Soon, Qin Yun's body was covered with gunshot wounds, and blood stained every corner of his body.

Ye Wuya did not kill Qin Yun, not because he was kind, but because the breath of the golden elixir disappeared. According to Qin Yun's tone, even if Qin Yun was killed, it would probably be impossible to find the golden elixir in him. In this way, Ye Wuya planned to find the whereabouts of the golden elixir from Qin Yun.

"You have to know that if I wanted to kill you, you would never have lived to this day."

Qin Yun was covered in wounds and could no longer stand, but he was still fighting with his tenacious perseverance.

Hearing Ye Wuya's words, he sneered disdainfully and said, "Didn't you just want to get the whereabouts of the Jindan? If I tell you, I'm afraid I won't live yet."

"If you tell me, I can spare you forever. I, Ye Wuya, disdain to lie to a Cerd God monk." Ye Wuya made his final promise to Qin Yun.

"Even life and death requires people. I might have agreed in the past, but now I don't. Come on, Ye Wuya, if you want to stand, you will fight. Why should we die in a cultivator?" After two heavenly tribulations, Qin Yun was not even surrendered to the sky, and even more so, no matter how cultivator.

Ye Wuya frowned. He didn't understand why Qin Yun could even ignore life and death for the sake of the golden elixir. Is a golden elixir that is tantamount to poison to the Cultivator of the Cultivator is more important than life?

He didn't know that the golden elixir had been refined and absorbed by Qin Yun, so Qin Yun went to find another golden elixir to give him. If he knew, he might not have thought so.

"Mysterious and stubborn, he is obviously a Cervical Cultivator, but his temper is like those old immortals. Since that's the case, I'll kill you and slowly search for the whereabouts of the Golden Pill."

Ye Wuya lost his patience, and the long spear in his hand flashed green light, and the boundless murderous aura spread out from the gun body, forming a thick blood mist that enveloped Ye Wuya. In the blood mist, Qin Yun could only see Ye Wuya's blood-red eyes.

Qin Yun seemed to feel like he was staring at by a wild beast. The long spear of Qingmang was too strange and had such a heavy murderous aura. He must have been a fierce soldier before. I don’t know where Ye Wuya found such a spiritual weapon.

Compared to Qingmang, what made him more concerned about was the secret of Ye Wuya's immortality. Qin Yun saw with his own eyes that he was beaten into blood mud by Ji Xian'er. What kind of martial arts in the cultivation world can be reborn when it is beaten into blood mud? Qin Yun could not have imagined that such an incredible thing could only be done by the saint of the Eagle.

The blood mist was filled with it, and the green spear was like a blood-colored giant python, spreading its slender fangs and pounced on Qin Yun.

"Puff", a low syllable came from Qin Yun's lower abdomen to the ears of both of them.

Qin Yun could hear severe pain in his abdomen. Qin Yun endured the severe pain and looked down. A green light penetrated his abdomen, and the bright red blood flowed out along the spear.

"Tell me the whereabouts of the Jindan, you can still survive."

Qin Yun's face was pale. Who would have thought that the situation that could have been suppressed by the power of his body was completely turned over because of a spiritual weapon.

"Why ask again? You already know my answer very well." Qin Yun, who was lying on the ground, said.

"I hope you think clearly."

Ye Wuya twisted the green light in his hand, and the gun body stirred Qin Yun's intestines, and the flow of blood accelerated a little.

"Ah" Qin Yun couldn't help but scream in a low voice. He wanted to scream, but he didn't want to disturb Ji Xian'er who was in seclusion in the cave. Ji Xian'er's current strength has not been restored and is not suitable for fighting at all. If she is alarmed, she will inevitably be distracted.

Puchi, Ye Wuya pulled out the green light, pointed the cold spear tip at Qin Yun's chest, and said coldly: "The next time it's your lungs, you think it clearly."

"Are you afraid of causing variables if you waste your time so much? I advise you to kill me as soon as possible, otherwise..."

Before Qin Yun could speak, the green light in Ye Wuya's hand fell, and a light sound was heard. The tip of the spear broke through Qin Yun's body and stabbed into Qin Yun's lungs.

"Cough cough cough cough cough..." The lungs were damaged, causing Qin Yun to cough continuously, and each sound was accompanied by a large mouthful of black blood.

Puff, the green light was pulled out again, and half of Qin Yun's lung leaves were still on the tip of the snow-white gun.

The green light in Ye Wuya's hand continued to move upward until Qin Yun's eyebrows stopped. The bright red fell from the tip of the gun, hitting the eyebrows, and it was cold.

Because of excessive blood loss, Qin Yun's face was scary and his mind began to be confused, but he still said word by word: "Impossible."

The three words "Impossible" cut off all Ye Wuya's hope. With a sigh, the green light fell and sank into Qin Yun's eyebrows.

At this moment, Qin Yun's originally confused consciousness suddenly woke up. It seemed as if something had been broken in his body, and a sound of shattering sounded inside him.

"What's going on?" Feeling the abnormality in Qin Yun's body, Ye Wuya pulled out the green light and pulled back.

The middle of the eyebrows was pierced, and the vitality in Qin Yun's body not only did not disappear, but became more and more vigorous. The blood that was flowing out turned golden, and the shocking wounds on his body healed in the blink of an eye.

What is even more incredible is that Qin Yun suddenly stood up, and a thick golden light shot out from his heavenly spirit and soared into the sky.

Above the Eight Prefectures, all the monks were attracted by this dazzling golden light and stared at the direction where Qin Yun was, guessing what had happened.

A mysterious valley in Bazhou, where the grass and trees are lush and vigor are abundant, the river flows rustling, and the breeze makes people feel refreshed, but strangely, there are no animals here.

A white-haired old man sat cross-legged in the middle of the valley. The old man sensed the golden light soaring into the sky and suddenly opened his eyes. His turbid eyes suddenly became bright and flashed. He said in surprise: "The treasure is reflected, the disaster has arrived, the immortals have died, and the heaven and earth have been destroyed. Is the legendary doomsday coming?"

After saying that, a blood-colored jade slip flew out of him, turned into a red light, and flew into the distance.

At the same time, similar things happened in several mysterious places in the Eight Prefectures. The heads of major holy sects in the Eight Prefectures received a strange encounter almost at the same time.

After reading the jade slip, the heads of these sects issued the highest level of pursuit order as soon as possible, "Let the entire sects belonging to the entire sect to kill the legendary treasure body at all costs. Anyone who kills the treasure body will reward one immortal weapon, those who provide information on the treasure body will reward one spiritual weapon. Anyone who has hidden treasure body will be killed without mercy, destroy the whole family, and kill the nine clans."

As soon as this order came out, the world was shocked, killing treasure bodies and appreciating immortal weapons. Countless monks were crazy about it. For a moment, the various origins of the treasure bodies were discovered one by one.

To be continued...
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