"Although the spirit dissolving poison is strong, it also has weaknesses, even your own body will not dare to touch this poison!

Mu Qing's sinister smile came from Mo Bi Weng's ears.

At this moment, the bones of Mo Biweng's whole body were creaked by Mu Qing's hoop, especially around his neck, as if he was wearing a thick steel hoop, and he couldn't breathe at all. Coupled with the scorching of the fire spirit fire, the tide of battle was turned in an instant!

Mo Bi Weng really didn't expect Mu Qing to have the trick of void teleportation, and he didn't expect Mu Qing to hug himself like a reckless man fighting. One mistake put him in danger.

"Boy, you know that I am cultivating poison skills, but you still dare to touch my body?"

The ink pen man gritted his teeth and shouted.

How could Mu Qing not think of this, the moment he hugged the other party, he felt a hot stinging pain coming from his arms, legs, and chest, and the stinging pain was accompanied by numbness and itching.

Mu Qing knew that in the blink of an eye, he was afraid that he would be hit by no less than ten different poisons. These poisons are so poisonous that even their own spiritual robes can't be isolated. If it weren't for the fact that he was in the Blood Demon Transformation now, I was afraid that one breath would be poisoned and he would lose consciousness, and even his body would completely rot!

However, at this moment of death, Mu Qing will not let go.

He made a plan, as long as he killed the ink pen Weng, the poison in his body, Yan Tianxin should be able to solve it, and there was also the spirit beast beside her, the ghost doll fish!

"Little devil! Want to strangle the old man with the strength of his body? Ridiculous! Look at the old man turning you into a pool of blood first!"

Mo Penong was completely unable to breathe, and he barely spit out this sentence.

As these words came out, the mana of the ink pen Weng urged wildly, and the poison in his body surged, surging towards Mu Qing like poisonous snakes, insects and ants. At the same time, his brush let go of the Tomb Dragon Sword, turned it upside down, and the blade of the pen flung like dust, wrapped around Mu Qing's neck, and pulled backwards.

For a while, the two formed a life-fighting situation in which you pinch me, I pinch you, and see who strangles who first kills.

Ink pen Weng has been refining his body with poison all year round, and he has used poison to refine his body, and his body is not strong, Mu Qing's arms have exerted force several times, but he can't twist his neck. Mu Qing's body is stronger than that of the ink pen Weng, although the neck is locked, and it is also suffocated for a while, but the situation is much better than the ink pen Weng.

At this moment, the biggest threat to Mu Qing is still those poisons. Mu Qing knew that the longer this situation dragged on, the more unfavorable it would be to herself. In a hurry, Mu Qing opened his mouth, revealing a mouth full of Senhan fangs, and bit down on the neck of the ink pen, and the blood suddenly splattered......

The blood of the ink pen is no better than that of ordinary people, and it is not much more poisonous than that of piercing the intestines.

At the entrance of poisonous blood, Mu Qing suddenly felt a fishy and spicy breath rushing straight to his mind, and with a "buzz" in his mind, he almost fainted, and hurriedly contracted his tongue to prevent the poisonous blood from entering his throat.

The Mobi Weng is not much better, the longest fangs after Mu Qing's demon transformation are two inches, and the bones are almost visible after piercing the flesh, and one of the heads of the Mobi Weng is torn off alive.

At this time, the ink pen Weng was really a little panicked. He never thought that the fighting method between the monks of the Spirit God Stage could be fought like this, it was like a ruffian brawl and a hooligan fight, how could this still bring a bite in the mouth!

In a hurry, the ink pen had no choice but to urge the last hand to save his life and kill the enemy!

I saw that his magic trick was secretly urged, and a flash of inspiration flashed on his forehead, and a black villain appeared, holding a storage ring in his hand, which was his Yuan Shen body.

The monks have cultivated to the late stage of the spirit god, and the original spirit has become more condensed and stable, although it is still not possible to be exposed to the wind of heaven and earth for a long time, but it is possible to leave the body for a short time. In addition, there are monks who will deliberately release the Yuan Shen on a regular basis to receive the baptism of the Heaven and Earth Gangfeng to hone the Yuan Shen and enhance the adaptability of the Yuan Shen.

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The primordial spirit came out of his body, turned into a black light and flew upward, and instantly came out of the ink dragon's body. Turning over and looking back from a dozen feet away, he picked up a magic trick in his hand, and shouted furiously, "Little devil, you give me death!

In a fit of rage, he had completely put behind the plan of "do it slowly and wait for the five spirits to take the bait", and when this blow was issued, he would take Mu Qing's life.

The self-detonation of the golden cicada's body after the golden cicada came out of its shell was not unprepared, in fact, this move was the biggest killer weapon for him to fight back when facing a life-and-death crisis.

