The flying sword flashes.

The centipede spirit felt troubled, so after being assassinated again, it simply opened its mouth and spit out a cloud of poisonous gas.

How violent the toxicity is, Lu Li has the right to say!

In fact, these filthy gases are not just as simple as being refined within the body for thousands of years. In addition, the old demon will usually actively absorb the poisons secreted by poison barriers, Yin evil spirits, and other monsters.

In other words.

They are killing moves condensed from all the poisonous things in the world.

With just one spray, you can easily turn a village into a ghostly monster, so dark and dirty!

Taoist magical powers and magic weapons will also be subject to a certain degree of restraint.

Sure enough, after an ordinary flying sword collides with the poisonous mist, its treasure light dims instantly, its spirituality is greatly damaged, and it becomes no different from ordinary objects. It must be re-trained for a long time before it can be used against the enemy again.

Nowadays, is there time for this?

Thunder rolls from the sky.

Only Gao Qian's killing sword, which was born from a yellow-skinned gourd, was still flying in the air, leaving behind shadows with unpredictable trajectories to frighten the old demon.

Even so, Lu Li still read the word "heartbroken" on his face. After all, the magic weapon has a spirit. Even if it is not afraid of the poisonous mist for the time being, it will eventually be contaminated a little bit, and eventually the spirit will be lost.

Therefore, Lu Li took the initiative to speak:

"I come."

As soon as he finished speaking, Duke, who was in charge of the Thunder Method Formation, couldn't help but frown. He really came north to help out this time, but in the end he was reduced to an assistant. You can imagine his disappointment.

Of course, in Pudu Cihang's eyes, he was just as hateful as Lu Li. This thunder method was extremely strong and upright, and was designed to restrain evil spirits. The power of the poisonous mist it spewed out could only be 60 to 70%.

Under the thunderous bombardment, its torso was scorched and brittle, and its demonic power was greatly depleted.

"Just be responsible for holding down the battle. The old demon is only seriously injured now. When it is on the verge of death, it will definitely use various means to suppress the enemy. If it is caught off guard, and it is deliberate or unintentional, it may really let this beast get into trouble..."

"Furthermore, you are just a thousand-year-old centipede spirit. There is no need for Brother Du to take action. It is time for you to show off your skills against Heishan, a giant of the monster race that has been around for thousands of years."

Lu Li was half-joking.

Then, when he received no answer, he rushed forward with bezoar powder in his mouth.

Compared with the giant centipede, Lu Li in his normal state was as inconspicuous as an ant.

below.

Duke gathered his thoughts.

As Lu Li said, there is no need to compete for a Thousand-Year Centipede Spirit. This is not a formal exam. When we deal with the Thousand-Year Black Mountain, there is no need to say hello. Everyone has to work hard.

Ten thousand years of Taoism!

Counting from the beginning of Xia, the oldest dynasty in China, to the present day, it is only four thousand years.

Even a pig that has lived for such a long time will become extremely troublesome, let alone a mountain with extremely deep heels.

However, distractions are distractions. Under Duke's auspices, the thunder array became more and more terrifying. Dozens of thunderbolts fell down, but the old monster was still not killed. God seemed to be angry.

The clouds rolled violently.

A dazzling thunder light descended again.

Pudu Cihang was horrified. He had a premonition that Lei Fa would be used as a trigger to advance his disaster of transforming into a dragon!

If Fu Tianchou's blood essence and blood were absorbed and adjusted to its peak state, this disaster would not be that difficult.

However, now its body is mutilated, with only half of its body left, and its carapace is in tatters, but the scenes it imagined in the past are like a reminder.

It estimated that the probability of being able to withstand this dragon transformation catastrophe and soar into the sky is definitely less than half, and this half is still based on the situation where the besiegers give up.

But will Lu Li give the old demon a chance?

He gathered his breath and used the cloud-climbing technique to jump onto the centipede spirit silently.

The dragon-patterned wild goose feather sword is unsheathed again!

In an instant, Pudu Cihang, who was distracted from resisting the thundercloud, felt a sense of crisis approaching. With instinct, it quickly shortened its body and reduced the exposed area.

