Soul Emperor Martial God

Chapter 4959: Catch the evil god?

"Um?"

Suddenly, Senior Luo frowned.

Xiao Yi, who was holding in his arms, was actually hot all over.

"What?" The other old people listened softly, Qi Qi looked.

Senior Luo frowned and said, "Is the old man wrong? This kid, now... has a fever?"

"Fever?" The Master Fengcha frowned, "With this kid's monstrous cultivation as the realm, how can there be such a situation that ordinary creatures can only have?"

The main hall master Yao Zun flashed to the side of Senior Luo, felt it for a moment, and frowned, "It is indeed a fever."

"Although it's very wrong, as the old man said before, these traumas can really cause serious injuries and fatalities."

"I don't know why, the power of the immortal Dao body in his body is clearly in full force, but half of it can't take effect."

"These most common injuries are causing a fatal crisis to this kid in the most common way."

"Can't even you do it?" The main hall master of Shura came and asked.

The Master Yao Zun shook his head, "I still don't know what's going on."

"I'm afraid it will take longer for the old man to investigate."

"Now we have to find a way to stabilize these injuries and save this kid's life."

"It's getting hotter and hotter." Senior Luo frowned more tightly.

Seeing it more seriously, Xiao Yi's skin became more and more red, and the blood and redness on his fleshy and **** body became even more shocking.

"Can't drag on." The main hall master Yaozun's face gradually became a little ugly.

The main hall of Yandian said in a deep voice, "A Extreme Supreme, with a monstrous cultivation base, died of trauma and fever?"

"Furthermore, he is the strongest fire martial artist, because his body is in danger of being fatal if he gets hot. Isn't it a joke?"

The main hall master Yaozun nodded, "It stands to reason that this is impossible, and the old man also finds it incredible."

"But now Xiao Yi's situation is so weird."

"He is all in his cultivation now, but his physical body is extremely weak."

"That kind of feeling, it's like he really will die, but the strength of this body will eventually dissipate after his death."

The Lord of Heaven's Secret Hall was dissatisfied, "Why don't you know what to say auspiciously?"

Master Yao Zun said in a deep voice, "My medicine really saves lives and cures countless people, one word of death, I have said countless times, and listened countless times. If you can save, you can save, and if you can live, you can live. Because of speech disturbance."

"The surname is Luo." The main hall master Yaozun looked at the elderly, "Heavenly secret, and you, listen carefully, the old man is not joking."

"I'm afraid we..."

Everyone frowned, then looked at Yiyi and asked, "Yiyi girl, what do you think?"

Yiyi nodded, "Listen to the main hall master, the son's life is more important than anything."

"Okay." Senior Luo nodded coldly, "When this kid wakes up, if there is anger, the old lady will bear it alone."

Time, I don't know how long has passed.

But obviously, it won't be long.

At the speed of eight old people, the distance between them is nothing.

At this moment, in a quaint and comfortable room.

Xiao Yi lay in a coma with no quilt to cover.

Because above this remnant body is covered with blood-stained gauze, and the ground is constantly changing piles of gauze.

Every less than half an hour, Xiao Yi's body needs to be replaced with gauze.

On the gauze, the best healing medicine powder was added, and the best Tiancai Dibao juice was applied, but even so, it was extremely limited to slow the worsening of Xiao Yi's body.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Yiyi spread a wet veil on Xiao Yi's forehead. The same thing needs to be changed over and over again.

The main hall master Yaozun didn't stop for half a minute.

Every time he changed Xiao Yi's gauze, he opened the gauze mixed with blood and powder of medicine pills, and looked at the dense wounds on his scalp, guarding the elderly, always worried.

One day...two days...three days...

Ten days...

After half a month.

Xiao Yi on the bed has never been awakened.

The Lord Shura frowned and said, "It's been half a month."

The main hall master Yaozun just changed Xiao Yi's whole body again, and slowly got up from the side of the bed, and then sighed.

This body sighed, and the faces of everyone present instantly condensed.

The main hall master Yao Zun said in a deep voice, "In the past half month, I can guarantee that Xiao Yi's injuries will not worsen and save his life, but I haven't been able to treat his injuries for half a minute."

"But after investigating for half a month, the old man probably has something to look forward to."

"Combined with the information mobilized by Feng Sha, Xiao Yi brat probably... there is no hope of treatment in this life."

"At least this is beyond the scope of medicine."

"No." Senior Luo's face suddenly became cold, with murderous intent in his eyes, "You will have to save him if you die."

The main hall master Yao Zun looked ashamed, "If the old man can save this kid if he dies, the old man will be very happy."

The main hall master of Asura stared at him, "Is this the horror of Spirit Devouring Prison?"

The head of the Hunter Master gritted his teeth, "No wonder the Spirit Devouring Hell is called an absolute death place for creatures."

"Even if Xiao Yi kid was killed with his own ability and escaped from birth, this sequelae is still equivalent to driving him into a desperate situation."

The Master Yao Zun nodded, "Sequelae, you can understand it this way, and it will accompany Xiao Yi throughout his life."

"Bastard." Yandian Chief Hall Master said angrily, "A strong man, who needs to live like this all his life? What kind of talk is this?"

When the words fell, the head of the Yandian Palace suddenly turned around.

"Old man Yan, where are you going?" The Head of the Hunting Demon Hall frowned and shouted.

The head of the Yandian Hall's face was cold, "Spirit Devouring Prison."

"Everything is the ghost of the evil god. If he caught him, he had to think of a way to save Xiao Yi boy when he died."

"Let Xiao Yi lie on this bed all his life, the old man can't stand it."

"What's going crazy? Come back." The main hall master of the hunting demon snorted coldly.

"No." The main hall master Yaozun suddenly thought of something, "The kid's injury has indeed exceeded the scope of the medicine road."

"But the so-called ring-breaking ring bearer, the martial art of the Spirit Devouring Prison was constructed by the evil god, and he was caught. Through the soul search to know the circulation and construction of all the martial arts in the Spirit Devouring Prison, maybe the old man has a way to save Xiao Yi boy."

Catch the evil god?

Want to catch the soul?

After such an unthinkable thing was told from the head of the Yaozun's main hall, all the old people were not surprised, and even less felt unbelievable.

Some are just perseverance and determination.

As long as the young man can be saved, there is nothing in this world. These eight old people are willing to do it now; and even if it is difficult, these eight old people will always think of ways to accomplish it.

The so-called elders, perhaps, should be to protect their own kid and do everything they can to accomplish what is impossible.

"Yiyi girl, you are looking at this kid here." The Master Palace Master Shura said in a deep voice.

Yiyi nodded, looking at Xiao Yi's bleak appearance on the bed, tears in her eyes could not be suppressed from beginning to end.

The eight old people turned around brazenly.

The main hall master of Asura said in a deep voice, "The evil **** is hiding in the lair of the Spirit Devouring Prison and can't move him."

The Headmaster of the Hunting Demon said in a deep voice, "Then let him come out obediently."

The Lord of the Heavenly Secret Hall squinted his eyes, "Just draw him out, it may not be impossible."

The two glanced at each other, and at the same time they burst out, then grinned sneer.

The main hall of the wind brake said, "It will take a while to rush to the Spirit Devouring Prison.

"Yes." The head of the hunting monster and the head of the heavenly machine nodded.

But at this moment.

Snapped

On the bed, a weak but strong palm caught Yiyi's weak and cold hand.

"The son?" Yiyi was surprised.

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