Poison Spirit Power is highly toxic, but Luo Mu is still not satisfied. At the last moment, Luo Mu also summons three Octagonal Spike. As soon as Octagonal Spike was summoned, it immediately transformed into Seven-Colored Moth, and under the command of Luo Mu, headed towards the bald old man.
With the addition of Seven-Colored Moth, this place is full of poisonous gas. Fortunately, the bald old man is a high-level monk in the late stage of Jindan. If it were an ordinary Foundation Establishment Realm monk, he would probably turn into a pile of bones as soon as he stepped into this place.
Whether it's Poison Spirit Power from Luo Mu or the poisonous powder spilled by Seven-Colored Moth, it's no joke!
The appearance of three Seven-Colored Moth, of course, cannot escape the bald old man's Divine Sense. However, while destroying the Iron Chain and the iron cage condensed by Luo Mu Poison Spirit Power, it also has to resist the attack of Ironclad Corpse Guards.
The arrival of Seven-Colored Moth, how can he free up his hands!
"Level 4 Intermediate!"
The bald old man was shocked at first, not knowing what kind of methods Luo Mu had used. However, when he discovered that the auras emitted by the three Seven-Colored Moths that had appeared in front of him were only at the level of the fourth-level mid-level, his worries subsided a little.
The fourth-level mid-level monsters can be defeated by the monks of the Foundation Establishment Realm. The bald old man is a great monk in the late golden elixir stage, but he didn't pay much attention to it.
Once again, he used powerful spiritual power to tear Iron Chain and the iron cage apart. When the two transformed objects of Poison Spirit Power dissipated, the bald old man's figure regained freedom.
However, before the bald old man could launch an attack on the Ironclad Corpse Guards in front of him, more Iron Chain were entangled towards the bald old man. Along with them, there were also some weird monsters!
Whether it is Iron Chain or a monster, they are all condensed from Luo Mu Poison Spirit Power.
Poison Spirit Power, which the old man didn't care much about before, has now become a constraint for him after being improved by Luo Mu Poison Spirit Art, making it difficult for him to move forward even half a step.
Although these Poison Spirit Power transformed objects were somewhat vulnerable in front of the old man, there were so many of them that they felt like they would be destroyed inexhaustibly.
"I want to see how long you kid can last in this state!"
The bald old man, whose eyes were already red, looked at the endless destruction of Poison Spirit Power in front of him, looked at Luo Mu with hatred, and shouted loudly. The bald old man knew that although the things gathered by Poison Spirit Power would cause trouble to him, the consumption of spiritual power in Luo Mu's body must be equally astonishing.
Once the Poison Spirit Power in Luo Mu's body is exhausted, these transformed objects from Poison Spirit Power will be self-defeating, and Luo Mu will only be at his mercy.
With this thought in his mind, the bald old man was no longer anxious, with a sneer on his lips.
The bald old man's guess was correct. The Luo Mu in front of him was just as the bald old man thought. The Poison Spirit Power in his body was consumed rapidly, especially every time the bald old man put Luo Mu into his body. When the Poison Spirit Power transformed object is destroyed, Luo Mu's face will become paler, and the amount of Poison Spirit Power in his body will also decrease.
The old man's sneer fell into Luo Mu's eyes, and Luo Mu snorted coldly. How could Luo Mu not know what the bald old man was thinking.
"Old bald man, are you waiting for my spiritual power to run out? Then you have to wait."
A voice that made the bald old man's heart tremble sounded in his ears. Then, the bald old man saw Luo Mu take out the vial he took out before and put a few drops of black liquid into his mouth.
With the entrance of the body, Poison Spirit Power, who had become extremely weak on Luo Mu, was recovering at an alarming speed amid the unbelievable look on the bald old man's face!
"What is it! It can restore the consumed spiritual power in the body so quickly? It's not a pill at all~! Is it some kind of spiritual liquid?" The bald old man was extremely shocked and lost his voice.
"In order to kill you old bald man, I have spent a lot of money. If the things in your Storage Bag cannot satisfy me, I swear, I will not let anyone related to you go. I will use their Storage Bag to make up for my losses!"
Luo Mu Poison Spirit Power While recovering quickly, extremely cold words sounded in the ears of the bald old man again.
"Damn it! I didn't expect that I would be forced to do this by a kid from the Foundation Establishment Realm! It's really abominable!" Luo Mu's words made the bald old man gnash his teeth in anger. However, he had not yet successfully broken through, and there was no way he could do anything with Luo Mu.
"Ah~~"
At the moment when the bald old man was distracted, Ironclad Corpse Guards struck him with several large knives, and the protective shield outside his body shook more and more violently.
