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After Wu Tang stumbled out, he kept remembering the sarcastic eyes of the man who saw him take the medicine just now, the first thing he did was to look for herbs that could cure the disease.

Although his cultivation base is not high, he can make alchemy and draw symbols, so he is familiar with the properties of medicine.

But he searched all around but couldn't find any antidote. The fire on his body burned even more, and when he looked up, he saw that the person just now had disappeared.

There are many opportunities and treasures corresponding to the dangers of the secret realm, and most of Wu Tang's fellow disciples who come here are in the Nascent Soul Stage.

And he is only at the golden elixir stage, and the purpose of coming here is to collect poisonous plants, poisonous insects, monsters, and beasts to make alchemy materials. For this reason, his master has repeatedly asked his brothers to protect him, and he himself has prepared a lot of magic weapons to protect himself .

But now he is separated from his brothers, and the magic weapon on his body has long been useless. With his cultivation base exposed in the secret realm, it is extremely dangerous to stay for a moment, not to mention that he has no spiritual energy on him now, so he is still hit medicine.

Wu Tang felt that he was like a piece of fat in the den of wolves and snakes, anyone could come up and bite off a piece.

The most important thing for him to do now is to find a safe place to recover his aura, so that he can use his aura to subdue the medicinal properties, and wait for his brothers to find him.

He resolutely picked some herbs and poisonous insects to restore aura, and found a big rock to hide behind and sat down. Some of the herbs were used to restore aura, and the other part was used to draw symbols with the materials in his storage bag.

Wu Tang adjusted his breath for a long while, and his aura recovered a little bit, and the flushing and hotness on his body was barely suppressed, but it was only suppressed.

There are two more talismans beside him, one is the middle-grade thunderbolt talisman, and the other is the low-grade instant talisman.

He originally wanted to draw a sound transmission talisman for his senior brother, but the materials for drawing the sound transmission talisman were all used up in the ice cave before, and he couldn't find a new one in a short time, so he gave up and did not draw.

But now that he has come out of the ice cave, it will be a matter of time to find him with his senior brother's cultivation.

The Thunderbolt Talisman is the most common offensive spell on the market, and a middle-grade Thunderbolt Talisman can withstand the fatal blow of an Jindan stage monk.

Although it is nothing among the monsters in this secret realm, it is already the most practical life-saving talisman that Wu Tang can draw with the existing materials and state.

As for the other instant talisman, there is no one in a thousand talismans that can draw it, and Wu Tang is one of them.

Instantaneous talismans are priceless in the market. The top-grade instant talismans can tear space and restrain the body to follow the heart, go wherever you want, and the middle-grade ones can specify the direction to travel thousands of miles instantly.

However, the low-grade foothold is completely random, and the location after the instant is even more dangerous than the current situation.

Wu Tang glanced at the two talismans in front of him, put away the instant talisman, and held the thunderbolt talisman directly in his palm.

He used his spiritual consciousness to investigate the surrounding situation, until he noticed a fight in front of him ten miles away.

Wu Tang's heart beat a little faster, and then she sent out a wisp of spiritual consciousness to explore the surrounding situation clearly.

The ones who were fighting were a nine-headed dragon monster and a monk, and the most important material he wanted to obtain in the secret realm was the nine-headed dragon gallbladder.

There is only one Nine-headed Jiaojiao in this secret realm, and its cultivation level is equivalent to that of a human cultivator in the late stage of Yuanying. Wu Tang held the Thunderbolt Talisman in his hand, and was going to pick a suitable time to give it to the Nine-headed Jiaojiao. It's better to discuss with this monk to give him the gallbladder.

Wu Tang looked at the monk who was fighting with the Nine-headed Jiao, and found that the weapon he used was a whip. When he saw that familiar and beautiful face again, he gradually narrowed his eyes, it was the ice beauty.

Wu Tang hid behind a stone and concentrated on watching the battle, when his outward consciousness was stabbed by something, his face turned pale and his consciousness surged.

Wu Tang's forehead was dripping with cold sweat, and in a daze, he noticed that the monk turned his head and gave him a cold look.

There is still time to hurt him while fighting with the nine-headed flood dragon. How high is this person's cultivation?

Wu Tang gritted his teeth, he has always been flattered by others, even if there are occasional people who don't have good eyesight offend him.

Even those masters who are more cultivated than him would kowtow and admit their mistakes when they heard the names of his master and parents, but this person repeatedly ignored him.

Wu Tang is not a good person, but he seldom holds grudges and makes up for it on the spot. Only this person is deflated this time, making him feel depressed and unable to break out.

Old and new grudges surged up, and the Thunderbolt Talisman in Wu Tang's palm was about to be thrown at him, but luckily he still had reason.

Although dealing with that person can solve the hatred, it doesn't mean any harm to him. Instead, it draws the attention to himself and causes trouble for nothing.

