Chapter 158: Fire Poison Rushes to the Brain, Killing Spree

Master Xu Yang spread his sleeves, looked at the tragic scene in front of him, and took a disciple to come over. He asked in a dignified but not angry way: "What's going on?"

This disciple was only a Qi Refining cultivator. He was knocked unconscious by the ghost sent by Wu Yi and brought out. He didn't even watch Wu Yi's breakthrough before, so how could he say anything? His legs were shaking, and he dared not speak.

"Master, it was Wu Yi who caused this trouble. Wu Yi is lawless. Not only did he send ghosts to attack us, but he also summoned magma to kill all of us!" A disciple pushed aside the crowd and kowtowed to Master Xu Yang, tears streaming down his face, miserable and sad.

This disciple was the one who had belittled Wu Yi and praised Lin Qitian before. He was afraid that what he had said before would be found out, so he planned to throw all the charges to Wu Yi and clear himself.

For Xu Yang, such ignorant words were naturally not believed. He asked several people in succession. They were all present at the time and rescued by ghosts. Although what these people said was different, they were all related to Wu Yi.

It should be correct that Wu Yi was involved in this matter. Xu Yang couldn't help asking: "Where is Wu Yi?" He asked several times in a row, but no one answered.

The last thin body pushed everyone away and entered in front of Xu Yang. It was Yun He. He was originally on the side of the ghost. He hurried over after hearing the real voice and answered cautiously: "The Taoist priest should be in the yard and not come out."

Hearing this, everyone's face was different. Although many disciples looked calm, the arc of their mouths showed their true thoughts. With such a violent magma eruption, Wu Yi would be burned to ashes even if he turned around.

This Wu Yi breakthrough caused many of them present to destroy the training grounds. It would be better if he died.

Especially if Wu Yi died, then the group of ghosts he left behind would become ownerless things, which were worth a lot of money. Many people looked at each other and thought about Wu Yi's ghost.

Master Xu Yang frowned, and did not continue to ask about Wu Yi. He turned to look at a disciple who was walking hurriedly, and said: "Liu Yun, go and count if there are other disciples who have died." Liu Yun is the person in charge of the roster of disciples, and he is familiar with the disciples.

With such a large-scale magma eruption and ground depression, it is normal for people to die. If there are no deaths, it would be strange.

If Wu Yi had not sent ghosts to save these disciples, there might be more deaths, but as soon as these people escaped from danger, they turned their minds to Wu Yi's ghosts, which is simply unforgivable.

After an incense stick, Liu Yun hurried back and replied: "At present, three people are missing, five people have died, and more than ten people are seriously injured."

Xu Yang was silent when he heard it, waiting for Liu Yun's next words.

"Among them, they are all registered disciples, not regular disciples." Liu Yun said with some relief. The sect has very strict control over regular disciples. If there are casualties, they must be explained clearly, but registered disciples are not so important.

There are so many people who want to enter the eight main courtyards, but not everyone can enter. Those who can't enter don't want to leave, so they stay in the main courtyard and wait for the next opportunity, saving the cost of transportation and the main courtyard can also make a profit. Both sides are profitable.

"Inform the relatives of these disciples and let them claim the bodies." Xu Yang said indifferently.

After dealing with other things, Xu Yang put his focus back on Wu Yi. After all, he invested a lot of effort in this boy, and he must find the body even if he dies.

Xu Yang looked down at the magma below, especially the location of the magma vent. That should be where Wu Yi was originally. But now there is only boiling and bubbling magma, and some broken bricks and tiles where the magma has not melted completely. As for the human figure, it can't be seen.

The magma erupted because of Wu Yi's practice is actually not very powerful, far less powerful than the power of heaven and earth, otherwise these real people would not be able to suppress it so easily. At this time, Xu Yang even felt that the magma under the ground was receding.

It seems that something is wrong. Watching the magma gradually recede, Xu Yang's eyes were sharp. He found something unusual and wanted to go down to investigate, but before going down, he still had to send away those irrelevant people.

"You all go away. The sect will deal with it later." Relying on the strength and prestige of the master, including those real people bowed to Xu Yang and left one after another. As for the disciples, they dared not say much. Even if they had ideas about the ghosts left by Wu Yi, they buried them in their hearts at this time.

There was only a group of organized ghosts left nearby, and Yun He, who had a close relationship with Wu Yi. Xu Yang couldn't call them away, so he didn't do anything useless and let them stay.

In Xu Yang's perception, I don't know how many disciples were hiding on one side at this time, intending to see whether Wu Yi was alive or dead. Xu Yang didn't care about this generation. It was possible that there were hidden hands left by other real people here, and even he couldn't deal with it.

