Wulong Mountain Cultivation Chronicles
Chapter 188

Poison Erupts

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This happened again and again, Badong cultivator felt even more irritable and uneasy, and some strange pictures appeared in his mind from time to time. These scenes cannot be described, they can only be imagined. In short, they make him irritated and make his blood boil.

He forcibly resisted this feeling of irritation, and the playing of the drum and flute changed a little, and the flute sound changed in various tones, causing the big snake to become frantic in the formation, rubbing against the white wall for a while, rolling around the stone pavilion for a while, bumping around and swimming in all directions.

After being dragged down and disturbed many times by Tiger-Head Flood Dragon, Badong cultivator could not concentrate on breaking the formation. The longer he stayed in the formation, the more Bewitching Incense was thrown into him by Liu Xiaolou. His eyes became redder, his breath became heavier, and the pictures in his mind became more and more weird. I don't know if they were real illusions. Everything he saw was a bit hazy and psychedelic.

Is this illusion formation so overbearing?

Tiger-Head Flood Dragon stared angrily again, waving his arms and rushed in. During the battle with the big snake, the formation was in chaos, and even the snake cave Xiaolou was collapsed.

The snake cave collapsed, and a group of snakes danced wildly inside, rushing out, revealing the ruins of the nest behind the snake cave. Several snake eggs were found in the ruins of the nest. Badong cultivator was immediately hooked by these snake eggs and felt as if his whole body was on fire. He pointed at the snake eggs with his hand, and the real energy poured out crazily. Several snake eggs immediately detonated, lifting the entire courtyard into the sky.

The scene in front of him changed, and he returned to the Zhuoshui River, but it was the full force of Badong cultivator just now that finally made Liu Xiaolou unable to hold on anymore. Lin Yuan Xuan Shi Formation collapsed, and the formation disk flew back into his sleeves with a whimper.

When the formation was broken in the face of a hostile battle, the damage suffered was incomparable to the depletion of real energy, especially when Badong cultivator was facing the final blow when he pointed out the snake eggs, Liu Xiaolou immediately received Chuyi blood arrows. Foot Jueyin Meridian, who was practicing, was the first to bear the brunt. He was injured on the spot, and various acupuncture points were washed to pieces.

Badong cultivator was equally uncomfortable. He had been trapped in the formation for three sticks of incense for a long time. He had no idea how many Bewitching Incense he had inhaled and how many strange illusions he had been affected by. Although he broke out of the formation, his whole spirit was in an extremely abnormal state. He was still restless, ready to move, and distracted. Everything he saw in his red eyes seemed a little confused.

In addition to the mental state, the true energy is also unblocked. Xuanzhen Rope covers more than a hundred acupuncture points, and the fire cannot be vented, and even the bruise that was forcibly suppressed in the abdomen-a mountain bulges under the crotch, and it wants to soar to the sky!

In such a state, he was extremely irritable. He just wanted to quickly deal with the enemy in front of him, take the person named Su back, and then find a place to vent his anger.

Seeing Liu Xiaolou seriously injured and falling to the ground, Badong cultivator forcibly suppressed his almost frantic heart, pressed the control button, and directed the already somewhat disobedient big snake phantom to roll up Liu Xiaolou. No matter what, he should be completely eliminated first.

Tiger-Head Flood Dragon rushed forward again, desperately blocking in front of Liu Xiaolou. It was now the last moment, and there was no way he could have any backup plan. He flew Chuyi pieces of talisman paper from his sleeves, and the talisman paper burned with a bang, and the flames wrapped around his arms, forming two iron rods that were burnt red. On these iron rods, Zihui was faintly visible.

Jiao Family's unique way to save life: Talisman Fire Purple Wing Technique!

This talisman is not easy to refine. It takes three years to make a talisman. It can add flame purple light to both arms, which has the effect of burning Meridians through the air. With both arms blessed with this talisman, the power of body refining will immediately increase by 30 to 50%. It can cross borders to challenge high-level monks. It is Jiao Family was created by an ancestor who worshiped the inner sect of the Qingyu Sect three hundred years ago, thus laying the foundation for the Jiao Family's practice of the Aristocratic Clan.

As soon as the Fuhuo Purple Wing came out, it suddenly hit Badong cultivator by surprise. Several Meridianss in his body were instantly burned, and the pain was so painful that his soul almost left his body.

This guy is also a ruthless person. After being injured, he did not retreat but advanced. The big snake's shadow wrapped around Tiger-Head Flood Dragon, letting the purple wings of the talisman fire burn. He held the flute to his lips and blew out the flute sound for the first time since the fight.

