Chapter 642: Self-Destruct

Then the next moment, the runes formed into a array, completely shrouded in this sky.

The faces of Yang Li and his party completely changed.

They also reacted, the two of them were probably not monks in this fishing village, and maybe they had other identities!

"Who the hell are you? Don't wash the Dragon King Temple in the water, and fight your own family! ”

The reason why these casual cultivators gathered near this sea of no return was that they were hired by others.

Maybe they'll all have the same goal.

Yang Li estimated the probability of victory in this battle in his heart, and he really didn't want to collide with others, wasting the resources in their hands and causing casualties.

"If you're coming for those spirit ships, how about we?"

Yang Li's words immediately made a group of villagers in Wushan Village nervous.

Xiao Lu's two brothers and sisters, are they really also running for the spirit boat?

But the spirit ship is the one they eat for, and if the spirit ship is lost, where will they go?

Nowadays, almost all parts of the Middle Spirit Domain are divided and occupied by major forces, and it is difficult for ordinary monks to have a foothold.

They were forced to wander, to be involved in those wars.

Lu Qingye didn't speak, nor did he stop his movements.

With the help of the rune array, Yang Li's advantages were gradually suppressed.

At this moment, he also understood that Lu Qingye and the others probably did not come for those spirit ships, nor did they come all the way with them!

Suddenly, a fierce light erupted in his eyes.

Don't say anything else, the spiritual power of the whole body surged, and he fought with Lu Qingye with all his might.

Lu Qingye used the power of the formation, and in the wind hunting, the colorless and tasteless medicinal powder also fluttered in the wind.

At first, Yang Li and the others didn't notice that something was wrong at all, but when the spiritual power in their bodies passed quickly and their bodies became sore, they realized that they and the others might have been poisoned.

And it's a very weird and domineering poison! Otherwise, with their cultivation, how could they not deal with ordinary toxins?

Yang Li quickly ate the detoxification pill and divided a part of his spiritual power, wanting to force back the toxins that had been lingering in the dantian.

But after some operation, the toxin could not be dispelled at all, and even the detoxification pill seemed to have lost its effect.

"Bang!"

The sound of the first monk falling to the ground suddenly made Yang Li's face tremble.

Several attempts at detoxification were fruitless, and the body became more and more weak.

Yang Li gasped and planned to evacuate.

However, they were trapped by the rune array.

There were more and more monks who fell softly, and Lu Qingye gave Li Yan a look.

This poison is refined from those strange poisonous herbs in the secret realm, although it has miraculous effects, but based on Yang Li's cultivation and spiritual power in the body, it will lose its effect after an hour.

So they have to move fast.

Liyan received the signal, and his movements were not sloppy.

The moonlight is slightly cool, and a faint brilliance is projected in the fishing village.

Liyan raised his sword and fell, blood spilled on the ground, and several monks lost their breath.

That Yang Li wanted to break the formation violently, but was fiercely controlled by Lu Qingye.

Yang Li's eyes widened, and he looked at one of the Yuanying Great Perfection monks.

"Fang Chen, self-destruct! Your family, I'll take care of you in the future! ”

The male cultivator named Fang Chen's face changed, and his eyes looked at Yang Li and Lu Qingye with some red eyes.

He had no choice, from the moment he embarked on this path and took the lives of countless innocent monks, he was destined to be inseparable from Yang Li and them.

Fang Chen's face was hideous, mobilizing the spiritual power in his body, and flocking to the Yuan Infant at the dantian. (End of chapter)