Chapter 109: Why Don't You Get More Poison?

"I see."

There were bright stars flashing in his black eyes, and the corners of Feng Muge's mouth provoked a wild arc, and he began to sink his heart, using his mental power to control the power of the opposition in his body.

Wisps of ice-blue qi and fiery red elemental power reached a balance, and little by little they were pressed into the dantian by Feng Muge's huge spiritual power.

The red and blue cyclones converged into the yin and yang poles, maintaining a subtle slow rotation, and bursts of terrifying aura came from inside.

A glint flashed in Feng Muge's eyes, and with a flick of her fingers, a streamer of light shot out from her fingertips and landed on the wooden table that had just moved in not far away.

"Boom!" With a bang, the wooden table exploded and turned into fine powder.

A look of shock appeared in Feng Muge's eyes!

This...... That's too powerful, isn't it?

It was indeed said in that occult technique that the power of fusion with the power of alien fire and frost was very terrifying, and it could kill like a dog slaughtered in seconds.

It's just that she doesn't have any alien fire in her body now, and she doesn't control the power of frost, so she can't try it herself.

However, just the power extracted from the Sun Grass and the Cold Spirit Liquid was so powerful, how terrifying would it be if this mysterious technique was really displayed?

Feng Muge was shocked in her heart, and she had to sigh that the person who created this mystical technique was a genius, but it was a pity that she had fallen into a deep sleep again just now, otherwise she really wanted to ask it, who was the person who created the mystical technique!

However, Feng Muge didn't realize that the person who created the mystical technique was a genius, wouldn't she?

The occult itself only mentions the fusion of the power of alien fire and ice, but she can be inspired to draw inferences from this and appropriately transform the occult in such a short period of time, and transform the original destructive power in her body into usable power.

This ability is enough to despise all living beings, so that most martial artists in the world can only sigh.

Feng Muge checked the situation of the eight veins of the Qi Jing, her body had been eroded by the scorching sun grass fire poison for too long, and it was not a day's cold to freeze three feet, and if she wanted to completely eradicate the toxin, she needed to take her time.

Moreover, she didn't plan to pull out the seedlings to help them grow, and the one-time strong removal of toxins would cause too much damage to the muscles and veins, which was not conducive to laying the foundation for her future cultivation.

However, the power of ice and fire extracted when she pulled out the toxin could just be used as an attack method before she cultivated Xuan Qi.

Feng Muge weighed it, the blow just now could almost easily defeat the high-level martial artists of the Xuan Disciples, and if it was applied properly, it could even threaten the Xuan Master, which was very against the sky.

I'm afraid no one would have thought that a small martial artist at the refining level would have a power comparable to that of a Xuan Master's Xuan Qi, right?

The corners of Feng Muge's mouth raised a smile, I don't know if the person who poisoned knew that the poison of the scorching sun grass not only did not bring harm to her, but also provided her with a powerful means of attack, would he be so angry that he vomited blood?

I just don't know how long that bit of power lasts.

Feng Muge looked inward at the dantian and found that after casting that blow, the blue-red cyclone in the dantian suddenly decreased by half.

She sighed softly before she sent out an attack, and the power of ice and fire was instantly reduced by half, which is too useless, right?

The poison of the fire grass in her body has already gone by a tenth of it.

While regretting Feng Muge, she persuaded herself that it was time to be content, this kind of anti-heaven thing was already rare, if she got it easily, wouldn't she have to go sideways in the future?

Alas! Why didn't the guy who poisoned him poison a little more!! Bad review!