Broken sound! It seems that the sound is heard but the real sound cannot be heard.

The phantom of the big snake exploded with the sound, and Tiger-Head Flood Dragon flew away in the black billowing smoke.

This is Badong cultivator's way of killing three thousand enemies and damaging eight hundred. The self-exploded snake phantom will have to be raised for two to three years before it can recover.

At this moment, Badong cultivator Foot Shaoyang Meridian felt a burst of paralysis, causing half of his body to freeze up. He was familiar with poison, and immediately knew that someone had planted a highly concealed poisonous poison in his Meridians, which was suddenly triggered due to his injury.

Oops, he was plotted, who poisoned him?

He tried hard to recall. Scenes from the past few days flashed rapidly in his mind, and they were fixed on a pair of hands - holding his own hands...

"I'm such a bastard..." He cursed and suddenly felt something strange in his lower body.

He lowered his head and stared at his crotch, only to see Liu Xiaolou, with his mouth full of blood, crawling under him at some point, feebly holding an ordinary long sword, with sword light spitting out from the tip.

This sword light is very thin, only three inches long, and it is hanging limply...

It droops where it stands with its head held high, like a weak willow holding up the wind, curling up around those words.

Inexplicable panic surged from the bottom of my heart, and I felt a cold sweat all over my body. Suddenly, I felt that everything around me became extremely slow. He opened his mouth with difficulty, wanting to say something, but no words came out. He wanted to hide away, but his body was stiff and unable to move.

"I'm so fucking stupid..."

In the blink of an eye, Liu Xiaolou vomited blood and pulled outwards. The soft sword awn was knotted like a grass stem, and then fell with a piece of flesh and blood.

This was the door that Badong cultivator Snake Gourd had raised. It was cut down by Liu Xiaolou with a sword. There was no blood flow, but a stream of black smoke was sprayed out. It was not only a poison, but also the true energy he had cultivated for many years.

Liu Xiaolou had no strength to hold his breath, and could only let the wisps of poisonous smoke diffuse into his ears, nose and throat, disperse into Meridians, and then fall into coma.

The black smoke erupted and Badong cultivator fell to the ground. Xuanzhen Rope suddenly flew back to Liu Xiaolou's wrist and turned into a vein again.

The riverside suddenly fell silent, and four people lay on the ground in a huddle, letting the cold wind blow. On Donglin Mountain in the distance, the light and shadow were still great, and there were rolling thunderstorms from time to time. The purple gold dragon was struggling to circle on the top of the mountain, chasing and biting several divine dragons.

At a certain moment, Zijin Youlong bit the head of a divine dragon, biting it off on the spot, but at the same time, another divine dragon bit its claws, and its tragic roar shook the world.

The sound spread in all directions, alarming Tiger-Head Flood Dragon who was unconscious by the river. Because of his physical training, he was the most powerful, and he was the first to come over with Su Xing, and there was no wound on his body.

At this moment, he didn't care about his injuries. He struggled to get up and staggered to Liu Xiaolou. Regardless of whether he was dead or alive, he grabbed one of his legs and dragged him away, staggering and staggering every step.

When passing by Badong cultivator, Liu Xiaolou suddenly coughed. Su Xing came over in a daze, reached out with difficulty to grab Badong cultivator's body, and refused to let go.

Tiger-Head Flood Dragon had to stop and looked back at Liu Xiaolou: "Xiaolou..."

Liu Xiaolou was unable to explain, so he just groped hard on Badong cultivator's corpse, groping around and finding a robe, and pointed to the bone flute that fell next to it.

Tiger-Head Flood Dragon had no choice but to lean over to pick it up and put it into Liu Xiaolou's hand. Liu Xiaolou grabbed the drum and flute tightly and pointed at Su Jing over there.

Only then did Tiger-Head Flood Dragon remember that he went over and grabbed one of Su Jing's legs, then came back and grabbed one of Liu Xiaolou's legs, dragging the two of them away from here.

Braving the cold wind, Tiger-Head Flood Dragon marched one step at a time towards the east. At dawn, he came to a forest more than ten miles away and saw a dilapidated mud house. He couldn't hold it anymore, so he dragged Liu Xiaolou and Su Jing in and sat down.

After taking a breath for a moment, I heard Su Jing and Liu Xiaolou trembling with breath, so I picked up a few dead wood branches from around and lit a fire in the house.

With fire, there is warmth. Su Jing woke up first, followed by Liu Xiaolou. None of them had the strength to speak, so they cuddled up to the bonfire to keep warm, trying their best to fight against the poisonous energy in Meridians.

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