Vol 3 Chapter 171: Join [fourth more]

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To kill the gentleman, the monk in the black robe stepped forward, reached out and put away the person's storage, then turned around, and wanted to go away.
"Hey, Daoyou is hiding in the dark, taking the opportunity to kill this old ghost, don't you want to swallow the benefit now?"
The sound sounded, and a scream of light came.
Somehow, the figure in the black robe heard the man speak, and was about to leave the figure, but stopped and turned around.
"Want to leave, leave the storage away!" The voice was low, with a sense of confusion.
Don't fall into the storage ring of the great magical power, the hidden wealth can be imagined. So these seven people hesitated slightly for the monk, and led several people closer.
Faced with the seven men, the monk in black robe silently spoke suddenly, and said, "You lord of poison, you are still so arrogant and arrogant. Isn't it hard enough to eat that day?"
The voice fell, and the monk in front of the red robe was slightly stiff, and then Morin's murderousness broke out, and Han said, "It's you!"
"Little bastard, you have no way to go to heaven, there is no way for to break in, and today the ancestor will certainly let you die without burial place."
The poison ancestor yelled at him, and he was extremely familiar with the voice, who was the one who had taken away his colorful Lingzi from Yaowang Pavilion that day!
Yun Mozi's brow couldn't help but wrinkle slightly, it was this person. At this moment, the dead bodies were rampant on this big six, and the monks were embarrassed when they did not fall. How could this person be so easy? But before he pondered, the ancestor of Poison Devil couldn't bear to take a brave shot. This person hated Xiao Chen very early. When he met at this moment, he would naturally have to face each other.
Poison demon ancestors, practicing the "Poison Devil" method, absorbing endless toxins and refining them into mana. Every mana of its own is highly toxic. Fellow monks of the same level can resist it. Aside from this human nature, only magical powers are provided. Means are extremely tyrannical.
"Drug lord."
The poisonous ancestor slaps with a smile and shoots down, round and square, rising instantly into a colorful mist, bright and dripping. This poisonous poisonous gas is extracted by the man from his body's mana. It can defile magic weapons, corrode the flesh, and burn the gods. A monk of ordinary people only needs to inhale a trace, and the toxin will instantly penetrate into the whole body and flesh of the internal organs of the body. After the tragic inhumanity on the 9th, the whole body turned into pus and died, and it was really overcast.
This poisonous poisonous gas is not much, but at this moment, in order to win Xiao Chen in one fell swoop, the ancestor of the poisonous demon has already shot with all his strength, without any reservation.
Xiao Chen's body was hidden under the black robe, and his brow frowned slightly in the face of this poisonous gas, and then he shot it with a single palm.
Magical power, the wind rises.
Then swept.
Supernatural power, Yunchong.
Finally, both palms fell together.
Magical power, rain comes.
Overcast skies, endless clouds, and rain. There is a wicked magical power in Xiao Chen's hands, and the power is not weaker than the poisonous qi.
Both kinds of magical powers, from yin to poison, are entangled with each other at this moment. The blood rain was dripping and dripping into the radon gas, it was like cold water falling into a boiling oil pan and reacted violently. The wilderness here is lush with trees, but at this moment, as the two fight against each other, they quickly turn yellow, and then dry up, eventually turning into flying ash.
The wind rose from the rain and rain to the three major magical powers, and they shot hard with that poisonous lord, but they had the upper hand.
The poisoned ancestor was furious. He used ordinary means to dominate the monks at the same level. He relied on a poisonous force, but at the moment, what he was best at was being suppressed by Xiao Chen. This person was naturally shocked.
"Huh! Little hybrid, it seems that you still concealed the cultivation the same day. Even so, do you think that you can live your life with the help of magical tricks?" Breath of poisonous blood squirted from his mouth, turned into a sword of blood and shot at Xiao Chen.
This poisonous blood comes from the poisonous ancestor's life-long practice of poisoning. It is extremely toxic. I am afraid that even if the monk accidentally hits the poison, it will cost a lot of effort. Perish!
Venomous blood was ejected, the Yinfeng collapsed, the clouds melted, and the blood rain shattered. The three supernatural powers were already extremely poisonous, but at the moment they were unable to stop the thing for half a minute.
Xiao Chen's eyes flickered and he shot down with one palm.
Supernatural "covering hands", one arm can support the sky, one palm can crack the ground.
