy!