On the back of the yellow bird, Jiang Ming and others watched the collision between Cangsong and Puzhi.
Originally, Pu Zhi's cultivation level was far above the pines, but he was bitten by a seven-tailed centipede in order to save others.
The seven-tailed centipede is a strange poison in the world. It was originally a poison cultivated by the Poison God of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect. It is extremely poisonous and is as big as the palm of your hand. The most bizarre thing is that its tail has seven forks, and it looks like it has seven tails.
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Moreover, each one has its own color, each one is different and the colors are gorgeous, but the beauty is a bit scary.
Even if a strong person in the Shangqing Realm or even the Taiqing Realm is bitten by it, he will be severely injured.
Puzhi was bitten by it, so it would be difficult to suppress the spread of poison.
"Boom~"
The lightning and the Dharma collided.
Facing Cangsong's "Excalibur Thunder Control Technique", Pu Zhi, who was poisoned, was instantly injured.
Cangsong felt uncomfortable and spurted out a mouthful of blood, dyeing the veil red.
The two were injured at the same time and each flew back a certain distance.
Zhang Xiaofan on the side suddenly felt his heart beating suddenly, as if all the blood in his body was flowing backwards in an instant, his limbs were all weak and he couldn't breathe.
Just for a moment, the wind stopped and the thunder stopped, and the whole world stopped!
The moment the shock wave spread, Zhang Xiaofan's body flew backwards involuntarily.
In the dilapidated temple in Caomiao Village, the electric light and Buddha's light intertwined with each other, which was so brilliant that it was far better than the sun in the sky.
The entire grass temple fell apart under the impact of the energy, the house shattered, and rocks and bricks flew in all directions.
"That's it?"
Seeing the destructive power caused by the two people's ultimate moves, Jiang Ming was speechless.
The combat prowess shown by Puzhi and Cangsong is not much better than the Xiongba in the later stage of Grandmaster.
The scope of its destructive power is only a grass temple.
It can be said that apart from the fact that they can use magic weapons to fly, they are not much better than those warriors.
Even if you are approached by a master warrior, without the protection of a magic weapon, you will probably be killed in a few moves!
"Old bald donkey, you are cruel."
Below, seeing Puzhi taking one step ahead of himself to stabilize his figure, Cangsong had a hint of fear in his eyes, thought for a moment, turned around and fled.
"Aren't you going to take action?"
Little Dingmao asked.
"Not urgent."
Jiang Ming shook his head gently: "Let him run for a while."
Little Dingmao glanced at Jiang Ming: "What are you planning again? That old monk is dying, do you want to save him?"
Jiang Ming narrowed his eyes, then smiled and said: "Save him."
Although Puzhi is a bit deceitful, he is indeed an accomplished monk. Although in the end he massacred Caomiao Village due to his obsession, everything has not happened yet and can be rectified.
At the same time, Pu Zhi, who was seriously injured, slowly stood up and looked at the unconscious Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu with unsteady steps.
The poison of the seven-tailed centipede and the violent power of the Divine Sword's Thunder Control Art were corroding his body all the time, and every step he took would cause wounds.
Through the scorched and tattered monk's clothes, one could vaguely see that a black energy had surrounded Pu Zhi's chest, leaving only a small area around his heart untouched.
"Unexpectedly, the ghost doctor got it right. I still have to take his 'three-day death pill'."
Puzhi gave a bitter smile, stretched out his hand to fumble in his arms, and fumbled with his trembling hands for a long time before he slowly took out a red pill.
At this moment, the little cat flashed behind Puzhi and slapped Puzhi on the body.
"you……"
"Calm your mind and calm your mind."
Xiao Dingmao used his abundant real energy to stabilize Pu Zhi's injuries.
Puzhi was frightened at first, thinking that someone with evil ways was secretly ruthless, but he could feel the injuries and poison being suppressed, so he let them do what they did, uttered the word "Thank you", and stabilized his mind to heal his wounds.
Although he was ready to die, he might as well not die.
After suppressing Pu Zhi's injuries, Xiaodingmao took out a blood bodhi and handed it to Pu Zhi: "Master, this is the blood bodhi. Taking it should suppress the poison in your body."