Under the tempering of perennial poisons and poisonous skills, his physical body is not only extremely strong, but also impregnated with countless poisons. Therefore, the ink pen Weng used a secret method to refine his body into a poisonous thunder, just to deal with today's crisis.

Mu Qing was not surprised at all by the separation of the Yuan Shen of the ink pen Weng, and made all the preparations in the early stage, and was a little confused, waiting for the moment when the Yuan Shen of the ink pen Weng left the body.

I saw that the corners of Mu Qing's mouth, who had turned into a demon fox, were slightly raised, his eyes flashed, and when he opened his mouth, a bloody light shot out, which was the water attribute magic weapon that had been brewing in his body for a long time-the Dragon Blood Sword!

If it is pure penetration, this dragon sword is not as good as the Zhuxian sword, Mu Qing is not sure that he can kill the enemy with one hit, but in terms of speed, among Mu Qing's several natal magic weapons, this dragon sword should be the most!

Between the lightning and flint, a blood light flashed!

The chest of the body of the Yuan Shen of the ink pen was pierced with a hole that was transparent from front to back, this hole was only the thickness of a finger, but compared to the Yuan Shen, it was already pierced through the entire chest and upper abdomen!

At the same time, the body of the ink pen exploded......

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Under normal circumstances, the power of a monk's self-detonation body is much smaller than that of self-detonation spirit yuan and primordial spirit. The power of the Spirit Crystal Stage Monk's self-detonation body is almost negligible, so when faced with a life-and-death crisis, the Spirit Crystal Stage Monk often chooses to self-detonate the Spirit Crystal and die with the enemy. When the Lingyuan and Lingshen Stage monks have no choice but to flee for their lives, they will choose to give up their physical bodies and flee the Lingyuan or Yuanshen out of their bodies.

But Mo Biweng's situation is different, his body has long been refined into a "poisonous thunder" by him!

A loud bang came out, resounding through the sky!

The clouds changed color, the earth trembled, and a huge burst of power shot into the sky, knocking the sky out of a huge black hole, and spreading it out again......

The huge impact force swept away, and Lao Yu, Yun'er, Xiaoyu, as well as Yan Wei and Yan Tianxin, who were fighting with the White Lotus Fairy, were swept away by this impact, and their bodies were suddenly uncontrollable, like remnants of leaves in the wind......

Yan Wei and Yan Tianxin only exclaimed "brother" and "Brother Qing" in surprise, and they were swept up by a wave of black qi, thanks to Yan Tianxin's quick enough reaction, urging the Nine Bone Soul Snatcher Umbrella to condense a barrier around himself and Yan Wei to isolate the poisonous gas......

Even the White Lotus Fairy was frightened, and while her body retreated backwards, she turned into layers of lotus petals, wrapping herself in layer after layer......

Chongxia Daoist was far away from the ink dragon, and one moment ago he was still thinking about how to control the seventy-two Zhuxian swords, and the next moment, when the loud noise came, he fled like a rabbit into the distance, and with a shake of his hand, he threw out seven or eight defensive magic weapons to block behind him......

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A huge black mushroom cloud slowly formed, gradually growing larger, enveloping a radius of thousands of feet......

The power of the shock reached Sumeru Peak, and the entire Sumeru Peak trembled......

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In the belly of Sumeru Peak, Xiao Bacai pinched a magic trick with both hands, and a majestic aura permeated out, and the Fayan Sect at the foot of Sumeru Peak and Sumeru Peak was suddenly shrouded in a layer of earthy yellow spiritual light, and the tremor gradually subsided......

Hongbo sighed and said sullenly: "Ink Pen Daoist is too impulsive! I almost broke up my Sumeru Trapped Immortal Array!"

Xiao Bacai smiled bitterly and said, "This little devil named Mu Qing is really extraordinary, and he actually caused two Taoist friends of Agni Fire and Ink Pen to lose their bodies one after another!"

"He's not dead yet, is he?" Kobo asked. He was now urging his mana to stabilize the Sumeru Trapped Immortal Array, and he didn't see the situation outside as clearly as Xiao Bacai.

Xiao Bacai nodded and said, "It's not dead, but it's almost there!"

"Huh?"

Xiao Bacai suddenly let out a light doubt.

Hongfa hurriedly said: "How? Could it be that the ink pen Taoist friend ......?"

Xiao Bacai raised his hand to stop the propagation of the Dharma, his brows frowned slightly, and his eyes shone with essence......

After a while, he said: "Don't worry, the original spirit of the ink pen Daoyou is damaged, but there is no need to worry about your life." ”

He smiled again and said, "I really let the master say it accurately, there are many people here, it seems that they are monks of the Star Moon League......"

"Are the five spirits here?" Kobo asked.

Xiao Bacai shook his head slowly.

Hongfa said in a deep voice: "These five spirits ...... It's really calm!"