Chapter 920: Battle Poison Demon

For Mu Wanshan's current vision, he didn't take it seriously at all, and only thought it was just a small problem.

He was not tall, he looked like a young man, but he had a very, very terrifying and very powerful aura, as if he was destined to be above all living beings.

Mu Wanshan had a sense of contempt in his eyes, looking down on the six cultivators, like a god descending into the world.

"The six of you, block my avenue, destroy my gods, and give me death!" Mu Wanshan just punched and knocked away the opponent's magic weapon, but he had hatred in his heart, and his killing intent was even more relevant.

The blue marrow and silver bones that have not been practiced to the fullest have experienced harm like this! The body of ten thousand poisons is not even more harmful, but the hatred is interrupted by these people, I have to let these six sluts die in order to eliminate the hatred in my heart!

"Poisonous Evil Mist" Mu Wanshan let out a strange roar, and a black mist instantly evaporated within a radius of 100 zhang.

The three thousand miles of the Great Dao call this similar method the cloud road, and also called the fog road, and most of them have strange and unpredictable functions.

Some can be hidden, and can affect the opponent's divine consciousness left and right, such as the Black Sky Xuanyun Technique of the Xuanyun Old Demon.

Others play a role in assisting defense, overcoming rigidity with softness, and using soft and weak clouds to undertake the bombardment and suppression of fierce magic weapons, such as large seal magic weapons, pagodas, or magic weapons that can conjure up mountains and boulders.

Mu Wanshan This is an upgraded version of the Poison Mist Technique, in addition to being invisible, this fog is also highly poisonous, although the toxicity is much thinner than his poisonous blood, but it is better to cover a wide area, and it is best to deal with a large number of opponents whose strength is not as good as his.

"Hurry! Sacrifice protective means, don't get the poisonous mist on your body!" Cao Laodao yelled and reminded.

Mu Mihe recalled the bone arrow, and couldn't help but gasp, how can such a powerful opponent fight? Old lady, I sold my body to find someone to destroy Yun Shifei's little slut, how could I fight with this poisonous demon?

She thought she was retreating.

The strength of the poisonous demon Mu Wanshan was still above everyone's expectations, Mu Qingping hurriedly released his spirit beast seventh-order fire-eyed fierce ape.

"Roar......

A giant ape pounced with ferocity!

"Don't be afraid of the enemy, the old man still has the strongest means not to be used, we are outnumbered, and it is not a problem to kill a Dragon and Tiger late stage monk!" Cao Laodao shouted again.

In the void, the six or seven zhang high fascination banner emitted a treasure light, with a fierce sound, sweeping out a strong wind, although there was a crack on the huge banner surface, but it had little impact.

The short-eyed monk flashed with battle intent in his eyes, although he had suffered a blow just now, it did not hit his belief hard, he believed that he would make greater breakthroughs and progress by fighting with the strong.

He held the spirit sword in his hand, urging the spiritual power, only to see that the sword body of the long sword was filled with cold light, and the sword body shook lightly and made a crisp sword sound.

He knew that using this magic weapon as a flying sword and urging the white flame magic power attached to the spell would not hurt the poisonous demon Mu Wanshan at all, so he changed his method and only took the sharpness of the sword.

Mu Qingping is also not to be outdone, the purple gold hammer can hammer the poisonous demon until the skin is cracked, and he also believes that with more force, he can hammer the opponent's brain paddle and flow.

In addition to the two female cultivators in the six cultivators, it is the man who looks mighty and bearded with the weakest strength, and Cao Laodao invited him to come because he has taken a fancy to the magic weapon that can bind the enemy, but now it seems that the effect is not good.

The fascination banner dispelled the poisonous mist, and Mu Wanshan directly regarded Cao Laodao as the first target.

Cao Laodao, who was urging the fascination flag, suddenly felt that he seemed to be being targeted by a fierce beast, and suddenly he knew that he was locked by the poisonous demon divine sense, Cao Laodao was alert in his heart, and he had already practiced until the late stage of the dragon and tiger after countless battles.

On the other side is a poisonous demon known for its ferocity, how dare Cao Laodao be careless, he opened his mouth and spewed out a white silver shield, and the small shield with dazzling white light increased several times in the blink of an eye, and just when he was able to excite, he saw a figure come to him.

