The black air was spreading, and all the plants and trees in its passage were withered, and their vitality was cut off, and it was a scene of decay. The black gas is highly poisonous, but it contains an aphrodisiac effect, even if it can be suppressed, it is inevitable to be distracted, and it is difficult to have both in the end.

More poisonous pythons hide in it, swallowing clouds and spitting fog, and always choose the opportunity to eat.

The poisonous python was transformed by Du Yun's supernatural powers, and it should have been formless and substantial, but whether it was Murong or Tong Qi, there was a poisonous python entwined around their bodies, and the smell of the snake letter on the faces of the two of them, whether it was the breath or the cold feeling, it seemed extremely real.

If they are real poisonous pythons, what level should such supernatural powers reach?

Jusan Lang didn't think about this, he didn't have time, and he didn't bother to do that.

It doesn't matter if it's real or supernatural, just kill it.

When people enter, the wind rises.

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The wind rises from heaven and earth, is born in the wilderness, and gathers in the call of the underworld.

The wind of the clouds came, pushing the clouds that were stacked like forged quilts from all around, gathering in the hands of one man.

The wind on the surface of the water is coming, containing the unique coolness and coldness of Qinghe, condensed into the hands of one person.

The wind in the mountains is coming, sending the vicissitudes of thousand-year-old trees, the simplicity of 10,000-year-old stones, the freshness of pink and tender new shoots, and the ruthlessness of green pines and cypresses, held in the hands of one person.

There is wind in the sky, wind in the ground, wind in the branches, wind in the petals of the flowers, and even the inexplicable force that pushes the black clouds forward, there is wind in them.

The wisps, the pieces of the clouds, the breeze and the breeze, all sides converge together to become a roaring hurricane!

The hurricane howled, rolling up the sand and rolling up the rocks. Flying with the spirit of cleansing the world. Within ten zhang, I only saw a dusk and dark sand, and I don't know how beautiful the scenery inside will be.

Silver rays shone in the storm, as if happy elves were jumping, and the black qi showed signs of collapse before it could come into contact with it, and the poisonous python was hit by it. Immediately, the scales flew sideways and turned into black gas and then into nothingness, screaming miserably and retreating.

There is no way back!

Every venomous python approaches. In the hurricane, a red lightning bolt will pop up, stretching and shrinking, and the poisonous python is like a baby meeting a giant. There is no struggle at all for Liliang. In the midst of that lightning, they felt a pressure from their souls, as if it were their mortal enemy! No, it was the natural enemy that their ancestors had to retreat from!

Under this kind of pressure, the poisonous python did not play a third percent, and it could not be compared with it in the first place, and at this time, it was even more defeated, and it did not have the courage to fight with it at all.

A hurricane tens of meters wide swept by, sweeping through the black clouds in a sweeping manner, and in a matter of moments, ten poisonous pythons several feet long were cleared. The rest of the black gas was blown to pieces by the strong wind, and continued to die.

There was a sigh in the hurricane, as if relieved and dissatisfied, as if complaining, the number of weishenme poisonous pythons was no longer large. Let the deity eat a good meal at once.

"How can this be!

Every time the poisonous python lost, Du Yun's face turned white, more than a dozen poisonous pythons were killed in a row, Du Yun opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of blood, and his face was crazy.

"You're not a body refiner! You're a monk! You're actually a monk!"

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Jushiro's Monk?

Du Yun seemed to have forgotten the rules of the Taoist Academy, and Thirteen Lang was originally a monk. How did you ever have a second career?

What he really couldn't figure out was why Thirteen Lang had such a powerful Dao method, and how that beast pet who didn't know what could eat all of his poisonous pythons that the Dan monks didn't dare to touch at once, greedily and mercilessly, like eating candy.

It's like facing a strong opponent in the ring, thinking that he can be majestic with a kitchen knife, but the opponent didn't even bother to move his eyebrows, and pulled out two machine guns directly from his pants. ...,

How ridiculous, how ridiculous, and how desperate?

