"What? It's the Blood Puppet Poison Lord!" Li Chendong and others' expressions changed drastically.
"Junior, do you know me?" The young man was slightly surprised. Xuan Lingzi looked to be in his sixties, but he called him junior.
Sun Mingsheng and Jiao Yunfei looked shocked. After all, they were young. They had just entered the realm of supernatural powers and had not heard of the name Blood Puppet Poison Lord.
"The Blood Puppet Poison Lord is one of the ancestors of the Xie Feng Sect." Xuan Lingzi explained, "But I heard from my master that this man suddenly left the Xie Feng Sect a few years ago. It is said that he was angry because he was competing for a Poison Scripture with his fellow disciples.
And run away."
All the disciples suddenly realized, no wonder this person is so powerful, Ganqing is the founder of Xie Feng Sect.
"Junior, it seems that you know a lot." Blood Puppet Poison Lord's eyes flashed with a chilling light that made people feel heartbroken. "In this case, I can't let you go. You will all become my tonic today.
I turned him into a poisonous corpse puppet!"
He raised his hand and pointed, and a stream of black energy erupted from his fingertips, instantly transforming into a lifelike black poisonous dragon. It opened its bloody mouth and bit Xuan Lingzi in the air.
Xuan Lingzi's expression changed, he opened his mouth and spit out, and immediately sprayed out a huge stream of innate true fire, which turned into a dragon of white flames and rushed towards the black poisonous dragon.
However, this white fire dragon is only similar in spirit, and is far different from the black poisonous dragon.
When the two dragons met, the white dragon was far less powerful than the black poisonous dragon. It was bitten on the neck immediately. When the poisonous gas was soaked in, the snow-white sparks shot out. The white fire dragon struggled and was about to deform and fall apart.
"Everyone take action together. Although he is the founder of Xie Feng Sect, he is seriously injured. Our combined strength is enough to kill him!"
Immediately it became stronger by several points.
"Work together to attack and kill!" The other magical cultivators were not slow to react, and they launched their magical powers one after another, turning into dozens of rays of light and rushing toward the Blood Puppet Poison Lord in the air quickly and unparalleled.
"A bunch of ignorant juniors think they can attack and kill me just because I'm seriously injured? Today I'm going to let you know how powerful my Blood Puppet Poison Lord is!" The Blood Puppet Poison Lord laughed ferociously.
His figure suddenly dispersed and turned into a black mist, disappearing without a trace. Everyone's attacks fell into the air, only to spread a black mist.
"Be careful! He is a body of spiritual thought and can change his shape at any time." Zhan Li's eyes flashed with golden light, and his innate eye-opening mechanism was operating to the extreme to detect the whereabouts of the Blood Puppet Poison Lord.
The black poisonous dragon lost the control of the Blood Puppet Poison Master's spiritual thoughts and gradually lost to the white fire dragon. It was about to dissipate before it suddenly roared and exploded into countless venom, shooting towards Xuan Lingzi.
The venom is extremely fast and makes a powerful hissing sound. Every drop of venom can penetrate the steel plate.
Xuan Lingzi blew in the wind, and the innate energy surged out, instantly turning the venom into nothingness.
"Junior Brother Sun, be careful!" Zhan Li's eyes flashed with golden light, and he suddenly shouted at Sun Mingsheng.
As soon as he finished speaking, a trident as thick as ink suddenly emerged from the black mist and stabbed Sun Mingsheng in the back. The cold voice of the Blood Puppet Poison Lord suddenly sounded: "Junior, you just said nothing to me.
Li, let me do the surgery on you first!"
Sun Mingsheng was horrified. He didn't have time to turn around. The fire in his hand was so strong that he suddenly turned around and drew a huge semicircle, forming a blazing fire shield. At the critical moment, he blocked the trident.
Boom! The fire shield didn't even last a breath before it burst into pieces. Sun Mingsheng's whole body was shaken and he quickly retreated backwards. His face turned pale and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
The black trident only paused for a moment before stabbing towards him again.
At this time, two dazzling rays of light surged in, and roars rang out, but it was Jin Da Zhao and Fan Yun who attacked at the same time.
"Hmph, a bunch of ants who only know how to use wheel tactics." The Blood Puppet Poison Lord once again turned into a black mist and dispersed, not fighting head-on with the eight people.
Although he is a second-level supernatural power, he was seriously injured and his strength is far inferior to his peak. If he fights head-on, he is no match for eight people in a combined attack. Therefore, he relies on the various changes of his spiritual body to defeat them one by one.
However, the eight of them were not stupid, and they immediately guessed what he was thinking. After a while of scrambling, they finally stabilized their position under the tracking of Zhan Li's innate eye-opening eyes.
The innate real fire formed a scorching ring of fire, and the waves of fire rolled endlessly, forcing the Blood Puppet Poison Lord to reduce his fighting circle. Although he was very changeable, he was always seen through by Zhan Li, and he couldn't help but feel very annoyed.
On the ground, all Houtian disciples gathered together, watching the battle in the sky while guarding the surroundings.
Fortunately, the surroundings were quiet and no poisonous creatures took the opportunity to attack. In fact, the poisonous creatures were controlled by the Blood Puppet Poison Lord before they attacked. Now being surrounded by Xuan Lingzi and others, the Blood Puppet Poison Lord naturally could not be distracted.
"Senior sister, do you think we can do something like what we did just now?" Xia Chen watched the fight in the sky intently and said with deep feeling.
