"I was hit by Wutong, Pengu grass, Lao Junfeng's own Ten Thousand Latent Shadow Poison, and three other poisons. However, the latter few poisons are not very obvious either on the body or the symptoms. It should be He died after being poisoned by the first several kinds of poisons. The latter poisons should have fallen from the air or got a little bit during the struggle." Gong Chenying continued, and then he grabbed the body in the air, and the body floated up, spinning several times in the air. , she looked at it a few more times, then waved her hand and the body fell to the ground again. A few pieces of black internal organs were splashed on the ground and flew aside, but the blue rhombus was still firmly grasped in the palm of the skeleton.
"I'll go over there and have a look." Gong Chenying frowned even more after looking at it for a while. He threw the body away and whispered to Li Huanzhen. After looking at Li Huanzhen, he did not take the body away and put it on his body. The blue rhombus flew straight over.
Li Huanzhen's eyes were mostly focused on the blue diamond in the skeleton's hand. However, the moment he saw the blue diamond in this man's hand, Li Huanzhen's eyes became more confused.
Li Huanzhen also saw at a glance that this person had been poisoned by two or three types of poisons, but he was not as familiar as Gong Chenying. Li Huanzhen carefully took out the blue diamond crystal from the bloodshot skeleton. As soon as he took the blue diamond crystal, he felt like his spiritual power was about to start. Li Huanzhen quickly suppressed the restlessness of spiritual energy in his body, and looked carefully at the foundation-building monk. When he looked up, Gong Chen's shadow was already floating next to the corpse of another man holding a blue diamond crystal.
Li Huanzhen looked carefully around the body of the foundation-building monk from the Taixuan Sect for a while, with a look of contemplation flashing in his eyes. He did not touch the other items belonging to the foundation-building monk.
After a while, Li Huanzhen took a look at the disgusting black and red blood and the colorful internal organs, and then slowly flew towards another person holding a blue crystal in his hand, but The posture is crooked and not at all beautiful.
Just as he was trying to fly to the body of another man holding a blue rhombus, a jade hand stretched out. "Here you go." Gong Chenying had already taken the blue diamond crystal from the man's hand and handed it to Li Huanzhen. Li Huanzhen smiled slightly and reached out to take it. After looking down at the blue rhombus, he couldn't help but be stunned. Then he looked at the ground again. A person was lying on the ground. This person's clothes were well preserved. He could tell at a glance that it was A Shibuyuan sword cultivator, but at this time his clothes were bulging and he was as bloated as a pig.
After Li Huanzhen took the blue diamond, Gong Chenying made a move with her jade hand, and two items, one far and one near, flew into her hand. The storage bag of the Taixuan foundation-building monk from a distance flew towards her, and the storage bag of the Shibuyuan foundation-building monk below was already caught in her hand.
After putting away the two storage bags, she looked up at the top of the ball. At this time, there was a loud sizzling sound, and a huge black shadow had covered it. Gong Chenying quickly flew away to other parts of the ball, leaving Li behind. Li Huanzhen was alone next to the corpse of the Shibuyuan Foundation-Establishing Sword Cultivator. Li Huanzhen seemed to be very interested in the corpse of the Shibuyuan Foundation-Establishing Sword Cultivator. The spiritual power wrapped in his hand had turned the man upside down. Come over and stare at this person with burning eyes. This powerful foundation-building monk in his lifetime can be vaguely seen from the swollen and dark face of a man of about twenty-seven or eighty years old, but his neck is covered with rings. The red spots that made his scalp numb were no longer ugly. There was a look of reluctance on his dark face, and there was even more hatred in his eyes. One of his hands was empty, and the other hand was curled up like it was about to emit a sword. , seeing that there is no sword box behind him, he should be a powerful inner sword monk.
While Li Huanzhen was observing, all the monks in the formation slowly closed their mouths. Many people stared at Li Huanzhen in astonishment. The man was walking around in the ball like this, looking at There was something slightly wrong with that expression, which made many people look at each other, and they could see deep confusion and surprise in their eyes. It would not be an exaggeration to say that they had set up their own strongest means. I am sure that the poison I set among the monks of the same level, although I dare not say that 100% of people will die after being poisoned, it will also cause the other party extreme pain. Even poison cultivators will be very careful, but this person in front of him is so idle. As if walking in the courtyard, it was an area where dozens of poisons were intertwined, but he didn't seem to notice it. Could it be that there was something wrong with the poison they set? Can it be avoided with just a protective aura? So what explanation can be given for the dead bodies here, not to mention that there are two monks who are suspected to be powerful foundation builders who are obviously dead. Even when Li Huanzhen turned over their corpses, they did not move.
"He must have been given some elixir by Master Wei, otherwise he wouldn't be so relaxed." Mi Yuanzhi murmured.
"That must be the case. He secretly swallowed it when he was preparing to go out. We just didn't see it." Qi said unconvinced. As soon as he said this, many people nodded secretly. They didn't believe that this uncle Xiaozhufeng could resist poison, and it was a mixture of various poisons. Under indiscriminate attacks, he To be able to be unaware of anything, even those who set up an ambush among them can only be sure of dealing with the poison they set, and have no confidence at all about the poisons involved by others, let alone the highly toxic poisons that will be mixed together after the outbreak. Who knows? Did something strange happen again, so they would rather believe in unseen guesses.
"Is it possible that too much of the poisonous miasma there has been inhaled by the opponent, and it is simply not fatal enough." An Old Junfeng monk hesitated to speak. Some people thought about it and thought it was possible. Slowly, everyone They accepted some guessed answers, but they were unwilling to agree that the so-called junior master could resist poison. In their opinion, this was a denial of their own level of poison use, which was a blow; and second, this junior master Although Uncle has performed once or twice, he is not amazing at all. If he can resist poison with his body, doesn't it mean that he is one of the three poisonous bodies in the legend of the Demon Sect?
But they didn't know that their unintentional guess was really close to the truth.
Just as everyone was guessing, Gong Chen's shadow had already passed through the ball, but her brows kept frowning. "Twenty-seven Shibuyuan sword cultivators and twenty-four Taixuan Sect veterans have appeared. An accident? There was a scene of three parties intertwining? Or is this the three sects' trump card against us?" She basically confirmed in her heart that it was the latter, but mentally she didn't want to think that this was the case. The former might be a melee if the three parties met, each depending on their ability.
The latter's side was almost in a certain death situation. Thinking of the two foundation-building monks, her heart sank to the bottom. No matter how powerful she was, she was still a foundation-building monk after all.
