"There's a tea time. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info" muttered in the black-green mana shield composed entirely of poisonous mist.

"There are very few ordinary early and middle stage Qi cultivation cultivators who can survive a hundred breaths in my poisonous mist, and the maximum in the late stage of Qi cultivation is about three hundred breaths, and this is the time for a cup of tea, that kid should be unconscious!" Du Poison hesitated, looking towards the place where Qin Ziyang was standing.

Inside the formation, the poisonous mist was filled, and the black-green mist shrouded the entire formation, although the distance between the two was less than thirty zhang, they could not see each other, and could only rely on spiritual power to sense.

The figure of the lone poison appeared at the edge of the formation, and it was no longer in its original position, which was also to prevent the few golden rodent ants controlled by Qin Ziyang.

However, under the corrosion of this poisonous mist, no matter how many golden rodent ants come, they are not afraid of the poison!

"It's almost!" After another hundred breaths or so, Duyu hesitated again: "That kid must not die here, if he dies, Lao Tzu will be in trouble." ”

"Dare to ask Daoyou, the king of Qingyang Sect, that Qin Ziyang has not made a sound for a cup of tea, is it decided that I have won this battle?"

"Hey, it's actually a lone poison that won?"

"Of course, I guessed right! That kid has a lot of magic weapons in his hands, but he doesn't have an antidote pill, so he is not an opponent of the poison at all!"

"Hehe, I don't know who the next opponent of this single poison is, this single poison can survive three rounds, it is the inner disciple of the Qingyang Sect!"

Many casual cultivators saw the figure of the Du Poison appear on the edge of the formation, and they all discussed.

"Although Qin Ziyang's aura is weak, it still exists, and he has never admitted defeat in person, so this battle is not over yet!" Wang Kai stood outside the formation and shook his head.

"This ......" Duyu's face was ugly, and he hurriedly arched his hand and said: "Wang Daoyou, then Qin Ziyang was definitely stunned by my poisonous mist, how could a fainted person admit defeat? If you don't decide the victory, then Qin Ziyang may be poisoned to death by my poisonous mist!"

"This ......" Wang Kai also began to hesitate, this poisonous statement also has a certain truth, if a Xiuzhen family monk dies in the formation he guards, then his trouble is not small.

"So, then ......"

"Wow, look!"

"What's that!"

As soon as Wang Kai wanted to speak, he was interrupted by the exclamation of a group of loose cultivators behind him, and he hurriedly looked into the formation, and forgot to announce the victory for the time being.

"What's the situation!" Duwei was horrified in his heart, but he didn't look back immediately, but pinched his hands together, and the poisonous mist around him suddenly formed poisonous clouds, guarding his back.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

In an instant, a large area of bombardment and heat waves poured from behind him, as if he was in a sea of magma and fire.

"This kid...... What the hell have you done!" Du Poison scolded, and with the protection of the poisonous cloud, he immediately turned around, only to see that the dragon crutch that had been left in Qin Ziyang's hand turned into a clearly visible flame snake, constantly rolling in the poisonous mist.

"Boy, you're crazy! This is a mid-level magic weapon!" Seeing this, a look of horror appeared in Duxin's eyes, and then he scolded: "You dare to blow yourself up the magic weapon, don't you want to live!"

All the magic weapons that have been successfully refined by the monk will have a formation core in their magic weapon, and the monk will only fully master this magic weapon and play its function only after completely refining the formation core in the magic weapon.

However, if the monk uses his furious spiritual power to impact the formation core of the magic weapon at the moment of life and death, the formation core will not be able to withstand the impact of the spiritual power in a very short period of time, and it will self-destruct.

After self-detonation, the magic weapon will completely release his full power in a very short period of time, which is more than half the power displayed by ordinary magic weapons!

However, if the artifact detonates on its own, it will be completely damaged and cannot be repaired.

With the protection of the third-order high-level detoxification pill, in order to break through the blockade of the poisonous fog shrouded in this formation, Qin Ziyang brazenly blew up this middle-level magic weapon that had not been obtained for a long time.

Dragon crutches, self-destruct!

The Flame Snake soul sealed in the dragon crutch was completely released, and the moment it disappeared, it rushed towards the direction of the single poison according to Qin Ziyang's divine guidance.

Where the flame snake rushed through, it left a large open space, and with the protection of the third-order detoxification pill, the remaining poisonous mist did not dare to move forward again.

"Boy, don't resist stubbornly, you don't have a magic weapon, Lao Tzu see how you live!" Du Poison scolded, in his opinion, this was completely Qin Ziyang's dying counterattack, vainly begging to use the magic weapon to explode to hurt him.

Duxin pinched his hands, and a large amount of poison continued to float out of his sleeves. This time, except for his last killer weapon, all the most important poisons were put into this poison that permeated the entire formation.

The poisonous dragon's hands kept pinching, and black and green spiritual power appeared from his hands, merging into the surrounding poisonous mist. Then, Du Poison yelled:

"Poison Dragon!"

Suddenly, the poisonous mist inside the entire formation began to roll up, as if a giant dragon was raging in the deep sea.

After three breaths, a strange python more than ten zhang long and completely composed of poisonous mist suddenly appeared in the formation and rolled towards Qin Ziyang's release!

"Boy, Lao Tzu, this will let you know Lao Tzu's true strength!" Du Poison roared, and the whole person's clothes were windless and automatic. Under his black-green clothes, the exposed skin was actually one after another miserable green poisonous scabs, which was very terrifying.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

Halfway through, the strange python composed entirely of poisonous mist and the flame snake formed by Qin Ziyang's self-detonation dragon crutch collided fiercely, causing fireworks and poisonous mist to fill the sky.

"Hmph!" his hands kept pinching, and his spiritual power rushed towards the strange python like flowing water, his eyes were narrow and long, and he thought viciously: "This kid is definitely the end of the strong crossbow, as long as he can survive the disappearance of this flame snake, it will definitely be me to win!"

Then, he glanced at the mana shield that had been guarding him, and after a little thought, he withdrew the mana shield spiritual power.

"Wait a minute, there are still two battles to fight, and if you can save one point of spiritual power, you will have one point of spiritual power!"

As soon as the idea of the only poison fell, a gray light suddenly shot out from the place where the flame snake and the poisonous mist monster python were fighting, and it was in front of his eyes in the blink of an eye.

"What ......?"

There was only one thought in Duxin's heart, and the whole person's head was like a slap in the face, and he couldn't concentrate.

With a pop, Du Poison shook weakly twice, and then fell to the ground.

After Duwei lost consciousness, the poisonous mist monster python screamed weakly twice, and then reverted to the state of poisonous mist.

After three breaths, the flame snake formed by the self-explosion of the dragon's crutch also neighed weakly, turning into a flood of sparks and disappearing.

"Hey, there's no sound, who won the hell?"

"Needless to say, if you see the fire disappearing, it means that the flame snake has dissipated, and there are still so many poisonous mists, it must be the only poison that wins!"

"Ah, then the next thing we have to face is the only poison? no wonder he hasn't dispersed this poisonous fog, there is a poisonous fog, it is a deterrent!"

Outside the formation, there were also more than a dozen scattered cultivators in this place, and many people looked around, carefully thinking about whether they had an antidote pill.

However, no one noticed that Wang Kai, who had been standing outside the formation, had a slight change in his face. He raised his right hand and said loudly: "The third game, the winner, Qin Ziyang!"

The poisonous mist dissipated, and in the eyes of many scattered cultivators as if they had seen a ghost, Qin Ziyang's slightly thin figure appeared in the formation. And next to him, is the only poison who fell into a coma!