Heavenly Dao Liangyi Sword!

The old drunkard turned into a black and white sword qi, and his whole body was full of mystery, and the thousands of visible traces flowed in it, and the Tao was like a sharp sword, strangling everything. Those highly poisonous spider silk can't withstand it, but in just a moment, all of them were cut off, and the corpses fell to the ground, and even the poison of thousands of corpses was cut into nothing, and there were black blood shoots, and the piercing cries of thousands of poisonous spiders made the roots of people's teeth sour.

Poisonous, highly poisonous!

Thousands of corpses and poisonous spiders are up and down, hiding poison everywhere, they can kill people, take people's lives, and destroy people's souls, even characters such as old ghosts definitely dare not touch a single bit. Just like those poisonous blood fell to the ground, but in just a short moment, the ground was corroded and transparent, even the black and white sword qi that was circulating and stirring continued to dissipate, and it was the moment it slashed through thousands of corpses and poisonous spiders, it was infected with poisonous blood, and it was corroded and dissipated.

It was as if a large realm had been stripped out of its original space.

In black and white, whether it is thousands of corpses or thousands of poisonous spiders or the master of the ten thousand poisonous sects, they all become miserable.

Especially the master of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, whose physical body is not comparable to a strange beast cultivated by spirits such as thousands of corpses and thousands of poisonous spiders, can only take a spider silk poison cloak cover body to resist the sword qi of Liangyi. But the sword qi is vertical and horizontal, and every time he staggers, there will always be a sonorous sound on his body, and after a while, he will see the spider silk break, and his body will also begin to bleed, making a miserable howl.

It's hideous!

The Heavenly Dao Liangyi Sword, after all, is the old drunkard's forte.

The little drunkard grinned, sat down on the spot, exhaled a turbid breath, said no more, and began to breathe. Xiao Xuan, Gongsun Liang, as well as Gongsun Wanqing and Xia Xiaothief, but Mu Shuangying still refused to relax, there was a fox fire floating around her, bright silver all over the ground, like falling frost, but a roll submerged her figure. The terrible pressure swept out, and the wind swept the flames, and in it, a silver-white fox claw fell to the ground gently, and the ten-zhang body broke through the shackles of the fire and fell in front of everyone.

Lu Chen was stunned, only to hear the old ghost say that Mu Shuangying should be a monster adult now, but he didn't want her to be able to turn into this appearance.

Ten zhang white fox, the side of the brand red lines like blood, hidden mysterious, should be with the way of heaven, under the three points of red lings in the center of the eyebrows, a pair of eyes are also made of silver and white, vertical pupils hide the universe, can fit the sun, moon and stars, rivers and oceans, unfathomable.

The divine light flowed, and in the pupils of the third world, everything in the Heavenly Dao Liangyi Sword was reflected.

"It's so beautiful..."

Xiao Nianchen muttered, his big eyes full of love.

But here, above the sword qi of the two instruments, there was suddenly black and white staggered and hanging upside down, and then the double-headed black and white monster sword. The sword was sharp, pointing at the sky and reaching the thick earth, and a big hand full of filth came out of thin air, holding the strange sword, and the figure of the old drunkard finally manifested. But his appearance was much more embarrassed than before, and many places on his body were charred black, and even his pale face was a little more strange, like corpse spots.

Obviously, he didn't completely escape those poisons.

The sword qi of Liangyi swept violently, going away in all directions, but it suddenly condensed in the air and fell into the black and white double-headed sword. This slash, with a loud shout, exploded like spring thunder, and under the terrifying fierceness, the entire Tiger King Hall was completely turned into ashes!

The world is vast, and the city is full of depression.

Even those fireworks were washed away by the aftermath.

But everything was settled, Xiao Nianchen pulled Lu Chen to stand out of thin air, Gongsun Liang and the two of them also woke up, and looked up, the Holy Sect Demon Maiden and the black snake old monster were a little farther away, but they all looked at the air and frowned.

