Chapter 50: Altar Mountain Witch

The expression on that pretty woman's face when she spoke was not only in high spirits. The look in Zongshou's eyes was also unusually fierce. It seemed that Zong Shou was already her property.

"If you agree, I may not be able to help you win the position of the Demon King of Qiantian Mountain. But before you become the Earth Wheel Six Meridian Martial Sect, whoever dares to kill you, I will kill him!"

Yin Yang was even more vigilant, and murmured: "The cauldron's original fetus? Excuse me, girl, is it from the Xuanshui Demon Sect, or the Yuan Demon Temple? Or is it the Tanshan Shamo—"

"It's the Seven Spirit Sect of Tanshan, the Shamo Sect you call!"

The woman raised her chin proudly, and gave Yin Yang a fierce look, as if she was very dissatisfied with the magic word he uttered.

"I don't change my name when I go, and I don't change my surname when I sit. Zhao Yanran, the chief disciple of the Seven Spirit Sect, is ordered by his master to go down the mountain to seek the source of the fetus!"

Yin Yang gave a wry smile, but his eyes were cold and devoid of warmth: "In this way, Miss Yanran is planning to practice the noble sect's method of accumulating demons, in order to break through the realm of heaven in one fell swoop in the future? It's just that I heard , the method of the noble sect has always been either death or injury. Even if a person who was born in the original body can survive, it will be a waste of cultivation. There are almost no exceptions—”

"Naturally! It has long been recorded in the patriarch's canon. The life-and-death outcome between the person who planted the embryo and the original embryo of the furnace is seventy-three. However, so far in our sect, only one person has managed to survive the furnace. That's all. There are so many similar methods in the world, and which one is not like this? It's just that you have no other choice now?"

When she said this, Zhao Yanran gave Zong Shou another sideways glance: "If you accept my fetal seed, your body with dual veins can be suppressed by a master before! No matter martial skills or spiritual methods, you can advance by leaps and bounds. If you refuse, I will kill you right now. My embryonic seed is the twelve phantom fire lotus seeds that my master personally took down 30,000 feet into the ground for sacrifice. They are born with pure phantom flame power. Once planted, you can Directly within half a year, the seven channels will be opened. How to choose is entirely up to you!"

Chu Xueliu frowned slightly, feeling secretly chilled. This Zhao Yanran didn't seem to have any pity for other people's lives, she just treated it as a normal thing. Speaking of murder, his tone was flat and terrifying.

Thinking back to before, the few warriors buried among the wolves were just for a show. He couldn't help feeling chills all over his body, and unconsciously, he took a step closer to Zongshou.

She is not afraid of killing people, but she is really afraid of this woman in front of her.

After all, it is recognized that the characters who came out of the Demon Sect, whether it is temperament or means, are terrifyingly weird.

Just when I felt the coldness seemed to invade the bone marrow. Zong Shou patted her on the shoulder, and Chu Xue immediately felt his body warm up, only then did he realize that he was unconsciously captured by this woman's spirit. Then he saw the young man next to him, and said with a neither salty nor indifferent expression: "Choose me as the cauldron? Is Miss Yanran really thinking about it? Are you not afraid that in the future, all these years of penance will be taken away by me?"

When Zhao Yanran heard the words, she immediately gave a cold sneer: "Whether it is the way of martial arts or the practice of soul law, the word 'fearless' is emphasized. I seven you three, it is life or death. How can there be so many people who are afraid of the first and the last? Win It's best if you win, and it doesn't matter if you lose. Zong Shou, you are the most talented person I have seen in the past 16 years. Unfortunately, you are trapped by blood, and it is difficult to achieve in your life. If even a useless person like you, I If you can't win, you deserve it! Anyway, the better you are in the future, the happier I, Zhao Yanran, will be!"

"The more outstanding you are, the happier you are? Hehe, the primordial fetus made from lotus seeds made of phantom fireworks, to be honest, it's really exciting."

Zong Shou smiled slightly, and the next moment, he turned his face coldly: "When you're done talking, get out!"

