Chapter 677 When Liang Youshan Is in Distress, Han Debiao Asks for Help (Happy Mid-Autumn Festival)

Chapter 677 When Liang Youshan is in Distress, Han Debiao Asks for Help (Happy Mid-Autumn Festival)

In the depths of the Qingling Mountains, a dense bamboo grove occasionally heard a burst of explosions that resounded through the sky, and the flames shot into the sky.

In an open field, a large number of blue bamboos were broken down the middle.

Han Debiao and Liang Youshan stood next to each other, their faces were slightly pale, and there were many brown blood stains on their clothes.

Three men and one woman surrounded them, and the leader was a tall and thin old man in green robe. The old man in green robe had regular features, a long beard, and was in the late stage of alchemy.

"Chen Daoyou, as I said, you people in Qingxia Valley were killed by the monks of the Golden Wolf Society, and it has nothing to do with us."

Han Debiao frowned and said in a heavy tone.

He and Liang Youshan organized a monster hunting team to hunt monsters for a living, and their life was passable, but after a long time, it was inevitable that there would be conflicts with other monster hunting teams, and prey snatching happened from time to time, without the support of Nascent Soul cultivator However, Han Debiao could only try to avoid conflicts with other hunting teams.

His idea is very good, but the other hunting teams don't think so, and conflicts happen from time to time.

Not long ago, Han Debiao led the monster hunting team to hunt down monsters. He met the monks of the Golden Wolf Society who killed the monks of Qingxia Valley. The monks of the Wolf Society teamed up to destroy the monks of Qingxia Valley.

Han Debiao felt that they were wronged, but the monks of Qingxiagu didn't believe it.

"It's irrelevant? Since it's irrelevant, why are you running away? Honestly follow us to see the owner of the valley, and let him judge."

The green-robed old man said with a cold face that it was not the first time that Qingxia Valley and Golden Wolf would often break out friction, but this time Qingxia Valley suffered a relatively large loss, losing eight alchemy cultivators.

"Fellow Daoist Han, stop explaining to them, get out! I don't want to hand over my life to others."

Liang Youshan sent a voice transmission to Han Debiao, so there is nothing wrong with wanting to punish them. If Qingxiagu wants to take the opportunity to get rid of them!

The friend of the enemy is also the enemy, both Qingxia Valley and Golden Wolf Society have sent people to win them over, but if they fail to win them over, they are worried that it is entirely possible that they will turn to their enemies and kill them.

Han Debiao also understood this point, nodded and said: "It seems that Silver Spring Valley can't be kept, let's do it and kill it."

The spirit-breaking stick in Han Debiao's hand burst out with dazzling aura, and with a sweep, the void vibrated and twisted, and there was a piercing sound of piercing the air, and heavy stick shadows swept out like a hill, smashing towards the old man in green robe.

The green-robed old man felt a strong wind blowing towards his face, making it difficult to breathe. He quickly raised a gleaming blue flag, waved it lightly, and let out a gust of blue wind to meet him.

The cyan gust was torn apart by the shadow of the heavy stick like paper, and the air waves billowed. The shadow of the heavy stick hit the ground, and the ground suddenly exploded, with more than a dozen thick and long cracks appearing.

Just as the green-robed old man stood firm, there was a piercing sound of swords, countless white snowflakes fell from the sky, the temperature dropped sharply, and Liang Youshan made a move.

"Do it, shoot and kill."

The green-robed old man said in a deep voice, killing Han Debiao and Liang Youshan, they can still deal with Guzhu. Now that they have done it, there is no need to hold back.

A gust of wind blew past, and the dense white snowflakes turned into a dense white sword energy, heading straight for the old man in green robe.

"I'll stop Fellow Daoist Han, you go deal with her."

A big man in a black shirt with a big arm and a round waist said in a deep voice. The three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand burst into a dazzling black light, and he slashed towards Han Debiao's void. It shot out, covering Han Debiao like a death net.

The dense gray light blades are not yet close, the wind is strong, and a large number of flying sand and rocks

Han Debiao snorted softly, and the spirit-breaking stick in his hand was like a white flood in the waves, and he greeted him with a powerful and powerful momentum.

Rumble!

The spirit breaking stick shattered the dense gray light blades, and the powerful air wave broke a large number of bamboos in the middle, causing smoke and dust to fill the sky.

The big man in black shirt and Han Debiao fought close to each other, the three-pointed double-edged knife kept colliding with the spirit-breaking stick, and powerful waves of air burst out, sparks flying everywhere.

"Be careful, Fellow Daoist Wang."

A hurried male voice suddenly sounded.

A huge white sword exuding a chill came down from the sky, like a round white moon descending on the world, and slashed at the big man in black.