At this time, several Long Whip formed by Luo Mu Poison Spirit Power also seized the opportunity and started beating the bald old man fiercely.
"Not good!"
Feeling the violent shaking of the protective mask and making an overwhelming crunching sound, the bald old man's expression changed drastically.
"Crack!"
Before the bald old man could make any move, the possessed light shield outside his body suddenly shattered! At this time, several other Ironclad Corpse Guards attacks also followed, striking hard on the bald old man's body.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Several muffled sounds came out, and the bald old man's body was immediately thrown away. Ironclad Corpse Guards's attack was fierce, but it did not cause much damage to the bald old man.
However, Ironclad Corpse Guards's attack interrupted the bald old man's idea of holding up the protective light shield again!
Poison Spirit Powers all over the sky swarmed in, and Seven-Colored Moths were always surrounding the bald old man. The poisonous powder was also sprinkled crazily, covering the entire body of the bald old man.
In the previous battle with Han Yue, the bald old man did not suffer much damage, but there were many wounds left on his body. Although the wounds were very shallow, they were enough for Poison Spirit Power to take the opportunity to enter his body!
Streams of Poison Spirit Power, like poisonous snakes, quickly poured in from the wounds on the bald old man's body. The poisonous powder of Seven-Colored Moth was also mixed with Poison Spirit Power, and then entered the body of the bald old man.
"Hiss~~~"
The bald old man who had just landed on the ground suddenly felt a numb feeling coming from the wound on his body, followed by a heart-piercing pain that made him grin and suck in a breath of cold air.
As soon as he inhaled this cool breath, more Poison Spirit Power entered the bald old man's body from his mouth. I have to say, this cool breath was really cool enough.
"Oops!"
The face of the bald old man suddenly changed drastically, his lips instantly turned black, and the skin on his body also turned blue and purple. The color was comparable to the color on Ironclad Corpse Guards's body.
A look of horror appeared in his eyes instantly!
In panic, the bald old man once again put up the protective light shield, but by this time it was too late. The poisonous powders of Poison Spirit Power and Seven-Colored Moth had successfully entered his body, and there was no point in putting up the protective light shield again.
If the bald old man still wants to live, the only thing he needs to do now is to find a quiet place and force all the Poison Spirit Power and poisonous powder out of his body.
Only in this way, the bald old man may be able to save his life!
"You brat, remember this! I will avenge you sooner or later!"
The bald old man, who was fully aware of his current state, had no fighting spirit in his heart. He just wanted to leave this place first and force the Poison Spirit Power out of his body to save his life. This time, he fell into the hands of Luo Mu. If he fell, he would fall. As for how to get back, that was a matter later. He should save his life first.
After leaving the harsh words, the bald old man spat out Essence Blood, and his face suddenly showed a sluggish look. However, the spiritual pressure emanating from the bald old man was much stronger than before.
"Get out of here, old man!"
The bald old man shouted sharply. The condensed Luo Mu Poison Spirit Power was shattered by the bald old man with one move. At the same time, the Ironclad Corpse Guards around him was also shaken away by the bald old man's blow.
At this time, the figure of the bald old man rose into the sky, as if he was running away!
"I want to leave! It's not that easy!" Luo Mu seemed to have expected that the bald old man would take this step. He had been waiting in the sky for a long time. When the bald old man's body rose into the sky, he just met Luo Mu's huge fist!
"Die back!"
Luo Mu shouted violently, and punched the bald old man's head with a loud bang. The bald old man's figure did not diminish with a bang, but Luo Mu was knocked away by the spiritual pressure from the bald old man, and blood spurted out from his mouth.
How could Luo Mu, who was already seriously injured, be able to stop the bald old man at this time! Essence Blood had just been sprayed out, and that was the bald old man's desperate method. How could he easily block it!
"You brat, if you want to keep me here, you don't have the strength yet!"
Looking at Luo Mu's figure that was knocked away, a proud smile appeared on the bald old man's sluggish face. As long as he wanted to leave, how could a Foundation Establishment Realm monk be able to stay?
"Get back here!"
Just when the bald old man was feeling proud, he suddenly felt a heavy blow on his head. With his head roaring, his body flew towards the ground like a cannonball. The speed was three times faster than when the old man escaped.
"Boom!"
The dust and smoke on the ground stirred up, and the bald old man's body blasted a deep pit in the ground. The abnormally powerful spiritual pressure of the Qi was immediately weakened by nine out of ten.
"I said that I would not kill you, but I did not say that I would watch you escape."
Wu Qingyi, who was playing with the jade flute in his hand, looked at the deep pit covered by dust and smoke below, with a playful smile on his face. The person who just did it was Wu Qingyi who had been watching from the side!
(There is another chapter in the evening, I will finish it after dinner.)