However, He Wuxian ran extremely fast. txt novel download

He used the Heavenly Wind Footwork, and the strength of the fifth-level martial artist completely exploded, and the speed was so fast that it was like a gale, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Tang Bao and Mu Zichen didn't know why, so they had to carry their swords, run with all their strength in the mountains and forests, and follow his footprints to the top of the mountain.

After a hundred breaths, He Wuxian had already run to the top of the mountain, and only then did he slow down.

At the same time, the sound of the weeping flute became more melodious, drifting in the night wind, very clear.

He Wuxian restrained his breath, hid under the night 'color', followed the source of the sound, and 'touched' it little by little.

Finally, after he had rounded a dense bush, he finally saw a man sitting on a boulder thirty feet in front of him.

Although the night was dark, he couldn't see his five fingers, but with the help of the reconnaissance map, He Wuxian could still see the person's appearance clearly.

It was an old man in a black 'colored' robe, which was greasy and had holes in it, and looked very sloppy.

He had thatched unkempt hair, a face like tree bark, a red rosacea nose, and a flat, toad-like mouth.

Now, the old man is sitting on a stone, holding a blue bamboo flute in both hands, and blowing it next to his lips.

Around the big rock, there are tens of thousands of poisonous snakes, all kinds of colorful and colorful, some large and some small.

These poisonous snakes filled a radius of hundreds of feet, as if the poisonous snakes of the entire mountain range had gathered here.

The vipers lay quietly on the ground, with their heads held high, staring at the old man on the big rock, as if listening to his orders.

Seeing this, He Wuxian's face finally 'revealed' a smile.

"Is this the Beast Master? Let Young Master Ben see how powerful the Beast Master really is. ”

Thinking like this in his heart, he took out the blood-drinking knife, put on the armor of the war dragon, and rushed towards the old man at a gallop.

However, the old man had already discovered the traces of He Wuxian.

Just when He Wuxie's body lit up with the light of Yuan Force, and when he just stepped out, the sound of the flute, like crying, suddenly became sharp and poignant.

Around He Wuxian, thousands of poisonous snakes suddenly became crazy and rushed towards him like a 'tide'.

This time, these poisonous snakes did not attack him in a scattered manner, but actually formed a group, and thousands of snakes were entangled and piled together, turning into monsters three feet high.

These monsters are tall and mighty, not only extremely fast, but also extremely powerful.

The whole monster is made up of tens of thousands of poisonous snakes, and the whole body is densely packed with snake heads, all spitting scarlet snake letters, which makes people's scalp tingle at a glance. [To see the latest chapters of this book, please go to 800 (.800book)]

The tens of thousands of poisonous snakes in the field formed into six such huge monsters in an instant, and they rushed towards He Wuxian with great arrogance.

This situation made his eyes turn cold, and he couldn't help but say in his heart: "These beast masters really have some 'door' ways, and they use some evil 'door' methods that people can't understand. ”

"But these are just ordinary poisonous snakes, after all, they are not demon beasts, can they cause me any danger?"

Thinking like this in his heart, He Wuxian let out a cold drink, holding the blood-drinking knife in both hands, and rushed towards one of the monsters formed by a group of snakes.

Three feet away, he jumped high, holding the blood-drinking knife in both hands, and slashed the six-foot knife fiercely.

"Split Huashan!"

The sword light tore through the night, and the bright sword seemed to be able to open the world, with an unparalleled domineering and sharp aura.

The monsters formed by the group of snakes did not dodge or dodge, and continued to rush towards him.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, the six-foot sword slammed into the three-foot-tall snake monster.

The sword flickered, mixed with gushing blood, and countless snake corpses that had been cut in two flew out in all directions.

With one move, this group of snake monsters was slashed by the sword, and thousands of poisonous snakes were cut into two pieces.

However, the old man who witnessed this scene did not have the slightest worry on his face, but had a sneer on his face.

With this expression, it seemed that he had already expected the result to be like this, and he was even more able to predict what would happen next, so he was 'confident'.

Sure enough, just when He Wuxian thought that this knife would kill a group of snake monsters.

Tens of thousands of poisonous snakes burst open, pouring red and terrible blood like a torrential rain towards He Wuxi.

The green-colored mist instantly enveloped a radius of ten zhang, and together with those blood and snake corpses, it completely enveloped him.

Those green 'colored' mist, of course, are poisonous mist.

The poisonous mist condensed by the toxins of tens of thousands of poisonous snakes can be described as extremely poisonous, and the throat is sealed with blood.

Any samurai master, even if he is contaminated with a little bit of blood, may breathe a breath of poisonous mist, and he will be poisoned to death immediately, and there is no chance of rescue.

Even if you are a strong martial artist, as long as you are contaminated with poisonous blood or poisonous mist, even if you don't die, you will be invaded by the poison in your body, and within half an hour, you will become a stiff and immobile walking corpse 'meat'.

For decades, the old man has used this evil and strange method to poison and kill many warrior masters and martial arts powerhouses.

Seeing the poisonous blood and poisonous mist in the sky, completely enveloping He Wuxian in it, the old man couldn't help but 'revea' a successful sneer and let out bursts of strange laughter.

"Boy, boy, fight with the old man, you are still too tender! The power of the old man's ten thousand snake array, how can you compete with it?"

However, just as those poisonous blood and poisonous mist had just invaded He Wuxi's eyes and nose, a layer of golden light bloomed on the surface of his body.

