The blood mist was swallowed by the black prohibition without resistance, and in just a few moments, it went from a dense piece to only a piece of half-human height. The Blood Trace Venerable looked at this scene in disbelief, but fortunately he was not completely frightened, and even pinched the law, wanting to recall the blood mist.

But since he was trapped by Su Qingyan, how could these blood mist still be able to escape. The Blood Trace Venerable had spent a lot of effort, and the blood mist only flew out a palm-sized piece. This small piece was like a chicken rib, and the Blood Trace Venerable was furious, and he didn't stop doing anything, and directly let this palm-sized piece fly towards Su Qingyan.

Su Qingyan calmly glanced at the blood mist, and grabbed it casually, and the blood mist crawled all over Su Qingyan's palm. Blood Trace Venerable's eyes flashed, and the blood mist suddenly squirmed. Su Qingyan frowned slightly, and felt as if something had bitten on his hand, not very painful, only a feeling of numbness.

Seeing that Su Qingyan actually allowed the blood worm to bite him, a trace of disbelief flashed in the eyes of the Blood Trace Venerable. Since Su Qingyan has the ability to wipe out the blood mist, he is definitely not an easy person. Sure enough, in the next second, I saw that the palm-sized blood mist suddenly fell, as if a small sand rain had fallen.

"Poison Repair ......"

The Blood Trace Venerable's bitter stiffness sounded, and Su Qingyan was slightly blessed: "Let the Blood Trace Daoist friends laugh." ”

As soon as these words came out, there was a lot of discussion in the private room.

"Fairy Zhang, this ......" The ethereal fairy looked at the unexpectedly powerful Su Qingyan in astonishment, and couldn't help but look at Zhang Yirou.

Zhang Yirou also looked sluggish, she did hear her father say that this Fairy Su may be different, but she didn't expect to kill the blood mist that the Blood Trace Venerable relied on to become famous as soon as she made a move. And what kind of black prohibition is it, how can you listen to what the Blood Trace Venerable said, it is actually poison?

Compared with the sluggishness of others, Yan Lingkong looked at Su Qingyan for a moment, and it took a long time to squeeze out three words from between his teeth: "Su Qingyan ......"

Yan Lingkong has been on the run in the Demon Beast Continent for several years, and he also has a certain understanding of the empty sea, and he has also heard of the forbidden forbidden island that terrified the sky sea monster beasts. Now seeing that Su Qingyan easily poisoned the blood worms, what else is there that he doesn't understand.

The ethereal fairy who had been paying attention to Yan Lingkong happened to see Yan Lingkong's strange expression, and a strange guess flashed in his heart: "What's wrong with Yan Daoyou? Don't you know this Fairy Su?"

Yan Lingkong glanced at the ethereal fairy coldly, and he didn't bother to pay attention to her. The ethereal fairy's face changed suddenly, but she didn't dare to attack. They have already seen the means of Yan Lingkong clearly, where does the ethereal fairy dare to offend Yan Lingkong, they can only suppress their anger in their chests. As for the other monks, their eyes had already been deceived by the woman in the field whose strength was as shocking as her beauty.

"No wonder you dare to provoke this seat, the fairy is really good!"

Su Qingyan smiled faintly: "Daoyou praised it falsely, but it was just relying on the power of strange poison." ”

A hint of red flashed in the Blood Trace Venerable's blood-red eyes: "I don't know what the name of this strange poison is for the fairy, why I have never heard of it before." ”

"I don't know, this is also a strange poison that the little woman accidentally discovered, if you don't mind, you can call it a forbidden strange poison. ”

"Okay! What a forbidden poison!" "Blood Trace Venerable was rampant, "Bloodthirsty Blade!"

Countless palm-sized blood blades flew towards Su Qingyan like raindrops, Su Qingyan's pupils shrank, what a powerful set of magic weapons, although this blood blade is not big, but there are hundreds of them. Moreover, these blades are obviously related to the previous blood worms, and it is even said that this blade is the back hand of the blood worms that cannot kill the opponent.

Although the blood worm was dead, there was a strong smell of blood in the air, a disgusting smell, but it made the blood blade very excited. Even, the blood blade was still absorbing the blood and blood qi in the air, and the blade began to turn scarlet. Su Qingyan's pupils shrank, and the smile that made the Blood Trace Venerable uneasy once again appeared on his lips.

"A hundred is a lot, but it's still less than a thousand...... Sparks in the prairie fire!"

Su Qingyan let out a low snort, and Luo Yan's nine-scale chain turned into a thousand sparks and rushed towards the blood blade. The Blood Trace Venerable's eyes were straight, this fire point seemed ordinary, but the dangerous aura contained in it made even himself faintly frightened. The Blood Trace Venerable's face changed suddenly, but it was still too late to change his moves at this time, so he could only shout, and the red light of the blood blade suddenly flashed.

Su Qingyan also pinched the law, and the black light on the spark became more and more intense. There was a loud "bang", and the red and black rays of light collided together, and the result was unexpected, which was expected. The black light unexpectedly devoured the Blood Blade little by little, and the Blood Trace Venerable suddenly changed color.

