Chapter 4181: Seventh in the Void, Emperor Han Corpse

"puff…"
Xiao Yi passively vomited blood.
He didn't even have the strength to vomit blood.
As before, the blood on his body was ‘squeezed’ out under this terrible pressure.
If you look through the mountain wall, you can definitely see that what is trapped inside is no longer a normal body.
The limbs, including bones and flesh, were crushed to pieces.
The chest and viscera were also shattered long ago.
The pungent blood, mixed with it, could not flow out.
Because the solidity of this mountain is already terrifying, there will be no gaps at all.
In his body, the eight powers have long been exhausted.
Only the last strength is the magic body.
Only this demon body is still struggling to support the immortal Dao body.
The power of the immortal Dao body was wrapped in a few vital points such as the heart and internal organs by Xiao Yi.
In fact, the heart and these few vital points are constantly shattering under this terrible pressure.
It's just that the power of the immortal Dao body is continuously supporting it, and it is constantly repairing it.
In other words, these vitals, including the heart, continue to undergo rupture and weak recovery at this moment.
After changing to an ordinary person, he died early due to his injuries.
Almost all of his body was crushed alive under pressure, and only a few vitals barely supported it.
This is simply an injury beyond imagination.
If I had to describe it, it was just Xiao Yi's last breath forcibly hanging himself with the immortal Taoist body.
tread…
Emperor Yun Wu's footsteps, before walking slowly, slowly raised his head and watched.
Looking at the head that couldn't see his face, the eyes that were already cloudy and painful, and the sweaty hair bun.
No...Perhaps, the ones on the bun have long been known as sweat or blood, or a combination of the two.
There was a trace of unbearableness in Emperor Yunwu's eyes, but his face was still frosty and full of anger.
"Why, it's painful, isn't it?" Emperor Yun Wu stared at Xiao Yi tightly.
"But no matter how painful you are, you are still alive."
"You still have a chance to beg for mercy after all."
"As far as I know, when my sister died, she didn't even have a chance to beg for mercy."
"When you killed her, you didn't even hesitate."
Xiao Yi did not speak, he could only vaguely hear the words of Emperor Yunwu, but he had no strength to speak.
His vision was also blurred.
He lowered his head, Emperor Yunwu raised his head.
The faces and eyes of the two collided.
He can see this beautiful face, even if his vision is blurred, it is difficult to hide the chiseled exquisiteness.
He can see those beautiful eyes that are as gorgeous as stars, although they are cold, they can't bear it.
Whoosh...
Just at this moment, a figure from a distance came quickly.
It was a bald man with a big build.
The figure fell instantly, and then fell on one knee behind Emperor Yunwu.
"Why are you here?" Emperor Yun Wu turned around, with a cold expression on his face, and asked softly.
The bald-headed man said with an urn, "It is the elixir of the emperor's newly refined panacea, and it was delivered by a small margin."
"Oh?" Emperor Yunwu smiled upon hearing the words, "Father's quintessential liquid, can't be more delicious."
The bald man handed over a jade pot respectfully.
Emperor Yun Wu took it and said with a smile, "Okay, you go back to Wanling Mountain first, I will stay here for a few more days."
"Yes." The bald man replied angrily, and left respectfully.
This bald man looked like he was obviously the honest and honest person who was not good at talking.
Demon.
Xiao Yi could smell this strong evil spirit.
If you guessed it right, it should be the beasts that guard the mountains in Wanling Mountain.
However, if he could be more sober now, he would definitely find that there seemed to be something unusual in this demon.
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one day…
Two days...
On the barren star, there are only two people on this mountain.
It's just that there is one person trapped in the mountain, seemingly dead.
There was a stunning woman sitting in front of the mountain, holding a jade pot in her hand, drinking directly.
After drinking, he placed it slightly in the jade pot, showing contentment on his face, and exhaled a long breath.
