Qingyuan Immortal Palace

"Shameless!"

Ancestor Honghu was furious when he saw Ancestor Qingjin and the others taking action at all costs.

However, they had no idea that the other party was so shameless, so they did not make the necessary preparations.

Although he and several ancestors around him also planned to take action, they were a little too late after all.

"Huh, I've been waiting for you to do this for a long time!"

Fang Yang showed a smile.

At the same time, he had already taken out the Huayu Red Jade that he had prepared in advance, and emitted a red light to protect him, Wuxingtongzi, and Xuanming.

Then the transformed black poisonous scorpion suddenly shook violently.

"Boom..."

With a loud noise, the black poisonous scorpion suddenly erupted, turning into lines of terrifying poisonous gas that flew around in the sky.

The first ones to bear the brunt were Sheng Jue Heng and Shen Tu Patriarch, who noticed the anomaly.

These poisonous gases can directly corrode the body-protecting Qi of the Nascent Soul cultivator.

The two of them were extremely horrified as they watched the body-protecting aura being weakened visibly.

"Oh my god, what kind of poison is this? It can be so ferocious!"

Sheng Jueheng was extremely surprised.

And Patriarch Shentu next to him was even more nervous.

Just now they were only slightly contaminated, but their true energy was already suppressed.

Now that such a strong poisonous gas was coming, they felt great fear in their hearts.

"How can it be……"

"How did this bitch get such powerful poisonous gas!"

"There is no such terrifying venom in the East China Sea. Could it be that it comes from the secret realm of Yunlan Canghai..."

Ancestor Shentu was in a state of confusion.

He already regretted taking action at this time.

In his opinion, it was just a battle to regain the dignity of the sect.

At this time, he was already threatened with death.

At the same time, the Qingjin Patriarch and his group who originally wanted to attack by surprise were frightened when they saw the terrifying black poisonous gas.

They originally thought that Fang Yang and the others' poisonous gas was just the weak stuff released by Xuan Ming just now.

As long as they are fast and can kill Xuan Ming, there will naturally be no problem.

But the situation at this time puts them in a dilemma.

At this moment, the extremely poisonous ancestor who originally wanted to rescue Fang Yang and the others suddenly warned: "Oh my God, the poison is so powerful. Hong Gourd, Jiuling, and Baihua, you three old monsters, retreat quickly!"

Saying that, the extremely poisonous ancestor fled far away.

He is a master of poison, and he was already a little shocked when the poisonous scorpion appeared.

The poisonous gas that filled the sky at this time made him more certain that the poison used by Fang Yang and the others was definitely not from the East China Sea, but most likely came from the high-level alien beasts in the Yunlan Canghai secret realm.

"I'm not sure that the poison used by fellow Taoist Fang Yang can be resolved. It seems that he is protecting himself. No wonder he dares to take on this battle!"

The extremely poisonous ancestor was running while communicating with the red gourd ancestor and the others.

Only then did the ancestors of the late Nascent Soul stage realize that Fang Yang had left a back-up, and they were filled with admiration.

While they were avoiding the poisonous gas, they also asked the dozen or so Nascent Soul cultivators to lead the 200,000 casual cultivators to evacuate.

After all, Fang Yang and the others are too toxic. Even if they are slightly contaminated, it would be extremely troublesome to resolve them.

Seeing this scene, Fairy Xishuang, who was worried just now, finally raised her eyebrows.

She thought to herself: "Brother Fang Yang is indeed very powerful!"

"Not only does he have great courage, but he is also a brave and resourceful man!"

"I just thought he was provoked and rashly agreed to the fight. It seems I still underestimated Brother Fang Yang!"

"He is indeed my hero!"

Fairy Xishuang, this beautiful fairy, had to retreat sharply at this time.

However, she kept looking back, her eyes rolling around Fang Yang, showing unspeakable admiration.

"Oops! I didn't expect these little bastards to be masters of poison!" Only then did the ancestor of Qingjin realize that he had miscalculated.

The Saint Thunder Ancestor and others beside him all looked livid.

