Although Zhang Baishan was vigilant, he was still shot twice.

The huge pain that crusted his heart made him look like crazy, and he shouted, and the monument of life and death appeared in his hand, smashing it violently at the poor soldier.

Zhang Baishan shouted: "Hit!" but his pronunciation in a hurry was not accurate, making "hit" sound like "big".

The small and exquisite monument of life and death seemed to have heard Zhang Baishan's "big" command, and it instantly became one zhang high and four feet wide!

Zhang Baishan's heart shook, and without thinking, he shouted again: "Big!"

The monument of life and death instantly became ten times larger, ten zhang high, four zhang wide, and two zhang thick!

Zhang Baishan hurriedly shouted: "Big, big, big-" The monument of life and death continued to grow, and instantly turned into a hill 100 zhang high, and it quickly crashed towards the poor soldiers.

When the poor soldier saw that the Monument of Life and Death had become so big in an instant, he was also stunned, and the black spear immediately hit his head, wanting to knock the Monument of Life and Death back.

But the monument of life and death smashed on the black spear, and the fierce Jiao's head trembled and hissed, and immediately disintegrated, and the barrel of the spear bent.

Where did the poor soldier dare to resist, he flapped his wings and flew! But the speed of the Monument of Life and Death was too fast, and it still hit one of his wings, and the blood splashed everywhere, like fireworks!

Zhang Baishan shouted: "Little animal, you are my slave!"

It was the first time for the poor soldier to be so seriously injured, and his heart was full of anger! But he was obviously smarter than Lu Yuan, and he didn't fall into Zhang Baishan's trap, and shouted: "Delicious, he is not even my slave, you are just a vegetable that I have stocked here!"

It was the first time that the poor soldier had been so seriously injured, and his heart was full of anger!

When he saw the monument of life and death fall to the ground, he knew that it was a treasure, so he turned around and grabbed it. But as soon as he grabbed it, the monument of life and death did not move at all!

Zhang Baishan shouted: "Return!" A trace of soul power wrapped around the Monument of Life and Death, easily took back the Monument of Life and Death, and smashed it towards the poor soldiers!

The poor soldiers, who have learned a lesson, are constantly changing their direction and flying away at great speed.

Although Zhang Baishan used his soul power to take back the Monument of Life and Death, his soul power was too small, so he could only smash it out by force.

Force can't change direction at will like soul power, so it was smashed several times in a row, but it didn't hit.

In terms of actual strength, the two were on par, but the poor soldier had immortal weapons in his hands and had more combat experience, which made him have the upper hand in this fight.

Although the monument of life and death is Zhang Baishan's treasure, it can only be used to smash.

And after the poor soldier quickly became acquainted, as long as he dodged the smashed life and death monument, he immediately turned around and counterattacked, so that Zhang Baishan lost the opportunity and fell into passivity.

So the two stuck together again, fighting to the death.

The poor soldier relied on himself to be the second level of the Wuhou Realm, and the Danhai True Qi in his body was many times more than Zhang Baishan, and he had the Eight Veins of the Strange Meridian to absorb the Yuan Power of Heaven and Earth at all times, and he calculated in his heart that if he couldn't kill Zhang Baishan, he could also drag him to death until the True Qi was exhausted.

But he didn't know that the Danhai True Qi in Zhang Baishan's body was not as small as he imagined, and the meridians were more opened than him, the pipes were thicker than his, and the Heaven and Earth Yuan Force absorbed was faster and more than him.

The battle lasted from morning to afternoon, and from afternoon to dusk. The two fought to the end, and none of their bodies were intact. The poor soldier's lamp is exhausted, and Zhang Baishan is also the end of the strong crossbow.

All seven black needles had been inserted into his body, and the wound had corroded to the size of a bowl, and the black pus with a strong smell was constantly flowing out.

However, Zhang Baishan was also surprised to find that the poison channel space in his chest was slowly absorbing the toxins of the black needle, and he had a feeling that he was about to swallow it all.

Once the toxins on this black needle are swallowed, the wound caused by this black needle on his body will definitely recover quickly under his powerful vitality.