Mu Wanshan punched out, the fist wind was like thunder, and after a loud bang, his fist with a terrifying huge force, hit the silver shield hard, and beat Cao Lao Dao back more than 20 zhang.

At the same time, the white light on the silver shield swayed, and Mu Wanshan's punched arm cracked again, revealing the silver bones, but he didn't know the pain at all.

His other hand blasted out again, and another heavy punch hit the silver shield, and a burst of power emanated from the shield to all sides, and the remaining strength flew out of the hundreds, shaking the mountain wall on one side and cracking the rocks.

Cao Laodao bore the brunt of the attack, and the huge pressure made him Zhenyuan confused, and there was a feeling of suffocation, but fortunately, after the opponent's violent two punches, the offensive changed.

Mu Wanshan's unrecognizable face sneered, and a white bone finger that had not yet recovered moved forward, and a poisonous smoke with a blue color rolled in.

Cao Laodao hurriedly turned the silver shield to prevent the silver shield from being stained with poisonous smoke.

And a tornado flew out of his other magic weapon, the Passion Flag, which instantly sucked all the poisonous smoke away, and there was no drop left.

The poisonous mist technique that the poisonous demon Mu Wanshan gave countless monks a headache was restrained to death by his fascination banner, even if Mu Wanshan almost practiced the blue pith and silver bone, which greatly enhanced the toxicity of the poisonous fog technique, and the poisonous mist still had no effect under the wind dragon rolled up by the fascination banner.

"Ah, ah, ah, hateful, my blue marrow and silver bones have not been cultivated to the fullest, and I can't output the strange poison in my bone marrow with my fist, otherwise I will only need a moment to corrode this broken shield to the point of no spirituality!"

Mu Wanshan's fierce flames were flourishing, his killing intent was soaring, and he urged Zhenyuan with all his strength, his blood and qi boiled, and his arms quickly recovered their muscles from their bones.

Cao Laodao responded with twelve points of spirit.

Mu Mihe was shocked after seeing the poison demon's round of attacks, and hurriedly approached Mu Qingping, she didn't think she had the ability to take the poison demon's two punches.

Those two punches look like ordinary two blows, no fancy movements, no weird changes, but the speed is extremely fast, the power is huge, except for Cao Laodao and Mu Qingping and the fire-eyed fierce ape can be hard connected, other people are really at risk of falling.

Jiang Qingyan also had the same thoughts as Mu Mihe.

Several people leaned together, Jiang Qingyan sacrificed jade beads, turning into a milky white light mask, and the bearded man also frantically injected spiritual power into the light mask.

The power of these two people was formed in an instant, and an invisible shield was formed.

"Don't panic, although his divine power is amazing, and his absolute strength has the upper hand, he also has weaknesses, and the interval between punches is too long, as long as we can withstand his attacks, there are many of us, and we will definitely win!" Mu Qingping shouted.

Sure enough, just watching Mu Wanshan flash and rise to the bottom, the falling movement is extremely fast, and every punch is also like thunder, rumbling, but after he makes the first two punches, he can't carry out the next round of crazy attacks like a storm.

"Lao Tzu tore up your extinguishing flag!" Mu Wanshan used poison and boxing in a staggered manner, but it didn't work. In a fit of rage, he leapt to his feet and reached out to grab the banner in the air.

Cao Laodao was not only not surprised, but breathed a sigh of relief, he sneered in his heart, fool, although you are fast, you are still a little short of catching up with the fascination banner controlled by my divine sense.

Sure enough, as he expected, when Mu Wanshan approached, a wind dragon first flew out of the misty spirit flag, which instantly entangled him, and then a wind-shaped spirit pattern appeared, and then it flashed, shrunk to only a few inches in size, and pierced hundreds of zhang with a flash.

Mu Wanshan pounced into the air, and was blocked by the wind binding technique, he raised his arm, shattering the wind dragon, and at this moment, the thin-eyed male cultivator's sword attacked, and the cold light of the long sword in his hand shone directly at Mu Wanshan's back.

Mu Wanshan turned his head suddenly, his angry eyes flashed with poisonous light, and he took the initiative to grab the spirit sword that was slashing towards him with one palm, and his movements were domineering and fierce.

