Chapter 640: Poison Appearance
When the dying Long Aotian heard this, he was first shocked in his heart, and then he was happy, he held on to the last bit of physical strength, and he didn't know what the price was, with a flash of golden light between his fingers, he got a pill like a small golden bean, and hurriedly stuffed it into his mouth, and was hit by a few fireballs, and his body that almost became charcoal was slowly recovered under the simple Juyuan formula that he casually drawn. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
As soon as the magician's words fell, black shadows suddenly burst out from all directions, rushing towards him, those people obviously had pitch-black daggers pinned to their bodies, but no one unsheathed the dagger, only relying on a pair of dark green claws to grab in the air, like dozens of pounced ghosts.
Among these evil ghosts, there are also crossbow arrows, darts, hidden head needles, iron lotus seeds, lancets, and even all kinds of poisonous mist sent out in advance, in short, a dusk yellow filth, dark yellow, orange red, bright blue, dark green, and even dark purple all kinds of Gang wind poisonous light gathered together, turning into a shrinking circular army, rushing towards the silver dust.
The military posture based on flying pounces and hidden weapons is not an ordinary means of military activity between the north and the south, this is a means of guarding the door of a powerful sect that has a real inheritance and heritage.
The magician was really taken aback at the first moment when these people launched an attack, he really didn't expect that those guys who had quietly ambushed around while Long Aotian was posing in the pillar of light would still have such an ambush method, but in the next moment, he calmed down and came up with the most restrained strategy for these guys.
Yinchen knew that he was carrying Chiyou's immovable hegemonic body, and poison or something could basically be ignored, but to be honest, he who had experienced the Purple Blood Divine Sect's deadly poison pool that could destroy spell slots, he really didn't have the courage to try the holy medicine of the Poison Dragon Sect with only a heavy insurance on his body!
To deal with poison, the first thing he thought of was purification.
It's not the purification of water, it's the purification of light, and this kind of light ability is called the Great Dispersal Technique.
Light magic can be directly obtained by dilution of Xuan power, and can be directly transformed by dark power, so it is not restricted by the domain and environment, and even ignores the forbidden demon realm! Silver Dust has not yet fully understood this new type of light magic, but he has at least understood the casting principle of the Great Dispel Technique.
So in that intolerable moment, Silver Dust directly turned the magic of the Great Dispersal Technique into a cross.
The cross is also a weapon, a weapon dedicated to dealing with evil things such as ghosts, this kind of weapon silver dust has only been seen in the Vatlantican, and the people of Evil Luohai City don't use this kind of thing, and the reason is that the enchantment is not compatible.
A cross appeared in Silver Dust's hand, and it was very funny, very inconsistent with the ritual rules of the Vatrentia, holding one in one hand. Silver Dust straightened his arm and spun three times like crazy with a cross in one hand, and dozens of pale golden pure holy light burst out from the double crosses.
The holy light was silent, as if ordinary light shone on a connected ring attack. When the golden water wave-shaped light came into contact with the poisonous mist and hidden weapons that emitted colored poisonous light, the originally gentle light suddenly became fierce, from an ordinary golden light to a golden laser with a great solemn and murderous aura, a little thicker than a hair, almost as long as a girl's arm, from the pure and gentle golden light like a warm light, leaving a dense sound in the air, as if scorching some berries. Immediately afterward, a large area of poisonous mist exploded under the golden beam.
The brightly colored poisonous clouds exploded, turning into pale golden flames, which burned sullenly, emitting not heat, but a cold and cold air. Immediately afterwards, the crossbow arrows, hidden weapons, poisonous sand and other solids that flew towards the silver dust were quenched with poison and other poison that burned into pale golden flames, and even exploded into a mass of slag from time to time, quickly losing their toxicity. Only the dozen or so figures that pounced up, the three-color wind on their bodies was blowing, completely bounced off the power of the Great Dispersal Technique.
The dead man's wind contains not only poison, but also a more essential power than poison, wind.
Wind and light are not mutually restrained.