He didn't have the slightest favorable impression of the Xie Feng Sect. When he broke into Lieyunzi's cave that day, he was deeply impressed by the cruelty and viciousness of those Xie Feng Sect disciples. As the former founder of the Xie Feng Sect, this Blood Puppet Poison Lord acted more...
It's not that great, I can only use the word "devil" to describe it.
Chen Qiushui was stunned and said: "It's difficult. We can't get involved in the battle of the magical monks. It was actually a coincidence just now, but now the Blood Puppet Poison Lord is a body of spiritual thoughts, and he can come and go like lightning. Unless he is a magical monk, otherwise we can't do it at all.
It's impossible to capture his trajectory, we have no chance."
"He doesn't notice us, or he despises us. This is an opportunity. We can just wait and see!" Xia Chen's eyes flashed.
The thunder blow that everyone had just worked together gave him great confidence. Xia Chen had a feeling in his heart that maybe today, he could really shake this powerful Blood Puppet Poison Lord.
Chen Qiushui pondered, but his heart was pounding. Xia Chen was right, maybe there is a chance to do it again...
Suddenly, a gentle voice sounded: "Junior Brother Xia has a good idea. The combined strength of all our disciples is at least equivalent to two first-level magical monks. Moreover, Junior Brother Xia's Thunder Technique has a miraculous restraint effect on the Evil Wind Sect's Poison Technique, and is even more powerful.
Double it, and maybe it will be effective in one fell swoop.”
The two turned around and saw that the person speaking was none other than Xie Tianfeng. Seeing the two turning around, Xie Tianfeng smiled politely, revealing his snow-white teeth, which made people feel good.
"I also support Junior Brother Xia, and even if we can't attack, we won't lose anything. We can also create opportunities for Master and other seniors. It's better than just doing it now."
The soft whisper of the warbler sounded, and Yang Qianhui walked over. She twisted her waist perfectly. Even in this sinister environment, she could not hide her moving grace and amazing charm. It seemed that no matter how dangerous it was,
For Yang Qianhui, it was just a leisurely walk.
Chen Qiu Shui glanced at Yang Qianhui and said nothing, with a rather indifferent expression. Although Yang Qianhui used imagery on Xia Chen unintentionally, it also made Chen Qiu Shui feel a little grudge.
Yang Qianhui smiled slightly, as if she didn't care, and just looked at Xia Chen intently, with a pair of watery beautiful eyes that seemed to be full of affection, showing a strange color.
She originally didn't take Xia Chen to heart, thinking that Xia Chen, like everyone else, was unable to resist her charming image. However, when she saw Xia Chen break through the eighth level of the day after tomorrow and defeat Sun Huahua, this impression completely changed.
And when Xia Chen used the Palm of True Fire, gathered everyone's strength, and severely damaged the Blood Puppet Poison Lord, although Yang Qianhui was calm on the surface, there were huge ripples in her heart.
She had to admit that the young man in front of her was indeed enough to make her look at him differently. Even though she was the tenth level of acquired nature and the proud daughter of heaven, she was not proud at all in front of Xia Chen.
Of course, what Yang Qianhui values most is not what Xia Chen has shown now, but his potential. An acquired eighth-level disciple has such power. You can know what the future will be like by thinking about it. Such a person must not be dealt with.
It is better to make enemies than to make friends.
Xie Tianfeng naturally had the same thoughts, so the two of them immediately expressed their support to Xia Chen as a sign of friendship.
As the tenth level disciple of Hou Tian, and both of them are number one, the weight of the two of them is enough to represent all the disciples of Hou Tian under their sect.
Xia Chen could naturally see this and said hurriedly: "Thank you to Senior Sister Yang and Senior Brother Xie for their support. As long as we work together, we will definitely be able to help our elders."
After taking the Great Jade Pill, he adjusted his breathing for a while and returned to normal.
"Junior brother, you control the situation, we will obey your orders." Chen Qiushui didn't say much, stretched out his slender hand and put it on Xia Chen's back again.
Xie Tianfeng and Yang Qianhui also stretched out their palms and put them on Xia Chen's back. Then the three of them issued orders for other disciples to work together to help Xia Chen like they did the previous two times.
In the blink of an eye, Xia Chen was once again surrounded by the disciples, but this time, everyone did not transmit their true energy, but quietly waited for Xia Chen's order, getting ready to go.
Xia Chen looked at the sky intently, with a flash of snow in his hand that cracked the sky and was surrounded by sharp edges, ready to deliver the most powerful blow at any time.
In the sky, the Blood Puppet Poison Lord, Li Chendong and others could no longer see their shadows clearly. They could only hear the roars and deafening collisions. The dazzling innate fire formed into pieces of snow-white fire clouds, covering the surrounding black fog.
It evaporated into sheets of dense steam, and in the center of the fire cloud were endless bright brilliance and scattered sparks.
The earth is shaking, the sky is making loud noises, the clouds are drifting away, and the cracking wind is gathering.
Hou Tian's disciples watched quietly, with strange brilliance in their eyes. This was the power of the supernatural realm, which far exceeded the worldly realm and was the ultimate pursuit of their dreams.
Although the first-level monks with supernatural powers can levitate for a short time, they cannot fly. However, this distance does not affect the air combat at all. From time to time, figures fall from the sky and are ejected again. However, because the speed is too fast, the disciples cannot see clearly.
who.
After a while, the battle became more intense, and some of the magical monks began to suffer losses, but these were minor injuries and had little impact on the battle.