At the same time, the sound of a system prompt sounded in his head.

"Ding! Congratulations to He Wuxian, who successfully 'excited' the Divine Dragon Treasure Body and reached the first realm of the Divine Dragon Treasure Body. ”

When he heard this voice, He Wuxian was stunned, and even ignored the poisonous mist and poisonous blood around him, and hurriedly went to check the system prompt.

At this glance, he suddenly showed joy on his face, and an incomparably bright smile appeared on his face.

According to the introduction of the system, the Divine Dragon Treasure Body is a special physique that is unique among millions of people, and the martial artists with this physique are gifted and very strong.

Generally speaking, the warriors who have the Divine Dragon Treasure Body are all peerless powerhouses in the world, shaking the past and the present.

The reason why He Wuxian was able to cultivate the Divine Dragon Treasure Body was because he had cultivated the Divine Dragon Refining Technique.

The Divine Dragon refining technique made his body very powerful, and his defense and strength exceeded that of ordinary martial artists by ten times.

The necessary condition for cultivating the Divine Dragon Treasure Body is to practice the sixth form of the Divine Dragon Refining Body, and this condition has been reached not long ago.

However, after this condition is reached, it still needs to be corroded by severe poison, or the 'flesh' body is severely damaged, so that it can 'stimulate' the Divine Dragon Treasure Body.

Now, He Wuxian was eroded by poisonous fog and poisonous blood, and these two conditions were met, so he 'excited' the Divine Dragon Treasure Body in a hurry.

The person who has the treasure body of the dragon is very powerful, not only the 'flesh' body defense is extremely strong, but also able to resist all kinds of poisons, and it is even more powerful, just like the ancient dragon.

However, He Wuxian has just opened the Divine Dragon Treasure Body now, and it is not so powerful, it is only the first realm.

Like the level of the 'Yin' and Yang Creation Skills, the Divine Dragon Treasure Body is also divided into twelve realms, corresponding to the unknown realms above the martial arts master.

If you want to improve the realm of the Divine Dragon Treasure Body, the only way is to practice the Divine Dragon Refining Technique, the more moves He Wuxian has practiced, the more powerful the Divine Dragon Treasure Body will be!

However, He Wuxian was still immersed in the huge surprise brought by the Divine Dragon Treasure Body, but he suddenly saw that Mu Zichen was running towards him.

This scene suddenly made He Wuxian full of worries, and at the same time, he was very suspicious and puzzled.

Now within a radius of ten zhang around him, all of them are shrouded in green 'color' poisonous mist and red 'color' poisonous blood, these poisons can poison the existence of martial arts powerhouses.

If it weren't for the fact that he had a divine dragon treasure body, he would definitely be poisoned by now.

Mu Zichen was just a seventh-level warrior, how could he rush into the poisonous mist and still be unharmed?

"Why don't you hate, how are you? Are you alright?"

Mu Zichen passed through the poisonous mist and ran to He Wuxian with an anxious face, his big eyes were full of tears, and he looked extremely worried.

Such a scene couldn't help but make He Wuxian feel very guilty, and secretly said that he really shouldn't have brought Mu Zichen here, it was too dangerous.

She was only a seventh-level warrior, and she didn't wear Xuan armor, only a thin shirt, which would definitely be eroded by the poisonous mist.

"Isn't that right, Mu Zichen not only wore a set of war dragon armor before, but also held the Burning Sun Sword in his hand, how could it be like this?"

He Wuxian immediately realized that something was wrong, and was about to stare at Mu Zichen to take a closer look, but suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest, and a majestic and incomparable force bombarded him.

He subconsciously raised his head, only to see that Mu Zichen's face had become resentful and calm, and he was punching over, hitting his 'chest'.

The distance between the two was too close, less than two feet, and they could 'touch' it when they raised their hands, and Mu Zichen's sudden appearance made He Wuxian let down his guard.

It's just that he never expected that Mu Zichen, who he loved the most, would attack him secretly.

The power of that punch was unusually powerful, close to 100,000 catties, and He Wuxian was blasted out in an instant, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

"Poof!"

He Wuxian fell to the ground five feet away, his face was pale, his body trembled, and his internal organs seemed to be about to displace.

He coughed violently, and a wisp of blood gushed from the corner of his mouth, dripping down in a line.

Mu Zichen saw that this punch failed to kill He Wuxian, but only made him deeply injured, and couldn't help but let out a "huh".

He Wuxian supported his body with the blood-drinking knife, got up from the ground, looked at Mu Zichen suspiciously and angrily, and asked with great pain: "Mu Zichen!

Hearing this, a 'gloomy' sneer appeared on Mu Zichen's pretty face, and his eyes became more resentful and cruel.

She giggled and sneered, stretched out her delicate finger and pointed at He Wuxian and said, "He Wuxian, I want your life!"

When the words fell, Mu Zichen's figure rushed over like a whirlwind, waving his fists and frantically attacking He Wuxi.

In an instant, within the three zhang range around He Wuxi, the sky was full of fist shadows, and the fist blades condensed by the light of Yuan Force were infinitely powerful and domineering.

Unable to help himself, He Wuxian could only resist with the blood-drinking knife, and countless fists bombarded him, colliding with the blood-drinking knife, and bursting out with a muffled sound.

It's a pity that Mu Zichen's strength is terrifying, comparable to that of an eighth-level martial artist, He Wuxian was already injured, and he was immediately beaten back again and again.