"Thank you, little friend."
Looking at the strange fruit handed over by Xiao Dingmao, Puzhi had no doubts. After all, based on his situation just now, if he met a bad person, he could be killed with just one palm, and there was no need to spend his energy to heal him.
After taking the Blood Bodhi, I felt a warm current pouring into my limbs and bones. Puzhi's pale face suddenly gained a bit of blood, and the black energy in his chest quickly disappeared.
[This fruit is so miraculous. It not only has the effect of healing wounds, but also relieves the poison of the seven-tailed centipede. It also improves my skills. This is a big favor!]
After taking Blood Bodhi, Puzhi's injuries were mostly healed, and his skills were still somewhat improved. Although he was overjoyed, he couldn't help but feel that he was well-deserved.
"Amitabha!"
Pu Zhi chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice and asked: "I dare to ask, little friend, are you a disciple of Qingyun sect?"
Little Ding Mao: "I am a disciple of the Shushan Sect. Ding Mao Mao is not a disciple of the Qingyun sect. I came here with my senior brother to discuss Taoism in Qingyun. When I saw someone fighting, I rushed over."
[Shushan sect? Ding Xiaomao?]
Pu Zhi thought about the cultivation sects in the world, but he had never heard of the name Shushan.
Judging from the energy that the other party used to heal his wounds, his cultivation level is better than his own, so he shouldn't be an unknown person!
Xiao Dingmao has cultivated to the mystic realm and transformed into a human form. Even ordinary wisdom cannot detect any abnormality.
He had no idea that the weak-headed boy in front of him was actually a glutton who had lived for endless years.
The conversation was divided into two parts, just when Xiao Dingmao and Puzhi were chatting.
The pines on the other side are in terrible shape!
After Cangsong escaped some distance, Jiang Ming began to set off slowly.
There are not many practitioners in the Zhuxian world who can release their spiritual consciousness, so they are unable to detect crises far away.
At this time, Cangsong had been injured by Puzhi, his strength was greatly reduced, and he did not realize that the crisis was approaching.
After escaping for a certain distance, Cangsong took off his black clothes, revealing a Taoist robe, and put away the magic weapon.
Especially the "Poisonous Blood Flag", which is a magic weapon made by Cangsong Taoist with more than 300 human lives to hide his own cultivation. It can release the Poisonous Blood Corpse King.
If this thing is brought to Qingyunmen, it will be easily discovered by others.
As for magic weapons such as space rings, they don't exist in the Zhuxian world at all. Only some of the magical weapons that have been sacrificed and refined can be stored in the body.
Cangsong changed his clothes and had not walked a few steps when he heard a loud shout.
"Demon cult monster, where are you going?"
As soon as the sound reached his ears, Cangsong was frightened and wanted to kill someone.
Turning around suddenly, he saw an outstanding young man flying towards him with a kick. The figure arrived in an instant, accompanied by bursts of thunder.
What Jiang Ming used was the thunderous movement in "Wind God Legs", but he added the "Thunder Method" to increase the speed, sparking and lightning all the way!
Cangsong turned around and suddenly saw a killing move coming. He quickly stepped back and with a stroke of his hands, a green shadow of the Tai Chi diagram appeared.
"boom!"
Cangsong's response was not untimely.
But given the disparity in strength, it is ultimately difficult to match.
The defense formed by the Tai Chi diagram collapsed at the first touch, and then Cangsong's lower abdomen was kicked by a kick with the power of thunder. The whole person flew dozens of meters away and broke a big tree.
The power of thunder was constantly destroying his body.
Realizing that the danger was approaching, Cangsong spat out a mouthful of old blood, stood up in embarrassment, and said at the same time: "Fellow Taoist! I am Cangsong Taoist, the leader of Longshou Peak in Qingyunmen, and I am here to deal with... the evil demon. You fight, fellow Taoist."
Wrong person!"
"That's right!"
Jiang Ming didn't give the other party a chance to defend himself. He immediately stepped forward and gathered lightning in his left hand: "You monster, don't make any excuses. I just saw you attack Puzhi Divine Monk of Tianyin Temple with my own eyes. Don't think you're pretending to be Senior Cangsong.