People in Douluo, Wuhun Devil Fruit

As soon as these words came out, Ning Fengzhi and Tang San showed surprise on their faces. They didn't expect that Jun Yi now had the strength of a god.

"Who are you?"

"Second-level god, the God of Poison." The green-robed man introduced himself.

"So it's the God of Poison." Jun Yi smiled slightly, and his eyes just stared at the God of Poison quietly, like a hunter observing his prey.

"Uncle Ning, why are you with Jun Yi?" Tang San asked Ning Fengzhi curiously.

"Xiao San, something happened. All the Titled Douluo in the alliance are gone." Ning Fengzhi's expression became a little painful, and he looked heartbroken.

Hearing this news, Tang San's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly asked for details.

"Uncle Ning, what happened?"

"It's a long story. I'll tell you in detail after you solve your problem." Ning Fengzhi closed his eyes helplessly, and two lines of tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

"Jun Yi, did you do it?" Tang San looked at Jun Yi's eyes angrily, wanting to get an answer from him.

Jun Yi ignored Tang San, but turned to ask the God of Poison, "If I don't follow you back to the God Realm, how will you deal with me?"

"If you don't follow me back to the God Realm, then you will face the endless pursuit of the God Realm." The God of Poison answered coldly.

Hearing this answer, Jun Yi smiled and continued to ask, "If I choose to go back with you, how will you treat me?" Jun Yi turned his head again and looked at the God of Poison. "I don't know, but you must go back with me." The God of Poison answered expressionlessly.

"Douluo Continent is beautiful, there are people here that I can't bear to leave, I won't go to the God Realm with you."

A cold light flashed in Jun Yi's eyes, he looked at the God of Poison deeply, and then gently raised the wine glass in his hand, as if he was toasting. In the wine glass, the last drop of wine, as if condensed with the traces of time, slowly slid down. "You're not leaving?" The God of Poison frowned slightly, and his tone began to have a hint of threat.

Jun Yi slowly put down the wine glass in his hand, and he smiled gently, "In this Douluo Continent, what I, Jun Yi, want to leave behind, no one can take it away." His words were plain, but full of firmness and determination. Tang San and Ning Fengzhi were shocked. Ning Fengzhi looked at Jun Yi's back, his eyes full of complex emotions, and then he fell into deep thought, as if he was planning something.

Tang San's face showed a trace of cruelty. Since Jun Yi chose not to go back, he could kill Jun Yi. The God of Poison looked at Jun Yi coldly, his fingers moved slightly, as if he was brewing something.

But Jun Yi still sat there calmly, as if everything was under control. "Since you choose to stay in Douluo Continent, then let me see what you can do to escape the pursuit of the God Realm." The voice of the God of Poison was full of coldness and determination.

"Don't break other people's things. Let's go to heaven." Jun Yi smiled indifferently, and then disappeared from the spot.

The pupils of the God of Poison shrank slightly. He didn't expect Jun Yi to disappear directly in front of him. The strength shown by Jun Yi made him a little afraid. He looked at the direction where Jun Yi disappeared, and a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes. Then he slowly disappeared from the spot, leaving only a faint smell of poison in the air.

Tang San looked at the disappearing God of Poison, and a trace of fear flashed in his heart. He never thought that Jun Yi actually had the strength to compete with the gods. He looked at the direction where Jun Yi disappeared, and a strong murderous intent flashed in his eyes. However, just when he was about to catch up, Ning Fengzhi pulled him back.

"Xiao San, don't be impulsive." Ning Fengzhi looked at the direction where Jun Yi disappeared, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes. "Jun Yi's strength is very strong. With your strength, I'm afraid you can't do anything to him." Tang San looked at Ning Fengzhi, and his heart was much warmer.

"Uncle Ning, don't worry, I have my own way." Ning Fengzhi glanced at Tang San and shook his head slightly. "Xiao San, I think what you should do now is to observe what level of strength Jun Yi has reached. If the God of Poison can really kill Jun Yi, then there is no need for you to take action. If Jun Yi is very strong, then there is no need for you to take action."

"What you have to do is to take action at the critical moment and catch him by surprise."

After listening to Ning Fengzhi's words, Tang San hesitated for a moment. He knew that Ning Fengzhi was right.

"I'll listen to you,"

Tang San nodded slightly, he took a deep breath, and suppressed the killing intent in his heart. He knew that what he needed to do now was to observe and wait. At this time, Jun Yi had already met the God of Poison in the sky.

"You are just a priest, and you dare to fight with me. You are too arrogant." The eyes of the God of Poison were full of indifference.

Jun Yi smiled faintly, and there was a hint of chill in his smile, like the cold wind in winter, cold and merciless. "Arrogant? I just don't want you to die too early." Jun Yi's words made the God of Poison change his face. He looked at Jun Yi coldly, with a hint of murderous intent emanating from him.

"Then let me see what you have to fight against me, a second-level god." The God of Poison moved his fingers gently, and a ball of green light slowly condensed in his hand, as if it was the light of life, and also as if it was the light of death. Jun Yi's eyes shrank slightly, and he felt a hint of threat. He gently raised his right hand, and a hint of golden light surged out of his body, gathered in his right hand, and formed a golden long sword.

A trace of surprise flashed across the eyes of the God of Poison. He looked at the golden sword in Jun Yi's hand, and a trace of uneasiness flashed across his heart. He didn't expect that a priest could master such a powerful force. The two quickly fought in the sky, and their figures intertwined in the sky, as if drawing a beautiful picture in the air.

However, the picture was broken in an instant. Jun Yi suddenly appeared behind the God of Poison, holding the golden sword in his hand, and stabbed the back of the God of Poison fiercely. When the God of Poison reacted, it was too late. He only had time to turn his head slightly to avoid Jun Yi's attack on his vital parts.

However, even so, Jun Yi's sword pierced deeply into his body.

"You..." The God of Poison spit out a mouthful of green blood from his mouth, and his eyes were full of horror and disbelief.

He looked at Jun Yi's back, and a trace of despair flashed across his eyes. He never thought that he, a dignified god, would be defeated by a priest.

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