Every word of Weishenzong was true, and Yang Ji just looked at it and knew that Weishenzong was not lying. That highly poisonous blood qi is indeed invading the body.

But because of this, the Weishen Sect actually thought that he was dead.

Yang Ji didn't know what Wei Shenzong's previous opponents were like, but this kind of "don't fight, you have been poisoned by me, and you are already dead" routine is completely inapplicable to himself.

There was silence all around.

The laughter of the Guardian God Sect came to an abrupt end.

The two of them looked at each other, Wei Shenzong's eyes rolled, and his heart was shocked. What do you mean? Is his poison useless to him?

Wei Shenzong's heart suddenly hung in the air.

Soon, however, the Guardian God Sect found itself suspicious.

"Hahaha......"

Wei Shenzong pointed to Yang Ji's gray face and laughed:

"Yang Ji, you are desperate enough! You are already at this point, you are dying, and you still dare to walk around me in front of me. Do you think you can stop it with your blood, it's useless! I want to see how you die!"

"Wang Badan, scare me!"

Behind him, the three village masters and others also breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but scold fiercely. This bastard's face is gray, he looks like a dead man, and he is still playing tricks.

"It's so poisoned, it's really cheap for you. ”

"Shenzong, you can't take that divine function away, give him a breath. I don't feel sick without that. ”

"I was made by him yesterday, boy, you have today!"

......

The three of them didn't dare to approach the Guardian God Sect, the poison was also useful to them. However, it is still okay to stand in the distance and scold Yang Ji before he dies.

"Old Five, look at how scared you are? Like words? The Divine Sect has already eliminated him, are you still worried about that three chances?"

The master of the three villages pointed to the master of the five villages, and he hated that iron could not become a steel road.

The master of the five villages didn't squeak this time. He found that what the master of Sanzhai said was right. I'm afraid I'm really worried. This kid is nowhere near as powerful as he thinks.

"Shenzong, don't be careless! Maybe it's trying to find a way to detoxify. - Kill him, don't give him time. ”

The lord of Liuzhai said in a deep voice.

At this time, he was the only one who remained calm.

More than anyone else, he is able to maintain understanding and quickly figure out the most suitable strategies and methods. On the opposite side is a martial sect, such a person is too threatening. There are too many variables.

The master of the six villages felt that it was better to kill such an opponent.

"Hey, you're overthinking. ”

Wei Shenzong smiled conceitedly and said disapprerovitically: "This poison of mine is highly poisonous in the flesh, not any other poison. It's useless to find any antidote, there's no solution at all. If I could solve it lightly, my former opponent wouldn't have solved it earlier. It's not that easy. ”

The Lord of the Six Villages didn't know that the poison of the Poisonous Ancient Tree King was actually getting worse the longer the time, and time was actually on his side.

However, the Weishen Sect is not a person who does not listen to advice. Even if the Lord of the Six Villages said so, the Weishen Sect was not ready to refuse.

"Even if you are so uneasy. Then I'll kill him. ”

Wei Shenzong said with an evil smile, and the corners of his mouth showed that cruel smile again.

Da!

The Guardian God Sect walked slowly with heavy footsteps, and the huge poisonous Ancient Tree King behind him followed, and the fog around him surged. The sound of footsteps is particularly crisp in such an early morning.

Behind him, the three masters, the five masters, and the six masters stared at Yang Ji and slowly approached.

"I've told you so much, why don't you understand?"

Yang Ji shook his head. Sigh:

"Your poison won't work against me!"

"Humph!"

Wei Shenzong snorted coldly, not believing it at all.

Yang Ji didn't say much. looked at Wei Shenzong, and just said three words:

"Little Sacred Words!"

In an instant, the earth shook, and the next moment, in the shocked eyes of everyone, a mighty milky white pillar of holy light suddenly fell from the sky. It suddenly fell on Yang Ji.

The highly toxic blood qi that had already invaded the heart and lungs was not only expelled completely, but even the blood qi that Yang Ji had lost was restored at this moment.

"If you want to use poison skills against me, Weishen Sect, you think too simply!"

Exhausted. Yang Ji raised his head violently, his long hair swayed on his forehead, and his eyes were as dazzling as the sun in the pillar of holy light.

Everyone was stunned!

Wei Shenzong's face changed drastically, and he couldn't believe his eyes, "How is it possible?"

This guy in front of him can not only restrain his god-killing needle, but even his poisonous ancient tree king's blood. This has never happened before.

Soon, though, he reacted.

Yang Ji is not afraid of his highly poisonous blood. If he was really not afraid, he wouldn't have been poisoned at all just now. What was really strange was just the strange pillar of light he had summoned.

"You're looking for death!"

Wei Shenzong's face changed, he didn't want to think about it, he suddenly pounced, and the mighty gray poisonous blood turned into a thick mist and roared out, and he was about to repeat his old trick and poison Yang Ji again.

"Rolling!"

There was a steely sound in the void, and even if he abandoned the poisonous blood, the Guardian God Sect was still a top master, and he still had a powerful threat.

However, this time, facing the threat of the Guardian God Sect. Yang Ji didn't even retreat.

