Yu Mu grabbed the medicine bottle made of a giant toad's skull, forcibly opened Miaolian's mouth, and poured the sticky ink blue medicine juice from the ugly medicine bottle into Miaolian's mouth.

A trace of filth and heavy medicinal power spread rapidly in Miaolian's body, and soon invaded his brain. A trace of filth began to erode Miaolian's soul. Miaolian's originally clear eyes became a little turbid.

"What the hell is this?" Miaolian screamed, and her body struggled involuntarily.

"Good thing!" Yu Mu smiled kindly: "I used more than 300 poisonous insect venom, saliva and semen as the main medicine, and used corpse oil that decayed the corpse..."

Before Yu Mu finished speaking, Miaolian was already vomiting. The ascetic practitioners had no rotten food residue in their stomachs. Miaolian spit out all yellow bitter bile water, but he didn't see a drop of the medicine he had just swallowed.

Ji Hao and Manman both covered their mouths with disgust and subconsciously took several steps back.

The voodoo prepared by Yu Mu is really disgusting. Although many of the witch medicine formulas in the Witch Palace are a bit weird, this is the first time Ji Hao has heard of such an evil prescription. Not to mention the Miaolian who drank these medicines in person, even Ji Hao, who was listening to them, was almost vomiting out.

"Good thing!" Yu Mu smiled honestly, stopped introducing the specific ingredients of his witch medicine, and said seriously: "A good thing that specifically erodes the soul will die without my antidote."

Yu Mu's introduction is simple, simple and frank.

Without his antidote, Miaolian who took this witch medicine would die.

Miaolian's face turned pale. He looked at Ji Hao who was eyeing him, Man Man with a bad face, Feng Xing, who was constantly peeping at this place in the distance, and Yu Mu, who was honest and simple, smiled bitterly, suddenly his eyes turned pale, and his whole body fell to the ground with no breath.

Ji Hao was shocked and hurriedly stepped forward, pressing his fingers on his neck artery.

The bloodline was still flowing, and the vitality of the body had not dissipated, but Miaolian's soul breath became almost unsatisfied. Ji Hao carefully placed his fingers between Miaolian's eyebrows. Only then could he feel that Miaolian's soul seemed to collapse into an extremely subtle dot.

"Junior brother, this is the secret 'Secret Method of Nirvana's Extinction' passed down by their master. The soul is restrained and trapped in the death gate. It is a magical method used to break through the realm and pursue the mysterious secret of heaven and earth. This guy is not in the realm of Taoism. In order to save his life and keep the secret, he has already used the secret method of Nirvana. Most of the time, he has no need to worry about his life or death."

Turtle Spirit's voice sounded in Ji Hao's ears, and he quickly said something.

Ji Hao was shocked when he heard this. He looked at the sky in horror, gritted his teeth, waved to Feng Xing, and called Feng Xing to his side and gave a few words to him. Feng Xing was stunned. He nodded helplessly, and then pulled Yu Mu and Manman to evacuate quickly.

While following Feng Xing, Manman shouted to Ji Hao: "Ji Hao, be careful, don't get involved in things that shouldn't be involved... This is what my father said to Manman!"

Don’t get involved in things that shouldn’t be involved? It’s really a famous saying, but Ji Hao smiled bitterly. It’s not him who wants to get involved now!

A gentle wind rolled up flat, Ji Hao's body flew up, a faint cloud of water wrapped around him, holding his body flashed, and then reached the east of the sword formation. Under the long sword that was originally floating alone in the air, there was a flag door. Several male and female disciples under the Gui Ling Gate stood in the flag door and hurriedly bowed to him when they saw Ji Hao. They called him "Uncle Master".

Ji Hao smiled and hurriedly returned the gift, and the feeling in his heart was indescribable.

These disciples under Gui Ling’s sect are much older than Ji Hao, and their magical power cultivation is far better than Ji Hao. The word “Uncle Master” sounds in my ears, and my heart feels a little bit dark, but it’s also a little stressful.

A series of breezes continued to fly in the sword formation. Through the formation map, Ji Hao saw that under the four long swords in the southeast, northwest and north, there were a flag gate. In the flag gate, there were several disciples of the turtle spirit stationed.

In the middle of the sword formation, a cloud tower was floating, and an altar was set up on it, with a black and white Tai Chi diagram on it. The turtle spirit stood by the altar, holding a token and slapped it repeatedly. The huge sword formation rose into the air and rushed straight into the sky without alarming anyone.

Ji Hao's divine thoughts were closely linked to the formation diagram. He clearly felt that under his control, the range of the sword formation killing the enemy was only 300 miles in radius, but under the control of the turtle spirit, the range of killing had been increased to a radius of thousands of miles.

This is the absolute gap in strength. Ji Hao faintly realized that the range of killing within a radius of thousands of miles is not the limit of the turtle spirit. If he had not controlled the huge sword formation to fly into the sky, the turtle spirit would have been able to kill all living beings within a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles.

The huge sword formation rushed straight to the sky, and in an instant, it broke through layers of gale winds and tore up the clouds. In a short while, it reached the depths of the gale winds that were billions of miles away from the ground. Ji Hao stood in the flag gate and clearly saw that the stars in the sky were particularly distinct, with the huge stars competing with the sun, and the stars and sunlight converged into a brilliant sea of ​​light covering the void.

In the sky, Emperor Shun was wearing heavy armor, and four figures behind him stood in accordance with the direction of the five elements, confronting Hell of Indra.

A hundred miles away from Indra Yama, a handsome, cold, dead man in his body, wearing heavy black armor showed evil eyes and was confronting Taoist Ming from afar.

The black flag danced above the head of the Daoist, and the black fog rose beside him, and the black and white sword light kept flashing beside him.

The man in black armor held a ridge-shaped shield in his left hand and waved a black transparent long sword of his height with his right hand. As the sword swung, Dao Ren Ming's two-color black and white sword light continued to sweep through the void, and the sword light hit him from time to time burst out a large piece of cold light energy.

Beside Di Shun and others, hundreds of figures were intertwined within a radius of thousands of miles. Their movements were slow, and each movement was extremely cautious, but occasionally they exchanged attacks with each other, and the winds of hundreds of miles were whistling, causing the sky to shake.

Ji Hao held his breath and stared at the seemingly calm battle in front of him.

On the ground, countless human warriors and alien troops fought bloody battles, and corpses were everywhere. He never knew that in the void that was billions of miles away, the top leaders of both sides still broke out in unknown situations.

From afar, Ji Hao heard the Indra Yama laughing wildly: "Di Shun! Although this guy Fan Shi robbed me of me, I was very unhappy. But with his power joining, can you still stop us this time?"
Chapter completed!