The strange prohibition followed the blood-red spiritual power all the way down the bloody blade, as if it was about to devour the bloody blade. The Blood Demon Venerable was taken aback, and vaguely felt that his connection with the Blood Blade was about to be severed, and hurriedly recalled the Blood Blade. Su Qingyan didn't chase after him, but beckoned, and the starlight turned into scales and flew back to Su Qingyan's hand.

"Luo Yan Nine Scale Chain!" The Blood Trace Venerable looked at Su Qingyan's hands and said coldly.

Su smiled lightly and nodded: "Blood Trace Daoist is really well-informed. ”

"Dare to ask where the fairy master is!"

"Old man Moyu. ”

Su Qingyan casually said the name of Moyu Zhenren, but he knew that these guys would not believe that their master was just a Yuanying Monk, so he changed the real person to the word old man. It's a pity that Moyu Zhenren has been dead for hundreds of thousands of years, otherwise if he heard Su Qingyan's words, he would have to be half angry. He is so handsome and handsome in the wind, how can he be an old man!

The Blood Trace Venerable was stunned for a moment, obviously he had never heard of this name, but it was just the old man's two words, which made the Blood Trace Venerable infinitely reverie. Generally, monks will have a title opposite to cultivation, of course, there are also many people like Su Qingyan who do not have a Taoist name and are called by their names, such people are generally casual cultivators, or people who are extremely arrogant and conceited.

Most of those who are called by vague names like "old men" are extremely mysterious, detached from the world, and unwilling to be entangled in mundane things. No one can accurately define the cultivation of these people, unless they see it with their own eyes. However, such a person, even if he cultivates ordinarily, will be above everyone else in some aspects. For example, Old Man Mulian's alchemy was definitely standing at the peak of the immortal cultivation world at that time.

Not only the Blood Trace Venerable, but even the monks in the various rooms looked at Su Qingyan a little differently, and they were a little puzzled, obviously they didn't know what the origin of the old man Moyu was, only Yan Lingkong's eyes darkened again. The name of Moyu Zhenren can also be said to be known to all the disciples of the sect. His intoxication is the dream of almost every monk, but no monk other than him can refine it.

"Su Qingyan ......"

Yan Lingkong silently recited Su Qingyan's name in his heart again, and was even more sure that the Su Qingyan in front of him was the Su Qingyan he knew. Unexpectedly, Su Qingyan's cultivation was actually intoxicating, no wonder it would be terrifying to be strong, no wonder it would manipulate so many strange poisons.

"Isn't the fairy here?" the Blood Trace Venerable still didn't believe it.

Su looked at him strangely: "Why does the little woman want to be a fellow Daoist?"

The Blood Trace Venerable froze, and a red light suddenly flashed in his eyes, Su Qingyan secretly said that it was not good, but he saw the Blood Trace Venerable suddenly rushing over. Su Qingyan instinctively felt the danger, and his spiritual power turned into a black phoenix and flew out, but unexpectedly, the Blood Trace Venerable just punched the black phoenix into pieces, and at the same time, the fist wind blew the forbidden strange poison closer.

The unexpected scene surprised Su Qingyan, but he was not in a hurry, and hurriedly retreated in a staggered step, spilling a handful of wood flowers. Mu Shenghua is not a forbidden poison, and is known for its tenacity. The Blood Trace Venerable's face changed greatly, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, where did he dare to punch like just now, he just wished that he hadn't rushed over.

"Mushenghua?!"

Blood Trace Venerable hurriedly retreated, his face full of disbelief, a strange poison was already incredible, Su Qingyan could actually drive two?! Blood Trace Venerable's face could no longer be described in an ordinary way, Su Qingyan was simply beyond the scope of his common sense.

The ethereal fairy suddenly felt a chill on her back, and she didn't know whether she was alive or dead before. Su Qingyan is actually a poisonous cultivator who can drive strange poisons, maybe when he will give himself any poison. Thinking of this, the ethereal fairy's face couldn't help but turn green, and she subconsciously expanded her inner vision technique.

Seeing that the corpse of the blood worm on the ground and the surrounding blood qi were devoured in an instant, the Blood Trace Venerable already understood that he couldn't get close to Su Qingyan at all. The Blood Trace Venerable frowned, and suddenly took out a handful of talisman seals and slapped them out of his body, and at the same time took out something the size of a puppet.

"Monolithic golem?!"

Su Qingyan's face changed, this boulder puppet is really Mu Shenghua's nemesis, because there is no life, so Mu Shenghua will not react to it at all. Although the prohibition of strange poisons is effective, it takes a lot of time. And this boulder puppet has huge power and amazing defense, it is a high-grade puppet with earth attributes, if it is not activated for too long, it is simply a killing weapon.

Su Qingyan frowned, and looked at the talisman seal outside the Blood Trace Venerable's body, the talisman seal was obviously also of the highest grade, and it couldn't be broken at all in the short-sighted room, Su Qingyan didn't bother that effort, frowned, and pinched the law. Everyone in the private room couldn't help but clench their fists, not knowing what surprise Su Qingyan would bring to them. I have to say that Su Qingyan really didn't disappoint them, the Blood Trace Venerable over there hadn't finished the law decision, and Su Qingyan's aura had changed.

"Poof—"

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