The glittering golden cross shattered in Silver Dust's hands, and a thick, ornate shield wall emerged from the thin air beside him. Eight shields formed a circle half a foot in diameter, helping him fend off attacks from all directions. The poisonous claws slammed against the shield wall, and there was no reaction except for the splash of sparks. The Poison Dragon Sect's wind was still the same as before, soft, cold, and strongly corrosive, but in the face of the coronation of the gods, an energy shield wall that could not be corroded at all, they had not much to do but find a battering ram.
Obviously, it is impossible for the people of the Poison Dragon Sect to carry a battering ram with them, they are here to explore the secret realm, not to attack the occupied territory, they have brought more shovels for digging the earth, who would have thought of bringing siege equipment?
The crowning of the gods blessed by the occult power, in addition to blocking three deadly attacks, can also block all attacks below a certain strength, and there will be absolutely no passive displacement. A circle of Poison Dragon Sect disciples who rushed around at this time surrounded such a half-zhang diameter shield wall, beating hard, palming and punching, but they didn't see behind the golden translucent shield wall, the pale mage quietly squatted down.
The magician slapped his palm in the sand.
The red light suddenly lit up on the ground, and within a radius of three zhang centered on the palm of the silver dust, the sandy ground turned into a terrifying red lotus desperate situation, the lava on the earth rolled, the red lotus bloomed, and endless burning clouds and flames suddenly burst out of the air, and an extremely terrifying static high temperature occupied every inch of air in an instant, and a second later, there was a shocking explosion.
"Ground Crack Burst Flame!"
Bang!
It was as if a volcano erupted in the flat ground, or as if a super-powerful mine exploded, and a dozen vigorous Poison Dragon Sect men instantly turned into scattered minced meat. The flames spread like a burst napalm, turning a ten-foot radius into a field of fire.
Silver Dust raised his hand and put it down again, and the little blue light that bloomed on his fingertips was still retracted. He is no longer a hedge physique now, so there is no need to deliberately pursue ice and fire hedges.
Silver Dust closed his eyes, as if he had understood, a crimson light swirled between his fingers, and the surrounding fire flowed back into his hand like dust sucked by a vacuum cleaner, turning into a small glittering axe.
That's the deadly sun.
He deliberately sighed under his breath and stood still, his sigh faintly audible in the rumbling of the flames and the wind.
"Silverdust boy, we meet again. After he had done all this, a cold, inhumane voice came from the back door.
"Du Wuxin?" Yinchen asked softly, but he didn't turn around, because he couldn't, and a sharp dagger had already been placed on his life point.
In the dead end of his back door, there was an old and decrepit woman, it was not Du Wuxin, not a talented person of the younger generation of the Poison Dragon Sect, but an old man who had accumulated years, an elder who had returned to the void and the sevenfold of emptiness.
Du Wuxin stood a few feet behind the elder and looked at the restrained silver dust with a smile.
She carefully admired the back of Yinchen, her eyes were rippling, but there was no drunken admiration. Although Yinchen is indeed handsome, for Du Wuxin, whose heart is higher than the sky and only takes men of the same age as male slaves, it is impossible to have feelings such as admiration and worship. The silver dust in her eyes is the best prey, an excellent slave (a slave for work, don't think about it), and the biggest capital to show off to her useless brother, and even a trophy to show off to the sect leader, but she is never a living person.
In her eyes, no one outside the Poison Dragon Sect was a human being, but a legged expendable animal in clothes.
"Childe, be careful, that dagger is quenched with poison, and it is also poisonous, if you really want to break the skin and flesh a little bit, oops, that's not good. There is no antidote to the poison, and even if there is, it will be too late to take it. ”
Du Wuxin still said in his cold and soft voice, she even wanted to go around to the front of Yinchen and look at his distorted expression, it must be funny, but she didn't want to, she didn't dare, she felt that hiding behind the elder was the safest.
"I say, what the hell are you trying to do?" Silverdust struggled to paralyze his opponent in a weak tone, when in fact, he was using Nightmare Materialization.
The kind of magic that combines transfiguration, necromancy, and illusion has no sign of casting anyway.
