"hiss--"
Poison Doctor Si stared at this weird black spot with her slender eyes and took a deep breath.
"This weird black dot pattern appears on the skin, it must be poisoning."
"This bastard is really vicious in fighting spirit!"
"Strange spots, poisoned? What kind of poison?"
King Yan and Man Linger were both surprised.
"In the northwest region of Zhongzhou Continent, among the three major empires, there are magicians who practice this kind of martial spirit. Whenever a fighting spirit is provoked, a kind of sinister soul power is often used, mixed with the rich soul energy, and the poisonous spirit in the whole body is The soul energy is injected into the body of the powerful enemy to poison him."
"The sign of poisoning is the appearance of such a black dotted line on the skin."
"Just because you have these black spots on your skin, it's constantly releasing toxic toxins that eat away at your entire body."
"When toxins are eroded, they will be spread throughout every acupuncture point in the body."
"The poisoned magician, the meridians in his body quickly fester. He suffered endless pain, and his soul slowly died."
Poison Doctor Si's slender voice was filled with anger.
"Cultivation of this kind of martial spirit will activate this kind of martial spirit once a soul fight is provoked. In a fierce spirit battle, magicians have equal soul powers and cannot win with their souls. When faced with soul defeat or injury, they will activate this kind of martial spirit."
"It's just that a magician who activates this kind of martial spirit can only activate this kind of soul energy once. After that, he will waste his soul power and become useless."
The expressions of Ye Duoduo and the others suddenly changed.
Ye Duoduo activated his soul power, and the rich soul energy that quickly surged out was in every acupuncture point of his body, and the black spots were not found in his mental induction.
There are black spots only on that part of the skin.
"Then, how can we resolve these black spots and lines on our skin?"
King Yan's pretty face is gloomy and terrifying.
The space and time around him suddenly trembled. At this moment, she felt a little emotionally unstable.
"If an ordinary magician is promoted to the seventh round of the soul ring and reaches the level of the demon master, and activates weird black spots to poison him, I can resolve it."
"However, the poisonous scorpion sect's elder, poisonous blood, is a real demon master. The weird black spots activated by that old immortal, this kind of poisoning phenomenon, is very difficult for me, the poison doctor, to resolve! "
"It's hard to get rid of poison!"
Poison Doctor Si Xianxian hesitated for a moment, looking a little ashamed.
"boom--"
After Si Xianxian's words fell, King Yan's soul-fighting fervor soared to the sky, and the rich soul energy that hurt the soul and destroyed others surged out from King Yan's body.
The rich soul energy of the soul fighting fanaticism is very terrifying.
"You old man, please hand over the antidote quickly."
King Yan had long, silky hair, and he moved automatically without wind. In a flash, he appeared directly next to Poixue with a spiteful look on his face.
She pinched his throat with her delicate hands, and the cold voice seemed to be the voice of ghosts in the underworld, coming from the underworld.
"Ha ha ha ha--"
"Originally, my soul has been seriously injured and I am about to die. The purpose of activating this evil poison spot is to make this little baby die together and be buried with him. Even if my soul is destroyed, my soul body is not lonely, right? !”
Poisonous Blood looked at the King of Flame, and the fighting spirit's fervor drove his beautiful eyes in the rich soul energy, and he could only laugh for a moment in the dryness.
Yan Wang's pretty face was cold and cold, and his delicate hands directly grabbed Du Xue's shoulders.
With a sudden pull, blood flew all over the sky, and the arm had already been torn off alive by King Yan.
"You mean, you don't have an antidote. If you lose your arm, do you want to lose all your toes, or disembowel you and let you die in pain?"
King Yan casually threw away the severed arm, his sweet voice turned into ice-cold frost, without any emotion at all.
"Chi chi chi chi -"
The sharp pain caused by the poisonous blood of the Grand Elder of the Poisonous Scorpion made him convulse continuously in his mouth, and large drops of sweat fell from his forehead.
Clenching his teeth, his voice became sharp.
"Just let him be buried with me! Only in this way can you be more angry, right?"
