The Immortal’s Poison

Chapter 67: Drought

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Almost at the same time, everyone hit someone, and everyone was beaten. There was a series of explosions from the collision of magical powers and the surge of power, including Amitabha, Infinite Life, and OMG...

A group of people fell to the ground together. WWw!QuanBen-XiaoShuo!COm A large piece of the masonry floor of the pedestrian street was smashed.

Wen Leyang clenched his fists into a sky hammer and hit the fifth brother on the back of the heart; the fifth brother's heavy fist like a mountain hit the Shili Chanyuan seat and the great monk Xizhi in mid-air; the Buddhist demon-conquering handprint held by the monk was embedded in the Short winter melon Le Yang Wen's chest; short winter melon Le Yang Wen's bald-haired pen hit the Taoist Goose and Sheep's shoulder without mercy; San Tong Zhenren's magical power of laughter was completely absorbed into the ugly Han Qin Zhui's body. On the right rib: Qin Zhui's sword struck the great monk Xizhi's chest with the power of heaven and earth.

The great monk Xizhi suffered more and suffered two blows.

Wen Leyang didn't know who received a heavy blow, and he fell to the ground with the others. He was a little puzzled. Logically speaking, no one should have hit him.

Almost everyone hit someone else while being beaten, and their strength was greatly reduced at the most critical moment. The pain was enough, but the injuries were not too serious. Each screamed strangely and jumped up again, pieces of rags flying with the momentum of their jump...

Wen Leyang, Qin Zhui, Fifth Brother, Leyang Wen, Monk Xizhi, and Master Santong are all good players in the path of cultivation in terms of strength. The power in their magical fists and feet is abundant. Although their bodies are strong enough, they are not beaten after being beaten. After that, I could barely support it, but my clothes couldn't hold it anymore. Only the front of Wu Ge's shirt was left, Le Yangwen exposed his chest covered with black hair, Santong Zhenren's Taoist robe became a waistcoat, and the right half of the ugly Han Qin Zhui's body was It was completely charred, and Wen Leyang still didn't know who hit him. Only the collar and sleeves of the brand-name shirt he bought a few days ago were left, and he looked like a waiter in a gay bar.

The great monk Xizhi received two blows. His pants and monk's robe were completely shattered by the huge force, and he was running naked.

After the six people jumped up, they were all stunned, a little unsure who to hit.

Wen Leyang felt uncomfortable in his heart. He had just struck Lei Xinsha into the air with a single thought. As a result, not only did they fail to overwhelm Fifth Brother and Short Winter Melon, but they also attracted an even more fierce attack. If the great monk Xizhi hadn't suddenly appeared, his life would have been sealed by now, and Xiao Yi and others behind him might not have been spared either. . Narrow teeth and red eyes stared at the short Donggua Leyang Wen and Fifth Brother, the owner of the porcelain shop.

He was originally a fledgling and honest young man. Although he had experienced a lot in the past, either the enemy and the enemy were clearly distinguishable, like the baby face encountered in the red leaf forest. Either you die or I die, and there was nothing to worry about; or there were old Jianghu around him. There is no need to think too much about whether you take action or fight desperately. This time, you are trapped in a situation where it is difficult to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy. A moment of weakness almost led to disaster.

Just when six people were confronting each other. Suddenly there was a sound of clothes hanging next to Wen Leyang. A smiling voice asked: "Wen Leyang. Where is the fight?"

Liu Zheng, the young leader of the Kunlun Sect. Still wearing the same sportswear as last night. Big red ground. It looks very happy.

Wen Leyang didn't need to look back. Knowing who is coming: "Why are you here?"

Liu Zheng shrugged his shoulders: "The movement here is earth-shattering. How could I not come and take a look." As he spoke, his face suddenly became shocked. Looking at the naked monk Xizhi: "Master, are you... coming and going without any worries?"

Xizhi snorted angrily: "It's so hot!"

Liu Zheng laughed. I went to say hello to Master Santong again. The three Taoist sects of the Five Blessed Lands have deep roots. They call each other senior brother and junior brother. He seemed extremely familiar.

Le Yangwen used Ghost Crying Wind, and Wen Leyang used Thunder Heart Sha. The huge movement almost immediately alerted the other monks who were investigating the Ling Yuan shock in Shanghai. Liu Zheng was the fastest to move. Came quickly.

As soon as he said these few words, the sound of his clothes ripping through the air began to rise again. Two experts sent to Shanghai by Yizigong and Eyangdao also came.

