The fragrant scene instantly turned into a bloody Shura hell. The pink poisonous mist www.biquge.info had dissipated, but the terrible toxin was still spreading in the air, and more and more female disciples of other sects had fallen, and after a short period of fragrant and sultry, it was doubly bloody, and the toxin spread faster and faster, and it was about to kill the entire Holy Water Sect and all the women of all the sects they had gathered.

Feng Lieshan was almost about to applaud excitedly, while Liang Yunguang was completely stunned, Du Chuanchang looked indifferent, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a cruel smile, but Li Ying had already knelt aside and vomited, after all, she was a daughter from a wealthy family, where had she seen such a bloody and cruel scene?

The formation of the Holy Water Sect was completely chaotic, and many of the former righteous path monks who had thrown themselves into this place were thinking of escaping, regardless of what secret realm and treasure they had! The Poison Dragon Sect played such a trick, but it really responded to the saying of "biochemical terrorist attack", and a bottle of poisonous gas brought the danger of imminent total extinction to the Holy Water Sect!

That poison is useless for men, but almost completely insolvable for women. The jade bi on Feiquan's body is a high-grade spiritual weapon, very rare, among the masters and aunts of the Holy Water Sect, there are very few owners, and the other messy objects that ward off evil spirits and drive away poison are completely ineffective in the face of the poison developed by the Poison Dragon Sect to deal with women.

Seeing that the Holy Water Sect Group was about to collapse, at this critical moment, a dark green smoke rose from behind the Holy Water Sect Front, and a strange, indescribable smell of fragrance or stinkiness or spicy smell suddenly diffused, as if even the process of gas diffusion was directly omitted, and it was evenly distributed in the air in an instant. The toxin was contained, no more women were harmed, but the people who had been poisoned could no longer live.

"Where is the evil demon, poisoning the world, don't you obediently kneel down and subjugate the Fa?" A cold, clear and bright voice came out from the chaotic Holy Water Sect position, and it was like a judgment on Du Chuanchang's head. With that voice, a dark green mist seemed to be pushed by the transparent wind, and it rushed out from among the disciples of the Holy Water Sect and rushed straight towards Du Chuanchang. The chief disciple of the Poison Dragon Sect keenly sensed that the mist contained a terrifying feeling that he had never comprehended, as if the earth-shattering malice that erupted from the demonic abyss was aimed at him alone.

For the second time in his life, Du Chuanchang felt creepy, and felt an empty horror surging in his stomach. The first time he felt this way was when he was hit by a punch from Silver Dust on the grassland, and at that moment, the whole world turned gray and white, and only Silver Dust's fist became the only black or even the only color in heaven and earth. It was Du Chuanchang's most memorable moment, and he will never forget the fear of that moment. He knew that to the right of that fear was the tranquility of death.

"Are you going to die?" Du Chuanchang thought to the wisp of weak mist that looked lethal. Driven by instinct, he used all the strength of his body to urge the body protection wind, and at the same time, a colorless and fierce storm gathered in the palm of his left hand. "Violent Zhu Poison Hand!" he shouted at the top of his voice, and greeted the wisp of dark green mist full of unknown malice with a delicate palm technique. His palm swung out, and his entire arm turned a poisonous red, and a rancid storm flew out of his palm and slammed into the mist.

The high-pressure air surrounded his palm, distorting the light around him, forming a transparent ring about 10 inches in diameter that was constantly spreading ripples, and the transparent ripples that spread out from the periphery of the ring were actually the wind pressure with a hard texture and powerful thrust like a steel knife and hammer, or according to the monks, it was called qi. The diffuse qi formed a shield-shaped transparent shield in front of Du Chuanchang's body, separating him from the green mist like a tower shield, and the qi completely collapsed a zhang away, turning into a huge storm, blowing up like a seventh-level gale, lifting the goose-yellow robes of the sisters of the Interpretation Sect on the opposite side, and even some of the girls with loose clothes were almost gone. Du Chuanchang's crimson right hand grabbed the dark green mist fiercely, he originally thought that it was just a cloud of gas, although he was afraid, but when he reached out and grabbed it, it would probably disperse, and it would be fine, but when his hand came into contact with the mist, he knew how difficult it was to deal with terrible things.

At the moment of contact, a cold and hard touch came from the palm of his hand, as if Du Chuanchang grabbed not a ball of qi but a piece of steel with one claw. With a sharp and piercing roar, an unimaginably huge force shook back, forcing Du Chuanchang to quickly rotate nearly half a circle to the right with his right foot as the axis, unloading the force that was enough to shatter his wrist. At the same time, the green mist seemed to have been dispersed by Du Chuanchang's palm power, and it spread rapidly, enveloping Du Chuanchang entirely.

At the moment when the green gas spread, a thick tornado rose from the ground, almost rolling Liang Yunguang beside Du Chuanchang into the sky, and the rocky ground was instantly cut off a layer, forming a pit about four feet square and seven inches deep, Du Chuanchang's palm contained in the wind and the strange power in the fog collided with each other and exploded, bursting out a white shock wave visible to the naked eye, tearing open a long hole in the robes of all the nearby Peiyuan period monks, bringing all the pieces on the ground into the air, and shattering them twice like a projectile on the monks' body protection Gangfeng。 It wasn't until the next second that the thunderous explosion spread.

When the wind enveloped Du Chuanchang, what the chief disciple of the Poison Dragon Sect felt was not fear, not death, but simple suffocation. In the meridians, within the dantian, and even around the body, the poison system true yuan suddenly became rigid and heavy, like hardened flour. The vitality no longer flowed in the body, the Gangfeng no longer rotated outside the body, and Du Chuanchang's superb poison magic suddenly turned into a semi-liquid unknown toxin that blocked the body's functions. At this moment, Du Chuanchang felt that the blood in his whole body suddenly coagulated, his lungs were filled with mud and sand on the riverbed, and the inside of his heart was like an iron ingot. He lost his breath, heartbeat, and pulse in an instant, and as the energy around his body was abnormally stagnant, his blood really began to clot in his veins, and his body was even slowly turning into liquid.

"Are you going to die?" the thought came to mind again, but it was so clear. Du Chuanchang couldn't command his already deteriorated Gangfeng at this time, nor could he command his hands and feet, the only thing he could do at this time was to watch his whole body completely necrotic because of blood clotting. (To be continued.) )