"Ha ha ha ha--"
A cold light flashed in Yan Wang's beautiful eyes, and he kicked Du Xue's leg, causing the bones to break.
"Click——"
"snort--"
"The more vicious you are to me, the more you will know the position of the little baby in your heart!"
"Ha ha ha ha--"
"The more you suffer, the happier I will be!"
"Click——"
The soul-fighting fervor on Yan Wang's pretty face only shows the cruelty of soul-wounding and soul-destroying others.
Kicked away with his toes, Du Xue's other leg was also broken, and his feet were bent in a weird way. His whole body no longer looked like a person.
Poisonous Blood had his arms, legs and feet broken by Yan Wang's soul power.
The rich soul energy coming out of his mouth became less and less. However, the laughter on his face became stronger and stronger.
The fighting spirit fervor in King Yan's heart surged out again, and his voice became even colder.
"As long as your soul is extinguished, I will let all the magicians of the Poison Scorpion Sect be buried with you, and let all the dogs of the Poison Scorpion Sect have their souls extinguished and cut off all their roots."
The Flame King is filled with fierce spirit-fighting fervor. The laughter on Du Xue's face finally solidified.
For a moment, he closed his eyes.
"Queen of the Flame People of the Fire Tribe, you can do whatever you want! Anyway, my soul is seriously injured and I am about to die. The strange poisonous spots cannot be removed even by the magician who activates this martial spirit. .There is no antidote for this kind of poison?"
"Pfft——"
The bottom line of patience flashed in Yan Wang's beautiful eyes, which had long been broken. The overwhelming fighting spirit was aroused, and that ferocious light flashed through.
The slender hand was like a blade, very sharp, inserted directly into the poisonous blood's chest.
With a sudden squeeze, his heart burst.
"boom--"
The remaining vitality of the poisonous blood of the poisonous scorpion sect great elder dissipated.
After a while, it turned into a cold corpse, leaving a soul body.
King Yan slowly pulled out his slender hand and threw the poisonous blood corpse away casually.
Her long hair was fluttering, and her hands were covered in blood. It looked like he had stepped out of the netherworld.
The Flame King's soul destroyed the poisonous blood, and the rich soul energy of the soul-fighting fanaticism that permeated the body increased instead of decreasing.
A pair of long and narrow beautiful eyes slowly moved down to look at the Poisonous Scorpion Gate.
The spirit-fighting craze soared to the sky, and all the Poison Scorpion disciples were like an ice cellar.
Yan Wang's beautiful eyes were glowing red, and he was about to provoke a fight for his spirit, when a helpless shout finally rang out.
"Fire King, come back!"
It was obviously Ye Duoduo's familiar shout. King Yan's beautiful body stopped, and the red color in his beautiful eyes weakened a little.
After struggling slightly, for a while, he finally found Ye Duoduo's position in the air and flew away in the air.
King Yan clenched his silver teeth, and Ye Duoduo sighed after a bitter laugh.
"well--"
He took out a piece of silk cloth from his pocket and wiped the blood from his delicate hands.
"Let's go, I will take you to the Dahua Empire. If the Alchemy King Zhang Ming cannot remove the poison for you, I will take you to the Five States Continent to find an alchemist who can remove the poison for you."
King Yan grabbed Ye Duoduo's hand, suddenly feeling cold and cold, but also became a little eager and enthusiastic.
"ah--"
Ye Duoduo was stunned for a moment. Looking at this pretty face wrapped in disguise, I couldn't help but feel a sense of emotion in my heart.
The Flame Queen of the Fire Tribe is also very passionate. It is indeed not easy to do this.
How could she, a demon and a fairy, have emotions?
"Hey, the person who is best at using poison and removing poison is here. Why should I find someone else to remove poison for me?"
Ye Duoduo smiled. He threw away the silk cloth and looked at Si Xianxian.
"The evil poison spots are really poisonous and cannot be broken."
Poison Doctor Si frowned slenderly, pondered for a while, and then shook his head dejectedly.
