Chapter 3493: Unpredictable means

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"It's poisonous smoke, everyone, hold your breath!"
Seeing the black smoke attack, a low-level immortal pulse refiner suddenly yelled, and then took the lead to retreat, his figure retreated nearly a hundred feet away in an instant.
The other camp cultivators were reminded by this person, but their expressions changed drastically. That person, the Seventh-Rank Immortal Venerable, might have reached the advanced level of the immortal rank with the poison that was cast from his hands.
In the field, only the strongest people in the camps have reached the seventh-rank immortal venerable. Most of the remaining cultivators are the fifth- or sixth-rank immortal venerable. Once inhaled the poisonous smoke, most of them cannot eat it.
With the cruel temperament of the spiritual blood camp, even if you kneel on the ground and beg them for an antidote, it may not be useful. The compassion of these guys has long been thrown into the stinking ditch.
"It's a pity that Song He will be planted now!"
Fan Yuan in the Mulan camp is also a kind person. He has been with Song He for a long time. With his mind, he naturally didn't want to see Huan Jin win, so he couldn't help sighing.
It's just that Huan Jin at this moment is already a desperate move, if it is really a high-level Xian-level poison, Song He can't resist it anyway.
As long as he inhales a little, even if only half of Huanjin's strength remains, Song He can't compete.
Not to mention the thoughts of these outsiders, when Song He saw Huan Jin's desperate move and smelled the stench in his nose, he couldn't help being surprised.
Song He did not expect that Huan would hate himself to such a degree. He has reason to believe that the poisonous smoke that the other party will release if he fights half his life must have an extremely deadly effect on him.
It’s just that everyone, including Song He, didn’t see that when the black poisonous smoke came out, a faint light came out from the hands of a rough-clothed young man behind, with lightning speed. , Broke into Song He's heart.
Perhaps only Mu Yin, who was very close to Yunxiao, could vaguely feel the aura flashing, but he didn't know what the rough-clothed young man was doing at that moment?
"not good!"
Song He couldn't avoid it. The next moment he inhaled a smear of poisonous smoke in his nose, smelling the strong stench, he couldn't help but stunned, and secretly said that he might really need the two behind him to make a move to solve the plight .
He didn't worry about his own safety. With the strength of those two people, it was not easy to protect himself from death. He was just a bit regretful. He had a lot of calculations, but he didn't expect that he was still careful.
"what?"
However, in the next moment, after Song He inhaled the poisonous smoke, he found that he didn't seem to be abnormal, and even the dizziness after inhaling ordinary poisonous smoke did not happen at all.
"what happened?"
Song He wouldn’t think that Huanjin’s desperate move would release some meaningless poisonous smoke, but he was now clear-headed and his pulse was the same as before. It was a fact that he felt clearly, and it made him even more puzzled. Solved.
"Haha, Song He, didn't expect it?"
On the other hand, Huan Jin, who watched Song He inhaled a sip of poisonous smoke, seemed extremely complacent at the moment. He couldn't help laughing out loud, his voice filled with a strong sense of confidence.
"Song He, this is a high-level immortal venom, not to mention your half-hearted Seventh-Rank Immortal Venerable, even 8th-Rank Immortal Venerable, you can't eat it!"
Huan Jin, who was extremely proud, thought he had the chance to win. Hearing what he said, Fan Yuan and others took a breath, and many people even subconsciously withdrew a few meters.
The Xian-level high-level poison is already the second most powerful poison in the immortal class. As Huan Jin said, it will have a certain impact on the eighth-rank Immortal Venerable and even the Ninth-rank Immortal Venerable.
Song He is only a Seventh-Rank Immortal Venerable, and anyone can sense his weakness. Under such circumstances, if he is poisoned by the high-level Immortal Rank, how can he still have the power to recover?
Everyone thought that Song He's fate was doomed, and the only thing he could count on now was that someone in the central hall of Xilong Camp came out to save his life.
As long as that person speaks, even Zhang You might have to listen.
But from the beginning to the end, the door of the hall had not been opened, and they didn't even know if the so-called big man was in the hall, observing every move outside.
However, in this way, Zhang You and Huan Jin are in the arms of Zhang You and Huan Jin. One of them wants revenge and the other wants to stand up. If they really let Song He leave alive, it would be somewhat of a flaw.
"Xian-level high-level poison?"
Just when everyone felt sad for Song He, the Seventh-Rank Immortal Venerable in this oasis camp had a strange expression on his face, and the following sentence even contained a hint of sarcasm.
"How is it? Song He, do you feel fatigued and turbid head? Don't worry, these are just appetizers. The next meal is the dinner!"
