Just when the cultivators were overjoyed, the fallen and cracked poison refining tripod spewed out thick poisonous smoke from the inside, enveloping the radius in an instant, don't look at those poisons boiled into thick poisonous juice in the ding, the weird thing is that it is a violent collision, it can blow up a tumbling thick poisonous mist.

"Not good!"

The six cultivators retreated sharply and quickly recalled their magic weapons.

"What a strong poisonous mist!" the burly and bearded man exclaimed, he looked at Hong Ling with a few holes in his hand and felt very distressed, this magic weapon is now bleak, and he doesn't know how long it will take to recover to his peak state.

Cao Lao Dao's fascination was a little far away from Juding when he urged, he was the luckiest person, except for Cao Lao Dao, Mu Qingping's magic weapon was somewhat damaged.

Cao Laodao looked at the billowing poisonous mist, and couldn't help licking his mouth, this old man with fairy wind bones showed a trace of greed on his face, Weidao Demon Eradication is a lie, Cao Laodao himself is a demon cultivator;

"Scatter!" Cao Laodao exhaled lightly, urging the prohibition of the fascination flag, the long banner was like a giant fan, and a mighty wind blew out on it, sweeping the poisonous mist.

The short-eyed monk swung his long sword in his hand, and a white light reflected off the sword into the mist of poisonous mist that had not yet been completely dispelled!

A very short skeleton could be seen in the faint obscurity.

"It's really a loss of conscience, the poison demon actually uses people to practice poison, looking at the height of this skeleton is still a child, I don't know which sect and which sect of genius disciples have been poisoned" Jiang Qingyan said angrily and indignantly.

Cao Laodao was a little longer fascinated, and another strong wind rose, and the wind blew the fog away, which blew most of the thick poisonous fog away.

It is not easy to cultivate the blue marrow and silver bones, there is only one chance to try, and this time the cultivation will not succeed, even if you gather all the poison elixirs and beast bones next time, you will not be able to practice again.

The Poison Tripod is not a magic weapon for offense and defense, but a medicine tripod, which was directly broken by Jiang Qingyan and Mu Mihe.

Mu Wanshan's head had not been cultivated into a blue pith silver bone, and with this great flaw, it would be difficult to cultivate the ten thousand poisonous bodies he wanted in the future.

Suddenly, Mu Wanshan had a lot of hatred for the six people who interrupted his practice.

"Die! Cao Fenghua, you are doing a good thing for me, I will send you to reunite with your son!"

Cao Laodao didn't know the true face of the poisonous demon Mu Wanshan, his beloved son had been searched by Mu Wanshan, so Mu Wanshan could recognize him.

Mu Wanshan is like a ghost, his facial features are completely destroyed, he looks miserable, and his voice is not like a human voice, word by word is like metal rubbing into sound.

"It's not good, this is a poisonous demon!" Cao Laodao exclaimed.

The six demon cultivators saw that this poisonous cultivator actually felt a sense of horror in their hearts, and Jiang Qingyan even jumped behind everyone like a frightened rabbit.

Mu Wanshan was a murderer, he did not flee in the face of the six people, the silver-white skeleton under the head spewed out poisonous mist, and in an instant, the poisonous mist of the body constituted an illusory body, and black and glowing talismans were hidden in it.

Meridians and muscles attached to the skeleton are rapidly being generated.

"Hurry up and kill him!" Cao Lao Dao's eyes contained cold light, and his breath exploded, urging his natal magic weapon to become obsessed, and the long banner that was originally as elegant as a gauze tent suddenly burst out with a dazzling red light and changed its appearance, like a big flag, and then three red flying dragons flew out from above.

The dragon nature and various creatures have mated, giving birth to many alien species with impure blood, and countless creatures in the world contain the blood of the dragon race.

Those three crimson flying dragons are the three souls in Cao Laodao's fascination flag, and he has been practicing for hundreds of years with the special means of the Hehuan Sect, weakening his fierce and evil spirit, strengthening his lustful nature, and becoming the obsessive dragon he wanted.

If it is said that the mist of infatuation just now can make a normal monk have lustful thoughts, then the Divine Dragon of Enchantment is several times stronger than the mist of infatuation, and even the people of the heavenly eunuch will react when they smell it.

The short-eyed monk drew a long sword, and there was a thick white firework on the sword, and it was obvious that he had not done his best just now.

Mu Qingping once again sacrificed his purple gold hammer at this time.

The others followed suit, and the bearded man turned his red ling into a big stick.

Mu Wanshan smiled cruelly on his ruined facial features, and a contemptuous look appeared in the two eyes that were about to come out of the frame, how could the power of the blue marrow and silver bones be understood by this group of people who regard mating as a practice!

When the sword light came, he moved, and his body shot out with only a flash, and the speed was really as fast as a ray of starlight, and he stopped in front of the flying sword in the blink of an eye.

He put his fingers together and threw a punch at the flying sword.

Mu Wanshan is a poison cultivator, in addition to the ability of poison arts, his physical bones are also extremely powerful.

The Three Thousand Avenues are not clearly distinguished, there is no very strict division, and he is more like a physical practitioner at this time.

Rumble!

The fireworks of Sen Bai on the flying sword were hit by this blow, and they dissipated a lot, and the male cultivation body with short eyebrows and thin eyes trembled, and immediately felt like a heavy blow, but he still had some means, he immediately flew the sword from a distance, and the flying sword rekindled the fireworks and slid away like a swimming fish.