"Hmph!" Yang Ji snorted coldly, and condensed the soul spear without thinking about it. I saw that in the palm of Yang Jixu's outstretched right hand, a huge spear of three feet was swallowing, and the spear was composed of shadows, rolling and swinging, as if it did not look like a creation in the world.

"Soul Spear, go!"

Yang Ji sneered and threw out the soul spear in his hand without hesitation. The most powerful part of the Guardian God Sect is his poisonous Ancient Tree King, but his greatest weakness is also here.

It was fine if the Weishen Sect didn't summon the Poisonous Ancient Tree King, but if he summoned it, it was precisely his biggest weakness that was open to Yang Ji.

Yang Ji happened to have a soul spear that was the most restrained from this kind of external incarnation.

"Boom!"

Seeing the light flashing in front of him, Wei Shenzong's face changed, and he didn't think about it, he put his hands together, and the majestic poisonous blood qi surged. The soul spear was quickly contaminated with poisonous blood, turning into the same color as the gray mist.

However, Wei Shenzong still underestimated Yang Ji's "Soul Spear"!

If the Wei Shen Sect had investigated Yang Ji. Or if there is any little understanding, you will know that Yang Ji's soul spear is not pure blood at all.

The best way to deal with it is not to destroy it, but to put away your own external incarnation.

In front of Yang Ji, any way to summon an incarnation outside the body is to kill himself!

"Not good!"

With a flash of light, the spear of the soul galloped by. Wei Shenzong was shocked in his heart, only to realize that the target of Yang Ji's soul spear was not himself at all. However, it was too late.

"Boom!"

There was an earth-shattering bang. Yang Ji's soul spear instantly pierced through the heavy space, and a single shot slammed into the huge poisonous ancient tree king in the center of the gray mist.

The three-zhang long spear was slashed in from one side of the tree, and the other side was pierced.

"Ahh

Wei Shenzong's whole body trembled, clasped his hands, and suddenly let out a terrible long howl. Behind him, the huge poisonous Ancient Tree King roared, split apart, and exploded violently.

Any out-of-body incarnation is connected to the soul, just this blow. The Weishen Sect lost a piece of soul fragment, and the whole person was hit hard.

What's even worse is that without the poisonous Ancient Tree King, the strong, rotten mist around the Weishen Sect suddenly dissipated.

"Good chance!"

Yang Ji sneered, and a sharp cold glint flashed in his eyes. With a flash of light, Yang Ji flew out and disappeared in an instant.

"Be careful!"

The three masters, the five masters, and the six villagers were shocked. There was an almost instinctive sense of danger. The Weishen Sect was the disciple of the Old Ancestor, and it was also their greatest reliance on the fight against Yang Ji.

If something happens to the Weishen Sect. Not only could the ancestor pass the pass, but even Yang Ji in front of him was not something they could deal with.

"Boom!"

The three of them didn't think about it, and the rolling blood qi turned into a wild dragon, roaring out from their bodies, blocking in front of the Weishen Sect. And almost at the same time. With a flash of light, Yang Ji instantly appeared in front of the Weishen Sect.

"Wrath of the Overlord!"

A huge tyrant, the dragon's head and turtle body, lifelike, suddenly turned into a streamer. It slammed into the four of them.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang, and the group of four people seemed to have been hit by a meteorite, and even the mountains under their feet trembled. Yang Ji's punch contains the technique of soul vortex, and it is the most capable of dealing with this kind of soul injured opponent.

First, use the soul spear to break through the opponent's incarnate outer body, tear out a soul gap, and then tear the opponent's soul with the soul vortex, constantly widening the wound.

This is already Yang Ji's standard tactic.

As long as one trick is not careful, and Yang Ji succeeds, he will fall into a steady stream of disadvantages in the future, and he will always be controlled by others, and he will never be able to compete in front of Yang Ji.

The four of them screamed miserably, spitting blood from their mouths, and flew out upside down like broken kites.

"Go, go, go, go......"

Wei Shenzong shouted loudly, his voice was panicked, and his originally young and handsome face was crawling with cold sweat at this time, and beads of sweat were rolling on his forehead, falling down like a jade.

It has been a long time since the martial arts examination. Yang Ji's Soul Spear and Soul Vortex have improved a lot compared to before.

Therefore, the trauma suffered by the Weishen Sect at this time was far worse than imagined.

His face twitched, his muscles fluttered, and his eyes were full of pain. Weishenzong is by no means a person who can't endure pain, on the contrary, under the ancestor sect, the first hurdle to pass is to endure pain.

But the pain of the soul has gone far beyond the scope of pain, and even the Weishen Sect can't afford it.

"Huh!"

At the moment of landing, Weishenzong bounced violently and turned into a bloody light, sucking the three masters, five villagers, and six villagers in an instant, and then flew away and fled.

Fear, fear, bewilderment......

Wei Shen Sect can't afford to fight with Yang Ji at all now!

There was actually someone who could break his own poisonous ancient tree king divine skill, and there was actually someone who ...... How is this possible? How can it be! The confidence of the Guardian God Sect is about to collapse.

If before today, anyone dared to say that to him. He absolutely scoffed, but now, it really happened.

His strongest strength was actually broken by someone.

At this moment, the Weishen Sect was panicked like a lost dog. (To be continued......)