v3 Chapter 171： Join [fourth more] (1/2)

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To kill the gentleman, the monk in the black robe stepped forward, reached out and put away the person's storage, then turned around, and wanted to go away.

”Hey, Daoyou is hiding in the dark, taking the opportunity to kill this old ghost, don't you want to swallow the benefit now?”

The sound sounded, and a scream of light came.

Somehow, the figure in the black robe heard the man speak, and was about to leave the figure, but stopped and turned around.

”Want to leave, leave the storage away!” The voice was low, with a sense of confusion.

Don't fall into the storage ring of the great magical power, the hidden wealth can be imagined. So these seven people hesitated slightly for the monk, and led several people closer.

Faced with the seven men, the monk in black robe silently spoke suddenly, and said, ”You lord of poison, you are still so arrogant and arrogant. Isn't it hard enough to eat that day?”

The voice fell, and the monk in front of the red robe was slightly stiff, and then Morin's murderousness broke out, and Han said, ”It's you!”

”Little bastard, you have no way to go to heaven, there is no way for **** to break in, and today the ancestor will certainly let you die without burial place.”

The poison ancestor yelled at him, and he was extremely familiar with the voice, who was the one who had taken away his colorful Lingzi from Yaowang Pavilion that day!

Yun Mozi's brow couldn't help but wrinkle slightly, it was this person. At this moment, the dead bodies were rampant on this big six, and the monks were embarrassed when they did not fall. How could this person be so easy? But before he pondered, the ancestor of Poison Devil couldn't bear to take a brave shot. This person hated Xiao Chen very early. When he met at this moment, he would naturally have to face each other.

Poison demon ancestors, practicing the ”Poison Devil” method, absorbing endless toxins and refining them into mana. Every mana of its own is highly toxic. Fellow monks of the same level can resist it. Aside from this human nature, only magical powers are provided. Means are extremely tyrannical.

”Drug lord.”

The poisonous ancestor slaps with a smile and shoots down, round and square, rising instantly into a colorful mist, bright and dripping. This poisonous poisonous gas is extracted by the man from his body's mana. It can defile magic weapons, corrode the flesh, and burn the gods. A monk of ordinary people only needs to inhale a trace, and the toxin will instantly penetrate into the whole body and flesh of the internal organs of the body. After the tragic inhumanity on the 9th, the whole body turned into pus and died, and it was really overcast.

This poisonous poisonous gas is not much, but at this moment, in order to win Xiao Chen in one fell swoop, the ancestor of the poisonous demon has already shot with all his strength, without any reservation.

Xiao Chen's body was hidden under the black robe, and his brow frowned slightly in the face of this poisonous gas, and then he shot it with a single palm.

Magical power, the wind rises.

Then swept.

Supernatural power, Yunchong.

Finally, both palms fell together.

Magical power, rain comes.

Overcast skies, endless clouds, and rain. There is a wicked magical power in Xiao Chen's hands, and the power is not weaker than the poisonous qi.

Both kinds of magical powers, from yin to poison, are entangled with each other at this moment. The blood rain was dripping and dripping into the radon gas, it was like cold water falling into a boiling oil pan and reacted violently. The wilderness here is lush with trees, but at this moment, as the two fight against each other, they quickly turn yellow, and then dry up, eventually turning into flying ash.

The wind rose from the rain and rain to the three major magical powers, and they shot hard with that poisonous lord, but they had the upper hand.

The poisoned ancestor was furious. He used ordinary means to dominate the monks at the same level. He relied on a poisonous force, but at the moment, what he was best at was being suppressed by Xiao Chen. This person was naturally shocked.

”Huh! Little hybrid, it seems that you still concealed the cultivation the same day. Even so, do you think that you can live your life with the help of magical tricks?” Breath of poisonous blood squirted from his mouth, turned into a sword of blood and shot at Xiao Chen.

This poisonous blood comes from the poisonous ancestor's life-long practice of poisoning. It is extremely toxic. I am afraid that even if the monk accidentally hits the poison, it will cost a lot of effort. Perish!

Venomous blood was ejected, the Yinfeng collapsed, the clouds melted, and the blood rain shattered. The three supernatural powers were already extremely poisonous, but at the moment they were unable to stop the thing for half a minute.

Xiao Chen's eyes flickered and he shot down with one palm.