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Chapter 2082 The End

"The old poisonous insect's 'Toad Immortal Skill' is more domineering than before."

Fu Chen narrowed his eyes slightly and murmured to himself.

At this moment, he was activating the "Thousand Planes Diagram" with his left hand and controlling the "Nine Palaces of Dust Array" with his right hand. He was dealing with Mo Taisui and Du Jiu at the same time, and he had already activated his magic power to the extreme.

But he didn't expect Poisonous Dove to have such a method, bypassing all layers of his own defenses and letting the Poisonous Toad appear directly above his head!

Seeing the toad's phantom opening its mouth and about to swallow him, Fu Chen suddenly recited a mantra silently, and then his pupils suddenly shrank, faintly revealing a pale golden light!

If someone stood in front of him and observed carefully, they would find that countless words appeared in Fu Chen's eyes!

These words were simple and elegant, all in the color of pure gold, and they danced in his eyes.

"Thousands of opportunities are transformed, and everything returns to its original state!"

Suddenly, he heard a soft chant, and golden words flew out from Fu Chen's eyes, soaring into the sky like stars, spontaneously arranging and combining, like a long scroll.

Of course, this scroll is not an entity, it is purely composed of golden words, with as many as a million words!

The toad's phantom opened its mouth wide and spewed out a billowing cloud of poison, but it was quickly resolved by these strange words. Not a single wisp of the poisonous cloud could cross the defense line.

At the same time, the "scroll" composed of these words quickly fell on the toad, wrapping it around it for more than three times. The toad's shadow immediately let out a strange cry, and its breath weakened rapidly!

"How can it be?"

When Du Jiu saw this scene from a distance, his expression changed greatly.

Since his battle with Shen Nong Tuo, he has improved the "Toad Immortal Technique" and turned the tangible into the intangible. Since then, its power has greatly increased, and ordinary means cannot break it.

He was also full of confidence, thinking that no one in the entire Antarctic Immortal Continent could crack this trick except Emperor Zangtian and Linghu Bai.

But I didn’t expect that the person in front of me could actually do this!

"This is indeed a Confucian magical power, but why have I never seen it before? Could it be that this old boy created it himself?"

Dujiu's heart was filled with shock and uncertainty, but he knew that he must not show any cowardice at such a critical moment, so while resisting the siege of the puppets, he was running the Toad Immortal Skill with all his strength, injecting a steady stream of mana into it, hoping to compete with Fu Chen.

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As the poisonous dove technique was running, the toad's phantom was also roaring continuously.

Powerful power emanates from its body, triggering poisonous clouds around it, forming patches of poisonous spots attached to the surface of the text, trying to corrode these strange words.

However, no matter how hard Poisonous Dove tried, the toad shadow could not break free from the shackles of words.

Not only was he unable to break free, there were more and more words surrounding him, and the golden light gradually became thicker, disintegrating the nearby poisonous cloud bit by bit!

The toad struggled hard, but it was as if it was tied by a rope. The golden words surrounded it and circled its body three times, imprisoning it so that it could not move and could only let out an unwilling roar.

After a moment of stalemate like this, Poisonous Dove suddenly groaned and spat out a mouthful of blood.

He staggered a few steps, his face was pale, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

"You old man, you actually broke my spell!"

At this moment, Poisonous Dove can no longer feel the presence of Toad, and the connection between the two has completely disappeared!

No wonder he was so frightened. You must know that the "toad" floating in the air now is not a spiritual beast, but a mana condensed by him. In order to fight against Fu Chen, he just poured most of his mana into it, thinking that it would cause

He was about to die, but he didn't expect that his roots would be destroyed by the other party.

Now, he has completely lost contact with the toad, and most of the mana he just injected into it has been blocked by golden words and cannot return to his body.

The offensive and defensive momentum has completely changed!

Fu Chen didn't hesitate at all, he lifted the silk thread with his right hand, pushed all the puppets to the extreme, and launched a fierce attack on Poisonous Dove with the "Nine Palaces of Dust Formation".

If it were Poisonous Dove in its heyday, dealing with this Confucian formation and puppets, although it would not be easy to get out of trouble, it would not be defeated.

But he had just fought with Fu Chen, and most of his mana had been locked up. Now he was at his weakest. Looking at the machine puppets that were besieging him from all directions, a trace of fear could not help but appear in his old eyes.

"Damn it!"

Poisonous Dove roared angrily and pinched the magic formula in his hand.

A green giant python emerged from behind him, and opened its mouth to swallow dozens of puppets rushing in front. At the same time, Poisonous Dove shot his palms continuously, and the poisonous cloud condensed into hundreds of palm prints of different sizes.