The facts did not allow Du Yun to think too much, the aftermath of the Tianxin toad had not fallen, and the hurricane had swept away the black clouds; Thirteen Lang did not pause for a moment, and pounced straight towards the pillar.

On the pillar, Murong Pei was stretched, but there was no trace of shame and uneasiness on his face, and he looked at Du Yun with indifferent eyes.

"I said, I want to see how you die. ”

"You're dreaming!"

Du Yun roared angrily and hissed, expressing his indomitability and tenacity in the most powerful way.

"If you want to see me die, you go and die first......"

A heart-rending pain in his chest stopped his words, Du Yun understood that he had hurt the inner mansion, although he was resentful and fearful in his heart, he did not forget to give an order to the poisonous python: Kill Murong!

The command was issued, and Du Yun immediately poured mana into the array, and the four-elephant formation was immediately activated.

"You're all going to die for me......"

There was no interference this time, but Du Yun was there, staring blankly in the direction of the column, almost unable to believe his eyes.

A huge toad sat there in the shape of a tiger, pulling the poisonous python dozens of times larger than it with its two paws, and swallowed it with relish. Sensing Du Yun's surprised and panicked gaze, the Tianxin Toad turned his head and smiled at him.

"Quack!"

"Poof!"

Du Yun squirted another mouthful of blood, his expression became more and more aggrieved, and a look of panic finally appeared in his eyes. He could feel that the only remaining poisonous python around him was making a frightened plea, begging him to take it back into his body and not face the plague god.

As for Murong Pei, Thirteen Lang did not avoid her, and directly stretched out his hand and pressed it on his dantian, and the majestic mana poured out, casually dissolving the seal left by Du Yun.

Murong, who had recovered his mana, although there were no treasures available, was no longer a complete burden. Thirteen Lang casually took out a long robe and handed it to her, turned his head to concentrate on dealing with those few array spirit illusions, and ignored them again.

His movements were methodical, with a slow-moving look. There were several lacerations on its back, and the flesh and blood around it rolled up, revealing the white bones.

From beginning to end, Thirteen Lang didn't say a word, and he didn't even glance at Du Yun.

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What really hindered Thirteen Lang was the four-elephant formation. Du Yun got this set of array weapons from somewhere. It's incredibly powerful. Those Divine Beast Phantoms obviously had no entity, but they could attack like real demon beasts, causing damage like swords. Thirteen Lang had a contemptuous heart and almost caused a catastrophe.

As early as when he was in Falling Spirit City, Thirteen Lang had the strength of a super two-star battle spirit; after obtaining the treasure refining technique, he cultivated diligently; after three years, his physical body at this time was afraid that he had already surpassed three stars, or even four stars.

Such intensity. Ordinary magic weapons are afraid that it is difficult to hurt them in the slightest, and there is a wind shield around them, which is really like an iron wall; Thirteen Lang completely ignored the attacks of those phantoms, and wanted to save Murong who was in danger first.

He wasn't worried about that poisonous python, if the super fourth-order Heavenly Heart Toad couldn't solve it even with a poisonous insect. What qualifications do you have to claim that you are of the ancient bloodline! If Du Yun has more than a dozen poisonous pythons comparable to the Tianxin Toad, I am afraid that he can also fight with Yuan Ying, it will not become a joke.

What Thirteen Lang really worries about is whether Du Yun has left any poisonous means in Murong's body, after all, Thirteen Lang himself often makes human flesh bombs, and it is inevitable that he will treat others with himself, so he needs to take precautions as soon as possible.

As a result, Murong was safe and sound, but Shisanlang himself was almost hit hard by carelessness. At this time, when he turned around, he really cheered up and fought with those phantoms with all his might.

"Four elephants killed. Punish them and destroy them all. I'll block the three spirits, as long as Brother Xiao concentrates all his strength to destroy one, this array can be broken. ”...,

"You ......"

