"Huh?" However, at the next moment, Chen Feng's expression changed slightly, and an unpleasant feeling appeared in his heart.

I saw that although my immortal energy was flowing rapidly in Wu Yongjun's body, and it seemed to be flowing extremely smoothly, as long as I sensed it carefully, I could feel that the immortal energy seemed to be continuously consumed and disintegrated by an invisible force.

.

In just a moment, Chen Feng's immortal energy had been consumed in a small circle. If this situation continues, it won't take long for his immortal energy to be exhausted.

"Weird, so weird!" Chen Feng muttered, and in his mind he remembered the characteristics of the plague virus that the Demon Lord had encountered in the Demon Lord's inheritance.

"There is a plague that transforms into corpses, kills people's minds, destroys their skin, destroys their vitality, and is an unparalleled evil..."

Chen Feng recalled the Demon Lord's description of this plague in the inheritance, but he was concentrating on observing the characteristics of the plague virus in Wu Yongjun's body.

Gradually, the characteristics of the two viruses gradually overlapped. Chen Feng found that although there were some differences between the two plague viruses, most of the characteristics were exactly the same.

"Perhaps, although these two plague viruses are not of the same type, there must be some connection between them. There may even be inextricable connections between the two." Chen Feng thought to himself.

"roar--"

At this moment, Wu Yongjun suddenly roared violently, and Chen Feng's immortal essence was unable to suppress the bloodthirsty emotion in Wu Yongjun's body.

Feeling Wu Yongjun's struggle becoming more and more fierce, Chen Feng's understanding of this plague virus went to a higher level: "It seems that what the senior Demon King said in his inheritance is right. He relies on the immortal essence to suppress the plague virus.

As expected, it doesn’t work. This kind of plague virus seems to have a natural restraint on immortality."

"Alchemy Master, be careful!"

A loud shout rang out, but the sword Chu Renlong rushed towards him quickly. It was obvious that Wu Yongjun was getting more and more out of control, which made Chu Renlong very worried. After all, Chen Feng was the first person in three years who was willing to try to cure the plague.

If an alchemist makes a mistake, he, Chu Renlong, will be the sinner of White Jade City.

However, Chen Feng shook his hand and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter!"

While he was speaking, Chen Feng's eyes suddenly shot out two rays of light. As soon as these two rays of light appeared, they turned into two thin needles and stabbed towards Wu Yongjun's mind.

Soul stabbing needle!

Even though it is just the most basic soul attack technique, the Soul Stabbing Needle, it is much more powerful than when Chen Feng used it in the world of cultivation. At this moment, if Chen Feng's Soul Stinging Needle explodes with full force, it will be a

A powerful person like an immortal will also suffer a big loss. For Wu Yongjun, who is like a walking corpse, his power is even more powerful.

Sure enough, as the soul-piercing needle successfully penetrated Wu Yongjun's mind, Wu Yongjun, who was violent and inexplicable, suddenly tilted his head, and there was no sound.

"Haha, what is said in the Demon Lord's inheritance is indeed true. Although this virus is powerful, it cannot control the monk's sea of ​​consciousness. As long as the soul technique is used to attack the sea of ​​consciousness, the movement of the infected person can be restricted to some extent.

.If we take advantage of the time when the virus is suppressed and provide rescue, then the infected people may still be saved.”

Thinking of this, Chen Feng couldn't help but admire the Demon Lord even more. If you think about it, although this White Jade City is not big, it is an important city in the Three Emperors Immortal Kingdom after all, and its strength is complicated. How can there be few alchemists in it?

There are so many alchemists who have been unable to cure the plague virus. The Demon Lord had developed a cure a long time ago.

However, these methods have long been silenced with the fall of the Demon Lord. If I hadn't obtained the Demon Lord's inheritance by chance, I don't know when the Demon Lord's inheritance would be reappeared in the world.

"First I got the inheritance from the Demon Lord, and then I encountered such a plague. Perhaps, all of this was arranged by myself. Since I, Chen Feng, have received the inheritance from the Demon Lord, I will let his inheritance be carried forward in my hands.

So what if it’s vast?”

"Besides, the Demon King cares about the world. If he knew that I would use his inheritance to benefit the world, I'm afraid he would also smile."

Chen Feng's thoughts were running through his mind, but his hands didn't stop at all.

A white jade-like elixir was taken out by Chen Feng.

"The Heavenly Soul Pill is specially designed to heal the soul. Now it's time for you to take effect." Chen Feng murmured, and then pinched Wu Yongjun's chin with his other hand, making his mouth open slightly. Then, the Heavenly Soul Pill

Chen Feng stuffed the soul pill into Wu Yongjun's mouth.

The Heavenly Soul Pill melts in the mouth and does not need to be swallowed at all. It turns into a stream of medicinal juice and flows into Wu Yongjun's lungs.

A strange thing happened. Wu Yongjun's originally blood-red eyes suddenly condensed, and then the scarlet color in his eyes gradually faded away. Not long after, the violent energy in his eyes dissipated, and he returned to his original state.

of Qingming.

Everyone held their breath, and their hearts were filled with excitement. In the past three years, all those infected with the virus had no choice but to turn into a corpse. When had they ever seen a corpse regain consciousness?

"What's wrong with me?"

Just as everyone was staring with bated breath and looking forward to it, a hoarse voice sounded.

"boom--"

Suddenly, everyone cheered, and the strong cheers spread throughout the entire White Jade City.

"Haha, we can be saved, we can be saved!"

Everyone cheered crazily, and everyone had an ecstatic look on their face.

"Hey, I remember that I have turned into a corpse. Why..."

Wu Yongjun shook his head vigorously, his mind still a little unclear.

"Haha, Lao Wu, you have been rescued." Someone shouted excitedly: "Master Feng has transformed you back."

"Changed...changed back?" Wu Yongjun's eyes widened with disbelief. Then, he suddenly trembled all over, turned around and knelt down towards Chen Feng, without saying a word, and kept kowtowing.

Only those who have truly experienced death can understand how happy it is to be alive. Wu Yongjun has experienced it, so at this moment he was so excited that he could not speak, and he could only express his gratitude by kowtowing.

Chen Feng helped him up and said with a smile: "Haha, don't be too happy too early. What I just used on you was just a Heavenly Soul Pill. Although it is effective, it can only temporarily pull you back from the hell gate. Wait until

The power of the Heavenly Soul Pill cannot withstand the power of the plague virus, and you will still turn into a corpse. At that time, even if there is another Heavenly Soul Pill, it will not be able to save you."
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