Yin Feng Yun Yun compatible with blood and rain, entangled with each other, turned into a palm, the size of a square of seven hundred feet, instantly confined poisonous blood, and then shot down.
The old venom of the poisonous demon changed greatly. His poisonous blood was not afraid of the repression of magical powers, but the change at the moment was far beyond his expectation.
He may be able to resist this supernatural power, but to suppress the poisonous blood in this palm, although it was released by him, if it is contaminated by itself, it will still be a fatal ending.
Therefore, this supernatural power cannot be resisted. The aura of the poisonous ancestor flashed, and he wanted to escape.
But at this moment, Xiao Chen's eyes flashed sharply, and he reached out to the poisonous ancestor's fiercely.
"Confinement!"
Although this supernatural power has limited practice and is not very powerful, monks can stop their breath if they do not fall, not to mention this person.
The old venom of the poisonous demon was pale, and the surrounding space was actually forcibly suppressed, and he was imprisoned and could not escape. At this moment, the palm has been snapped.
Palms fall, blood spills, and the body is stained.
The poison ancestor's ancestors were all poisonous, but there was no resistance at all under that poisonous blood, and the flesh turned into fly ash instantly, and the little Yuanshen failed to escape. This person ended up dying on the poisonous blood obtained from his life's cultivation.
The two took the fight, but after a few breaths, Yun Mozi and others could not even help each other. The ancestor of the poison demon was dead and turned into fly ash.
Short, fierce!
Yun Mozi and others were all beating. Although the poisonous ancestor was unpleasant, he was very powerful, but at the moment under the hands of this monk in the black robe, he was killed for a moment!
After a few moments of silence, Yun Mozi said in a deep voice, saying, "The ancestor of the poisonous demon is my equivalent, and the Taoist will kill him. Isn't he afraid that the old man and others will take the shot and kill you here?"
"Still, Daoyou is extremely confident in his own strength. Even under the joint strangulation of my six people, he thinks he can retreat."
Xiao Chen groaned slightly when he heard the words, and then slowly shook his head, saying, "Yunmozi Taoist, Xiao Chen's ancestor to kill poisonous demons today is a personal grudge, and he does not have any enemies against you."
"Moreover, I want to cooperate with you Taoists to find treasures together, otherwise you can go away with all your efforts before, and there will be no current situation."
Xiao Chen's eyes flickered, and he naturally spoke for a reason. This Yun Mozi and his party behaved very strangely. At this moment, when the dry corpse runs rampantly, they can enter here safely, and it must be related to their blood robes. Thinking about it this way, they knew what was going on before they entered here, and they were prepared. Intuition tells Xiao Chen that these seven people absolutely know many things he doesn't know, and maybe follow them to help him solve all the secrets hidden here in Big 6 as soon as possible!
When Yun Mozi moved in his heart, Xiao Chen spoke like that, which really surprised him, but after thinking about it, he could not help moving. After all, Xiao Chen shot this person in his eyes, and his strength was absolutely extraordinary. In the late Yuanying monk, he helped him to grasp the nature.
"Taoyou is true?"
Xiao Chen nodded.
Yun Mozi groaned, and then said lightly: "It is not inevitable that Xiao Chen's friends want to join us, but they must swear by their demon, and they must not have the slightest harm."
"Taoyou rest assured, I have all sworn before I waited, and this rule is not aimed at Taoyou."
Xiao Chen groaned slightly, and then vowed solemnly.
When the vow was completed, Yun Mozi's face showed a little satisfaction. As for the other monks, they had no opinion at all. The seven of them had been temporarily combined because of their interests, and one died and was topped by others, without any loss to them.
"The robe of the poisoned ancestor has been damaged, but fortunately there is still one in the old man's hand, Xiao Chen Daoyou put it away, this thing is in the hand, the dry corpse can not detect that I am angry inside. Mo Zi's eyes flickered a little. Before Xiao Chen was fine here, there must be other means to cover his breath, but he didn't ask much. After all, everyone has his own secret.
"Presumably Daoyou still has a lot of doubts to be answered, but at this moment I'll leave first, so as to avoid horror."
After all, the man flashed and went straight ahead.
The eyes of the remaining five people glanced at Xiao Chen. Except for the many Taoists who nodded slightly and said hello, the eyes of the remaining four people were somewhat indifferent. Xiao Chen didn't care about it, put the blood gown on his body, groaned slightly, and followed him away.
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