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Hearing this, the Fangcunshan disciples who were present all looked sideways.

I saw Wu Hai's chest, at some point, there was already a blood hole the size of a bowl, and the scarlet blood flowed out uncontrollably.

"Junior brother, I have a blood-returning pill here. This pill comes from the Eight Diagrams Furnace of Taishang Laojun. It is very rare. No matter how serious the injury is, the wound can heal. Take the pill quickly..."

At this moment, Wu Guang flicked his fingers, and a drop of black elixir swept away and landed in Wu Hai's mouth.

But the weird thing is!

After Wu Hai took the elixir, the wound did not show any tendency to heal, but the blood flow became faster.

"What's going on here? Why can't the blood recovery pill stop Wu Hai's blood?"

"Master, what happened to Junior Brother Wu Hai?"

The crowd became commotion, and a group of Fangcunshan disciples were full of doubts in their eyes. They turned around one after another, and looked at Patriarch Bodhi with pleading eyes.

"Zhulong is the ancestor of all dragons, and he possesses the most powerful hostility and evil spirit in the world... Your junior brother's internal organs have been invaded by these evil gases, and he has already lost his ability to recover. The only thing you can do as a teacher is to send him to reincarnation. Cast a good fetus in the next life."

Patriarch Bodhi said with a sigh.

"What? Junior brother Wu Hai is hopeless?"

"Master, this, this, this..."

A group of disciples from Fangcunshan started commotion again, with ugly expressions on their faces.

In their hearts, the master who is almost omnipotent, who is regarded as a god in their hearts, is also incapable of saving Wuhai right now?

If it wasn't for the hard facts before them, how could they believe it?

"Hongmeng Immortal Venerable, what a trick... In order to train disciples, I found a few drops of Zhulong's blood essence and forcibly injected them into the body of Wenren Muling. If the deduction is correct, these few drops of Zhulong's blood essence , you should have forcibly stripped it from the Dragon King of the Four Seas, right?"

Patriarch Bodhi's complexion was gloomy and cold, and he teased with a half-hearted smile.

In fact, such speculation is also reasonable.

According to the evaluation of Patriarch Bodhi, Mubai's magic power is at best the highest and he has just entered the Immortal King, and it is absolutely impossible to risk his life to hunt Zhulong in the Chaos Da Luotian.

same!

Even if you meet Zhulong, you will have to die.

Besides, the candle dragon is the mount of the sage Nuwa. Looking at the world, who would dare to be so presumptuous?

The only place left with the candle dragon's essence and blood is the Heavenly Court and the Dragon King of the Four Seas.

Heavenly Court has opened the trial of the Divine Furnace of Creation, and now the background is not what it used to be, and Mubai has colluded with the Black Lotus Sacred Sect, and is a wanted criminal by the Heavenly Court. As long as there is a bit of brains, it is certainly impossible to take the initiative to throw himself into the trap.

Then these few drops of Zhulong's blood essence must have come from the Dragon King of the Four Seas.

The magic power of the Dragon King of the Four Seas is not high, and with Mu Bai's supernatural power, he can just bully him to death.

And hearing Patriarch Bodhi's guess, the Hongmeng Mountain disciples present all looked at each other in blank dismay, holding back their smiles.

But they didn't force them to explain.

Because there is no need!

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Chapter 797 Candle Dragon VS Kunpeng!

"You can go to a dangerous place like Chaos Daluotian to find the Immortal Emperor Lotus for your disciples, why can't I?"

Mu Bai had the same thought as many disciples, and he didn't bother to explain.

Could it be that he told Patriarch Bodhi that he went to the Great Luotian of Chaos alone, killed Zhulong, and became a brother and sister of the same sect with Saint Nuwa?

Even if Mubai is willing to say it, Patriarch Bodhi will not believe it!

"Master, disciple, disciple can no longer be filial under your seat..."

A sense of weakness swept over, forcing Wu Hai's eyes to lose sight, he spit out these words intermittently, then fell to the ground and lost his vitality.

"Junior Brother Wuhai..."

Wuyuan, Wujue, Wuru, Wuxing's eyes turned red instantly, and they choked up.

They have been in the same family for hundreds of years, and their relationship is naturally closer than that of brothers. Now that their relatives have died tragically, no one can accept it.

"Junior Brothers, this is not the time to be sad, what we have to do right now is to avenge Junior Brother Wuhai!"

Wu Guang said in a deep voice.

As soon as these words fell, the other disciples of Fangcunshan sacrificed their fairy artifacts one after another, and glared at Wenren Muling with murderous anger.

"Why are you looking at me like this? Even if you want revenge, you have to wait for me to clean up this bitch first!"

Wenren Muling rolled down her lovely eyelids and said jokingly.

At this moment, everyone realized that Wenren Muling's other dragon claw was tightly strangling Wu Ying's throat, and slowly lifted her up.

"Wenren Muling, I admit defeat, I won't fight anymore..."

Because her throat was choked, Wu Ying's voice was forcefully squeezed out, very hoarse and low, like a mosquito chirping.

"Wenren Muling, did you hear that my junior sister has already surrendered, why don't you let her go?"

Seeing this scene, many disciples of Fangcunshan endured their aggrieved hearts and said with righteous indignation.

"Admit defeat? The rules of this competition, when did you say that you can escape if you admit defeat?"

Wenren Muling looked left and right pretending to be puzzled.

"That's right...we haven't heard that either."

Meng Qianqian, Zixia, Nie Xiaoqian and others all joined in.