Xu Yang calmly entered the magma in the center. Master Xu Yang was a spiritual master of Zhenyang Cave Heaven, so he was quite accomplished in strength. He cultivated his body to be as strong as copper and iron, and was invulnerable to water and fire. He didn't even need a magic weapon to block the heat. He entered directly like this.

What happened to Wu Yi at this time? Wu Yi tried to stop it for a moment when the magma erupted, but the powerful impact force made Wu Yi fall into the magma and fainted.

The "Great Dao Sutra of Hunyuan Huanyuan" started to work spontaneously, making Wu Yi's whole body like a stubborn stone. Not only was he not carried to the sky by the gushing magma, but he sank down. Yes, he sank down, which was very magical.

I don't know how deep he sank. The magma at this time was already extremely viscous. When Wu Yi couldn't sink any more, he was suspended there. I don't know how high the temperature here is.

Anyway, when Wu Yi first entered here, except for the muscles and bones, all other parts of Wu Yi's body, such as skin, flesh and fascia, were burned away and turned into a skeleton. It was later repaired bit by bit with blood. As for the clothes on his body, they were even more damaged a long time ago. It’s gone.

Wu Yi's whole body was shrouded in a faint blood light. The fiery magma burned his skin and it was quickly repaired completely. However, there were still traces of fire poison entering his body and accumulating. This was caused by the blood light. cannot be eliminated.

Accumulating fire poison in the body is a bad thing, but there is also a good thing. Wu Yi's blood, which has been difficult to break through, soaked in the magma and successfully advanced to the third level, which is integrated into the bone marrow.

Since the last battle with the Xie family disciple, the blood light broke through the second level in a short period of time and then broke through again. This method really requires death to survive. If the blood light breaks through again, it will reach the golden elixir level, and Wu Yi calls it immortal.

But compared with the changes in the original energy beads, the changes in the blood light are not worth mentioning.

The originally pure white and natural Origin Qi Beads have now transformed into crimson red, and even the aura underneath has turned into crimson fire aura.

In such a short period of time, Wu Yi has undergone such a big change. Ordinary people who have spent more than ten years practicing fire-attribute skills may not have this effect.

If other people dare to enter the magma to absorb the power of the fire-attributed earth veins, their cultivation will improve quickly. However, if they do not have the blood-light method, they will definitely die without a burial place.

Xu Yang searched for a day and a night in the magma, and Wu Yi also soaked in the magma for a day and a night.

In fact, Wu Yi no longer absorbs the power of the earth veins in his body very early. His body is suspended in the magma, neither up nor down. The reason why he has not woken up yet has something to do with the fire poison in his body. Fire poison burns people's minds. If It is possible to become an idiot over time.

Therefore, Wu Yi is still in danger.

"It turns out that here, I knew that this boy was blessed with great luck and would not die so easily. It was indeed the case." Xu Yang couldn't help but said as he looked at the small black dot in the distance, which was Wu Yi's body.

"Wu Yi, Wu Yi." Xu Yang saw Wu Yi's current state, and the sound of thunder filled his brain, trying to wake him up. As for why he didn't take Wu Yi out to wake him up, it was because it would be more convenient to talk here. , going out is full of eyes and ears, and is always witty and boring.

After calling him several times, Wu Yi finally woke up, saw the familiar yet unfamiliar figure in front of him, and remembered that this was Jin Dan Zhenren who taught him the eighteen strength moves.

Wu Yi's spiritual energy transformed into a Taoist robe. Because it was a fire-type spiritual energy, the Taoist robe was also red. However, because the magma was also red, Wu Yi did not notice this change.

"Kid Wu Yi pays homage to the real person." Wu Yi knew that this real person saved his life, so he knelt down and kowtowed in a big salute.

Xu Yang accepted this gift and said: "It seems that you are fine. I don't ask what kind of Kung Fu you have practiced. Tomorrow is the time to climb the ladder to heaven, so don't delay."

"Thank you, Master." Wu Yi bowed again. When he stood up, Xu Yang had disappeared, leaving only the word "Strength". Seeing these two words, Wu Yi's eyes couldn't help but flicker, guessing the Master's intention.

Xu Yang left the magma, but Wu Yi did not appear. Outsiders thought Wu Yi was dead, and some people's thoughts began to unfold.

Now that he woke up, and tomorrow was the big day, Wu Yi didn't dare to delay, and groped back following the contact with the ghost pet. When his spiritual sense was able to contact the ghosts, Wu Yi sensed something that made him extremely excited. To his annoyance, a group of disciples were besieging his ghost.