The eight legs of the thousands of venomous spiders came out of the smoke and dust, and the surroundings were already covered with fine spider silk. It stood in the middle, blood flowing all over its body, its armor was torn, its strange face was full of sword marks, and the master of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect was also embarrassed and half-knelt behind him, shaking like a sieve, and the whole person was almost cut into several pieces, and it was also because of the spider silk poison cloak that his life was saved, but it was also in danger.

"It's hard..."

The old drunkard coughed and spat again.

His breathing also became rapid, and his blood and qi all over his body withered.

The poison entered the body, the corners of the old drunkard's mouth twitched, and his body staggered in mid-air, almost falling down, if it was not stopped in time, I am afraid that it would fall between the fine cobwebs and become the food in the mouths of thousands of poisonous spiders.

Lu Chen and the others were depressed in their hearts.

Gongsun Liang turned his head slightly, and met the gaze of the demon girl of the Holy Sect, but the latter only raised his thin eyebrows, with a slight bewitching smile on his face, his lips opened and closed, and said something inconsequential, but it didn't help. Just like her, Gongsun Liang was also a little uncertain, I don't know what this person thinks, and how to deal with the situation in front of him.

The old drunkard obviously has no strength to fight again, and if he really continues to reluctantly, he will have to leave his life here.

Mr. Shen has already fallen, and it was the previous monk Puzhi who stepped in to protect him, so he was not affected. It's just that although he has woken up, he has been poisoned into the bone marrow, and it is two words to be able to save his life later, so how can he fight again?

Monk Puzhi is also obviously not in good shape.

If it was just the master of the Ten Thousand Poisonous Sect and the thousands of corpses and poisonous spiders, it would be fine, but the Holy Sect Demon Maiden was still there, and the black snake old monster was on one side. Even though he had said that it was not a deal, the Holy Sect was vicious, and Gongsun Liang had to be vigilant.

His eyes swept around, and Gongsun Liang's brows furrowed again.

Missing a person...

"Ah——!h

The piercing screams were deafening, and the thousands of poisonous spiders grinned, almost tearing their entire face in half, and black poisonous smoke rose from their bodies, from which the sound of Suosuo continued to sound. When you can see it clearly, it is countless spiders crawling out along the silk, obscuring the entire sky, and the dense number makes people feel frightened.

This thing, crazy!

The old drunkard gritted his teeth, reached out to catch the falling wine jug, drank it in one gulp, threw it away at will, and then put away the black and white double-headed sword and replaced it with a strange-looking black gourd, which looked like it had been eaten by insects, but it was imprinted with many twisted lines, ancient and mysterious.

"Chaos Gourd?!"

Pu Zhi saw it clearly, and with a scream, even the solemnity on Gongsun Liang's face turned into astonishment.

But the little drunkard was not surprised.

"It's just an imitation, you can only use it once. This old drunkard stole this thing a hundred years ago, and thought that he didn't know about it at home, so he didn't bother to pay attention to it, after all, it was not a real chaos gourd, otherwise how could the Great Holy Dao weapon that suppressed the family's heritage make him hide it on his body so casually for a hundred years. ”

"Imitations?"

Pu Zhi suddenly nodded slightly, but he was equally relaxed.

"Even if it's an imitation, it's enough, after all, the Chaos Gourd is a holy path treasure, even if it's an imitation, it has to be not weak, and it won't be a problem to deal with these thousands of poisonous spiders. ”

As a few people said, the old drunkard didn't pay attention to it, but he also had a heartache on his face.

He must have known that the thing in his hand was just an imitation, and the power of one blow was extraordinary, if it weren't for the thousands of corpses and poisonous spiders today, I am afraid that this old thing would not be willing to take it out. However, at this time, the poisonous spiders in the sky rushed to the sky, like a black tide covering the sky, thousands of corpses and thousands of poisonous spiders screamed and pierced, and the master of the Ten Thousand Poisonous Sect was also full of cruelty, raising his hand and a pitch-black cane rippled with a faint green light, dyeing the sky with such a filthy color.