Huan Jin obviously didn't think of anything else. He was extremely confident in his high-level Xian-level poison that he had obtained from Zhang You. How could he be able to withstand the severely injured Seventh-Rank Immortal Venerable Song He?
To be honest, Huan Jin really wanted to see the scene where Song He waited to roll over in pain, kneeling in front of him for an antidote, he had waited too long for this day.
Of course, even if Song He knocked his head, Huan Jin would not give an antidote.
This has become his inner demon. If Song He is not completely killed, I am afraid that if he wants to break through to the Eighth Stage Immortal Venerable, it will become a luxury.
"I said Huanjin, didn't you take the wrong poison?"
Who knew that Huan Jin heard the terrifying threatening words from the onlookers, but only got Song He's chuckle, and the ridicule in his tone still did not hide the slightest.
"Ok?"
This time not only Huan Jin, but even Zhang You, who gave Xian-level high-level poison, were a little surprised, because they didn't see the slightest sign of poisoning from Song He's body.
Both Huan Jin and Zhang You know that, as Huan Jin said before, the first symptoms of being infected with the high-level celestial poison are softness of the whole body and dizziness in the head, and then it will be extremely painful.
But at this moment, the people didn't see any signs of poisoning from Song He's body. They were still in a slightly weakened state but possessed extremely strong combat effectiveness, and those eyes were extremely bright.
"Song He, I know you are an intermediate-level pulse refiner, but how long can you maintain your calmness like this?"
However, at the next moment, Huan Jin remembered Song He's other identity. As soon as this remark came out, Zhang You nodded slightly, and Fan Yuan and others who were watching were also thoughtful.
It is not a secret that Song He is an intermediate-level pulse refiner of the immortal rank. It is not a secret in the surrounding area. At least Fan Yuan, the strongest people in the camps, are all clear. The reason Huan Jin said at this moment is not unreasonable.
Generally speaking, as a pulse refiner, especially a poison pulse master, the resistance to the world's poison is much stronger than ordinary practitioners of the same level.
Although Song He is not a poison pulse master but a medical pulse master, the medical pulse master also has some means to temporarily counter the poison. At this moment, it is reasonable to pretend to be calm and not want to be embarrassed.
But that is the high-level poison of the immortal rank. How long can it last only by Song and the mid-level immortal-level pulse refining technique, and the pulse energy of the seventh-rank immortal venerable?
Perhaps only Song He himself knew that he hadn't used his art of medical veins to contend, and his body hadn't been corroded by the so-called high-level immortal poison.
"This Master Star's methods are really unpredictable!"
At this time, Song He finally reacted. If he put aside his pulse refining technique and pulse energy, there is only one possibility, that someone helped him.
In the oasis camp that night, Song He had seen Yunxiao's superb refining technique with his own eyes, and saw him casually take out a high-level immortal pill and fed it to the irrelevant Guo Chao.
From that time on, Song He no longer doubted that this extremely powerful young man was at least a pulse refiner who had reached a high level of immortality, and he might even be a double cultivator of medicine and poison.
Song He had no doubt that the Xian-level high-level poison that Huan Jin took out was a bluff. Under such circumstances, the other party had no reason to deceive himself. It must be a real Xian-level high-level poison.
After going through all the possibilities, Song He could only think of one reason. Since it was the one who made the shot, then he would have no worries.
At this moment, in Song He's eyes, Huan Jin is like a beam jumping clown, jumping up and down there, but he doesn't know the so-called high-level fairy-level poison. Not only is there no effect at all, it even has a magical change. .
"this is?"
At the next moment, Song He suddenly felt his right hand hot. When he lowered his head, he saw a small black spot on the palm of his right hand.
As time went by, this little black spot gradually condensed, and in the end it condensed into a small drop of water, which looked black and gleaming, which shocked his mind.
"This is the poison of the black poisonous smoke?!"
Song He was also an intermediate-level medical pulse master at any rate, although he didn't have much research on the poisonous one, but at this moment, his powerful soul power still sensed the special aura in that black water drop.
The aura inside was exactly the same as the poison gas that Song He had inhaled just now, but it was more condensed and stronger, but he knew that this was not done by himself.
"In the way of the person, the body of the person is treated!"
Song He expressed emotion at the extraordinary skill that the adult used to the Poison Vein Art, and at the same time he understood the cryptic advice the person behind him gave him.
And his gaze finally lifted up, staring at Huan Jin with a smug smile on his face.
All these thoughts are long, but in fact only one breathing time has passed. At this moment, Huanjin is still waiting for Song He's poisonous attack, so he can kneel and beg for mercy in the direction.
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