This rejuvenation pill was refined by Zhuo Buqun himself, and the medicinal power was extremely extraordinary. In addition, Zhuo Buqun was catalyzed by Dou Qi, so the effect was immediately effective.

After A Ni's uncle took the pill, his breath quickly returned to normal, his face was rosy, and there was no sign of the dying look just now?

A Ni was surprised and happy, hugging Zhuo Buqun and trying to kiss him in the face.

Zhuo Buqun frowned, released a fighting spirit, and gently pushed A Ni away.

The witch god messenger beside him saw this scene and his face was full of haze and said with a sneer: "The pill can save lives, but it cannot drive away the plague god. No one can save you except the original envoy!"

"I'll agree to all your conditions!"

A Ni felt like she was poured on her head with a scoop of ice water. The excitement and joy on her face disappeared and she begged.

"Please help the Witch God!"

Many natives from the Qingshan tribe knelt on the ground.

The Witch God Messenger pointed at Zhuo Buqun and Hua Sheng and said in a Senran: "It's not impossible to ask me to save my life. These two aliens offend the Witch God, arrest them and sacrifice to the Witch God!"

Everyone looked at each other.

A Ni said flatly: "This alchemist saved my uncle. Our Qingshan tribe has always been kind to repay his kindness and will never do such ungrateful things!"

The Witch God Messenger sneered: "Then you all the Qingshan tribe are waiting to die here!"

Everyone fell silent and returned to their original place silently. No one asked to hand over Zhuo Buqun and Hua Sheng.

Although these southern wasteland natives have not yet been civilized, they are simple by nature and would rather die than do ungrateful things.

Zhuo Buqun nodded secretly. If they really made such an ungrateful act, he would have left Aoyama's tribe without hesitation.

Hua Sheng said to Zhuo Buqun: "Human Emperor..." "Hua Sheng doesn't have to worry, it's a small matter!"

Zhuo Buqun smiled coldly and waved his hand to take out a jade bottle from the starry sky ring.

In the jade bottle, there was spiritual water specially used for alchemy, which was poured out of the bottle by Zhuo Buqun and floated in front of him.

Then he drew a blood mark on his finger, bounced his fingers, and a trace of blood fell into the spiritual water and quickly merged into it.

"Open your mouth!"

Zhuo Buqun shouted at an indigenous man lying on the ground in the distance.

The native was already a pissy native. When Zhuo Buqun drank this, he was shocked and opened his mouth involuntarily. A drop of spiritual water floated over and fell into his mouth without bias.

The native's body shook and felt like a flame was spreading rapidly in his body, and the blood boiled, and the poisonous aura in his body was quickly refined.

Zhuo Buqun's blood contains the true phoenix and Kunpeng's essence and blood, which can drive away all evil spirits. No matter how powerful the epidemic poison is, it is easily refined.

Moreover, Zhuo Buqun's life is extremely powerful. The powerful vitality contained in this drop of water makes the indigenous life that was about to dry up quickly rejuvenate and jumps up directly from the ground.

Everyone was stunned when they saw this scene.

Then Zhuo Buqun ordered A Ni to distribute the remaining spiritual water to others, and hundreds of indigenous people who were about to die were soon cured and became alive.

"Thank you for helping me!"

"This lord must have come to the world as a god!"

...There are many natives kneeling on the ground, and everyone is filled with gratitude.

"I'm asking for help from the other people. No matter what the adults put forward, A Ni will agree!"

A Ni's face was full of pleading, looking forward to it.

"It's a simple task, no need for you to repay you... Is there a well in the Aoyama tribe?

Take me there!"

Zhuo Buqun said with a smile.

A Ni was immediately overjoyed.

The Witch God Messenger and more than a dozen believers all looked very ugly.

"This person's blood can actually resolve the plague, which shows how powerful his life is. If he is dedicated to the Witch God... Humph, the good thing about destroying the Witch God will make you die without a place to bury!"

The witch god messenger's eyes flashed, he glanced at Zhuo Buqun deeply, and flew away with the believers.

Zhuo Buqun took out another drop of blood and melted it into the well, so that all the Qingshan tribes could take it. He repeatedly told him that at most he could only drink a small sip, otherwise ordinary people would not be able to bear it, and they would die if they didn't do it well.

In this way, the Aoyama Tribe no longer needs to worry about being infected with the plague, and the shadow of death that enveloped the entire Aoyama Tribe completely dissipated.

The Qingshan tribe worshipped Zhuo Buqun as a god, and even Hua Sheng admired Zhuo Buqun and was promising.

Zhuo Buqun's blood can resolve the toxic energy of the epidemic, which is an extremely amazing thing. He even consumed his own blood for a group of natives in the Southern Wilderness, which forced Hua Sheng to admire him.

After leaving Aoyama's tribe, the witch god messenger did not walk far away, but stopped on a mountain on the edge of the basin.

More than a dozen people recited spells together, and a faint yellow mist and helium appeared in the air, and a monster appeared and loomed in it.

"Gourmet to the Witch God!"

The Witch God Messenger and the Witch God Cultists all knelt on the ground.

A moment later, a roar came from the void, and the yellow fog rolled sharply, quickly condensed into a huge monster phantom.

This monster looks like a cow, with a huge size of thousands of feet. It has a white head and a gray-yellow eye on its forehead. It seems that it is being stared at, and everything in the world is about to wither.

The huge monster phantom jumped down from the air and rushed straight into the basin.

Roar! The monster let out a huge roar towards everyone that only consciousness can sense. An evil but extremely vast will instantly enveloped Zhuo Buqun and everyone around him.

The vitality in everyone's bodies began to fade, and their lifespan was also decreasing, and they were forced to be swallowed by the monster.

"court death!"

Zhuo Buqun shouted loudly, and his domineering and wild will burst out.

Suddenly, a Kunpeng, who was unknown to the end, rushed out, and the whole world was about to be swallowed by it.

"Kunpeng..." The monster phantom let out a roar full of horror, and was immediately shattered by Kunpeng's will.

"Ant, how dare you hurt me?

I will never let you go..." A will full of resentment came from nothingness, and then disappeared without a trace.

"It's not just hurting you, but waiting for me to find you and let your souls go away!"

Zhuo Buqun curled a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

The monster phantom was transformed from a witch god's consciousness. With Zhuo Buqun's powerful will, it is not difficult to erase this consciousness.

But he just shattered it and took the opportunity to leave a mark in his consciousness. He would easily find him and wipe it out in one fell swoop.

The many Aoyama natives were so scared that their faces were pale, and they felt like they had walked from the edge of death. When they looked at Zhuo Buqun, the awe became a little stronger.

"That's the witch god believed in by the Witch God Cult?

Why do you look like a fierce thing?”

Hua Sheng asked in a voice to Zhuo Buqun.

"It is indeed a monster with the bloodline of ancient evil creatures, but the soul of this creature should have another origin, which is interesting..." Zhuo Buqun smiled, but did not explain much, "Let's go, it's been a lot of time here."

"Please stay in Aoyama tribe for a few days, so that Aoyama tribe has a chance to repay you. A Ni will also serve you with all your heart..." A Ni spoke with a shy face, but her eyes were full of burning and seductive spirits.

Hua Sheng stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Unlike the Xingyuan woman, the native women in the South Wilderness are bold and fierce. If they meet a strong man, they will try their best to enjoy it and leave seeds. This is also a way for the Southern Wilderness tribe to become stronger.

Why don’t the Human Emperor stay? Maybe he will leave a bloodline in this southern desert!"
Chapter completed!