Chapter 68: Poisonous

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"Ignoring the book, I only have three kinds of power now."

Lin Jiu gathered his strength.

Sword art, which is the foundation of the integration of magic and martial arts, is more of a skill than magic. Moreover, Lin Jiu's control of sword art is only for generals - this method is basically useless. May achieve supernatural powers.

"Besides the sword technique, I only have two other methods." In the carriage, Lin Jiu stretched out his hand.

Fire and poison, two powers flowed in his palm.

To choose a power to study and use it as a guide to regain magical powers, the only choice is between fire and poison.

Among them, poison is the power he had from birth, the power he had before awakening the nine-headed worm bloodline.

Fire is the power he gained after awakening the blood of the Nine-Headed Insect. At first, he only thought it was an ordinary talent for controlling flames. Until he became a soul, his ability to control flames , naturally turned into a Dharma Yuanling at the level of fire.

After a moment, Lin Jiu shook his head again and gave up the idea of ​​ascending from the flames.

What fire represents is simply too huge.

Whether it is the foundation of one of the five elements, or the five elements connected behind it, it is an extremely broad force.

And what are supernatural powers? Supernatural power is a power that sublimates from a certain origin.

It comes from the deepest power of heaven and earth.

It is one of the most basic components of heaven and earth.

The so-called supernatural power, when understood to the very depths, is the miracle of shaking the entire world and changing the entire world with human power.

The more complex and vast this thing that symbolizes the origin becomes, the more difficult it becomes to sublimate it into magical powers.

Unless there is a step-by-step instruction from a giant at the Zhenxuan level who also controls magical powers, it is absolutely impossible for Lin Jiu to achieve magical powers in the direction of the flame.

Therefore, there is actually only one choice for him.

That was his innate strength.

poison.

"Poison, it's okay." In Lin Jiu's palm, the power of the flames subsided, leaving only an endless blue that could completely swallow up a person's three souls and seven souls.

This is Lin Jiu's most original strength and his initial reliance.

After Chaoyue Demon King died, a large part of the reason why he dared to go to Yuanmiao Mountain was because of the poisonous power he had.

After leaving Yuanmiao Mountain, Lin Jiu never used this power again - this did not mean that he gave up this power.

In fact, in addition to accumulating energy over the years, he has also been doing another thing unremittingly.

That is condensed toxin.

His body is a poisonous bird with poison glands. Toxins are produced in his body all the time.

Poison, just like the curse method in the legend, is a sideways, rare, and extremely feared power.

Naturally, spells related to toxins are extremely difficult to find in this world.

Even in the Ten Thousand Saints Dragon Palace, there is not a single poison-attribute spell.

Therefore, Lin Jiu's so-called condensed toxins are derived from his body. Every time a little bit of toxins are derived, he collects the toxins and compresses the toxins.

This is an extremely inefficient action.

But Lin Jiu, who had never learned any poison-direction spells, could only use such a stupid method if he wanted to condense his own poison.

Thinking about these things, Lin Jiu became more and more certain that there must be something wrong with the nine-headed bloodline in his body-not to mention getting new magical powers from this bloodline, which is more basic, controlling what he has. Lin Jiudu had never acquired the inheritance of power methods, that is, poison-related spells.

There is a huge difference between the power that can be exerted by using the same power through magic and by using pure brute force.

If the power of a practitioner is compared to iron ore, then when there is no corresponding spell, the power exerted by the practitioner is to directly use the iron ore to hit people - and if a spell is used, it will This iron ore is forged into weapons, and then used to attack one's opponents.

The more powerful the spell, the stronger the quality of the corresponding 'weapon'.

Those magical powers correspond to the magical weapons in human legends, which are born with spirits and can kill immortals and ghosts when held in their hands.

"Poison." Looking at the drop of blue and faintly purple poison in his palm, Lin Jiu couldn't help but sigh with pride and regret.

After Yuanmiao Mountain, Lin Jiu never used the toxins on his body again.

The toxins accumulated over more than a hundred years were condensed into a single drop, and its power could no longer be described only by the word 'impressive'.

More than a hundred years ago, when Lin Jiucai had just transformed, the poison he had condensed was able to overwhelm the entire Yuanmiao Mountain - but now, after more than a hundred years of condensation, plus the fact that he is not on the same level as before, strength.

Even though the toxin condensed by Lin Jiu was just a drop, even Lin Jiu himself was not sure how much damage the toxin he had condensed would cause after it was released.

"Perhaps, the entire Jiangxin City will turn into a place of death?" Lin Jiu couldn't help but swallowed.

This so-called death place not only makes those mortals or practitioners die, but also completely turns the entire Jiangxin City into a poisonous place unsuitable for living creatures.

After just a moment, Lin Jiu trembled and put away his extremely dangerous thoughts.



"My lord, Fangshi has arrived."

The sound of rolling wheels stopped, and the sound outside the carriage woke Lin Jiu up.

When Lin Jiu came back to his senses, he discovered that the two maids, Princess Wan Sheng and Dan Zhu Qingyu, were huddled together in the corner of the carriage, holding each other and shivering.

When the three people looked at Lin Jiu, their eyes were full of panic.

They looked at Lin Jiu as if they were looking at a horror they had never seen before.

Lin Jiu came to his senses immediately. It must have been that when he looked back at himself and activated the drop of venom that had been condensed for more than a hundred years, the energy emanating from the venom scared Princess Wan Sheng and the two maid.

This is a poison that even those who have transcended the tribulation must deal with carefully. The three of them are 'little demons' who are not in the Ascension Spirit Realm. It is impossible to say that they will be killed by this poison just by touching it.

"My mother said that my senior brother is very murderous..."

"Does he intend to turn the entire Jiangxin City to death in one fell swoop?"

"How should I persuade him?" Princess All Saints echoed the instructions given to him by All Saints Dragon Mother before leaving.