don't mess with my wife

Chapter 283 You Are Not Bad
Wang Xuan couldn't believe his ears.

To the people of the Eight Great Immortals, this name is absolutely thunderous, because it was this person who almost overturned the Eight Great Immortals.

Because of this person, the Eight Great Immortal Sects have been at odds since then, but they only limit the fight to a certain extent, and it will never develop into a full-strength struggle.

You must know that there were internal strife among the eight immortal sects back then, and the royal family had a great chance to stand up and call the shots.

But the premise is that Tang Chengzong is still alive.

It's just that this person died of illness suddenly at a critical moment, and his successor didn't have his superb methods of sowing discord, and the internal strife among the eight immortal sects also ended.

The person who was supposed to be dead was standing in front of him alive, how could Wang Xuan not be surprised.

Reminiscent of what he saw before him, he still didn't understand, it should be the masters of the royal family who stopped Tang Chengzong, which really destroyed the Eight Great Immortals, where did they find such good nutrition.

Satire.

Before that, Wang Xuan never paid attention to the royal family.

To him, the royal family is just a plaything in his hands, and he can handle it however he wants.

Now he realized that he was too naive.

Everyone in the Eight Great Immortals was played by the royal family.

The so-called prosperity is all false, just because the royal family needs them to be strong.

"Hahaha!" Wang Xuan suddenly laughed, his smile was so bitter, he spent half his life proud, only to find out today that it was all fake.

Tang Chengzong nodded in satisfaction.

He said so much, nothing more than satisfying his own bad taste, making the enemy lose hope, and making him feel that he is really alive.

It's too uncomfortable for this person to look neither human nor ghost.

Especially staying in this forbidden area, although he can continuously improve his strength, he can't break the shackles no matter what. The boring life day after day makes him feel numb.

The only thing that cheers him up is seeing his prey come to him, watching them change from innocence to despair.

"Don't be sad, you won't die for the time being. If you are lucky enough, you may be able to go on the road with your family, and you might as well have a companion on the road to Huangquan." Tang Chengzong took Wang Xuan away.

The others shrugged helplessly.

In the past, everyone would compete for prey, but in this way, the stronger the stronger, the weaker the weaker, plus they are too old, and if they move their hands casually, their lifespan will be reduced by a few months, which is really not worth using. The short lifespan is to compete for prey, harming others and benefiting oneself.

Therefore, everyone divided up the family in Taixuanmen.

Everyone guards a point, as long as people from that family enter, they will be their prey by default, and the Wang family is Tang Chengzong's prey.

There are also people from some small families entering.

At this time, everyone will play some games and compete for the ownership of the prey without doing anything, which is one of the few funs here.

Someone complained: "People outside have been slacking off these years. I haven't come here for a long time. The blood pills in my hand are almost used up. When will this day be the end!"

"If it refers to a counterattack, I believe it won't be too long."

"Really, I know that's not what I'm talking about." The man looked into the distance, his eyes were a little deep, and he murmured: "Even if it is a counterattack, how long can we live in this situation? The key is to continue life, the key is Feisheng, I don't know what the ancestor's plan is!"

The person next to him sighed helplessly.

indeed.

Their current lifespan is all dependent on the monks of Taixuan sect, which has been extended a lot compared to ordinary monks, but there is a limit after all, no matter how powerful the secret method is, it is not perfect.

Especially this secret method of absorbing life force, the more times it is used, the effect will continue to decay.

As a last resort, everyone can only develop an energy-saving mode. They are either sleeping or recuperating on weekdays. The life span of one year will be used for one and a half years.

But even so, there is a limit after all.

Now these old immortals don't think about how to kill the Eight Great Immortals and walk under the sun again. In front of life, these vanities are not worth mentioning. They are more concerned about how to break the shackles of life.

For example, live another life!
"That kind of legendary secret method is very difficult to think about."

Everyone around shook their heads one after another. They were not sure that the secret method would be successful, but they were afraid that they would not be able to persist until then.

……

Royal territory.

Tang Chengzong had already hung Wang Xuan in the center of a magic circle.

His body was cut open more than a dozen times, and the blood left from the wound melted into the magic circle. Through the transformation anyway, a blood-red pill was actually refined.

Tang Chengzong regarded it as a treasure, picked it up carefully, and swallowed it in one gulp, feeling relieved all over his body. The weakness caused by doing it just now recovered instantly.

Wang Xuan looked at this scene and said in disbelief: "What kind of magic circle is this?"

"The magic circle that transforms the vitality, I will take your life." Tang Chengzong said with a smile.

"How is it possible!" Wang Xuan obviously didn't believe that there was such a magic circle, and it was too heaven-defying to be able to convert other people's vitality into his own.

"Hmph." Tang Chengzong didn't explain either.

In fact, Wang Xuan himself did not want to admit it.

He obviously felt that the blood in his body was not dripping naturally, but was drawn away by a force in the magic circle. While losing blood, he only felt that his body was much weaker. It wasn't simply losing blood, it was more Something esoteric may well be your own vitality.

It can only be said that the methods of evil cultivation are too heaven-defying.

Otherwise, the cultivation world, which has never been in harmony, would not be able to unite against evil cultivators. Once the issue of evil cultivation is involved, they will definitely be of one mind.

It is really because the threat of evil cultivators is too great.

Being an enemy with a monk is nothing more than a life-and-death end.

Evil cultivators regard monks as their own nourishment. If they want to practice, they have to kill more than ten times as many monks, steal the other party's strength, and use it to improve themselves.

Now that even life force can be absorbed, Wang Xuan can only despair.

The blood is still flowing.

The refining of the blood pills was completed one by one. With Wang Xuan's complete weakness, it seemed that his body could no longer draw a drop of blood, so Tang Chengzong gave up temporarily.

Glancing at Wang Xuan who was extremely weak, Tang Chengzong said with emotion: "You are not bad, you have refined ten blood pills for me with blood alone, at least you can refine no less than three pills for me. Ten blood pills will cost you more than ten years of lifespan, which is not considered a loss."

The blood in Wang Xuan's body has already been emptied, and he has no strength to answer, but even so, he didn't die. It can only be said that the vitality of the Transcending Tribulation Realm is too strong, after all, it is infinitely close to the level of a fairy .

Looking at the corpse at the side, even though it looks like only the withered Nascent Soul is left, the soul has not been completely extinguished, and there is always a glimmer of life. For this reason, even the soul fire of Taixuanmen will not be extinguished, it is a miracle.

(End of this chapter)