Silver Dust is not afraid of that dagger, because his immovable hegemonic body is impossible to be broken through by the dagger, what Silver Dust is really afraid of is the master of returning to the void, he has not yet found the ultimate move to replace the Heaven and Earth Splitting God Fist, but he has no confidence to kill the guy behind him with one blow.
He is now and before entering the secret realm of the East China Sea, he was very fragile before, but his lethality was extremely terrifying, but now he is very durable, and his strong lethality is gone. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but blush a little, did he really want to become the arcane knight who "was obviously a warrior and insisted that he was a mage"?
Silver Dust knew very well that those Arcane Knights were the first class to be completely cut off by the mages.
It's useless to think about this, he must immediately come up with a plan to get out one by one, and he must not let the master of returning to the void completely restrict his actions, in that case, he will not even be able to move the hegemonic body.
He quietly crowned his back with the blessings of the gods, and at the same time, the transformation and activation of the dark nightmare was about to be completed.
"Of course, I asked Gongzi to give in, our Poison Dragon Sect has been established for a hundred years, and there are countless disciples......" The girl's cold voice came from behind, and there was a very obvious pride in her tone.
"Do you think it's possible? There is a blood feud between me and the Poison Dragon Sect!" Yinchen immediately refused, and then he felt a gust of wind behind him, and then he didn't react.
"Then it can't be the son, in this world, the devil is rampant, how many young heroes can swallow the blood feud back into their stomachs, and serve the enemy with all their hearts?" Du Wuxin's voice suddenly became cold, but no matter how her tone changed, she still couldn't get rid of that star-like pride: "People in this world, it is fundamental to be able to live, Childe has such a good talent, the future will be great, if he gives his life here for some vain righteous feelings, how worthless is it?"
A hand pressed down on Silver Dust's shoulder, and the old woman behind him grabbed him, causing his face to change, and he felt that the immovable treasure was disappearing.
"Damn, locked state!"
Silver Dust's pupils condensed, and a sky-high purple light suddenly erupted from his body. He heard Du Wuxin shout something, but he didn't care, he forcibly launched a teleportation, and the magician's superb skills bloomed under the circumstances that he didn't even notice, and instantly appeared beside Long Aotian, and the elder of the Poison Dragon Sect still had one hand in the air.
"What?" Two unbelievable shouts rang out at the same time, but they were overshadowed by Yinchen's angry roar: "It's you who didn't recognize the situation!"
The bones that symbolize death are surging out of the ground, ribs, tailbones, phalanges, and vertebrae are connected to each other, nested with each other, locked with each other, and are spliced together as if they are tenon and tenon, turning into a set of terrifying white bone shackles, completely locking Du Wuxin in the scream, and at the same time, a huge eyeball emerged directly from the air, with pale eyeballs with dark red pupils, staring at Du Wuxin's pretty face.
Thirty-two bone sharp swords directly resisted all the vital points in Du Wuxin's body.
"Before you pay attention to the Fa Master, imagine that you have a few lives. Silver Dust's voice was full of ruthlessness in the determination to kill: "That elder, it's better not to act rashly, I believe that you poison refiners all know what corpse poison is." ”
As soon as Yinchen's words fell, he saw that the elder who had returned to the void period shivered fiercely, and Du Wuxin, who was being looked at by the big eyeballs, also had a pale face. "Corpse poison?" Du Wuxin's voice was very soft and weak, obviously the word corpse poison had an unbearable weight for her.
The world of corpse poison, the world of magic, the world of magic and the world of technology have very different, even opposite, interpretations. Magicians believe that corpse poison is a curse, not a so-called "poison" , Therefore, it is extremely difficult to deal with, and it requires a specific spell to remove, and the Wind Source Continent classifies the corpse poison as the most dangerous poison, which belongs to the original and genuine raw poison, once it is hit, it may not even have the opportunity to take the antidote, of course, there is no good antidote to cure, and in the world of science and technology, the corpse poison belongs to all the germs, viruses, autotoxins, death magnetic fields and other harmful substances on the corpse, including the terrifying secretions of botulinum toxin, in short, all kinds of horrors. Therefore, no matter what world it is in, such a thing as corpse poison may be a little easier to deal with than the so-called flying head drop.