The thin-eyed man also tried his best to urge Zhenyuan, and the long sword slashed at the small claws that greeted him with a clear and cold light that was about to erupt.

This heavy sword erupted into a powerful storm, shaking Mu Wanshan's newly recovered hand into flesh and blood, revealing the white bones again.

At this time, the fire-eyed giant ape let out a long roar, and also pounced in the air, the black hair of the giant ape stood up like a crown of angry hair, and the giant ape slammed down with a punch, and the giant fist as big as a grinding disc with a red light slammed down.

The thin-eyed man knew that the fire-eyed giant ape's punch was not hitting him, but he was also startled by the strong wind.

Mu Wanshan had to give up the idea of killing the thin-eyed man with one punch, and raised his fist to face the fire-eyed giant ape.

"Boom"

There was a loud earth-shattering sound, and the fire-eyed fierce ape was shaken back two feet, and Mu Wanshan on the other side was even more miserable, and was directly knocked away by the fire-eyed fierce ape and smashed into the mud.

The corner of Mu Mihe's eyes jumped, this black-haired gorilla launched a madness, it was really harmful, if it did this to me in the Black Wind Forest that day, it would not be smashed into a meatloaf by it with one punch.

Mu Qingping's confidence increased greatly, and when he saw the spirit beast fierce ape, he was very happy. However, he also knew that it was the fire-eyed fierce ape in a state of rage, and the power of the explosion was far greater than usual.

The top-level physical training technique will require a comprehensive balance, that is, it must have strong muscles and bones, but also be able to strengthen qi and blood, and at the same time contain great strength.

If there is one of these shortcomings, it is not considered a top-level physical training technique.

Even if the body of the blue marrow and silver bone is really practiced, it is a lame, not to mention that Mu Wanshan has not yet practiced to perfection, and the predecessors who conceived this exercise at the beginning planned to use strange poison to make up for the shortcomings.

The poisonous demon Mu Wanshan was ferocious, looking at the dragon and tiger monks who could fight against the famous sect with one enemy and six with the body of scattered cultivation, but in fact, there were still shortcomings as a casual cultivator.

For example, he used the ferocity of local tactics to make up for his lack of overall vision.

The most important thing for people is the overall situation, the direction is right, even if the details are insufficient, it will not achieve nothing, so there is a big thing to say informally, on the contrary, it is not much different from fooling around, the direction is wrong, and no matter how hard you work, the more wrong the farther away.

Let's not say that Mu Wanshan is not cautious enough, and he doesn't even lay a heavy guard for himself when he cultivates the blue marrow and silver bones, let's just say that it is unwise for him to attack Cao Lao Dao frantically with one enemy and six enemies, and he does not have the overall situation to control the overall situation, and he does not know how to promote his own strengths and attack his shortcomings.

PS: I'll tell you an unexpected surprise.,Recently, the book city is reading data is rising.,Look at this increase in a week, it should be able to reach a thousand.,I plan to extend the last volume of the human world chapter [Demons Flurry] moderately extend and write hundreds of thousands of words.。 (A single change every day, make a promise that may not be fulfilled, and try to strive for 6,000 words a day after the Spring Festival.) )

If the data of this book is okay at the end of this volume, then no new books will be opened, and I will continue to write about the spiritual world with He Qi as the protagonist.

But if the data falls back and the starting point week recommendation doesn't reach 500 votes, then I'll consider opening a new book, changing the protagonist, changing the title of the book and continuing to write the spiritual world.

If you open a new book, you won't choose creation again, I feel like I'm falling into the pit of creation, more than 2 million words, no small recommendation, I don't even reply to the editor in charge of asking a question, he just ignored it. Of course, even now, I don't have the so-called recommendation of Genesis.

If you open a new book and change the main character, it will inevitably be a little disconnected from the plot of the old book, and I try my best to minimize this disconnection without affecting new readers.

Try to be like Jin Daxia's [Condor] and [Condor]. Although the protagonists of these two books have been changed, from Guo Jing to Yang Guo, there is no feeling of ignorance when I only read the Condor alone.

The road to becoming a god is bumpy, only brothers rely on each other!

(End of chapter)