When Zishu heard this, the corners of his lips hooked slightly: "There is nothing impossible, your supernatural powers have not been broken, but you have not encountered supernatural powers that are compatible with it."

Unfortunately, I have a supernatural ability that just restrains this fluttering supernatural power of yours. ”

In all fairness, this supernatural power is indeed a bit difficult, if she doesn't comprehend the law of death, it will take some time to crack this supernatural power.

In that case, she will definitely lose a lot of vitality, and she will definitely lose her vitality.

In the follow-up battle, it is difficult to win.

Of course, this is because Zishu has not comprehended the magic power of the law.

But now, Zishu has comprehended the law of death, and it can only be said that Yunmeng Feifu is unlucky.

Yun Meng Feixu thought that if she lost, she would lose the Ten Thousand Poison Ding, and looked at Zishu's gaze, all with killing intent.

As soon as her heart moved, the ten thousand poisonous tripods in her hands flew up, and the poisonous insect patterns on the tripod lit up one after another.

The poisonous insects in a radius of thousands of miles all smelled a very fragrant smell, and crawled towards this side in a daze.

Zishu's ears moved, and when he looked up, he saw countless poisonous insects, flying quickly towards this side.

Yun Mengfei pinched a trick and punched it, raised his hand to Zishu on the opposite side, and ordered: "Go"

As if they had been controlled, these poisonous insects flew towards Zishu one after another.

Zishu's eyes narrowed, and countless sword lights appeared out of thin air, and these poisonous insects were strangled before they could get close to her.

What is the lethality of a poisonous insect that is not even a primary fierce beast?

As soon as Zishu thought like this, he saw Yun Mengfei's hands turn black on the opposite side, and raised his hand to slap her.

Black palm prints flew across the air.

Different from Zishu's thousand phantom palms, there are ten million phantoms.

This palm print is large, very black, and very poisonous.

However, the palm is not complete.

The palms of Zishu's hands also turned black instantly, and he raised his hand and quickly slapped a few palms.

Bang bang bang

The Thousand Phantom Palms are constantly patting on this big palm print.

The palm print collapsed, and a puff of poisonous smoke floated out of the palm print, and flew towards Zishu along the palm wind.

This is also the special feature of the flying palm print, even if the palm print is broken, the poisonous gas can still poison the opponent.

This is a new way of thinking.

Seeing this, Zishu nodded secretly in her heart, and saw if she could fuse into her Thousand Illusion Palm in the future.

Yun Mengfei on the opposite side slapped out with a palm, and after seeing that he was scattered by Zishu, the corners of his mouth hooked up with a sneer.

The hands are non-stop, and they are still slapping their poisonous palms.

After a while, the top of the mountain was shrouded in a black poisonous mist.

The sound of countless rustling and poisonous insects crawling came.

The people watching the battle around him, their divine senses came over, and they couldn't see the situation in the poisonous mist, but could only see countless poisonous insects entering the poisonous mist.

At first, you can still hear an intermittent thudding sound, and after a while, no sound can be heard in the fog.

"This Qingyan City Lord won't be poisoned, will he?"

In the hearts of everyone, they couldn't help but think like this.

In the poisonous mist, Zishu was not only not poisoned, but also had a happy smile on the corner of his mouth.

Countless poisonous mist drilled into her body, and after being refined, the poisonous pill in the dantian was slowly getting bigger.

Half an hour later, Yun Mengfei felt that Zishu must have been poisoned.

Just as she was about to take back the poisonous mist that had been released, she pinched a spell and played it.

The Ten Thousand Poison Ding on the ground lit up, and a suction force came, and the poisonous mist on the top of the mountain surged towards the Ten Thousand Poison Ding.

Strangely, the poisonous mist at the top of the mountain split into two streams.

After the black fog on the top of the mountain disappeared, Yunmeng Feixu looked up and saw Zishu standing on the opposite side intact.

"Why aren't you dead yet?"

Zishu sighed, spread his hands and said, "Naturally, your strength is not as good as mine, and you didn't poison me to death." What other means, hurry up, otherwise, your Ten Thousand Poison Ding, but it will be mine. ”

"I want to be poisonous, dreaming. ”

Yunmeng Feifu quickly pinched a trick and punched it, and the Ten Thousand Poison Ding flew up, countless runes emerged, and a black light shot out from the Ding.

Zishu was just about to hide, but found that his body seemed to be frozen.

Seeing that the black light was about to shoot on her body, a green light flew out of her dantian.

The soul flashed and turned into a black clover.

The black light shot down on the clover, and countless black runes emerged from the clover's blades.

The runes swam rapidly, quickly devouring the energy of these black lights.

In the blink of an eye, the black light disappeared, and the runes that emerged from the clover were a little clearer.

After Zishu's body moved, his feet moved, and countless figures flashed on the top of the mountain.

Yun Meng Feixu sensed danger and hurriedly dodged to the side.

Suddenly, there was a pain in her back, and a black palm print appeared on her back.

She looked up at Zishu who was standing next to Wan Poison Ding, spit out a mouthful of black blood, and asked with some puzzlement, "How come?"

"Nothing is impossible, you have supernatural powers, and I naturally have mine. No one's supernatural powers are invincible, it just depends on how to use them. ”

Another Zishu stepped out from behind her, walked over quickly, and merged into the body.

"You lose, this poison tripod is mine. ”

After Zishu finished speaking, his divine sense forcefully erased the mark on the Ten Thousand Poisons Ding.

Yun Mengfei, who was already injured, spit out another mouthful of black blood, and said angrily: "Don't go too far. ”

"Why am I going too far? I won against you, shouldn't I take away the Ten Thousand Poison Ding? Oh, by the way, there are still thirty foreign fruits, hurry up and take them out. ”

Zishu felt that this person's thinking was a little strange, you mentioned the gambling war, and now that I have won, shouldn't I take the loot?

Since you can't block it, don't gamble.

Unless, I didn't think about giving her this poison tripod in the first place.

"This Ten Thousand Poison Ding is our Yunmeng's treasure, do you think that after you take it, our Yunmeng will not go to you Qingyan. ”

Tianfeng Aoxue, who was in mid-air, frowned slightly, and looked at Yunmeng Feixu with displeasure in her eyes.

The other onlookers and the Tianjiao City Lord, hearing her words, secretly said in their hearts: It turned out that he wanted a white wolf with empty gloves, and if he won, he will take away the battle power, and if he loses, he will not admit it.

This person from the Yunmeng Poison Sect is really shameless as rumored.

When Zishu heard this, his complexion also changed a few times, and then he turned his head to look at Yunmeng Feixu and said, "Ten Thousand Poison Ding, let's not talk about it for the time being, thirty different fruits, you don't want to repay the debt, right?"

After she finished speaking, her gaze swept to the young masters around her.

When Yun Mengfei heard this, she thought she had compromised, so she breathed a sigh of relief, turned over and took out a jade box and threw it over.

Zishu raised his hand to catch it, and when he opened it, many of them were poisonous.

She flipped her hand into the space, raised her hand and made a move, and the Ten Thousand Poison Ding shrank and flew into her hand.

Seeing this, Yunmeng Feixu's face changed and said: "If you dare to take away the Ten Thousand Poison Ding, our Yunmeng tribe will not let you Qingyan go." ”

Zishu ignored her, held the Ten Thousand Poison Ding, and shouted loudly: "A strange fruit has been sold for the Ten Thousand Poison Ding, who wants it?"