The fire poison rushed into his brain, and the Tao Yun Wu Yi understood was useless. He was furious and his usual calmness disappeared.

But Wu Yi is still a long way from the ghosts. People can stay angry for a while, but they cannot stay angry forever. When the anger subsided, Wu Yi regained his clarity and began to think about how to deal with the matter after he appeared.

"This is Taoist Master Wu's ghost. What are you people doing?" Yun He looked at the crowd in front of him, which consisted of at least a dozen foundation-building monks and more than a hundred Qi-refining monks, and said calmly.

But this group of people did not look at Yun He, and did not take him seriously at all. The leader waved his hand and said: "Come on, Wu Yi is dead. These ghosts are now ownerless. They can form a formation to defend against the enemy. The combat power behind the formation is pretty good, don’t kill too many, try to save as much as possible.”

"Taoist Master Wu will not forgive you." Yunhe's protesting voice sounded so weak amidst the clashing sounds of magic weapons that filled the sky. Yunhe, a Taoist boy, was not even qualified to let them look at him.

After all, he is a person in a large crowd, so it is difficult to kill him, otherwise there would be no room for Yun He to make noise.

Although this group of people was large and powerful, they could not defeat the ghosts once they formed a formation. In order to preserve the organization of the ghosts as much as possible, these people were tied up and could not use 80% of their strength.

But this generation had already made preparations to seize Wu Yi's ghosts, and prepared many magic weapons to restrain the ghosts. Soon the formation was broken open. The Nine Ghost Locking Palace Formation was a trapping formation, not a killing formation. It was its shortcoming. also.

This group of people took the ghost collection bags and quickly collected a lot of ghosts. Except for the evil ghosts who were not collected for the time being because of their high strength, other fierce ghosts and spiritual ghosts were collected.

"Everyone, please work harder. These ghosts can't hold on any longer. Don't let them escape." Seeing that the overall situation has been decided, a monk said confidently.

"Let me see who is trying to escape." Wu Yi thought he could handle the matter calmly, but seeing the scene at the scene, Dao Yun shrank inwardly, and the poison rushed into his brain, becoming extremely manic.

"Ah, Wu Yi, he is not dead." Some weaker Qi-refining monks took the lead in retreating, and planned to escape while the foundation-building monks were confronting each other.

"Die." Wu Yi waved his hand and his spiritual energy evolved into a fire blade, which cut the fleeing disciples straight in half. The flames touched the disciples' bodies, and soon the dead disciples were burned to ashes.

Wu Yi was distracted and these foundation-building monks attacked together. Wu Yi dodged most of the attacks, but was still cut by one of the swords on his waist, leaving a cut.

The leader said: "Wu Yi, what we did today was not good. We are willing to return the ghosts we took back. How about we not owe each other anything?"

"Fellow Daoist, if you want to return it, you can return it by yourself. I will not return what I have eaten." There were different opinions in the team, and there were quite a few who held this view.

"Don't even think about leaving." While they were talking, Wu Yi's previous injuries were completely healed, and his voice was cold.

As he spoke, Wu Yi approached a foundation-building cultivator. In his frenzy, he activated the blood-burning technique to more than twelve times. For some reason, there was no monkey phantom as before, but this heavy punch directly blasted the person in front of him into blood foam.

"Wu Yi, you dare to kill your fellow disciples."

"So what?" Wu Yi moved to avoid the attacking magic weapon and came to the person who spoke. Although the cultivator had been prepared and stabbed Wu Yi with the sword in front of him, Wu Yi still smashed the cultivator in front of him with a punch despite the danger of the magic sword entering his body.

However, Wu Yi was stabbed into the body by the magic sword and bled continuously, but Wu Yi was recovering rapidly in the repair of the blood light. Wu Yi's desperate fighting style scared the remaining cultivators, and the attack became more urgent and compact.

As for the other Qi-refining cultivators, there were only a few left after being killed by Wu Yi's evil ghosts, and some trapped ghosts were also released.

When Qiu Buyan, who had rushed over after receiving the news, saw the scene that was almost like hell on earth, his eyelids could not help but jump, even though he was well-informed.

"Brother, save me." Wu Yi killed the last man in front of Qiu Buyan, smashing his head with a palm.

At this time, his body was covered with wounds, but his murderous aura remained undiminished, his eyes were red, and he was manic and bloodthirsty, not like a human, but more like an ape.

"You——, you are so bold." Qiu Buyan was really angry with Wu Yi, and drew his sword, murderous.

Wu Yi had already lost his mind at this time, and rushed up when he felt that there was a threat to him.

"Boy, you are here at the right time." Qiu Buyan swung his sword, and a sharp sword light slashed towards Wu Yi.