Chapter 4469 (1/2)
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”Yunchen, let me meet you!”
Nine poison God Jun flies out from the front of the battle and shouts at the opposite cloud dust storm.
See nine poison absolute being gentleman rushed out, cloud dust corner of the mouth peeps out a trace of sneer of color, sneer a way: ”is really the fool who does not measure one's own strength! Old man, since you want to die so soon, this dharma protector can help you! ”
The two men soon took on an attacking posture and were at daggers drawn.
The monks of both sides retreated for a long distance. Duan Lei ordered the rebels to retreat to the array barrier of Jiuyan burning sky formation.
In case of any emergency, the rebels can return to the mountain protection battle at any time.
Seeing that Yunchen took the initiative to fight, Nangong Yao didn't stop him, so he just let him warm up. By the way, let's have a look at the abilities of these ”strong men” in the dark and mysterious immortal realm.
”Voodoo wand, now!”
The nine poison God turned his hand to offer a red and bloody staff, which radiated evil light.
The shape of the staff is very frightening. The body of the staff is like a dead wood entangled by a large number of tentacles, and there is a huge blood red meat ball on the top. The meat ball is beating like a heart, ferocious and terrifying.
When we saw this, we felt a sense of aversion to cold.
”Jinxianshu, ten thousand ants corrode the elephant!”
There was a hoarse high cry from the mouth of the nine poison gods. The meatball on the stick in his hand suddenly opened a gap. In the gap, a large dark green poison cloud spewed out, turning into a poison cloud that blocked the sky and the sun.
The poisonous cloud is full of green flying ants. These flying ants have no physical body, but are in the form of virtual shadow and phantom spirit, which condenses the power of extremely vicious curse.
The nine poison God King can be said to be the monk who is the best at cursing magic power in the real immortal world. With the poison cloud released by the voodoo wand, even if the great Luo Jinxian is infected with it, he will surely die!
The dark green poison cloud is sweeping towards the dust like a storm, and the space where it passes is dyed dark green by the poison gas, which is frightening.
As soon as the heavy waves in the army of elucidation are lifted, the nine poison God King's means can't be underestimated. It seems that there is a certain reason that the local resistance forces in the mysterious immortal region can persist for such a long time.
”Hum, a small skill of carving insects!”
Seeing a large area of poison clouds coming, Yunchen teases Mingxue konghou with sarcastic color on his face, and the sound of Qin is gentle and passionate.
Suddenly, the dazzling white awn came out of the harp, and the sound wave turned into a huge wave of cold air, sweeping away towards the poison cloud.
”Boom boom!”
The cold air released by cloud dust is very powerful, and it will freeze all the poisonous clouds in an instant.
The terrible cold swept all around, and the monks in front of the resistance army opened the defense barrier one after another to resist the cold.
After a blow, a large area of poison cloud was eroded by the cold air.
Nine poison God King release poison cloud with all his strength, just barely parry the magic power of cloud dust.
”Old man, if you only have this ability, you'd better die.”
Yunchen's face was disdainful, his long hair was calm, and he tried his best to activate the snow Harp in his hands, and his hands were playing on the strings quickly.
The sound of Qin is very noisy, just like thunder in the sky. It has the potential of darkness and collapse!
”Advanced golden immortal skill, cold spirit, light and rain!”
With the sound of cloud dust, he suddenly released a strong cold light and rushed to the sky.
The cold light burst, like a big hole in the sky!