What's more, even if this thunderbolt talisman can successfully deal with that person, if he is the only one left, he will not be able to keep the nine-headed dragon. It will be difficult to find the nine-headed dragon if he is vigilant.

But just swallowing his anger like this, Wu Tang couldn't swallow it, and judging from this person's attitude, he probably wouldn't give him the gallbladder.

When Wu Tang was still thinking about what to do, he suddenly heard a very deep and profound sound like thunder, which seemed to come from the ground under his feet.

There was no time for people to react, the sound rumbled along the veins, and the ground under Wutang's feet also shook, like a lone boat thrown high by the waves, the ground under his feet cracked, and a huge body wrapped in mud Things come out of the ground.

Wu Tang hastily made a trick and flew into the air, condescending and having a wider view, only then did he see the scene below clearly, it turned out that he had encountered a horde of beasts.

The densely packed monsters moved in full force, and as far as the eye could see, there was no place to stay in the mountains and plains. As long as they fell, they would be trampled and swallowed by the beast tide in an instant.

Wu Tang's scalp felt numb, and he immediately flew forward. There must be a reason for such a large-scale monster beast swarm. It is very likely that there are more terrifying things behind the beast swarm that are chasing the beasts.

Wutang's flying magic weapon has been exhausted, so he can only use his own spiritual energy to top it.But the consequence of this was that the medicinal properties on his body were no longer suppressed, which stirred up his sea of ​​consciousness, and exacerbated the consumption of his spiritual energy.

The animal horde on the ground under his feet had already surpassed him, and Wu Tang couldn't see the end, and his heart became more anxious.

His eyes were still dark, and he didn't know if it was a sign of exhaustion or the spread of the medicine. He was short of breath and cold sweat filled his forehead. He gritted his teeth and cut a hole in the palm of his hand, using the pain to stimulate himself to wake up.

But even so, Wu Tang's speed was getting slower and slower, and his height unconsciously dropped, almost flying close to the ground. When he realized it, a raccoon had already climbed on his leg, and the wound bitten on his ankle made him His aura was unstable and he almost fell down.

Wu Tang gasped, but his spiritual energy was exhausted to the point that he couldn't drive the five-ling raccoon off his legs, so he could only hold it by the back of the neck and throw it down.

Wu Tang was holding the instant talisman in his hand, and when he was planning to use only this talisman at the last moment, he suddenly saw a figure in front of him, it was the ice beauty from before.

The ice beauty had already cleaned up the dragon monster, and sat on a small boat in the air, her figure was upright and spotless, even the whip was clean and not stained with blood, compared to his appearance, Wu Tang was in a state of embarrassment. A drowning rabbit.

Wu Tang exhausted the last trace of spiritual energy in his dantian, jumped into the air and climbed on the edge of the boat, speaking earnestly and weakly: "Help me, pull me up."

The icy beauty seemed to have just noticed him, her indigo eyes were like a deep pool containing no emotion.

Wu Tang saw her own reflection in his eyes, and realized that he was no different from the cunning raccoon lying on his lap just now. This person didn't even need to push him, but only needed to move the boat, and he would be blown away when he was exhausted. go down.

The panic in Wu Tang's heart overwhelmed everything, he gritted his teeth, and reached for the hem of his clothes with difficulty, his blood-stained wrist wrapped around Jin Ling and made a crisp sound, it seemed that he was just a half-grown boy trying to survive.

The attire on his body is exquisite and detached in every way. At first glance, he looks like a child of a pampered immortal cultivator family. His skin is as white as suet jade, but there is still a blush on his cheeks, which blends with the cut blood lines. There were strands of chaotic spiritual energy, and the tone was broken: "Please..."

It was clearly a pleading tone, judging from his lively face, no matter how heartless he was, his heart would melt.

But this person was different from ordinary people, but he stayed on Wu Tang's face for a moment longer, and then there was another sarcasm in his eyes, and he turned his head to push the boat.

But this moment is enough for Wu Tang.

Yu Ji felt a stabbing pain in his fingertips, and when he turned around, he saw a poisonous scorpion in Wu Tang's hand, with green light shining on the tip of its tail.

Wu Tang's humble and begging look just now disappeared, and changed into a usual flamboyant look.

This poisonous insect was put in the storage bag by the way when he was picking herbs before. He is familiar with the properties of the medicine and knows that the poison of this poisonous scorpion is extremely rare. And died, only he accidentally discovered the antidote method.

He didn't like such insidious methods at first, but this person didn't take hard and soft words, and he could only do this in order to save his life.

"I know the antidote to this poison, let me go up, or you will rot and die." Wu Tang often said such vicious words when threatening people, but for some reason she lacked confidence in front of this person.

Yu Ji's gaze stayed on his fingertips for a moment, and then a half-smile flashed across Wu Tang's face.

Wu Tang's heart skipped a beat, and he clenched the instant talisman tightly in his hand, as long as Yu Ji made a move on him or threw him down, he would run away.But the next Yuji did make a move, but he pulled him up with his own hands.