The terrifying aura of Wei Dong's body climbed to the top in an instant.

Has reached the fifth level of Wuling!

This is the full-strength attack of the fifth-level powerful man in Wuling. Even Jingkong is here, he will have to drink hatred!

It can be seen that Wei Dong's heart is very strong in killing Zhan Wuque.

Zhan Wuque has no expression on his face.

Indeed, he could not stop Wei Dong's palm, and even if the golden body had been cultivated to the second turn, he would definitely die.

However, he has his own means to resolve it.

The storage ring between the fingers flashed slightly, and a delicate jade talisman suddenly fell into his hand.

The jade talisman has the two words "Shenzong" engraved on the front, and the other side is the four words "Core Disciple".

This thing is the reward for Zhan Wuque to break through the eighth level of the martial tower of Guiyi Sword Sect and the identity symbol of the core disciples of the Shenzong.

In addition, this object is also a talisman, a talisman that reaches the top level of the earth level!

Holding the jade talisman tightly, Zhan Wuque's Yuanli vomited slightly, and the jade talisman suddenly emitted a misty light, blocking his body and blocking Wei Dong.

"What's this?"

Wei Dong was shocked.

His palm was actually stopped!

The misty light was like a quagmire. As soon as he palmed down, he fell deeper and deeper, and his power was dissipating rapidly.

Just as he was lost, Zhan Wuque's eyes flashed with a fierce look.

The power of the soul instantly condensed into a small golden sword, and inserted it from Wei Dong's forehead with a thunderous force.

"ah!!"

Wei Dong screamed, and the soul in his mind was instantly severely damaged.

"Die for me, die for me!!!"

He began to go crazy and blasted several palms in succession.

Every palm is put in all your strength.

"Bang!"

The continuous attacks finally broke the defense of the jade talisman, and Zhan Wuque was slapped away with a palm.

But the moment Zhan Wuque flew backwards in his middle palm, he flicked his fingers and an inconspicuous silver needle immediately flew out, inserting it accurately and accurately around Wei Dong's waist.

Wei Dong, who was already crazy, didn't notice the small silver needle at all.

But after the needle was inserted, Wei Dong's body suddenly stiffened.

Immediately afterwards, his whole body turned black, and then his body melted inch by inch as if it was corroded.

He pulled out the silver needle with difficulty, with a strong resentment in his eyes, and he shouted angrily, "It's that poison needle, I'm not willing, I'm not willing!!"

Wei Dong roared, and then he fell to the ground and turned into a pool of blood.

He remembered that at the outer gate competition that day, there was a killer who assassinated Zhan Wuque, so he used this poison needle.

However, the killer's identity was discovered by Zhan Wuque, but he died under the poisonous needle.

The poison on the silver needle is suspected to be under the half-step poison master. Even the strong man at the top of Wuling, if he is not aware of it for a while, he may die, let alone him.

Wei Dong had all the calculations, but he forgot that Zhan Wuque had a poisonous needle that could kill him!

In the distance, Zhan Wuque stood up with difficulty.

Wei Dong's palm just now almost slapped half of his body. If it weren't for his breakthrough in the golden body and his small meridian, it would have been a great disaster.

Zhan Wuque took out a few healing pills and took them, and then temporarily suppressed his injuries.

Then he picked up Wei Dong's storage bag and the silver needle that fell aside.

"The little donor has such a way, which really opened my eyes. Cough cough," Jingkong said, leaning on one arm to support his body, unable to help coughing a few times, and blood flowed down the corners of his mouth.

Zhan Wuque glanced at him, stretched out his hand and Jingkong's broken arm flew over immediately, and he grabbed it, and then came to Jingkong.

"Little donor, are you?"

Jingkong asked with some confusion.

"Help you keep your limbs," Zhan Wuque took out a bottle of medicine from the storage ring and sprinkled it on the broken mouth.

After some diagnosis and treatment, the broken arm was indeed retracted.

"I didn't expect that the little donor's medical skills were so good!"

Jingkong said in surprise that Zhan Wuque's combat power is so amazing and his medical skills are so powerful. It is really incredible, which makes him amazed.

"It's just an ordinary way to suffice, it's not surprising," Zhan Wuque said. "Although it's temporarily renewed, it's best not to fight with others within a year."

"I understand."

Jingkong nodded.

"There is a lot to be killed this time thanks to the donor. The monk named Jingkong, who practiced in Xiaoming Temple. He still didn't know the donor's name," Jingkong clasped his hands together and said.

"I am Dugu Qiubai, just a casual cultivator. I heard that the master is or the special envoy of Jubao Pavilion?" Zhan Wuque asked.

"Yes," Jingkong nodded, "The position of special envoy is the agreement between this temple and Jubao Pavilion. Ten years are one period. Calculate the day. I will arrive almost ten years. This mission is the last time."

Jingkong felt a little emotional.

I didn't seem to expect that the last mission would be so dangerous.

If it weren't for Zhan Wuque, he would have died now.

Others think that his strength is above Wei Dong, but they don’t know that the two have always been evenly matched.

Wei Dong seemed to have suffered severe injuries, but as a living zombie, he was a dead object. No matter how serious his injuries were, he would not be affected at all.

Before, someone saw Wei Dong’s defeat and leaving, but this was not the case.

He was just worried that there would be changes in the middle of the situation, so he escaped.

After all, Wei Dong is a living zombie, and everyone shouts and beats him, and he is easily besieged by everyone.

"By the way," Jingkong seemed to remember something and said, "There will be a ceremony for the consecration of the Buddha statue of the Ming King in three months. Anyone who is shining by the Buddha's light can not only increase his strength, but also have a chance to suddenly realize and understand the Buddhist principles. I just have a qualification to recommend it. I wonder if the donor is willing to go?"

Zhan Wuque was slightly stunned when he heard this and asked, "The Ming King you mentioned is not moving?"

"Yes, the main statue of this temple is the King of Momo," Jingkong nodded.

Zhan Wuque was delighted and immediately agreed.

When each Buddha statue is consecrated, there will be Buddha light shining, but the Buddha light effect of each Buddha statue is different.

The Buddha light of the Unmoved King is beneficial to the soul, and this is exactly what Zhan Wuque needs.

"Then let's make up," Jingkong was very happy to see Zhan Wuque agree.

After all, Zhan Wuque is his life-saving benefactor.

This move is also a reward for your kindness.

"Amitabha, three months later, I am in Xiaoming Temple, waiting for the donor's journey!"

Cleaning with a smile.

"If there were no special circumstances, I would definitely go," Zhan Wuque nodded.

"Then let's leave," Jingkong and Zhan Wuque said goodbye, and their figures gradually drifted away.

Jingkong's mission is to track down the murderer who killed the messenger.

Now that the murderer has been killed, he has completed his mission.

As for the fact that another envoy looted Jubao Pavilion and ran away privately, Jingkong had reported it to the person above, and he didn't know how to deal with it.

At the same time, at the moment when Wei Dong was melted into blood.

Guiyi Jianshe, a secret room.

"Zhan Wuque, you little beast, wait for me, I don't believe that I can't kill you!"

Deep in the secret room, the roar of the ten elders came.

...

Two days later.

Zhan Wuque slowly opened his eyes.

What comes into view is the beautiful scenery of the sea of ​​clouds.

At this time, he was sitting on the back of the strange bird.

In the past two days, he has been recovering from his internal injuries, and it has not been possible until now that he has barely recovered.

In the battle with Wei Dong, he not only consumed a lot of qi and blood power, but also consumed a lot of energy and soul power in his body.
To be continued...