Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Master Is Gone (3)

The five-poison conjoined monster flew towards Shui Yuehua at an extremely fast speed, and it also let out a sharp scream, and its anger and madness could be heard. The mouth opened wide, revealing a black hole of blood, and there was a trace of mucus on the sharp teeth.

"Look for death!"

Ling Baiyu turned sideways slightly, blocking in front of Shui Yuehua, and put the sword in his hand across his chest, and a sharp aura suddenly attacked.

"Senior brother, why is that kid not afraid of my five poisons conjoined at all, and he still looks confident!": The Taoist priest said with a calm face when he saw Ling Baiyu.

"I guess I'm scared silly!"

"This is also the first time to see my baby------ the five poisonous conjoined people, there is no one who is not scared stupid. The Taoist priest was full of pride.

"Bang!"

Ling Bai's aura of the Divine Realm was released, and the hair on his forehead fluttered up, brushing left and right on his fair face, only to see his eyes sharp, and the sword in his hand shook slightly, and a sword qi burst out, shooting towards the "Five Poisons Conjoined Body".

After seeing the sharp sword qi, the Taoist priest's face finally changed, and he became extremely frightened, his whole body trembled, his lips jumped up and down, and his teeth chattered.

"Transform ..... Change.... Avatar ..... realm!"

The two Wushan Sect disciples almost simultaneously had weak legs and sat on the ground like a puddle of mud.

I thought that the other party only had one cultivator from the Transformation Qi Realm, and he still had a little chance of winning after exhausting all his strength, but the appearance of a master of the Transformation God Realm shattered the only remaining chance of victory in the hearts of the two of them, and at this moment there was only ashes in their hearts.

"Smack!"

The sound of crisp flesh being sliced open rang out.

"Squeak squeak!"

Then there was a howl, and the "Five Poison Siamese Body" was instantly cut in half by Ling Baiyu's fierce sword qi. Black liquid splattered out of the breach and sprayed on the surrounding walls and floors.

"Sizzle, sizzle!"

A sound of corrosion and vaporization sounded, Ling Baiyu looked at it, and was relieved that the monster's blood was extremely corrosive, and the cement concrete and marble floor tiles were corroded into a huge cavity in just an instant.

"I didn't expect the blood of this monster to be so toxic, although Brother Zhuang is a strong person in physical cultivation, if he encounters such a poison, I am afraid it will hurt his muscles and bones. Ling Baiyu couldn't help but be secretly surprised.

"Senior brother, he'..... He is really a powerhouse in the Transformation God Realm! What should we do, I'm afraid we will die today!"

"Senior brother, do you remember that the master taught us a secret method?"

The Taoist priest's eyes were full of horror and said, "Senior brother, in that case, we will lose all our cultivation, do we really want to do this?"

"Senior brother, we have no other way now, either we will lose our cultivation or die here today!

"This ...........!"

"Senior brother, there's no time, that's a powerhouse in the Transformation God Realm, he wants our lives, just a thought!"

"Okay, senior brother, today is your and my brother's bad luck, I listen to your senior brother, we will definitely come back to take revenge. ”

The two looked at each other, then nodded slightly.

"Senior brother, it seems that you are going to use your strongest "Vajra Puppet" mode, only in this way can we obtain the use of secret methods. ”

The Taoist priest nodded solemnly: "That's the way it is!"

Zhuang Xiaodao also saw the corrosiveness of the venom in the monster's body, and suddenly had an idea, if the monster's venom was collected, it would be a magic weapon to win when fighting against the enemy in the future.

Ling Baiyu saw that the two of them were such vicious moves, and expected that the two of them must be great evil people, as disciples of the Immortal Sect, although they had never descended the mountain, but the doctrine of the Immortal Sect was to take the common people in the world as their own responsibility, punish the traitors and eliminate the evil.

"The exercises practiced by the two of you are so weird and vicious, today I can let the two of you live, as long as the two of you abolish your cultivation, and make a heavenly oath to promise not to do evil in the future. Ling Baiyu held the sword horizontally in front of him, although the sword was not out of his body, but Ling Yan's sword qi suddenly attacked, making the two of them not only tremble.

Both of them were evildoers, and they had a lot of ideas in their hearts, Ling Baiyu's words were not convincing to the two of them, in their eyes, the meaning of Ling Baiyu's words was to let them abolish their cultivation first, and then they could be strangled without much effort.

"You want us to abandon our self-cultivation, are you stupid to us? Don't you let you slaughter when the time comes, you are a powerhouse in the Transformation God Realm, we admit that we are not your opponent, but you don't think that we have no means. The Taoist priest's eyes were red and his expression was extremely crazy.

While he kept changing his gestures, the other took out a quaint compass from his blanket and placed it on the ground, and began to place it in the right place.

"Flutter!"

The Taoist priest who had spoken to Ling Baiyu before suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, which happened to spit on the "King Kong puppet" standing at the front.

Zhuang Xiaodao's eyes widened, and his face was full of curiosity: "What kind of novelty is this?"

"Roar, roar, roar!"

The moment it came into contact with the liquid of the Taoist priest, the huge Vajra puppet began to roar wildly, dancing like an angry gorilla, constantly beating its chest and feet, and the huge roar pierced the eardrums, Lin Tian and Hua Renfu covered their ears one after another, their expressions were a little painful.

Because of the spit of blood, the Taoist priest's face was as white as paper, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat the size of soybeans, and he was panting heavily, bending over, his hands on his knees, and he looked extremely weak.

"Today, I'm going to show you my last move, King Kong Devour!"