The poor soldier was full of anger, and finally realized that the delicacy in his eyes could not be killed with his own hands, but he was in danger of falling. He hissed and roared, "Wangwang" went berserk, slapped himself on the chest, and shouted, "Help me kill him!"

I saw a small snake suddenly flash in front of the poor soldier, which instantly became bigger, the human head, the body of the snake, holding a black long whip, said coldly and ferociously: "Young master, don't worry, leave it to me next." ”

The whip danced, swept over with a cold wind. This strength has obviously reached the late stage of the Martial King Realm!

Zhang Baishan felt the crisis of life and death in an instant!

Zhang Baishan has been fighting with the poor soldiers for so long, and he has calculated that he will be able to kill the other party in the end.

But such a change in front of him was both expected and unexpected by him.

said that it was expected, but Zhang Baishan analyzed the various situations revealed by the poor soldiers, and there should be guards and helpers by his side.

said that it was unexpected, but the poor soldiers had been fighting for so long, and this helper had not come out, and Zhang Baishan thought that this helper had been stopped on the main battlefield.

Zhang Baishan sighed in his heart, and finally understood that he was too rash to take the initiative to leave the battlefield with the poor soldiers.

Now fighting hard in the depths of this Great Bitter Mountain Range, I don't know how far away from the main battlefield, it is impossible to escape back and take refuge.

His eyes lit up, and as he quickly dodged the long whip that had been killed, he struck the serpent's head with a wave of his palm.

Although Zhang Baishan's true strength had reached the late stage of the Martial King Realm, his Void Palm was obviously not lethal to an alien race in the Martial King Realm, but it was just a cloud of purple mist.

These palms not only did not hurt the snake's head in the slightest, but caused him to sneer contemptuously again and again, and said: "A little Martial Sect Realm, you are actually playing poison in front of me, you are still too tender!"

The snake-headed man lagged behind in his words, and rashly rushed into the purple mist from Zhang Baishan's palm, intending to quickly approach Zhang Baishan.

But as soon as the purple mist touched the body, the snake-headed body immediately felt cold and hot all over the body, like ice and fire, and then felt that the skin was paralyzed and breathing was not smooth.

He was greatly frightened, and hurriedly used his whole body cultivation to forcibly detoxify.

It turned out that Zhang Baishan's empty palm was not to hurt the head of the snake body by force, but to hit the poison that gathered in the poison channel space of the Taiji pattern on his chest.

This is a poison that invades Zhang Baishan's body by the blood of the two major poison kings, and then absorbs, transforms, fuses, and condenses by Zhang Baishan's body.

Over the years, Zhang Baishan has never stopped swallowing and absorbing, and because of the invisible residence, he has been cultivating for four years, and he can already attack at will.

It's just that Zhang Baishan himself has no antidote, and he hasn't encountered an unsolvable life and death crisis like today, so he hasn't used it.

At this moment, the poor soldier also rushed into the purple mist behind the head of the snake-body, and suddenly let out a barking of fear!

He is also a master of refining and making poisons, but he didn't expect that there was poison that could make his body lose consciousness so quickly, and even lose his breath!

Zhang Baishan retreated quickly, while constantly spraying purple mist towards the snake-body human head.

The snake-bodyed man's first cultivation was operational, and he could barely resist the erosion of this purple mist, but his speed slowed down a lot unconsciously, and he obviously couldn't kill Zhang Baishan quickly.

He weighed left and right, hissed angrily, turned and grabbed the poor soldier, and sped away.

If you don't treat the poor soldiers in time, once you fall into the root of the disease and affect your cultivation, even if you kill Zhang Baishan, you won't end up with anything, but you will have to bear the wrath of your master.

Zhang Baishan saw that the snake body was far away, and he didn't chase after it, but flew in the direction he came from.

By this time it was already completely night, the half moon had risen into the sky, and the stars were sparse. The Great Bitter Mountains are stacked on top of each other, like mountains and seas, with undulating waves and boundless.

Zhang Baishan flew for a while, and made sure that the snake-body human head and the poor soldier did not chase him, he finally landed on the ground, staggered a few steps, blood spurted wildly from his mouth, and he was no longer able to walk.

He sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and concentrated, wanting to recover his strength and dantian true qi.

Unconsciously, I actually fainted and fell asleep.