"It's finally begun. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info "Poison Saburo was calm and calm, playing with the cold bone scepter in his hand, and he thought it was very interesting.

Seeing the big man being beaten away, although they were all a little surprised, they didn't care about each other, and they didn't mean to shoot together.

Especially the people standing in the back were completely motionless, but the people in front were cautious and ready to fight at any time in case they were attacked.

For them, the person in front of them is just a new person, and they don't bother to be together at all, which will only make them seem useless.

But he didn't care about that, and whoever was in front of him was slashed at by his sword.

At the same time, Xunfeng also made a move, and the Starry Sky Sword came out with the momentum of thunder, with a heavy breath, and the pressure was like a mountain pressing down.

When the opponent sensed that something was wrong, it was too late, and the Starry Sky Sword swept away the man in front of him with a sword without hesitation.

Among these twenty or so people, the strength is uneven, basically weak, most of them don't even have artifacts and divine methods, only the few people standing behind are slightly different, especially two of them, one fat and one fat, the aura exuded is extremely powerful.

After all, only the existence of weak strength is willing to be someone else's follower and seek refuge, they are all first-class wizards outside, but for Xunfeng and Luotu, the strength is not enough at all, and they easily sweep forward.

Both of them have already made a move, and the dreamer will naturally not lag behind, but she is a little depressed, because as soon as she makes a move, those people have moved away, and no one dares to fight with her.

They are not like Poison Saburo, who has a certain status in the Heavenly God Alliance, so naturally they don't dare to fight with the holy woman of the Ghost Gate, so they have to give way one after another.

Even the last few people hesitated for a moment, and finally walked to both sides.

Since there was no one to stop them, the dreamer didn't bother to pay attention to them, so he walked directly into the ring.

In this regard, Poison Saburo was not surprised at all, and said with a smile: "Holy Maiden, I think there is no need for you to get involved in this matter at all. ”

"Although I don't know much about the world, I also know that my friends are in trouble, and I should help them. The dreamer said indifferently.

"Since the saint insisted, then I had to offend. Poison Saburo sighed, understanding that this battle was inevitable.

The dreamer didn't say much, the spiritual power gathered in the palm of his hand, the orchid finger pinched, the flowers on the other side bloomed, and the energy surged away.

With a wave of the cold bone scepter in Poison Saburo's hand, a stream of cold energy emanated, as if devouring all things, and also devouring the energy of the flowers blooming on the other side.

The force did not stop there, but continued to spread forward for some distance, shocking the dreamer back a few steps, shocking him.

"It's worthy of being a genius of the Heavenly God Alliance, it's really powerful. The dreamer couldn't help but say.

Looking at the scepter in his hand, Poison Saburo sighed and said, "Although the power is strong, it has not been refined after all, so it is not easy to use." ”

So he hung the Cold Bone Scepter on his waist, and then took out a green staff, and on the top was a statue of a snake's head, which was his own artifact, the Ten Thousand Snake Staff.

"Ten Thousand Snake Venom Array"

Poison Saburo held a long staff in his hand, turned around in the air, and slammed it into the ground, and suddenly the whole land was dark, like a quagmire, lifeless.

Immediately afterwards, countless small snakes with patterns broke out of the ground, like fish playing in the water, like birds flying between the heavens and the earth, wandering the entire ring.

However, those are snakes, which make people can't help but feel creepy, and even disgusting.

The dreamer didn't say a word, and immediately cast his own magic spell, the City of Shadows.

The space in the ring became dim again, and dense small snakes were copied out and attacked each other.

However, the small snake that copied out is far less powerful than the original, although there are also those who kill each other, but most of them are killed by the other party.

"Although the ability of your divine law is unique, it's a pity that the attack power of copying is too weak and meaningless. Poison Saburo sneered, and with a wave of his staff, those little snakes became restless again.

"That's just because I'm not strong enough. The dreamer said indifferently.

As the words fell, he moved his palms closer to his chest, twisted quickly, and made a few weird movements.

Suddenly, the soles of her feet stomped slightly, and her shadow broke away from her body and stood up, shoulder to shoulder with her.

The next moment, I and the shadow shot at the same time, and all the little snakes were copied by two, one was copied by myself, and the other was naturally copied by the shadow.

"Double copy?"

Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked, and Poison Saburo was no exception, and he was stunned: "There is still this kind of operation?"

Although the attack power of the copied small snake is not as good as the main body, the two attacks are one, and they completely have the upper hand, so this time, the main body is almost completely destroyed.

This sudden double copying, although it surprised Poison Saburo, he still seemed very calm.

The remaining clones all converged in one direction and ran directly towards Poison Saburo, like ten thousand arrows.

Ten thousand snake rods swung out, and the earth cracked, and dozens of small snakes broke through the ground in front of them.

Wandering out of thin air, moving in a circle, condensing into a defensive boundary, blocking all the replicating snakes.

With a shattering sound, the Defensive Realm emanated, and all the Replicating Serpents were annihilated, and the aftermath of the energy shook through long distances, forcing the Dreamer back a few steps, much to her surprise.

"Sure enough, the gap in strength is too big. The dreamer sighed helplessly.

They are all famous people and geniuses, but Poison Saburo has been in the Shinto Triple for a long time, and the Dreamer has just stepped into the Shinto Triple Sect, and there is still a huge gap between the two in terms of cultivation alone.

This double replication is also mastered by the dreamer after experiencing the buried bones, and with this leapfrog challenge, ordinary opponents are naturally not a problem, but in the face of a genius like Poison Saburo, it seems that it is not enough.

However, she didn't give up so easily, and when she saw countless small snakes break through the ground again, she continued to perform double replication.

"Although double replication is powerful, I can see that you have just mastered it, and you are not proficient yet, and you will not be able to last long. Poison Saburo laughed.

As he expected, within a few turns, the dreamer's shadow vanished and returned to the surface.

Seeing this, Poison Saburo just smiled proudly, the long staff danced wildly, and countless small snakes moved wildly, quickly rotating around the dreamer, enveloping it in it.

The dreamer's brow furrowed, and she felt that the aura of these little snakes had become strange, and it seemed to be rotating according to some kind of rule, so that she did not dare to act rashly.

"Holy Maiden, I advise you not to act rashly, my divine law is called the Ten Thousand Snake Venom Array, there is already the mystery of the formation, of course, the most famous is my snake venom, if I accidentally hurt you, I can't afford it, don't say I didn't remind you." Poison Saburo sneered.

In fact, there was already a slight murderous intent in his eyes, and with the identity of a saint, joining this magical double replication, he knew that it was a matter of time before the dreamer surpassed himself, or even a matter of not too soon.

Thinking that he would be suppressed in the future, he was very unhappy in his heart, and he was even more unwilling, so he moved to kill, but here, he didn't dare.