The face of the big man in black changed, and he quickly waved the three-pointed and two-edged knife to meet him. The lock suddenly burst into dazzling aura, followed by a silver light curtain, one silver and one black two defenses.

Bang!

The three-pointed two-edged sword collided with the Qingtian giant sword, and a powerful wave of air burst out. The ground was shattered, and a crack more than a hundred feet long appeared, and the sky was full of smoke and dust.

A strong gust of wind came head-on, the hair of the big man in black was flying in the wind, and countless sand and stones were blown away.

He looked up, and at some point Han Debiao took out a gleaming hatchet and struck towards him.

A trace of panic flashed in his eyes, and the white giant sword radiated so much, he quickly injected mana into the three-pointed two-edged sword to resist the white giant sword.

A small ax flickering with spiritual light fell from the sky and struck the black light curtain.

The black and silver light curtains were cut into pieces by the hatchet like paper, and the big man in black was cut in half by the hatchet, bleeding all over the place.

Liang Youshan's beautiful eyes showed a strong look of joy, and at this moment, Han Debiao's hurried voice suddenly sounded: "Fairy Liang, be careful."

A jet-black round bead flew towards Liang Youshan, and runes flashed on the surface of the bead, exuding a violent aura.

Before Liang Youshan had time to avoid it, the black ball suddenly burst open.

There was only a deafening roar, and a glaring black thunder light lit up, covering a radius of several miles, and the waves of air were like waves.

Hundreds of green bamboos were broken by the powerful air waves, and the sky was full of smoke and dust.

The green-robed old man's eyes were cold. He seemed to have sensed something. He waved the blue flag in his hand, and hundreds of blue wind blades flew out, hitting the ground one after another.

After the loud bang, the Vigorous Golden Backed Ape broke through the ground, kicked its legs to the ground, and came straight towards the green-robed old man like a sharp sword off the string.

The old man in green robe reacted quickly, his figure flickered, and he suddenly appeared tens of feet away.

As soon as he stood still, a miserable woman's voice sounded, his face changed, and he looked towards the source of the voice. Han Debiao was holding a gleaming small ax with blood on the blade, and a woman was lying in a pool of blood. Among them, the corpses were separated.

Han Debiao rushed towards the short and fat young man in yellow shirt like a beast in human form.

The young man in the yellow shirt was terrified, and the small yellow mirror in his hand glowed with a blinding aura. Countless yellow runes appeared on the mirror, and yellow thunderbolts flew out one by one, hitting Han Debiao.

Han Debiao swung his small axe, shattering the yellow thunderbolts into pieces, causing waves of air to billow.

The young man in the yellow shirt turned his hand and took out a red-gold ball. Judging from the berserk aura emanating from the red-gold ball, it was obviously a low-grade magic weapon.

The one-time magic weapon Jin Yanzhu is made of golden glass stone and refined from sky fire, which is comparable to a full blow of a monk in the late stage of alchemy.

He threw Jin Yanzhu out and appeared in front of Han Debiao in an instant.

The small ax in Han Debiao's hand hit Jin Yanzhu, a dazzling golden light lit up, a large golden flame enveloped Han Debiao, the flames soared into the sky, and the ground was burned into black.

At this moment, a figure rushed out of the golden sea of ​​flames without warning, it was Han Debiao.

Han Debiao was wearing a thick black battle armor, which protected his whole body. His body surface was red, and his skin felt a tingling tear.

"Flying magic weapon!"

The youth in the yellow shirt noticed that Han Debiao's boots were shining with a dazzling aura, which was obviously a magic weapon for flying. No wonder Han Debiao moved so fast.

The small yellow mirror in his hand burst into a dazzling yellow light, and a thick yellow thunderbolt flew out, heading straight for Han Debiao, as if to kill Han Debiao.

Han Debiao snorted softly, and the seven-star spirit-slaying ax in his hand burst out with dazzling aura, and he slashed forward.

The yellow thunder fire was cut in half by the seven-star spirit-cutting axe, and the seven-star spirit-cutting ax went straight to the yellow-shirted youth.

"No······"

An extremely miserable man screamed, and the seven-star spirit-slaying ax cut the yellow-shirted youth in half.

With the Huoyun Flying Boots in his hand, Han Debiao could easily get close to other alchemy cultivators. If he was approached by the alchemy cultivator, he would die.

The old man in green robe was so frightened that his soul flew into the sky. He turned into a blue light and submerged into the blue flag. There was an ear-piercing whistling sound, and his whole body turned into a blue gust of wind, fleeing towards the distance.

A white giant sword came oncoming, blocking the way of the blue gale.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, the white giant sword was blown away, but the cyan gust also stopped.

There was an ear-piercing sound of piercing the air from behind, and dense red fist shadows swept in, hitting the blue gale one after another.

