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It is much more useful for a strong Demon Emperor to be promoted to the first rank than Chi Tianmin to be promoted to the first rank.

The spiritual energy between heaven and earth converged on the Snow Lion Beast at a speed visible to the naked eye. As the Snow Lion Beast roared, there was a popping sound all around, and the quicksand formation was broken.

Zhang Jin's reaction speed was also extremely fast. During the promotion process of the Snow Lion Beast, he had already carried Chi Tianmin and fled away. He knew that he could not do anything.

The monster is a creature that holds grudges, let alone a strong one at the level of the Demon King. It was just a little bit closer to being killed by an ant, and it almost became the laughing stock of the ages.

The angry snow lion followed the breath and chased in the direction of Zhang Jin and the others.

After promotion, the Snow Lion Beast seems to be a little faster than before, but Zhang Jin's speed is getting slower and slower due to taking the Penetration Pill. As long as the effect of the drug wears off, they will definitely die.

There was no time to hesitate, Zhang Jin threw Chi Tianmin forward: "Boy, run away. Whether you can run away depends on your luck."

After saying that, he turned back and faced the Snow Lion Beast head-on. It was impossible for the Snow Lion Beast to let him go, so he might as well buy some time for Chi Tianmin to escape.

Chi Tianmin was thrown far away while holding Xiao Qi. He stumbled a few times before he finally regained his balance.

After standing firm, he turned around and saw Zhang Jin fighting with the Snow Lion Beast. Chi Tianmin had a complicated look on his face.

After getting along with him for a long time, he had already understood that this old boy was a soft-spoken and soft-hearted guy. Now, at this moment of life and death, he would actually go head-to-head with the Snow Lion for his own sake.

The effectiveness of the Penetration Pill is weakening, and Zhang Jin's actions are becoming more and more clumsy. His only advantage is speed. As long as he slows down, the Snow Lion Beast can slap him into a pulp.

Chi Tianmin hesitated for a moment, then finally gritted his teeth, made up his mind, and took out a gold-backed machete and a small bright red porcelain bottle from his Xumi bag.

Even before coming to the far north ice field, Chi Tianmin had already put the machete into his Sumeru bag.

Chi Tianmin looked at the small porcelain bottle in his hand and couldn't help but recall his master's instructions before his death.

Before the Medicine God died, he left Chi Tianmin a lot of elixirs, including three of which he was particularly cautious about.

The small porcelain bottle in Chi Tianmin's hand was one of them, a poison called the kiss of death by the God of Medicine.

Speaking of the kiss of death, it is very famous, and there is a famous allusion about it.

About a few hundred years ago, there was a pair of heroes. The man was a talented swordsman, and the woman was a herbalist who was famous in the country. They were both talented and beautiful, and they were an enviable couple.

But this allusion is famous not because of the love between them, but because of the kiss of death.

That swordsman lived up to his reputation as a genius. He became a swordsman when he was only sixty years old. His goal was to attack the path to true god that had been blocked for hundreds of years.

However, the way of heaven was lacking, and even with his talent, he could not reach the true God in the end.

Geniuses are proud and crazy. Seeing that the end is right in front of them, if they don't break through, they will only turn into a pile of loess. The swordsman actually went down the wrong path.

He discovered an evil method from the tomb of the ancient powerful that could absorb other people's spiritual energy for his own use.

Although this evil method cannot completely absorb the opponent's spiritual energy, it can absorb one-tenth of it, which is much faster than practicing on your own.

The swordsman who practiced this method caused a bloody storm in the world, but because of his superb strength, people were helpless against him.

The swordsman who took the evil path became cruel and bloodthirsty. For a while, the saint-level strong men disappeared and hid.

The world is so big, as long as you want to hide, it's not that easy to find.

Seeing that his breakthrough was imminent, but he couldn't find a strong person to absorb the spiritual energy, the swordsman was furious.

Although absorbing ordinary practitioners can also improve spiritual energy, the speed is too slow for him and he doesn't have much time.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally set his sights on his wife, his lover who had been with him for hundreds of years.

His wife is also extremely talented and is already a divine medicine practitioner. In terms of spiritual energy reserves, she is stronger than most people.

The woman began to persuade the man from the first day he went astray, but the man who was bewildered would never listen to her.

On this day, the swordsman came to the woman's pharmacy. They had been married for a hundred years, and the swordsman did not want to use force. Anyway, his wife's end was approaching, and he hoped that his wife could fulfill him.

"Qing'er, you and I have been inseparable for hundreds of years. You should also be aware of my intentions. Anyway, you don't have much life left. Can you become your husband and help your husband break the imprisonment of the true god?" The swordsman got straight to the point.

Although she is already a hundred years old, the years have not left any traces on the woman's face. She is still graceful and beautiful.

The woman's charming smile charmed all living beings. Even though they had been with her day and night for hundreds of years, the swordsman also lost his concentration for a moment.

"If I can help my husband become a true god, I am naturally willing to do so." The woman said with a smile.

When the swordsman heard this, he felt a trace of guilt in his heart, but then he put it behind him. Anyway, if he didn't absorb her spiritual energy, she wouldn't live long, so why not help herself?

"But..." The woman hesitated, but finally said: "After my husband absorbs my spiritual energy, my time has come. Before I die, I want to be tender with my husband one last time. Is that okay?"

Looking at the charming woman with big eyes in front of him, the swordsman couldn't say no and nodded lightly.

Seeing the swordsman nod, the woman smiled sweetly again: "The husband will wait for my concubine to dress up later."

After saying that, the woman entered the inner house and started to freshen up.

Without letting the swordsman wait long, the woman called the swordsman in: "Husband, come in."

When the swordsman entered the boudoir, he was suddenly shocked by the scene in front of him.

The woman was wearing a red wedding dress, with a phoenix crown on her head, her long eyelashes flashed as her eyes blinked, her nose was slightly tilted, and her thin lips were smeared with bright red rouge, which made people want to have a bite.

This scene reminded the swordsman of the time when they got married, when the woman was dressed like this, which fascinated him.

"Kiss me!" Two soft words came out from those red lips, revealing a different kind of temptation.

The swordsman couldn't bear it any longer. He took a few steps forward, hugged the woman, and covered her thin red lips with his lips.

In this kiss, the two of them kissed very passionately, as if they were saying their final goodbyes.

After a long time, the lips parted, and the woman's eyes were filled with tears. She lay in the man's arms, looked at the man, and murmured: "Didn't we say that we would grow old together and live and die together?"

The man turned his face sideways with guilt on his face: "I'm sorry!"

The woman smiled bitterly, with sadness in her tone: "I'm sorry for you, I can't watch you make the same mistake again and again!"

"What... do you mean..." Before the swordsman could finish speaking, he noticed something was wrong in his body.

He felt that the spiritual energy in his body was raging. He circulated the spiritual energy in an attempt to suppress the toxicity in his body. However, no matter how he suppressed it, it was of no avail, and it only happened faster.

In just a cup of tea, the swordsman spat out a mouthful of blood, and then fell to the ground helplessly.

The woman helped him up and held him in her arms: "Now we can be together forever."

After saying that, the woman spit out a mouthful of blood and then fell limply on the man.

This is the origin of the kiss of death. A woman puts poison on her lips, poisoning the person she loves most and taking away her own life.

The kiss of death is a super poison that can kill a god-level expert.