Chapter 90: The Poisonous Ancient Tree King
"Hmph. ”
Yang Ji swept the reactions of the four into his eyes and sneered in his heart. He knew what the four of them were thinking, but Yang Ji didn't plan to tell them Xiao Ji's secret.
With a sweep of his gaze, Yang Ji's eyes quickly reached the body of the Wuzhai master:
"If I were you, I would have listened to him. - Lord Wuzhai, this is the second time!"
Airplanes!
Hearing Yang Ji's words, the Wuzhai master's face turned pale, his ears roared, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back. Needless to say, Yang Ji had already written his intentions on his face.
"Stinky boy, why don't you bluff here!"
The three village lords blushed and shouted angrily. The three of them all felt the change in the master of Wuzhai, and although they were jealous of Yang Ji, they were more angry.
"Hey, yes? I only said give him three chances. I didn't say I would give you three chances. ”
Yang Ji's eyes glanced at him, fell on the master of Sanzhai, and said coldly.
"You!—"
The subject of Sanzhai choked, and suddenly shook his sleeves fiercely, his face was hideous:
"Don't be too complacent. If you offend our green forest lineage, you won't end well. When the Ancestor comes, it will be useless for you to kneel on the ground and beg for mercy! When the time comes, I will be happy to watch you wail to death!"
"But your Red Eyebrow Ancestor hasn't arrived yet, and this is not Red Eyebrow Mountain, is it?"
Yang Ji walked slowly, looked at the master of Sanzhai, and said quietly.
His voice was neither high nor low, nor did he have any intimidation or threat, but the master of Sanzhai suddenly felt cold, and at this moment he suddenly understood Yang Ji's plan.
This kid didn't plan to let them return to Chimei Mountain at all, he wanted to kill them all on the way!
- The master of Wuzhai is not wrong, this kid is not joking. He really wanted to kill them, and the cat-and-mouse way of playing!
A great fear rises from the heart of this moment. He suddenly felt the feeling in the heart of the master of Wuzhai.
"Hey!
Wei Shen Sect suddenly interjected. He stood on the top of the mountain, lowered his head, and looked down at Yang Ji below, his eyes were full of excitement, and his blood was burning:
"You're chasing here, aren't you going to beat me with such childish words?"
There are too many scruples to fight in the imperial court's castles. Especially in the case of identity exposure.
This guy in front of him is indeed powerful, and he is the most formidable opponent he has ever faced. Martial arts, combat skills, tracking skills...... , never a guy has ever been so powerful.
However, unlike the confusion and fear of the three village masters, the five village masters, and the six village masters, Wei Shenzong's eyes were only full of excitement!
In fact, if it weren't for the three village masters, the five village masters, and the six village masters, they would have been able to fight more actively.
Fight! Fight! Fight!
There were too many fights last night, and this guy named Yang Ji came just in time. Now that I'm out of the city, I don't have to worry about the identity of the green forest, and I don't have to worry about the encirclement and suppression of the masters from the imperial court.
Right now. He can finally have a good fight with this guy and use his fists and kicks to his heart's content.
At the bottom of the hillside, Yang Ji took a deep look at Wei Shenzong.
He could clearly see the excitement in his eyes for the battle, this high-ranking disciple of the Red Eyebrow Ancestor, if he didn't take into account his identity as a green forest, as well as his perverted poisonous needles, was actually a very pure martial artist.
In a certain way, this is very similar to his own attachment to martial arts. And often only people who are extremely persistent in martial arts. in order to achieve extremely high achievements.
"I actually just want to tell you, are you ready to hit the road a second time?"
Yang Ji looked at Wei Shenzong. He smiled slightly, smiling confidently and calmly.
Wei Shenzong's eyes narrowed, and his expression slowly became cold. Yang Ji's words clearly reflect the "three opportunities" mentioned by the master of Wuzhai.
"Then it's up to you to see if you have the ability!"
Wei Shenzong said coldly, before the words fell, his body squatted slightly, and suddenly flew out. Right in this moment. Wei Shenzong made a move.
"Boom!"
The void shook, and the Weishen Sect jumped in the air, one arm stretched high above his head, clenched into an iron fist, like a god. Just above his head. Suddenly, a huge red sun appeared.
"It's ......"
Yang Ji's eyes narrowed, looking at the red sun in the sky. Before he could react, he heard a loud bang in his ears. This huge round of the sun suddenly exploded.
No, where is this sun, it is simply a poisonous needle iron ball gathered by countless god-killing needles as thin as a cow's hair. The iron ball exploded, and in an instant, dense poisonous needles sprayed down from the sky like a rain of flowers, all shooting towards Yang Ji.
"It's another poison needle!"
Yang Ji's pupils shrank, he had seen that this kind of poisonous needle was powerful, these things had the effect of breaking the gang, and they could fly against the blood qi.
If any martial artist has the slightest carelessness, even if his cultivation is even more powerful than that of the Weishen Sect, he will be put down by him.
"Bell!"
As soon as the void sounded, with a bang, a circle of intense blood-red broke out of the body, and Yang Ji sacrificed his blood and golden body almost instantly, and the dense sound was endless.
Yang Ji's blood qi golden body was almost instantly torn apart.
However, this is not the real attack of the Guardian God Sect at all.
Yang Ji's blood qi golden body was too restrained by his god-killing needle, and it was almost incomprehensible. The Weishen Sect didn't expect to rely on a round of poisonous needles to solve Yang Ji at all.