When the two masters saw the formation in front of them, they were stunned for a moment, and then jumped down. The disciple of Eyang Dao bowed respectfully to Santong, and then stood beside Santong.

The master of Yizigong nodded kindly to Wen Leyang, grabbed it in the air and pulled out a bright silver long stick, firmly guarding it in front of Wen Leyang's upper body, glaring at Short Winter Melon and Fifth Brother with piercing eyes. Yizigong didn't know why he wanted to marry his daughter to the Wen family, but now he was so close to Wen Bucao that he seemed to be part of the same family.

Qin Zhui saw more and more people, his face lit up with excitement, he waved the Tang Dao in his hand, and said, "Let's fight!"

Wen Leyang knew that he was a martial arts fanatic and ignored him. He wanted to filter out the situation in front of him. The experts from the Great Mercy Temple and Yizigong should be helping him sincerely. Liu Zheng, the young master of Kunlun Dao, didn't know why he wanted to go there. In this pool of muddy water, the two Taoist priests of Eyang Road must have their own goals; Qin Zhui just came to join in the fun in the name of keeping his word.

The most terrible thing is Fifth Brother and Leyang Wen. One of the two is involved in the whereabouts of Master Chang Li, and the other ancestor is Tuo Xie's best friend. Now Wen Leyang wants to talk to them, but they are obsessed with getting his Life.

Dwarf Winter Melon's eyes gradually became gloomy. After thinking about it for a while, he suddenly said to Fifth Brother inexplicably: "Fifth Brother, this is not the solution, I have to rely on you."

Fifth brother gave him a strange look, actually showed a wry smile, and murmured: "What a ****!"

Short winter melon Leyang Wen also shook his head with a wry smile, actually put away his bald brush and backed away with his hands behind his back.

The real person wearing an apricot yellow waistcoat and three-way saw Leyang Wen step away, raised his arms to guide his flying sword, and laughed angrily: "Don't run away, dwarf..." Before he could finish his words, a puff of blood suddenly flew up, The fifth brother suddenly appeared beside him out of nowhere, stretched out his hands and grabbed both of Santong's arms.

Then there was a sharp click followed by San Tong's half-scream. Fifth Brother unexpectedly broke off two forearms from San Tong's body. San Tong rolled his eyes and fainted from the pain. He was flying around in the sky. The flying sword that was cruising and showing off its power also fell to the ground helplessly like a dead fish.

Wen Leyang was shocked. He and Fifth Brother fought for a long time. He knew that the opponent's strength was much higher than his own, but he would never be so strong that he could tear off Santong's arms as soon as he stretched out his hand.

The disciple of the Eyang Dao who was following Santong never expected that such a thing would happen. He jumped up high and cursed with his eyes cracked: "Death to you evildoer!" As he said this, he opened his arms and moved around. The flying swords with strong handles were held in their tails, and they roared and drew a sharp arc in the sunlight. Go straight after Fifth Brother.

The young master of Kunlun Dao, Liu Zheng, also had a sudden change of expression, and exclaimed: "No!" As he said that, he turned over and jumped, not towards the fifth brother, but towards the Goose and Sheep disciples in the air, who had just jumped up. A dazzling blood burst out in the sky again. Mr. Wen Le didn't even notice how powerful the fifth brother was. His men suddenly appeared next to the Goose and Sheep disciples who had just arrived, completely ignoring the four swords filled with cold light. With a flying sword and a wave of the ghost's claws, the disciple was cut into four pieces!

The fifth brother raised his hand and seriously injured Master Santong, and then chopped the body of Master Goose and Sheep into pieces in mid-air in less than a blink of an eye. He returned to the same place and smiled at Wen Leyang with a split mouth. The fair and shiny skin all over his body was slowly losing light. It turned into a dull gray-black color, and in just a moment, he suddenly changed from a living person to a walking corpse.

The young master Liu Zheng failed to save the disciples of Eyang Dao. Instead, his head was covered with blood. He retreated to Wen Leyang with a ferocious expression and yelled: "Back away!" At the same time, he turned his hands and opened his fingers. There were eight bright red talismans between them, and he shouted loudly: "Laws and Orders..." Before he finished speaking, he let out a strange scream. Turn backwards with a somersault!

Liu Zheng just stood on the ground. There was a hoarse groan, and a big black hole was smashed out of thin air. Brother Hanbao moved forward and backward faster than lightning, and did not pursue even after his punch was empty. He returned to his original position.

