"I see that even if he swallowed the medicine and practiced his internal energy, the wounds on his body still cannot be healed. It is the stage where the power of the medicine and the toxicity are in a stalemate. The result should be seen within thirty breaths."
One of them replied.
"The situation on 'Old Man Long Jiao''s side is not very good either, especially Fellow Daoist Xi Ye."
The third elder of the "Four-eared Ape Tribe" was half hunched over with a gleam in his eyes, and no one knew what he was thinking.
He is a close friend of "Old Man Long Jiao", but there are the Demon Guards here, and the formation restrictions on the stone platform have been activated, so he has no way to help.
Now Xi Ye was holding his neck with one hand and holding a small jade bottle with the other hand, pouring some spiritual liquid into his mouth while shaking it.
His usually rock-steady figure now swayed from side to side as if drunk, moving unsteadily in a small area.
Jiao Wuxing covered his head with his hands, his body was covered with red spots, and his face was distorted and hideous.
"In a drug fight, life and death often happen in a split second, and it's hard to judge the situation on both sides!"
The last alien Jindan spoke, and everyone fell silent for a moment after hearing his words.
They have been dealing with the "Ghost Dragon Clan" for a long time, and they have great faith in the detoxification pills they refine.
But now it seems that the little-known Zhang Ming seems to have caused a lot of trouble to the "Ghost Dragon Clan".
"Masters, can you see any signs? I think 'Old Man Long Jiao' is about to successfully detoxify."
Xie Fengkai on the other side was good at fighting for life and death, and he had always been very disdainful of such insidious means. After watching for a while, he felt bored.
But I still feel that except for the "Old Man Longjiao", the other three look like they are about to die at any time.
“Amitabha, this is hard to say. The danger of poison fighting lies not on the surface. It is impossible to be sure until the last moment.
Don’t think that the ‘Old Man Long Jiao’ is the most calm now, but I can feel that his soul power cannot be condensed, as if it has been greatly affected. ”
Master Wanxiang replied, and golden runes faintly flowed in his eyes as he spoke.
"Brother has used the power of the Six Channels, so what he saw must be true."
Seeing his senior brother speak, Wan Zang on the side did not answer. He did not have the profound magical powers of Wanxiang, and had not yet reached the realm of the six supernatural powers and ten powers of Buddhism.
He has only cultivated the supernatural powers of the three bodies, four wisdoms, and five eyes, so he is still unable to see the condition of other people's souls.
In fact, Wanxiang had only just stepped into the "Six Supernatural Powers" not long ago, and had only made a small progress in his practice, and had only glimpsed a glimpse of the true meaning of "clairvoyance".
As for the "clairaudience", "knowledge of other people's minds", "knowledge of past lives", "knowledge of divine realms" and "knowledge of the end of all defilements", they are impossible to comprehend at all.
Therefore, he could only vaguely see some abnormalities in other people's souls, and this was when the souls of others were in relatively severe turmoil.
But just this ability to see into people's souls is enough to make people terrified.
Just as everyone below was constantly speculating, something unexpected suddenly happened on the stage. Following a loud shout from "Old Man Long Jiao", Jiao Wuxing, who had a slightly lower cultivation level, suddenly let out a scream that pierced through gold and tore silk.
Under everyone's disbelieving gazes, three streams of blood mist rose into the sky from his head and turned into blood arrows that shot out.
Because a large amount of spiritual power was accumulated in the temples on both sides and the Baihui acupoint on the top of the head, Jiao Wuxing, who was suffering from a splitting headache, repeatedly activated the spiritual power in Dantian, allowing the spiritual power to wrap around the medicinal power of "Shuiluo Shi" and flow upwards.
He attempted to use the power of medicine to remove the poisonous gas around the major acupoints in order to restore the circulation of his spiritual energy. However, after the power of his medicine reached his head, it disappeared at the speed of snow melting in the scorching sun.
At the same time, since most of the medicinal power of "Shui Luo Shi" was gathered in his head, the counteracting and suppressing force in other parts of the body immediately weakened.
The skin that had stung him like a bee sting began to burn and hurt severely, and in an instant his body felt like it had entered a boiling oil pan.
This made his already uncontrollable pain even more unbearable, and the symptoms became more and more intense.
In just a moment, Jiao Wuxing looked the most ferocious among the three.
The red spots on the entire body have connected into one, and then formed large red blisters. As soon as the blisters were formed, they burst one after another, and yellow pus flowed out.
The pus soaked his black clothes in an instant, turning them into yellow-green clothes. A foul odor spread around him, making people want to vomit.
Jiao Wuxing's body was shaking uncontrollably as red blisters burst, and his temples and head were bulging.
At this time, it was as if he had grown long horns, and his entire body began to fall into a state of disintegration of consciousness.
At this time, the "Old Man Longjiao" on the side shouted urgently.
"Wu Xing, open your mouth!"
As he spoke, he flicked his finger and ejected a yellow pill.
His loud shout made Jiao Wuxing, who was already in a daze from the pain, regain consciousness for a moment. He subconsciously opened his mouth, and a yellow light rushed into his mouth.
But just as the yellow light was about to enter the mouth, "Bang, bang, bang!" three loud explosions rang out almost at the same moment, and Jiao Wuxing's head with his mouth wide open suddenly exploded into a ball of blood mist.
The yellow light passed through the blood mist, turned into a black dot and shot into the distance.
As the head exploded, Jiao Wuxing's entire body was like a string of lit firecrackers, and the large red spots and blisters on his body burst even faster.
When a body loses control of spiritual power, a piece of flesh and blood will disappear with every bursting of a bubble.
Jiao Wuxing's body was like a huge rock buried in the sand. At this moment, it seemed as if blown by a gust of wind. The white bones were constantly losing flesh and blood, and the white color was exposed little by little.