The biggest purpose of the God Killing Needle was just to suppress Yang Ji, consume his blood and qi, and create an advantage for himself. The real attack of the Guardian God Sect was not this at all.
"Boom!"
At the moment when Yang Ji sacrificed his blood and golden body, the void shook, and in an instant, a gray mist rolled and waved, surging and majestic, followed closely behind the God Killing Needle, instantly enveloping a distance of more than twenty zhang in a radius, enveloping Yang Ji in it.
The god-killing needle was in front, the gray mist was behind, and the Weishen Sect was in action step by step, and Yang Ji fell into the middle in an instant!
"Poisonous!"
Yang Ji looked startled, almost instinctively sensing danger. This is not an ordinary poisonous mist at all, but a fusion of poisonous gas and blood gas.
In just such a moment, Yang Ji had already seen that his blood qi was golden, and the outermost layer had been dyed with a layer of gray, and the gray mist was expanding from the outer pole to his body at an astonishing speed.
"Bang!"
Yang Ji looked startled. With a slam of his feet, his body was like lightning, cutting through the poisonous mist and quickly retreating out.
"Hahaha......"
A burst of laughter rang out, and unexpectedly, the Weishen Sect did not chase after him:
"Yang Ji. You're dead. Your blood qi has been infected with my poisonous ancient tree king's poison, even if you have blood qi to protect your body, my poison skill is specifically aimed at the blood qi of a martial artist, you are doomed to die!"
Where Yang Ji was originally standing, the gray poisonous mist separated, and Wei Shenzong stood in the center, looking at Yang Ji as if he were looking at a dead man.
Behind him, in the gray mist, the branches of a huge old tree stretched. The bark of old trees is mottled. There are no leaves, and it has a rotten smell.
At the root of the old tree, the gray mist surges, condensing the image of a rotting swamp.
In the ancient flood era, the land was densely packed with ancient towering giant trees, but this world was the world of the beasts of the flood wilderness.
The demon ape that can pick up the mountain on his shoulders, and the Liluan who rules the sky. Gluttonous ...... , countless fierce beasts spread all over the land.
Trees are nothing more than dead things that are destroyed at will.
But everything has an odd number. In the depths of the ancient desolate forest, there is an ancient big tree, they do not grow branches and leaves, they can be thousands of feet high, and they are the king of ten thousand trees.
The smell they emit, take a puff. Even a mountain-like beast hundreds of miles away can be poisoned.
No beast dared to approach such an ancient tree.
This is the Poisonous Ancient Tree King, the legendary ancient tree of the Flood Era!
The powerhouses in the past era used this legendary ancient tree of the flood era as a blueprint to create this "highly poisonous ancient tree king divine skill".
The Guardian God Sect cultivated this highly poisonous ancient tree king's peerless learning.
The main reason why he likes to create zào and make secret weapons by himself is because of this highly poisonous ancient tree king. It's a pity that this mastery has disappeared too much in the past.
The real poisonous ancient tree king's divine skill can even be poisoned by a martial saint. This mastery of the Guardian God Sect can only have an effect on the martial artists below the Martial Saint.
Moreover, because of the incomplete cultivation, the highly poisonous Ancient Tree King who also guided the cultivation of the Guardian God Sect had a huge flaw, that is, he had to summon the incarnation of the Ancient Tree King before he could use the blood qi of the Poisonous Ancient Tree King.
Under normal circumstances, it is not possible to produce highly toxic blood gas at all.
This is also why the Guardian God Sect needs to make and prepare so many god-killing needles for backup, and it can't exert highly poisonous blood qi in the Wanguan Building.
However, even with all these shortcomings, this is still an extremely powerful science.
Yang Ji has been hit by his highly poisonous blood, and now he will definitely die.
"Hahaha, if you stay in the Zhou Mansion, I don't dare to use this magic skill indiscriminately, and I really can't help you. But you actually chased after yourself, you really want to die and can't stop it!"
Wei Shenzong laughed, he walked step by step from the gray mist, the billowing poisonous mist like his best vassal. The corners of his mouth turned up, revealing a bitter cruelty and unspeakable excitement.
As a person in the green forest, the fighting concept that Weishenzong has received since he was a child is completely different from that of others. Others may like the exhilarating feeling of punching to the flesh and being tough on the front.
But Weishenzong is different, he has accepted the concept since he was a child, the enemy is the enemy, the opponent is the opponent, and only the fallen enemy and opponent are good enemies and opponents.
Under this premise, neither the means nor the process of a qiē are important. Only the result is what matters.
As long as the hero is standing, he is the real hero!
- It's a pity that this guy on the other side doesn't understand!
In order to show respect and recognition for your strength, I will dig the biggest pit for you and bury you in it with your own hands. - You can rest in peace!"
Wei Shenzong waved his hand and said with a smile.
He fought for the first time with a man, and he never used poisonous blood. The taste revealed in the blood is also dignified. As long as it is the last time, he will suddenly make a move and sacrifice the highly poisonous blood.
The poisonous needle opens the way, and the highly poisonous blood is fatal with one blow!
This blow is invincible, and when it encounters those powerful and uncontrollable enemies, almost all of them are killed by this move. And now there's finally one more!
Yang Ji looked at Wei Shenzong, and his every word was in his ears.
"Weishen Sect, are you sure?"
Yang Ji looked at Wei Shenzong with a strange look in his eyes. (To be continued......)