Under the terrible poison, the old drunkard grinned, but never moved.

Pu Zhi and the little drunkard were also puzzled, thinking that the old drunkard was reluctant and was hesitating.

But here, a cold wind is coming.

The starlight fell like a waterfall, and the old man of the Mandate of Heaven who was hiding in the crowd in the distance finally made a move, falling a large area of mist and misty, and between the shimmering and shimmering, the figure of the black rose quietly appeared, and it had reached the back of the master of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect. A star sword in her hand was taken out of the mist light, only looking forward to circulation, and the killing machine emerged, surging like a tide, rolling countless pitch-black petals, and a moment of sharpness shrouded all within ten zhang, pieces like knives, cutting off the wind.

"Death kiss, five colders!"

Laugh at!

With a soft sound, the chill was strangled indiscriminately, and the black rose was elegant, but in an instant, it slashed through thousands of people. No one could see it clearly, even though the old drunkard and the monk Puzhi were stunned, and they were in a trance, and the black rose figure was already standing in front of thousands of poisonous spiders.

The star sword in her hand shattered, turning into a mist and dissipating.

The Master of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect was still stunned, but suddenly he heard a click, and the pitch-black cane collapsed inch by inch, and he felt cold all over his body, and the scene in front of him became dissipated.

Blood shot out of his body as if it were exploding.

"Ah——!h

The thousands of corpses and poisonous spiders are also like this, between the cracks in the armor, the injuries are a little deeper, but there are only a few more traces elsewhere. Despite this, there was a piercing scream coming out of its mouth, and its massive body immediately collapsed, along with the spider silk, which was no longer able to support it, and collapsed with its shape.

The dark and oppressive spider clouds dissipated out of thin air and became billowing black smoke, which was broken by the old drunkard in a hurry, and let out a strange cry from his mouth, chasing thousands of corpses and poisonous spiders away.

What he wants, no one knows.

But the black rose snorted softly in her mouth, and her body fell weakly, and her face was pale.

Lu Chen's heart trembled when he saw it, and Mu Shuangying's reaction was extremely fast, but when he saw the fox fire fluttering, the white velvet long trailed away with his figure, rolled up the black rose and held it on his back, and when he returned here, his eyes were very solemn. And here it can already be seen clearly, the black rose's body is full of cracks, especially the arms, which are swollen to the point of disappearance, and the breath of the body is even more sluggish, almost imperceptible.

Xiao Nianchen also stepped forward with Lu Chen.

But when he touched it, he was cold in his hand, and his vitality was almost collapsed, if he didn't still have a little breath, he really wanted to be like a dead man.

"Death Kiss... Five more cold..."

Monk Puzhi was turning his head to look, his eyes full of shock.

"She... What is her origin, and why does the inheritance that was lost before the Purgatory was broken appear on her?!"

The little bodhisattva blinked, unable to understand.

Lu Chen ignored him, and only hurriedly took the elixir from the Mingyue Immortal Palace and put it into her mouth, but it was Mu Shuangying who urged the fox fire and Gongsun Wanqing to use the clear light to help him refine the medicinal power. After a while, the aura of the black rose gradually stabilized, and several people finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Origin?

What is the origin, Lu Chen no longer minds.

However, when he looked up, although the Ten Thousand Poison Sect Master was seriously injured, he was still standing in the air, with a pair of eyes full of hideous looks, as if he wanted to eat people, but there was obvious trembling and fear, and he had already retreated.

But the old drunkard chased after the thousands of poisonous spiders and disappeared where.

"Ancient Purgatory... Legacy..."

The Master of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect gritted his teeth, and his eyes became red, especially the face covered with blood, his body was in tatters, and his skin and flesh were turned out, how hideous.

But in this way, he is still immortal, and his qi is turbulent, and the poisonous blood is flying, collapsing, making a black and red poisonous mist, slowly enveloping him, and the fierce light in his eyes can still be seen clearly, like a ghostly soul, sinister and vicious, and terrifying...