Chapter 18: The Poison King
"It's not a way for us to continue to fight each other like this. ”
"The Poison King may come over at any time, no matter how high your martial arts are, you are not the opponent of the Poison King, it is better for us to stop for the time being, and after solving the Poison King, we will be superior again. Among the three, the tall and thin middle-aged man said in a deep voice, when mentioning the Poison King, the three of them obviously showed fear, and it was obvious that they all knew the existence of the Poison King.
The Poison King?
Zuo Meng glanced at the three of them and took away the long sword.
With his current strength, these three people are not enough to fear, if he really wants to sneak attack, he is sure to kill the three of them before they make a move, what really interests him is the poison king in the mouth of the thin and tall man, he noticed that there are beasts that have been poisoned when he came over before, and now it seems that there must be a master of poison in this forest. There is no taboo in the 'one in a million' of Tiger Village, and if you survive, you are the winner, and the same is true for poison.
"The Poison King is the number one master of the Southwest Tribe, his methods are ruthless, and the poisons used are all unique formulas, there is no medicine to treat, and those who are in it will die!"
"I didn't expect the Poison King to come over this time, if I had known, I would definitely not have participated in this competition. ”
The other two also spoke, and their words were full of fear of the poison king.
"Let's go first, someone else is coming. ”
Zuo Meng's internal strength was deep, and he sensed that someone was approaching in this direction again.
Several people quickly disappeared into the jungle and disappeared without a trace.
A moment later, a strange man with a large gourd on his back walked barefoot, a pale green mist surrounding him. The strange man walked up to the dwarf boy who had been killed by Zuo Meng earlier, crouched down and looked at the wound.
"Kill with a sword!"
The strange man's voice was hoarse and harsh, and after two glances, he stood up.
"A kendo master? But it's all the same. ”
At the moment when the poison king's hand left the corpse, bursts of white smoke rose from the corpse of the dwarf boy who was killed by Zuo Meng, but in the blink of an eye, it turned into a puddle of pus, and there was no trace.
"There aren't many people alive on this island. ”
After the strange man turned into a corpse, his nose sniffed twice in the air, and he chased in the direction of Zuo Meng and the four of them fleeing.
After Zuo Meng and his entourage passed through the jungle, they saw a beast corpse again, this time there were more dead, there were more than five hundred, all kinds of fierce beasts, and there were some human corpses mixed in it, and the dead corpses pounced on the ground, and the rich poisonous gas permeated the corpses, and they were poisoned at a glance.
"All poisoned!"
"There shouldn't be many people still alive now, this is the fifth batch I've seen, counting the number, the Poison King should have poisoned nearly eight thousand fierce beasts, and the people who came in were almost dead. "Tall, thin and dignified.
One in a million!
It means that all the people here are enemies, and in the end, only one person can get out alive. The four of them are now temporarily grouping together just to deal with the more terrifying enemy of the Poison King, and once the Poison King dies, they still have to separate life and death.
"Is the poison in this world so terrifying?"
Zuo Meng's attention was on the poisoned beast, this kind of large-scale poisonous attack was almost like a fantasy world.
Zuo Meng felt that the strength of this world was not low when he stole the last powder in Heifeng Zhai before, and he had never seen a real high-level move when he was in the Liuhe Sect before, so he could only infer it based on the strength of his disciples, and now that kind of inference is too one-sided. Cognition is something that changes with increasing knowledge. Just like when he was in Liuhe City, Zuo Meng stole the old man in Tsing Yi who stole the last powder in Heifeng Zhai, and he casually played a sense of dominance with a palm of his hand, and the master of that level was only first-class in this world, so it was inferred how terrifying the peak would be.
"Thirty-five years of internal strength is not enough to resist, if you face it head-on, you may die.... But it's not completely impossible. ”
In Zuo Meng's vision, the law chains resurfaced.
"Return the ten-year internal force. ”
Thirty-five years of internal force quickly dissipated between Zuo Meng's thoughts, and a ball of energy resurfaced between his index fingers. This is Zuo Meng's attempt when he was bored before, he found that his internal force can return energy, which is like a game washing point, there will be some loss, but it is still within the acceptable range. The current Zuo Meng has washed away ten years of internal force and returned eight years of energy.
"Modify the body's resistance, if it is poisonous, it should be enough to modify this part. "The law chains in Zuo Meng's vision are magnified to the limit.
There is a humanoid pattern, and around the person, there are also subtle chains, which are bound by the laws of the human being in this world, such as the inner birth, old age, sickness, death, and the external influence of a series of factors such as metal, wood, water, fire, earth, etc., the laws are omnipresent and meticulous, and only the Creator can understand these things. If someone can cut these chains, it is to break out of the shackles of the laws of the world, and in ancient times, such people were called the great power of jumping out of the Three Realms and not in the Five Elements, or immortals.
"If it's the same as the dream world, it should be this one. ”
Zuo Meng's fingers flicked on an extremely thin law chain, and the energy on his fingertips was instantly consumed, and at the same time, a mysterious power flowed through his body.
Poison Resistance!
Senior!
At this moment, a sense of crisis hit his heart, Zuo Meng slapped on the ground, and the whole person stood out of thin air with his strength, and the three people behind him were not slow, almost at the same time, with various means, they avoided the original position out of thin air. At the moment when they left, a green dart appeared where the four of them were standing, and this dart was stuck in the ground, making a 'boom' sound, and even the ground turned black.
"Finally caught you mice, kill you, and I should be the winner. ”
A strange man with a green gourd on his back stepped out of the shadows.
"Poison King!"
The thin and tall man's face changed drastically the moment he saw the poison king, and the other two were even more decisive, without saying a word of greeting, and went directly into the black forest. It's just that the Poison King didn't think of this, not long after the two fled into the black forest, there were two screams, and then there was no sound.
"Don't try to escape, I've laid countless traps outside, and there are poisons I've refined everywhere. ”
The Poison King hoarsely glanced at the only two people left.
"You are yourselves......"
"Die!"
The tall and thin man suddenly burst out, and the whole person spun and rolled over, and as soon as the slender robe was unfolded, it was full of hidden weapons.
"Tempest!"
Thousands of steel needles scattered like a rain curtain, like a peacock opening the screen, indiscriminate attacks, not only the Poison King, but even Zuo Meng, who was standing behind, was also his target. There were no allies in the group, and only one of them would survive in the end, which was a rule that was set from the beginning.