Thirteen Lang didn't expect that Murong still knew the formation, so he was a little surprised, and was about to say that you were injured and not healed. But he heard Murong urging: "Brother Xiao, don't worry, Murong has his own measure." ”

After a slight pause, she said, "Fat man...... It's still in his hands, please Brother Xiao break the formation as soon as possible. ”

"Okay!" Thirteen agreed, and his figure exploded.

He didn't know what Murong could do to hold back the three major array spirits, but he knew that time could not be delayed, since Murong said so. Thirteen Lang needs to seize the opportunity and fight quickly.

The hurricane with Zhou Yinmang rose again, and Thirteen Lang forced the four spirits back with all his might, and then drifted forward like a cloud of green smoke, aiming directly at the most powerful array spirit: Vermilion Bird!

If the four divine beasts talk about strength, I am afraid it is difficult to distinguish between high and low. Of course, this is talking about a real divine beast, and an illusory shadow like this in front of you is afraid that it does not even have one ten-thousandth of the power of a divine beast, which is not enough to prove anything. However, in the battle with him, Thirteen Lang found that the person who could pose the greatest threat to Murong was none other than this Vermilion Bird Formation Spirit.

The green dragon is domineering, the white tiger is fierce, and the Xuanwu is heavy, all of which are biased towards hand-to-hand combat. Murong could either deal with any of them, or he couldn't deal with any of them, on the other hand, Suzaku mainly relied on fire attacks, and that kind of flame even Shisanlang felt afraid and had to think about it more.

The facts confirmed his idea, and Murong Pei, who had regained her freedom, showed her due strength, she pushed the few remaining mana to the limit, her body spun like a spinning top, and in an instant, it turned into a cloud of smoke like a phantom, and quickly spread, enveloping the other three major array spirits at the same time.

On the surface, it seemed that a fifth array spirit had appeared in the Four Elephant Array, and four of them were entangled, and only Suzaku and Thirteen Lang were fighting head-on.

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Shijie's things are so wonderful, when he fought with Du Yun, Murong Pei was surrounded by poisonous clouds, and he couldn't and didn't dare to unleash this kind of magical power at all, but now, she was originally a fish and meat, and she turned into the key to breaking the formation.

At the very least, it is the key to accelerating the break.

"Brother Xiao, please hurry, I won't be able to support it for long!"

Before the incarnation, Murong Pei sent out a divine thought to Thirteen Lang. The three array spirits realized what they were going to do, and they gritted their teeth and claws, desperately trying to break free from the silk mist. Pieces of green mist flew, and Murong Pei's aura withered at a visible speed.

With a clear roar, the hurricane put two big hands together and encircled the Suzaku in the middle. Thirteen Lang simply bumped into it head-on, rushed directly into the Suzaku Phantom, and opened his mouth to suck violently.

The next moment, his body erupted with orange-red light, and at the same time, an extremely vicissitudes of ancient aura spread, and everywhere he passed, people were born with changes in the world, as if thousands of years of history were condensed into a moment.

After this breath was released, the Suzaku that was originally struggling and roaring was suddenly stunned, a trace of trance flashed in his eyes, and then his body quickly shrank as if he was being squeezed by an invisible force. After only a few moments, it transformed from a tangible array spirit back into a trace of flame, burrowing into Thirteen Lang's body from all directions.

Almost at the same time as the Vermilion Bird collapsed, the other three spirits screamed, and their bodies burst open at the same time, turning into a little spiritual light and dissipating.

The formation was broken, and Murong Pei's stumbling figure was revealed, and the delicate body that had just been put on was exposed to the air again. A trace of scarlet blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth, and her breath was disordered to the extreme, but there was pride and boundless chill written on her face.

Mocking eyes fell on Du Yun, Murong Pei said, "Now, you are going to die." ”

Thirteen Lang then turned around and said lightly, "You still have a chance to commit suicide." ”

"Never!" Du Yun roared in the sky, letting out a terrible wolf howl.

"I offer my soul to welcome the Spirit King...... Manifest!"

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