It is not a lie to say that it is heart-warming. The phantom fire lotus is indeed a good thing. It is even more tempting to rush into the realm of secret martial arts masters in one fell swoop.

Even if no one else intervenes to help, he is 99% sure that he will turn against the fetus.

It's just that once the method of cultivating the fetus of the mysterious devil and the phantom fire lotus is used, it is tantamount to firmly restricting one's future path.

As far as he knew, the fetal seed was more or less in conflict with his method of swallowing yuan.

More importantly, he was completely annoyed by this woman's madness. That slightly crazy, high-spirited tone, and the expression that everything is under control, all make him dislike——

Chuxue secretly rejoiced, holding the sword in her hand, staring at Zhao Yanran vigilantly, the sword claw on her left hand was also slightly flaring.

Zhao Yanran was obviously taken aback, a little unbelievable, and looked at Zong Shou fixedly. It seems that he did not expect that his proposal would be rejected. After hesitating for a moment, Zhao Yanran didn't kill the soul directly, but frowned, "Why did you refuse? With Zong Shou's cruelty when you killed the soul master, you shouldn't refuse. But my offer is not enough? Or Are you actually cowardly? No, if that's the case, you should agree to—"

Zong Shou sneered and said nothing, and didn't bother to explain, anyway, a battle is inevitable today. With deep eyes, he glanced at the woman's wound.

The medicine he prepared is not very toxic. But it is very penetrating, once it is contaminated, it is like a gangrene attached to the bone, and it is extremely difficult to drain.

Even for a congenital martial artist, after a quarter of an hour, it should have an effect.

Even if only Yin Yang, an eighth-rank secret martial artist, is barely qualified to fight Zhao Yanran. Today's battle still has a certain chance of winning.

The chances of winning are about one in nine, Zhao Yanran is nine, and the three of them have only one.

Zhao Yanran talked to herself for a while, but her expression gradually calmed down. Instead of making a move, he smiled sweetly: "Whether you are willing or not, wait until you hear me play a piece of music—"

He actually took out several hole Xiaos with different styles and textures from his waist. Then, as if it was difficult to choose, with an extremely serious expression, he moved his eyes back and forth among these cave Xiaos.

"Which one should I choose?"

Zong Shou raised his eyebrows lightly, and he knew at a glance that this person was indeed an expert in rhythm. It is the same Xiaoqu, but with different Xiaoqu, the flavors it blows out will be different. The iron flute is thick and thick, the bamboo flute is ethereal, and the jade flute is crisp and clear, each with its own characteristics.

As far as he knew, the so-called Seven Spirit Sect of Tanshan had passed down several secret methods of music rhythm since ancient times, and used music to hurt people.

With only a slight thought in my mind, I guessed what this woman was planning. Zong Shou looked under him and said with a smile: "If Miss Yanran can't find a suitable flute, I have one here. I guarantee you will be satisfied!"

Su Chuxue was slightly taken aback, wondering when did they bring this thing on them? Both she and Yin Yang are dedicated to improving martial arts. As for the young master himself, he has never touched him.

After a while, he finally woke up and realized something, his cheeks flushed immediately, he spat secretly, and scolded Zong Shou in his heart, it was really obscene.

Zhao Yanran didn't realize it at all, took only a moment, took one of the jade Xiaos in her hands, and put the blow hole to her lips with an extremely calm expression.

At the beginning of Xiao's voice, it was cold and ethereal, but it was intermittent like a gossamer, small and weak, continuous and continuous.

Yin Yang and Chuxue both wanted to take precautions. However, after only listening to it for a while, unconsciously, one after another, I became engrossed.

Gradually, the voice sounded like weeping, which made people subconsciously feel sad.

Zong Shou was the weakest of the three, but he kept smiling freely. A black flying knife with cloud pattern in the sleeve is always looming.

The way is myself, and I will not be confused by the sound of the flute. However, after a while, the memories in my mind suddenly came flooding in. He was completely caught off guard, and his mind was immersed in it.

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