More and more white skeletons appeared and quickly connected into one piece. The hard white skeletons only lasted for a while before quickly darkening and melting.
A green dot the size of a bean shot out directly from Jiao Wuxing's festering abdomen, passed through the heavy blood mist in the explosion, and flew away into the distance.
All of this happened so fast that by the time everyone reacted, they saw a headless body in front of them rapidly "weathering". "The indestructible body of a Jindan cultivator is... destroyed?"
"With a mid-stage Jindan cultivation and all-powerful magic, he is actually unable to resist this poison. The poison technique is truly vicious..."
"This poison is really powerful..."
“… … ”
Various thoughts and emotions of disbelief arose in everyone's mind, and a chill rose from the bottom of their hearts.
They looked at each other and saw a hint of fear in their eyes. If this fight were to happen to them, the outcome might be the same.
In particular, there are cultivators in the early stage of the Golden Core here. They all know that although the body of the "Ghost Dragon Clan" is not as hard as diamond, it is one of the most difficult to destroy, because the body of dragons and snakes is famous for its toughness.
What's more, Jiao Wuxing is a powerful cultivator in the middle stage of the Golden Core. If a real fight breaks out, how many people here dare to say that they can kill the other party
But it was quickly destroyed.
Su Yuan and Xie Tongyi were both dumbfounded. From the information they got from the sect, this Elder Zhang was actually related to poison.
Isn't he just good at close combat? But now, in less than ten breaths, a mid-stage Jindan cultivator had his body completely destroyed by him, and could only escape from the magic core.
The third elder of the “Four-eared Ape Tribe” who was half hunched over just said “This poison is very powerful…”, but the next moment, something even more powerful happened.
On the platform, “Old Man Long Jiao” saw that his elixir penetrated a blood mist.
He reacted very quickly, suppressing the feeling of his soul drifting away. He took a deep breath to suppress the turbulent soul in his body, and in a flash he was beside Xi Ye.
He grabbed the female cultivator who was staggering and gasping for breath in a small area, and floated away to the far end of the platform. He had already sensed the danger brought by the spreading blood mist.
All he could do was to take Xi Ye away from the area affected by Jiao Wuxing's flesh and blood explosion.
As soon as they left the spot, the blood mist on Jiao Wuxing on the other side spread to the place where they had stood before.
At the same time, a green light burst out of his belly. It was Jiao Wuxing's magic core. Jiao Wuxing's face was reflected on the magic core, and he looked extremely frightened.
However, as soon as the magic core passed through the blood mist, it was covered with a layer of blood mist. The blood mist quickly gathered and immediately condensed into a layer of fine red spots, wrapping it layer by layer.
The bean-sized magic core suddenly mutated again, and a sharp scream was heard from Jiao Wuxing.
"No!".
Then, the magic core that was still flying suddenly fell powerlessly onto the platform, and everything happened without any warning.
The moment the magic core fell on the platform, like a drop of broken water, a small amount of green liquid flowed out and soaked the surface of the boulder.
"So... even... even the magic core has been corroded... and emptied?"
Xie Fengkai no longer put his hands behind his back, but stared with his eyes wide open, and suddenly turned his head to look at Zhang Ming, who was sitting cross-legged and shaky on the other side, with great admiration.
The magic core is the same as the golden elixir. It condenses the essence of a cultivator's cultivation. Even lightning and electric chisels can hardly have any effect on it.
But Jiao Wuxing's magic core was as fragile as a drop of water.
"Even if Zhang Ming died, it would be worth it. At least he has found someone to take his life with him, and that person is a cultivator with a higher realm and cultivation than him.
Although the 'Falling Star Valley' is quite famous, their ability to refine poison pills has never been well known. Are they hiding their strength, or are they keeping it for their own use as a trump card
I remembered that twenty years ago, four sects invaded the 'Falling Star Valley'. Although most of the news said that they joined forces with the 'Green Wind Sect' and the 'Six Pan Palace' to destroy the four sects headed by the 'Splitting Wind Clan'.
But there is also news that "Falling Star Valley" first severely damaged the golden elixir of at least two tribes on its own, and then joined forces with others. Now thinking back, this news is possible.
If Falling Star Valley can get hold of their expertise in making poison, then they can really achieve the effect of a surprise attack and a counterattack.”
"Amitabha! Well done! Well done!"
Seeing that Jiao Wuxing had died in just ten breaths, the two monks Wanxiang and Wanzang looked solemn. They could not help but clasp their palms together and chant the Buddha's name.
This is how a poison fight works. Even for cultivators of the same level, life and death can happen in a flash.
If it is a real fight, at their level, unless the gap between the two sides is too great, they can only injure the other side.
On the other side, several cultivators who came with the "Ghost Dragon Clan" were surprised, and each had different thoughts.
"The human monks are extremely vicious. This time when we return, we must unite with other races to suppress them. We cannot let them show any signs of rising again..."
"Fellow Daoist Jiao... just... died?"
"I've never heard of this kind of poisoning symptom. If I could buy this pill from 'Falling Star Valley'...
No, I have to contact them soon. Even if Zhang Ming dies, I have to contact the 'Falling Star Valley' store..."
On the platform, just as "Old Man Longjiao" put down Xi Ye in his hand, he heard a dying scream from behind him and turned around in shock.
The next moment, his eyes turned red.
What came into view was that even the skeleton had melted away, leaving only 30% of the flesh. A little further away on the ground was a small pool of dark green stone, which still emitted the residual scent of the magic core.
"No behavior!"
The dizziness in the head of "Old Man Long Jiao" became more severe, his steps began to stagger, and his body was shaking and trembling.