Although Wen Leyang didn't understand the cause and effect, he also knew that the fifth brother Hanbao had changed from a human form back to a corpse, and his strength had increased dramatically. He was no longer able to deal with it. The smile that the fifth brother handed over made Wen Leyang feel like he was After being licked by the dead man's tongue, he immediately pulled the great monk and the ugly Han Qin Zhui back, and joined Xiao Yi and others.

The little boss Liu Zheng fell beside Wen Leyang in a panic, his usual joking tone gone from his tone, and he shouted angrily: "Shoot! Quick! Quick!" Xiao Yi just picked up Wen Leyang and threw it away while they were fighting. The loudspeaker was recharged quickly with his hands and feet. Without any nonsense, he raised his hand and shined the light on the fifth brother, and it was a thunder heart attack!

Thunder resounded in the sky, and thousands of dazzling whips struck like a violent storm towards Hanba, who had turned into a corpse. Wen Leyang's eyes widened in shock in the dazzling light all over the sky. He couldn't believe the life in front of him. everything!

In the past, only the Weeping Buddha and the Awl in the stone forest could withstand the power of Lei Xinsha head-on. The Weeping Buddha lost one of his hands due to the loudspeaker, while the Awl relied on the power of the true water in the entire stone forest to withstand the power of Lei Xin. Sha.

And the fifth brother Hanbao in front of him, with his hands behind his back in the thunder of the sky, was as relaxed as strolling in the courtyard. Like a ghost, he was calmly shuttled through the lightning that was thousands of times denser than the rainstorm, with violent and furious purple arcs. With a roar and a roar, he finally struck the ground unwillingly, unable to break even a small piece of Fifth Brother's oily skin.

The lightning dissipated in a blink of an eye, but Brother Hanbao still stood tall with his hands behind his back. The skin on his face began to shrink dryly, and he gradually raised his lips, revealing a set of teeth that had turned black.

Wen Leyang was shocked and angry, stamping his feet and yelling: "What kind of monster is this!"

The short winter melon Leyang Wen hid behind the fifth brother, showed a smile, shook his head at Wen Leyang, and seemed to disdain his scolding.

Xiao Yi was busy filling up his heart again, looking at the short winter melon with his peripheral vision, thinking, I will shoot you.

Qin Zhui and the one-word palace master looked at Fifth Brother in stunned silence, unable to believe what was happening in front of them.

The great monk had already begun to touch his clothes. It would be okay to die, but it would be a bit embarrassing just to die.

The young leader of the Kunlun Sect sat cross-legged at some point, his body floating quietly a foot above the ground, his five hearts pointing to the sky and mumbling something.

At this time, sirens were wailing, and the screeching brakes sounded one after another. Armed policemen with guns and ammunition jumped out of the car in a well-trained manner, and loud shouts kept coming, just like what they said in the TV series.

A police officer reported the situation to the headquarters with a table: "We have arrived at the scene. The suspect is suspected of carrying heavy weapons... There is also a monk running naked..."

After Fifth Brother became a walking zombie, he moved many times faster, but his brain reaction seemed to be much slower. He was a little stiff and strange. He glanced sideways at the first few police cars and the enemy. The police.

The police officer who was reporting the situation suddenly saw a zombie. He was so frightened that he almost threw the table to the ground and continued stammering: "There is... a ghost... no, two!" He saw Qin Zhui again.

An angry curse came from the other end of the stage. Before the police officer could hear clearly what his superior was saying, his pupils were suddenly filled with pale colors, and all the noise turned into extreme silence!

A patch of white hair suddenly spread out from under Fifth Brother's feet. It swam farther and farther, growing higher and higher. In just a few breaths, the white-haired drought demon, which was comparable to a towering tree, completely annihilated the entire tree. A City God’s Temple!

All the Zhijinliu poisons shrank and formed a small circle in front of Wen Leyang, barely able to resist the white-haired Hansha that was still growing wildly. Wen Leyang felt that he had suddenly turned into a dancing cat, and now he was surrounded by a big white-haired beast. Nothing could be seen around the bear. In his limited spiritual consciousness, the white, long hair that looked soft but was actually deadly was everywhere.

Luo Wanggen's voice was dry and unpleasant, sounding like a moan intermittently: "A corpse evil... has condensed into a land of evil, a land of evil!"

The number of words is short. Goodbye everyone. I have serious glitches. I was in a bad state after returning from a business trip. The plot is still very clear in my mind, but I feel uncomfortable no matter how I code it. I write and delete, write and delete... (Full version) Novel Network www.QuanBen-XiaoShuo.com)