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Chapter 541 Crisis Caused By Pain

Fortunately, not much of the liquid was contaminated, and Lu Chuan's rotten fingers recovered quickly.

But looking at the gradually increasing amount of liquid in the pool, Lu Chuan's scalp couldn't help but feel numb. If he was soaked in it, he didn't know what the consequences would be.

At this time, on the stands, the figure in green and Wu Ling were also looking at the scene in the medicine pool, and they did not dare to move their eyes away for a moment.

When Wu Ling saw that Lu Chuan's fingers stained with the medicine were instantly decayed, his expression became extremely ugly.

She had imagined the power of the medicine to the extreme, but she still underestimated it.

With this kind of medicine, not to mention Lu Chuan, even a Martial God with unparalleled physique would probably die if he soaked in it.

"Great Emperor, do you want to stop?" Wu Ling looked at the figure in green in front of him with a pale face.

The figure in green shook his head: "The God of War naturally has his own reasons for making the prescription so outrageous, and it may have something to do with the arrival of the First Bingfeng."

"But!" Wu Ling glanced at Lu Chuan, who was still sucking his fingers: "With his current physical strength, he simply cannot withstand being soaked in the medicinal solution."

The figure in green sighed helplessly: "It would be great if that white sword was by his side."

Wu Ling was stunned for a moment: "Are you talking about the sword that even Doudou can't imitate?"

"He has two swords!" The figure in Qingyi pinched his brow slightly and said with some anxiety: "These two swords can't even be seen by my body. It's normal that Doudou can't imitate them. Maybe it's because of the recklessness of life and death. There must be some connection!”

"The Infinite Life and Death?!" Wu Ling thought he heard wrongly, and was stunned for a moment before asking with some uncertainty: "Are you talking about the No. 1 Infinite Life and Death among the Twelve Original Spiritual Treasures?"

The figure in green clothes shook his head: "It's just a guess, and it's not a good thing to kill without mercy. It's a bit far."

After saying that, he looked at Lu Chuan again: "Maybe the Five Elements Origin will not let him disintegrate so easily, and will fight tooth and nail to keep him. Let's see and then talk!"

While we were talking, nearly half of the liquid in the Chaos Medicine Pool had been filled, but Lu Chuan was still playing with his fingers.

"Do you want to go down?"

"This is a problem!"

"Why don't you just run away? With my current strength, I can take the people around me and fly away, and no one can stop me. Why are you so desperate?"

"Who am I doing this for?"

Lu Chuan kept complaining in his heart, but complaints were complaints, and this guy showed no signs of running away.

"After being soaked in the medicinal liquid, the fingers will become rotten if they cannot withstand the medicinal properties, but they will not directly turn into ashes."

Lu Chuan looked at his recovered fingers and became thoughtful.

"Is there only one thing I have to do, which is to protect the immortal consciousness. I don't need to pay too much attention to the body. As for whether it will be reborn or completely dissipated after decay, it depends on God's will."

"Is it God's will?" Lu Chuan subconsciously looked up, but the sky was not visible in the martial arts arena.

"I have been doing my duty all my life, and I have never even had the thought that my destiny is up to me. I have obeyed my fate all my life. For the sake of this, God must protect me."

Lu Chuan prayed in his heart, looked at the medicine pool that was mostly filled, gritted his teeth and jumped in.

"If you're going to die, you can't go down bit by bit, you have to be like a stick." Wu Ling was so frightened that his voice became hoarse when he saw this scene. He really wanted to go up and give Lu Chuan personal guidance.

"Let Doudou get ready!" The figure in Tsing Yi said at this time: "If there is disintegration, remove the medicine pool immediately."

Although this would consume half of Heaven's resources, Lu Chuan's life was much more precious than these resources, and there was no room for error.

…

pain!

This was the only feeling Lu Chuan felt after jumping into the medicine pool. Every part of his body, even every inch of his skin, was filled with heartbreaking pain.

This kind of pain converges and is transmitted to the perception, as if there are countless needles, pricking my brain hard.

Lu Chuan was in pain so much that he felt like his head was about to explode. He wished he could just roll his eyes and die.

But despite the unbearable pain, his consciousness was much clearer than usual.

But Lu Chuan's body had undergone tremendous changes at this time.

The fair skin was enhanced at an extremely fast speed by the medicinal liquid, and was directly transformed into golden color.

The illusory runes are looming and mysterious on the golden skin, and you can even hear the faint sound of singing.

However, this golden skin condition only lasted for a few minutes.

Lu Chuan's body couldn't bear this strengthening, and began to decay and turn black at a rapid rate.

Starting from the skin, then the muscles, then the bones, and finally all the internal organs decay.

Fortunately, Lu Chuan had foreseen this situation from the beginning and did not interfere in the face of his body's decay.

Instead, he endured the pain that could drive a person crazy and gathered all the sword energy to protect his spiritual consciousness.

"It's too dangerous. Once the sword energy protecting his consciousness is broken by the effect of the medicine, he will be gone!" Wu Ling looked at Lu Chuan nervously and swallowed hard.

The figure in green waved his hand: "His sword energy is more powerful than you imagine. Don't worry too much about this problem. Pay attention to his body."

Wu Ling nodded and asked, "Doudou, how is his health now?"

"It has completely decayed and lost its activity." Doudou's worried voice sounded: "There is a risk of disintegration at any time."

"In addition, the pain caused by the drug shock is unimaginable. If it continues, he may go crazy."

The figure in green clothes suddenly laughed when he heard this.

Wu Ling looked at the figure in Qingyi with some confusion, and asked in confusion: "Why is the emperor laughing? Is there any change?"

The figure in green clothes nodded: "Is it possible that the biggest danger of this method is not the body being corrupted by the medicine, but the unbearable pain?"

Wu Ling frowned, a little confused: "Doudou, how strong is this pain?"

Doudou quickly responded: "Due to the properties of the medicine, his consciousness will be much more sensitive than usual, and the pain he can feel will also increase exponentially."

"Because of the superb perception, this kind of pain is probably more severe than all the punishments in the world combined."

Upon hearing this, Wu Ling realized that what the figure in green clothes said was probably true.

The biggest danger of this method was the unbearable pain, which would probably require Lu Chuan to endure it non-stop for three months.

Not to mention three months, even three hours is enough to drive a person crazy, and even committing suicide because of pain is not a big deal.

"He, can he bear it?" Wu Ling's voice was trembling, and just imagining this kind of pain made her scalp numb.

The figure in Tsing Yi was completely relieved at this time.

"Others can't, but he's absolutely fine because he's a lunatic to begin with."