Chapter 1259 Patient

As soon as he heard the roar, Uncle Qiu's face changed greatly, and he rushed in with a flick of his body.

Hexi was still stunned, Wei Chengyuan quickly pulled her up and followed in.

As soon as he entered the door, Hexi smelled a strong medicinal smell.

It's not the fresh aroma of the medicinal herb, but the smell similar to the traditional Chinese medicine she handled, but it has a more disgusting musty smell than the traditional Chinese medicine she boiled.

Immediately afterwards, a heart-piercing roar came, and Hexi looked at the sound, and soon saw a man tied to a chair by an immortal rope.

From the outside, the man looked to be in his thirties or forties. He was wearing a dark purple silk shirt with moiré brocade on his body. There were faint fluctuations of spiritual power on it. It was obviously a valuable defensive magic weapon.

Although the appearance of this middle-aged man was average, he was even more embarrassed at this time, and his face was twisted and wailed in pain.

This middle-aged man is obviously a person who has been in high positions for a long time.

However, no matter how high the status is, as long as they are entangled with illness, even those who cultivate and become immortals will live in hell-like torture.

At this time, the middle-aged man was surrounded by seven or eight people, each of whom had many wounds.

But what shocked Hexi was that each of these seven or eight people had the strength of the Nascent Soul, and some of them may have even reached the peak of the Nascent Soul.

And such seven or eight masters of the Nascent Soul stage were injured in order to subdue a person who was bound by the immortal rope.

It is enough to imagine how profound the strength of the middle-aged man is.

In fact, Hexi really couldn't see through the middle-aged man's strength, not even his depth.

The only person who made her have such a situation was her own cheap master, Xuan Qingren.

Even Nangong Yu and Xuan Mu, although she couldn't see through the real cultivation base, she could vaguely sense their strength level.

It seems that the man in front of him is the one who Uncle Qiu and Wei Chengyuan spoke of?

There are people with such terrifying strength on the Miluo Continent? Is he really from this continent? Could it be from the mainland of Siam just like Master?

The thoughts in Hexi's mind turned in a thousand ways, and over there, seven or eight Nascent Soul warriors could no longer restrain that one.

The Immortal Binding Cable that was bound to the statue was getting tighter and tighter, and the light of spiritual power became more and more intense, but it made a terrifying click.

Uncle Qiu, who had just entered the door, had a big change in his face. He rushed forward to help and said anxiously, "What's going on? Shouldn't there be an hour left? Why did it happen earlier?"

As he spoke, he used his whole body of spiritual power to stop the middle-aged man from moving.

Because of Uncle Qiu's addition, the middle-aged man's frantically struggling body finally calmed down, and a trace of clarity flashed in his eyes.

However, just when Uncle Qiu and the others were at ease, the middle-aged man suddenly let out a wild beast-like roar.

Hearing a "snap" sound, the Immortal Binding Rope that bound him was broken apart, and the rest was shaky, as if it would break at any time.

Hexi's eyes narrowed, her five slender fingers stretched out, and three silver needles appeared between her fingers, and they were about to shoot towards that one.

Wei Chengyuan, who was standing behind Hexi, just happened to look at her. Seeing her actions, he was almost scared of a heart attack. He opened his mouth and was about to shout "Xi Yue, stop".