, and beat wildly around.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A series of loud noises were heard, hundreds of puppets were corroded by his strange poison, problems occurred in the operation of the mechanisms, and the speed of movement gradually became slower.

But Fu Chen controlled more than a thousand puppets. Even if the puppets in the front row were smashed, the puppets in the back still moved forward bravely.

These puppets used the "Nine Palaces of Dust Array" to continuously neutralize Poisonous Dove's magic power, and continued to do so, gradually suppressing his aura and leaving him trapped in the quagmire.

"It's not a good idea to go on like this."

Poisonous Dove found that the circle surrounded by the puppets was getting smaller and smaller. He was inside it, as if he was facing an endless tide. Wave after wave of attacks made him breathless, and he almost exposed his flaws several times!

Suddenly, dozens of puppets broke through Poison Cloud's blockade at the same time and launched a fierce attack on him.

Poisonous Dove had no choice but to dodge, but before he could regain his footing, hundreds of puppets broke through the blockade behind him. The auras of these puppets were connected and condensed into a colorful long sword, which was slashed behind him!

This sword was a killing move that Fu Chen had planned for a long time and carefully planned. When the poisonous dove fight reached this point, it was already at the end of its crossbow and there was no way to avoid it!

Sure enough, Poisonous Dove was slashed across the back with a long knife, and blood spattered in an instant!

Although he was not dead, his breath weakened rapidly at this moment, and he was obviously seriously injured.

Poisonous Dove's eyes showed fear for the first time.

Without thinking, he waved his sleeves and saw the glow above his head surge, and a moment later a dark green pagoda appeared.

Du Jiu's natal magic weapon is the "Linglong Tower of Ten Thousand Poisons". Unfortunately, in the battle with Shennong Tuo, the magic weapon was destroyed by the opponent. He has always been worried about this.

It was not until later that he joined Tiangong City and obtained various rare materials with the help of the Buried Emperor. Dujiu finally refining this magic weapon. Although its offensive capabilities were not as good as before, its defensive capabilities were greatly enhanced.

At this moment, Poisonous Jiu was at the end of his crossbow, so he sacrificed the "Ten Thousand Poisons Exquisite Tower" without even thinking about it.

I saw his body flash and turned into a ray of light and penetrated into the tower. He turned into a coward and ignored everything in the outside world!

Fu Chen saw this scene from a distance and immediately mobilized the remaining puppets to launch a fierce attack on the pagoda.

However, the tenacity of the "Ten Thousand Poisons Exquisite Tower" exceeded his imagination. It withstood the fierce attacks of more than 700 puppets and actually remained motionless in place, seemingly without any scars!

"The old poisonous insect has turned into an old turtle!"

Fu Chen laughed heartily, with a sarcastic look in his eyes.

But he just laughed twice, suddenly coughed, spit out a large mouthful of blood, and his face became much pale.

It turns out that Fu Chen was also unknowingly poisoned by the Poison Saint!

And it wasn't just the poison. Ever since those millions of golden words flew out of his eyes, he had become much older, and his body had become more stooped, covered in skin and bones, like dry wood.

Obviously, the cost of using this secret technique is not trivial. For Fu Chen, it means hurting the enemy a thousand times and damaging himself eight hundred!

"Well"

Fu Chen swallowed the blood in his mouth and thought to himself: "I still underestimated the old poisonous insect, and I haven't fully understood the 'Secret Text of Heaven's Secret'. Forcibly using it will cause great damage to me. Since the old poisonous insect has turned into a turtle with its head reduced, Fu Chen swallowed the blood in his mouth.

, then I will refine Mo Taisui first, and as long as I get rid of one of them, I will be invincible."

Thinking of this, Fu Chen still controlled all the puppets and launched a fierce attack on the "Ten Thousand Poisons Exquisite Tower" where Du Jiu was hiding, in order to prevent him from coming out to rescue Mo Taisui.

At the same time, he poured most of his mana into the "Thousand Planes Map", and the world inside the map became more and more dangerous. Every plant, tree, flower and leaf became a fatal move at this moment.

Although Mo Taisui's true energy is powerful, the world in the picture is constrained by the general trend of heaven and earth, and he cannot even exert 30% of his magical power. He can only hold on and hope that Poisonous Dove will come to rescue him.

But he didn't know that Du Jiu had become a turtle and couldn't even protect himself. How could he have the energy to save him?

After waiting for a long time, there was no support from Poisonous Dove, and the world in the picture became more and more dangerous!

Mo Taisui was injured in many places. The more he fought, the more exhausted he became. He couldn't help but feel a sense of despair in his heart. He thought to himself: "As expected of one of the Nine Saints, his magical power is far beyond my imagination. It seems that I was reckless this time."

"Emperor Burying Heaven, Emperor Burying Heaven, you asked Mr. Du and me to carry out this mission. Did you make a miscalculation? Or did Mr. Du and I actually become your abandoned sons?"

