A fist hit him in the back, and the twisted and chaotic power unique to the ghost Gangfeng rushed into his body, destroying some meridians and tissues, and most of the power turned into pure rigidity, the pure power that knocked Du Chuanchang away. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Du Chuanchang rushed straight forward as if he was being pushed by a bulldozer, and fell directly six steps away with a big horse on his stomach, and the image porcelain of the noble son and the "perfect man" was broken, but he didn't care, he got up with gratitude, enjoying the refreshing feeling of the vitality in his body flowing again, turned his head, and saw that Liang Yunguang was using a strong transparent wind pressure to disperse the green gas.

Du Chuanchang only glanced at it and understood that the green gas just now seemed to be specifically aimed at the poison system, some kind of strange thing that had never been seen before. That cloud of green gas didn't seem to have much effect on the Upper Ghost True Yuan.

He turned his head suddenly, staring at the front of the Holy Water Sect, anger rushing out of his heart, and then retracting in a gray manner, the slight fear that slowly leaked from his stomach made him surprisingly calm down, and prudently deal with the treacherous situation in front of him.

"The Holy Water Sect is worthy of being the Holy Water Sect, and there are all kinds of messy secret techniques. He said coldly, no provocation, no insults, no disdain, no arrogance, no sarcasm, only a sense of excitement in the face of a truly strong enemy, nervous and wanting to fight.

This kind of excitement is shared by any accomplished monk, even a mage like Silver Dust. This is the exclusive state of excitement for those who challenge the strong.

As if in response to his words. A crack opened in the front line of the Holy Water Sect, and a woman walked out. She was dressed in a plain robe embroidered with red petals on a white background, with a beautiful appearance, a graceful body, and a warm and pleasant smile on her face. She moved lightly, and slowly walked to a distance of six feet and six feet in front of Du Chuanchang, and the slender **** stood side by side, owing slightly, which was considered to be a salute to Du Chuanchang.

"Poor Ni Mingquan, I've seen the son. Her voice is gentle and invigorating, with the mysterious power to make those around her involuntarily trust her and get close to her. Du Chuanchang looked at the woman in front of him, and the woman looked at her. The eyes of the two met in the air and then met. The pupils of the two reflected each other.

There was no electric spark bursting out, and there was no vulgar dog blood of love at first sight, the eyes of the two met, communicated, and knew each other, and they both quickly and accurately read a message from each other's pupils: they were of the same kind.

They are all terrible monsters with cold hearts and no human affection in their souls.

Aunt Mingquan lowered her eyes first, showing a ladylike appearance, Du Chuanchang looked away, pretending to be curious, but in fact staring at the wine jug that Aunt Mingquan had been holding in her hand, and that wine jug was the only weapon of Aunt Mingquan at this time.

The wine jug is four feet one inch high, one minute and two centimeters and three millimeters and seven centimeters, the whole body is dark green, the mouth is big and the belly is wide, round and crystalline, and there are many patterns of flying dragons roaring in the sky engraved on it, which is very exquisite and chic. A thin green smoke has been wafting out from the wide and flat spout of the wine jug, and the green smoke has just almost killed Du Chuanchang.

"Is this ......?" Du Chuanchang raised his left hand and politely pointed to the wine jug in Aunt Mingquan's hand.

"Haven't you seen the inferior Xuanqi 'Jiuxianding', the treasure of refining medicine?" Mingquan pretended to tilt his head slightly cutely, and replied with a smile. "Jiuxian Ding" is a well-known mysterious vessel in the rivers and lakes, which can make the liquid medicine or liquor stored in it never deteriorate and will not expire, and has no other functions. It is not a magic weapon and cannot be used in combat, but its ability to perfectly store any liquid makes it worthless.

"You know what the deity is asking. Du Chuanchang ignored her laughter, and said in a cold voice with a dark face. His attitude was quite polite, and he restrained his anger, because the things that floated out of the wine fairy ding had always exuded the same malice as a natural enemy against him.

"What's in here?" Mingquan stopped pretending to be cute, and retracted his expression and said four words seriously. The four bystanders were confused and completely ignorant of the words, and the four words that made Du Chuanchang almost jump up in fright when he heard them, the same words as the life talisman.

"Slay the dragon poison lan!" (To be continued.) )