However, there are more strong hands in the strong, Mu Wanshan spread his five fingers with his other hand, and grabbed the flying sword with his claws.

Judging from the size of the two, Mu Wanshan's physique was like a minor, and the flying sword was several zhang long, like a bird's claw grabbing a big tree, but after he grabbed it with that claw, the flying sword with the white fireworks was grabbed by him, and he couldn't break free.

Cracking sound!

He punched several times in succession, banging on the flying sword, and the short-eyed and thin-eyed man's natal magic weapon was hit several times in a row, although he himself was still able to stand tall, bursting his fingers like a sword, and pointing at the magic weapon from afar, but looking at his expression, he was doing his best to support it.

Fortunately, there are many people, and he is not alone in fighting with poison demons.

At this moment, a majestic dragon roar sounded, and three Lust Divine Dragons suddenly came from three directions, rapidly shrinking countless times, and instantly twisted and wrapped around Mu Wanshan's body to tie him up, and while binding him, the three Lust Divine Dragon Claws also grabbed his black copper body.

Mu Wanshan's body was extremely powerful, and his muscles were still scratched by the claws of the divine dragon, and the sharp and bright red dragon claws slowly scratched black blood marks on Mu Wanshan's body, and black poisonous blood flowed out.

Pink runes flowed out of the bodies of the three Lust Divine Dragons, pouring into Mu Wanshan's body from Mu Wanshan's wounds.

This way, compared to letting people smell a mouthful, it can be more provocative and instinctive, of course, in addition to this ability to make people fall into lust, the three Lust Dragons themselves also have a strong function of binding enemies, and it is extremely difficult to break free when they are entangled. Those who are weaker will be directly hooped to death.

A strange blur flashed in Mu Wanshan's eyes.

Behind the flood of attacks came one after another,

A huge stick swept across the waist, a long black whip whipped, and a shining purple gold sledgehammer smashed from above.

In the fierce sound of breaking the wind, a small bone arrow came first, with a dark cyan cold glow that was a zhang long, and it shot at the lightning and pierced directly into Mu Wanshan's chest.

However, instead of piercing him to the heart, it was like hitting the carcass of a strange magic weapon, and the bone arrow was directly bounced away.

Mu Mihe, who activated the magic weapon of the bone arrow, was shocked, the poisonous demon was so powerful that he could resist the magic weapon.

Even if it can't be compared to the corpse training of the Supreme Elder in the sect, it is more than the corpse training of some senior brothers and sisters in the late stage of Dragon Tiger!

After receiving this blow, the intoxication in Mu Wanshan's eyes disappeared. His expression was grim, and his eyes were shining between opening and closing.

"Just a spell wants to tie me up, and you can also conjure up those, compared to the Great Dao, these will only disturb people's cultivation, and they should be killed one by one!"

Whether it is a moral model or an iceberg beauty, as long as it is a human being, there will be seven emotions and six desires, and Mu Wanshan is no exception.

At the moment just now, Mu Wanshan was indeed trapped in the illusion of lust, and a number of fairy-looking women appeared in his consciousness, all of them were charming and begging him.

Then this poisonous genius raised his knife in the illusion world, and killed all those women like chopping vegetables and melons, in fact, without Mu Mihe's blow, he could also break the distracting thoughts in his heart, but the blow in the chest only slightly accelerated the process.

Compared with his pursuit of the Great Dao, his lust is almost negligible, even if he is successfully triggered and amplified by Cao Lao Dao thousands of times, he is still easily crushed by his killing intent.

"Look at the Poison Blood Technique!"

A green mist erupted from the bone marrow of Mu Wanshan, blending into the black blood.

Then it overflowed from every tiny pore on the epidermis of the body, especially the place where it was scratched by the three Lust Divine Dragons, and the blue blood gushed out like a spring.

The poisonous blood poured on the bodies of the three Lust Dragons, like the water of an ice fountain poured on a red-hot iron rod, sizzling, and a poisonous mist evaporated.

Most of the three Lust Divine Dragons turned black in an instant, and the strange poison could even be corroded by the Jiao Soul that Cao Lao Dao had cultivated.

Cao Fenghua's face changed drastically, and he was very shocked.

"Broken!"

Mu Wanshan raised his arm and shook it, and the three Lust Dragons were shattered, and Cao Laodao's side of the Passion Banner fluttering in the wind suddenly sounded a string of silks, and the Passion Banner like a big flag suddenly had a broken mark.

Three miniature dragons flickered in the void and burrowed into the banner of enchantment.

At this time, the purple gold hammer fell, and Mu Wanshan raised his hand and punched it.

Hula!

The short arms and small fists brought up an astonishing strong wind, tearing through the surrounding void, and the powerful power of qi and blood gave people an incomparably thick feeling.

Even the residual energy that spread slightly around could make the six cultivators feel like they were tumbling and rushing, like a great river surging tide, and his fist flashed a cold and faint black luster, not at all like a human hand, more like a magic weapon that had been stimulated, and it was also shining with treasure light.

"Boom".

Mu Wanshan's sky-high punch knocked Mu Qingping's purple gold hammer flying!

At the same time he avoided the stick that swept him from his waist, and he avoided the whip that came like a viper.

However, the skin of his hand was also cracked, and all the newly formed muscles from the fingertips to the elbows were gone, leaving only silver-white bones.

After all, the blue bone and silver bone are not the top physical training techniques, only the bones are strengthened, the skin, flesh and tendons are beyond the pulse, more than powerful, but there are also shortcomings, Mu Wanshan's touch is completely lost.

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