Fu Chen didn't know these thoughts of Mo Taisui.

At this moment, he was focused on nothing but casting spells with all his strength!

Fu Chen fought one against two and defeated the two great saints in Tiangong City. Although he had the upper hand, the losses to himself were considerable.

By this time, it has become a competition of endurance.

Although the Second Saint of Poison Martial Arts was not feeling well, Fu Chen himself looked haggard and pale. Now it was up to him to see who would run out of mana first!

Whether Fu Chen refined Mo Taisui first and then suppressed Du Jiu; or whether he was unable to support himself and was escaped by Mo Tai Sui and Du Jiu will determine the life or death of the three people.

Time passes little by little, and the three saints are gritting their teeth and holding on!

At this moment, an inconspicuous creature on the chessboard screamed.

But it is the mount that Poison Dove left on the chessboard!

This dark green toad is the descendant of the "Ten Thousand Poison Toad" that was killed by Shennong Tuo. Because of its special physique, it was selected by Poison Dove and cultivated using secret methods.

However, its aura is only about the level of the Transformation Tribulation Realm, making it insignificant in this battle between the Three Saints.

No one took it seriously, including Poison Dove himself, and he didn't think this mount could help.

But at this anxious moment, the poisonous toad screamed and slowly opened its mouth.

A wisp of black smoke emerged from its mouth, rising into the sky, changing continuously in the process, and finally turned into a big black hand!

Fu Chen was currently fighting to the death with Mo Taisui and Du Jiu. When he glanced out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly noticed something strange.

"This is."

He widened his eyes and stared at the black palm flying towards him.

This palm grew larger and larger as it flew, gradually covering hundreds of miles in radius, blocking out the sky and the sun, and shrouding it with clouds!

If you observe carefully, you will find that there are dense runes carved on the palms and fingers. These runes are combined together and criss-crossed, like meridians.

The surging demonic energy is flowing in these meridians!

Fu Chen's consciousness suddenly fell into a trance. He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked into the distance, as if he saw a figure behind the big black hand.

That was an arrogant figure standing with his hands behind his back!

His aura is extremely tyrannical, and he looks down upon the world and regards all people as stupid dogs.

"Bury the Heavenly Emperor!"

Fu Chen gritted his teeth and slowly spit out three words.

His consciousness has gradually recovered, and his eyes have gradually become clearer. If you look carefully, there is no one behind the big black hand.

But Fu Chen already knew that this was the way to bury the Emperor of Heaven!

This person acted impeccably. On the surface, he asked the two saints of Du Wu to come and arrest him, but secretly he left a magical power in the body of Du Jiu's mount. If the two saints were in a deadlock, this magical power would be triggered, just to be sure!

Looking at the entire Antarctic Immortal Continent, the only one who can do this is the Burying Emperor!

The timing of launching his magical power was just right. At this moment, Fu Chen suppressed Mo Taisui and Du Jiu by himself. His own magic power had been exhausted to the extreme, and he no longer had any energy left to deal with this big black hand.

Looking at the clouds getting closer and closer, Fu Chen suddenly sighed and a wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Emperor Buried Heaven, Emperor Buried Heaven, although I know your existence, this is the first time I have seen your methods. It seems Xiaobai did not lie to me. Once he leaves, no one in the entire Antarctic Immortal Continent can do anything to you."

For some reason, when he saw the big hand falling, there was no panic in his eyes, but a sense of relief.

"It has been 180,000 years, and I have fulfilled my promise back then and never set foot here."

"Now, I'm tired too."

Just when the entire Shuiyue Cave was on the verge of being shattered, Liang Yan, who was in the "Nine Layers of Immortal Palace", had no idea.

At this moment, his whole body was covered in blood and flesh, at least half of his body was shattered, the meridians in his body were damaged, and his internal organs were all mutilated.

hold head high!

Suddenly I heard the cry of a phoenix, and a fire shot into the sky in the distance.

The prison-suppressing fire phoenix hangs alone in the sky, and every feather on its body is shining with scorching brilliance. Its powerful true spiritual power makes people dare not look directly at it!

It had just hit Liang Yan hard, but now it stopped where it was and did not attack immediately.

The phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, seeming a little confused.

The man in front of me has been killed countless times. Although the blood and essence of the immortal dragon can revive him, the heartbreaking pain is unavoidable.

This kind of pain is more severe than the torture in the ghost prison, and it is continuous torture. Most people would have collapsed long ago.

However, Liang Yan's eyes were still clear.

He supported his broken body, straightened his waist with all his strength, looked at each other with the prison-suppressing fire phoenix in the distance, and suddenly grinned.

"Come on, you can't beat me."


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