Emperor Yunwu looked at the jade pot in his hand, revealing a pair of little daughters, "Father's elixir is really delicious."
Wan Ling Ye is a fine wine that the heavens are famous for.
In its refinement, in addition to the all-in-one fruit, heaven and material treasures, there are also a large amount of pure spiritual energy extracted and compressed into liquid.
Newborn creatures, even if they don’t practice for the rest of their lives, can prolong their lives with one sip.
If the martial artist drinks it, there will be an astonishing practice effect of pouring a spring of Qi in an instant.
Even if it is consumed by such a powerful person as Emperor Yunwu, it can be refreshed, and Dao Xin will increase.
The panacea, if placed outside, is of great value and is a rare treasure.
At this moment, Emperor Yunwu took another sip of Wan Lingye, and slowly raised his head, looking at the drooping head on the mountain wall and the corner of his mouth.
Tick...tick...tick...
The blood was dripping slowly, not fast.
But the blood is dark red, and even a bit cold and unpleasant.
This is not fresh blood.
The figure that was crushed in the mountain was so miserable that it was even more indescribable.
Emperor Yun Wu frowned.
Perhaps, she would let this figure come out at the moment this figure really couldn't bear it, the moment before she really died.
Yes, she will.
She had never thought of taking the life of this figure.
However, every time she heard the figure's mouth hard and cold, she was unconsciously angry.
But she had to deny that this figure completely exceeded her expectations and surprised her.
She never imagined that this'Yi Xiao' actually supported her nine whips, and it has continued to the present.
Emperor Yunwu gritted his teeth slightly.
"If he is willing to beg for mercy now, I will let him out."
Emperor Yun Wu thought secretly.
But in the next moment, Emperor Yunwu snorted again, "If this guy hasn't begged for mercy and can really survive this half a month, I will convince him, and the grievances will be completely wiped out in the future."
Time passed slowly.
Three days...
Four days...
Five days... Eight days... Ten days...
Xiao Yi, who was pressing down in the mountain, was suffering from this inhuman torture and pain every minute.
Emperor Yunwu sitting in front of the mountain sometimes drank a few sips of panacea, and sometimes took a nap cross-legged.
Ten days...
Xiao Yi kept holding on, hanging his last breath.
Changed to other creatures and died early.
This is even incredible.
But this is Xiao Yi.
This was also the best result he could do his best to maximize his ability as a pharmacist.
...
Four days later.
There were only a few hours left in the half-month period before Yunwu Emperor Jundao.
Emperor Yun Wu raised his head and looked at Xiao Yi in the mountain wall in surprise, "This guy has been holding on till now and has not begged for mercy."
Whoosh...
Suddenly, from a distance, a burst of air broke.
It was still the bald man.
Emperor Yunwu was puzzled, "Why are you here again?"
The bald man, silent, kneeled on one knee.
"What's wrong?" Yunwu Emperor asked softly.
The bald man said with tears in his eyes, "The emperor... the emperor punished me..."
The bald man was in tears and his words were vague.
"You, you, what did you make to upset your father?" Emperor Yun Wu said softly, and he stretched out his hand to touch the bald man's head to comfort him.
This is one of the mountain guarding beasts she is familiar with on the Wanling Mountain.
She also knew the character of this spirit beast. She was not good at talking and had an introvert personality, and she didn't like having fun with other spirit beasts.
But his temperament is honest, so he can sometimes serve by the Wanling Emperor, and sometimes pass some files and other tasks for Wanling Mountain, but most of the time he is alone, sitting on the mountain like a solid stone.
Of course, mistakes are sometimes made.
Emperor Yunwu slowly stretched out his hand.
But at this moment, the vague words of the bald man suddenly became clear.
"My lord said, you can't kill Yunwu Emperor, so don't go back."
The honest voice suddenly became cold and inexplicable.
"What?" Emperor Yunwu was taken aback by surprise.
The bald man suddenly violent.
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