Stab!

A heart-wrenching stabbing sound sounded.

At the same time, green blood and poisonous gas spurted out rapidly. In the blink of an eye, the mountains, rocks, and trees in the affected area below either rotted or withered, and some unlucky beasts turned directly into a pool of pus.

They are also constantly corroding the dragon-marked knife. The old demon really hates this weapon that is designed to defeat dragons. Instead of struggling to get rid of the attacks, he tries to use a steady stream of filth to make it lose its spirituality.

Unfortunately, Lu Li's Yan Fei Dao is not comparable to those previous weapons. It is a gift from the emperor that has been passed down for hundreds of years. It is naturally extraordinary. Later, it was blessed by the Jinling King's Qi and the Emperor's Qi. Not long ago, it was also purified with the precious blood of a true dragon.

To be honest, even if there is no official appraisal, he is still sure that the quality of this weapon has reached the epic level. It is at least a step better than the iron horse halberd that was brought out from the Three Kingdoms world and made of divine stone powder and hundred-refined cold iron.

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Therefore, no matter how much Pudu Cihang tried to bleed, he could never taint the spirituality of the Dragon Pattern Sword.

Not only that, the old demon is simply stealing the chicken but losing the rice. It is about to transform into a dragon, and it was struck by lightning before, and its bloodline is getting closer to the real dragon. For this knife, it is simply a great supplement.

When Pudu Cihang realized that something was wrong and was about to stop, the Dragon Pattern Sword seemed to have taken root in his back and could not get rid of it. He greedily absorbed the poisonous dragon blood and actively strengthened himself.

Seeing how powerful the saber was, Lu Li was stunned for a long time. He seemed to have become a fool——

After adjusting the breath, hold the bezoar powder in your mouth to avoid the poisonous miasma silently, and then insert the weapon into the body of the centipede essence, so you don't have to worry about it anymore.

"Fa Zhang, how do you feel?"

Looking at Pudu Cihang who had shrunk to only a few feet in length, Lu Li came back to his senses and teased.

"..."

No voice answered.

The old demon, who was best at tongue-splitting lotus flowers, turned off the flames and felt segments of limbs drying up at a speed visible to the naked eye. It was afraid, it was terrified, it had never seen such a terrifying weapon.

Why is this happening?

How come there is such a powerful weapon in the world that is specially designed to restrain dragons?

Where did these guys with profound morals and endless tricks come from?

Why was it that when he was in charge of state affairs, wreaking havoc on the world, and sucking the blood of civil and military officials, no one stepped forward to stop him? But now that he is about to achieve success, so many obstacles suddenly appear in his way!

A shrill scream, hoarse and crazy, but it lost the sound of the dragon's roar.

Pudu Cihang took the initiative to cut off the trunk, and a large section of the already incomplete body was missing. In the blink of an eye, it burrowed into the ground.

The earth movement technique comes in handy!

Lu Li raised his eyebrows, and just as he was about to flee, he heard three voices in his ears:

"Finger the ground becomes steel!"

"Finger the ground becomes steel!"

Three strange forces appeared at the same time, and the land within a radius of several miles was immediately imprisoned. It was as hard as meteorite iron. The centipede spirit, which was escaping quickly, was at home like a fish in water. It was about to approach Pengcheng. Suddenly, it was imprisoned, and none of its limbs could move.

No.

"Fa Zhang, why didn't you run away?"

"In my opinion, it's better to just accept the disaster and go to the land of reincarnation, so that everyone can save their worries."

As he spoke, the sword flew out and plunged straight into the ground.

A pool of golden dragon blood spurted out, which was completely different from the smelly green blood in the torso, because it came from Pudu Cihang's head, where there were dragon horns, almost the same as a real dragon.

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－

Thank you for your concern. I am out of danger for the time being. However, the old man has too many basic diseases, including pneumonia, cerebral infarction, and atrial fibrillation. Alas, let’s take it one step at a time. After all, he is over 80 and doctors don’t dare to operate. There is nothing he can do.
Chapter completed!