After the loud rumbling noise, the cyan gust was crushed by the impact of dense red fists, and the old man in cyan robe fell from a height, his face was pale, and there was a lot of blood on his lapel.

Before he landed, a long white rainbow descended from the sky, piercing his heart, turning his whole body into a rain of blood, and he died without a whole body.

Han Debiao breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he has been hiding his clumsiness. No one knows that he has a top-grade flying magic weapon, otherwise the outcome will be unpredictable.

At this time, the black thunder light dissipated, and Liang Youshan sat paralyzed in a huge pit, her face was pale, her breath was sluggish, her towering chest fluctuated, and her breathing was short of breath.

Han Debiao hurriedly flew over and asked nervously, "Fairy Liang, how are you doing?"

"Fellow Daoist Han, hurry... let's go."

After Liang Youshan finished speaking, she passed out, and the white giant sword fell from the sky.

Han Debiao checked carefully and found that Liang Youshan seemed to be poisoned.

Some one-time magic weapons will be refined with some poisons to strengthen the attack, but it can't help the physical training in the alchemy period, but for other alchemy monks, it is still very troublesome.

He quickly put away the things on the ground, fed Liang Youshan an antidote elixir, hugged Liang Youshan by the waist, and flew towards the sky, followed by the Vigorous Golden Backed Ape.

Three days later, Han Debiao returned to Silver Spring Valley. Liang Youshan's lips were pale, her body was trembling, and her head was sweating profusely. It was obvious that she had been poisoned by some kind of strange poison, and ordinary antidote pills could not detoxify her at all.

Han Debiao's heart was heavy. He originally wanted to leave the Qingling Mountains directly, but found that Liang Youshan's condition had deteriorated halfway.

Without timely treatment, Liang Youshan might die.

After careful consideration, Han Debiao returned to Silver Spring Valley. No matter how powerful Qingxia Valley was, he did not dare to attack him in Fangshi.

Han Debiao hugged Liang Youshan, and soon attracted the attention of other monks.

He ignored the strange gazes of others and came to the Silver Spring Pagoda.

The Silver Spring Pagoda was the same as before, with many monks coming in and out, it was very lively.

"Hey, Fellow Daoist Han, what's going on?"

Chen Ming came out of the Silver Spring Tower and was a little surprised to see Han Debiao hugging the unconscious Liang Youshan.

"Chen Daoyou, it's great to meet you, please contact Fairy Ouyang, I have something urgent to find her."

Han Debiao's tone was rapid.

Chen Ming glanced at Liang Youshan, who was out of breath, nodded, and said, "Fellow Daoist Han, please follow me."

Half a quarter of an hour later, they appeared at the gate of a vast manor, and the street was sparsely populated.

Chen Ming sent out a sound transmission talisman, and not long after, the courtyard door opened, and Ouyang Xue came out.

"Fairy Ouyang, my friend has been poisoned, please help me, Han is very grateful."

Han Debiao said sincerely that he didn't know anyone in Zhongtian Continent, and the only person he could find was Ouyang Xue.

Ouyang Xue took out a cyan porcelain bottle, poured out an emerald green pill, stuffed it into Liang Youshan's mouth, and filled it with clean water.

"Fellow Daoist Han, send Fairy Liang to my residence, Chen Ming, go and ask Uncle Seven to come over."

Han Debiao responded, walked in with Liang Youshan in his arms, and Chen Ming took the order to leave.

After a while, they appeared in a three-story cyan attic. Liang Youshan was lying on an antique cyan wooden bed with her eyes closed, her face darkened, and her breath was faint.

"Fellow Daoist Han, what the hell is going on? Tell me clearly so that I can find a way to save Fairy Liang."

Ouyang Xue asked.

Han Debiao hesitated for a moment, and told what happened.

"Qingxia Valley? If I'm not wrong, that person should use Xuanleizi. This kind of insidious magic weapon is refined into many kinds of poisons, and the general detoxification pills are useless at all."

Ouyang Xue frowned and said.

Han Debiao's heart sank, and he asked: "Fairy Ouyang, with the strength of your Ouyang family, you should have a good antidote!"

"Of course there is, but we won't give it to outsiders, let alone sell it easily."

A manly voice suddenly sounded.

As soon as the words were finished, a somewhat hunchbacked old man in gold robes came in. The old man in gold robes had a round face and big eyes.

"Seventh uncle, you should show Liang Xianzi first! Saving people is the most important thing."

Ouyang Xue urged.

The old man in the golden robe nodded and stepped forward to check.

"That's right, it is indeed Xuanleizi. Only our Ouyang family's antidote, Qianlingmiaoxin Pill, can cure this poison."

The old man in the golden robe said in a deep voice.