Urban Evil Doctor

Chapter 642 Puppet 5 Saints!

However, it's still too late!

Uncle Yuan's hand has already grasped the black sword.

However!

Uncle Yuan's face changed drastically, and a stream of black blood came out of his hands!

"This is... the finger of that extraterrestrial demon?" Uncle Yuan's eyes widened, and he was too shocked to speak.

There are very few things in the world that would make Uncle Yuan so scared!

This scene before me is exactly like this!

A traitor to the Puppet Sect is not enough to scare Yuan Bo, but a magician is different.

Now, Yuan Bo's whole body erupted with a vast amount of spiritual power, sweeping through it and turning the surrounding environment into powder.

Ye Fei is also around at this time!

But for some unknown reason, a faint spiritual power sneaked in and pulled Ye Fei out of the realm of destruction... The whole process was chaotic and terrifying, and it was ridiculous that Ye Fei didn't know it.

Uncle Yuan took action!

He no longer used his own puppets to deal with Wang Kui, but took action himself.

All the mountains, rivers and trees in his domain were turned into powder. Even Wang Kui was not spared by this crushing power.

As an old monster in the stage of becoming a god, he was actually unable to resist Yuan Bo's movements...

"go to hell!"

Uncle Yuan was furious: "You should have died a long time ago! You should have died ten thousand years ago!"

Under the huge spiritual pressure, Wang Kui was decaying rapidly, and his body began to turn into skeletons. But even so, Wang Kui still did not die immediately. Instead, he screamed crazily: "Old man Yuan Zheng, you can't stop me! You can't stop me!" You have been injured by the magician's finger sword, and you will also turn into a ghoul... Hahaha! The magician will eventually break through your imprisonment, and when the time comes... all of you will die."

"It doesn't matter when we die. What matters is that you die right away!"

Uncle Yuan was extremely angry, and the spiritual pressure in his hands rose again. This time, Wang Kui finally couldn't resist it, and his Yuan Ying and Yuanshen were completely destroyed!

That’s it!

The devil Wang Kui was beheaded!

The black sword fell to the ground!

Uncle Yuan looked at the black sword and said sadly: "This demon is simply a monster from heaven. No one can do anything except God. It only cost me my life with just one finger. It's really hateful."

As he spoke, Uncle Yuan suddenly turned his head and looked past Ye Fei towards the woods not far away.

"Girl, come out! Stop hiding!"

Yuan Bo suddenly spoke.

Ye Fei looked behind him and saw A Le reluctantly walking out of the woods.

"Girl, stop acting! I know you are a descendant of Xiao Xue. Is she okay now?"

Yuan Bo asked.

A Le looked at Yuan Bo and said quietly, "I'm sorry, my grandmother has passed away many years ago."

"That's it..." Uncle Yuan's eyes were a little dazed: "You and she look really alike."

A Le stared at Yuan Bo for a long time, and then said: "I still can't believe that you, one of the five puppet saints from thousands of years ago, are still alive... If you hadn't taken action just now, I would never have dreamed I believe this scene before me is real.”

"The most powerful? Haha...what's the use? When you climb a mountain, you will find that there is a higher mountain? Who dares to pretend to be a saint? And me? I will die soon..." Yuan Bo issued. He sighed and looked at his fingers.

At this time, the finger injured by the black sword had begun to rot.

A Le exclaimed: "It's hard to imagine... what kind of magical weapon can cause the body of a powerful person in the Mahayana stage to begin to decay."

Uncle Yuan sighed: "This object is not a magic weapon...it is the finger of a demon from outside the territory."

"How could the extraterrestrial demon be so virtuous and powerful that you wouldn't even dare to touch it?"

Ah Le couldn't help but said in surprise: "We practitioners have been working hard to pursue the supreme cultivation of the Mahayana stage all our lives...but you,

It was already the Mahayana period ten thousand years ago... How is that possible? "

Uncle Yuan shook his head and said: "Girl, your cultivation and your knowledge are still too shallow... I don't have much time, so let me pick out the most important things... During the days in the library, I Already know what you’re looking for.”

"You must be one of the five old guys among us who have already had the opportunity to ascend... so you want to come here to find a way for us to ascend? Right."

Hearing this, A Le gritted his teeth and nodded: "That's right."

On the side, Ye Fei listened in confusion, but Ye Fei knew very well that the Mahayana period is still the commanding heights and bottleneck of the world of cultivation. When cultivation reaches the Mahayana stage, the spiritual power of the world of cultivation can no longer satisfy practitioners to continue their studies.

Therefore, after reaching the Mahayana stage, ascension becomes the only way to break through the shackles.

but!

Everyone’s opportunity to ascend is different!

In other words, there is no road to ascension in the world. The so-called roads are all made by one's own creation!

When Uncle Yuan heard A Le's answer, he smiled bitterly and said, "I disappoint you. In fact, none of the five of us have successfully ascended, so we don't have any experience to teach you."

Hearing Uncle Yuan's words... A Le shook his head vigorously and said: "Impossible, absolutely impossible! If it's really you who said that, why don't you leave here? Your sect doesn't want it anymore? Your puppet sect has already Don't you care if I... was destroyed by others?"

Uncle Yuan heard the words and smiled bitterly: "It's not that we don't want to leave. As you can see, we are in trouble. The eldest brother, the second brother, and the third brother have all died because of it. The fourth brother and I are struggling to support... Now I can't do it either La."

"What happened?" Ale asked.

Uncle Yuan looked at the black sword on the ground and said, "It's a long story..."

Ye Fei sat aside and said, "We still have time to listen to you."

"But I don't have time anymore..."

Uncle Yuan said: "You'd better leave as soon as possible. The corpse poison is about to corrode me. When I lose my mind, I may be even more terrifying than ordinary corpses."

Ye Fei dug into his arms, took out a black pill from his storage bag, then cut his finger and dripped some blood.

Ye Fei's body has the constitution of a pure medical immortal, and his blood essence has the effect of eliminating hundreds of poisons.

"Senior, if you take this substance, even if it cannot remove your corpse poison, it can delay time for you." Ye Fei said.

"Boy, you are a little guy in the foundation building stage, do you know what you are talking about?" Uncle Yuan made him laugh: "You and I are so different from each other that you can't understand what you are facing."

Ye Fei said: "Although it is difficult to treat patients in the Mahayana stage, from a medical point of view, there is no way to do it. The key question now is whether you believe it or not!"

Hearing this, Uncle Yuan smiled and said, "Okay, I'll just give it a try."

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