Although they are highly skilled, they are still a little overwhelmed when facing this terrifying poison.

"Don't panic," Saint Thunder Ancestor yelled.

"Although this boy's poison is powerful, it will take some time to completely break through our defenses."

Sheng Lei smiled and said: "As long as we take this opportunity to kill it, it doesn't matter how poisonous it is!"

"good!"

Huo Shan also echoed.

"As long as we fight quickly, these poisons won't have much effect. Let's all attack with all our strength!"

As he said this, he also furiously activated his true energy, planning to deliver a full blow!

"Hmph... You so-called decent people from well-known families, you are so sanctimonious on weekdays, but in fact you are just doing whatever it takes for your own interests!"

Fang Yang cursed and shouted loudly at the same time: "Bless me with the power of the stars, the power of thunder and lightning, and the power of the five elements!"

A gleaming dagger instantly appeared in Fang Yang's hand.

It was Fang Yang who created his own magical power, the Little Star Thunder Sword.

But now that it incorporates the power of the Five Elements, Fang Yang has renamed it the Little Chaos Star Thunder Sword!

Fang Yang had experienced Mu Ling'er's transformation into a god, so he absorbed a lot of destructive power.

Therefore, the small Chaos Star Thunder Sword he transformed appeared to be more powerful.

At the same time, Fang Yang directly stimulated the true energy and turned it into invisible musical runes.

After these runes merged with the waves and poisonous gas, they formed a handful of auxiliary bodies of small chaotic star thunder swords in the sky...

For a moment, the light shadow of the dagger shook in the sky.

"This... what kind of skill is this?"

The ancestor of Qingjin is a monk in the late stage of Nascent Soul, and he is also in the Immortal Alliance. He has read many ancient books over the years, and is familiar with many uncommon techniques.

But he just couldn't see Fang Yang's move.

In fact, Fang Yang's move was a move he created by stealing secrets from heaven.

Just blinking, under the guidance of the Chaos Star Thunder Sword, the poison swords and water swords that appeared all over the sky seemed to have spirituality and began to attack Qingjin Ancestor and the others.

The sea beast that had just been transformed from the blue sea and blue sky flute had already been controlled by Fang Yang, and began to be contaminated with the poisonous gas in the sky, launching another round of attacks.

In an instant, the sword light shone, and the poisonous aura erupted.

Ancestor Bihai was so frightened that he fled far away. However, Ancestor Sheng Jueheng and Shentu were slow to move because of their spiritual power, and were overwhelmed by the poisonous gas.

They could only resist with their true energy.

"Don't panic, resist the poisonous gas with all your strength!"

"As long as we get rid of this bastard's poisonous entanglement, we can work together to kill these rogue cultivators!"

Huo Shan immediately spoke loudly, boosting morale while also telling the key.

At this time, Fang Yang and the others seemed to have the advantage.

In fact, if these great monks in the late Nascent Soul stage find a way to crack it, I'm afraid they will fully cooperate with the attack and Fang Yang and the others will be defeated in just an instant.

Taking advantage of the moment when the ancestors of Qingjin and the others were trapped by the poisonous gas, Fang Yang suddenly took over a long hook weapon from Xuan Ming's hand.

This object looks like a long transparent ice crystal, but the aura it emits is comparable to the best spiritual weapon.

As soon as they saw this thing, the ancestors of Qingjin and others felt that there was a terrifying cold air emanating from the lock hook.

They also found that the poisonous gas outside seemed to be better controlled by this thing.

"What is this thing? It has such power. Not only does it have a powerful aura, but it can control poisonous gas so easily!"

Even the Bliss Poison Ancestor became very interested in the weapons in Fang Yang's hands.

"Hehe... I made this!" Zhang Lin was very happy at this time.

It turned out that this was the god-transformation ice scorpion that Fang Yang killed from the Yunlan Canghai secret realm, and the treasure was refined from the scorpion tail.

You must know that this object is extremely poisonous. Fang Yang and the others used a variety of methods, combined with the space isolation power of Huayu Red Jade, to refine the poison inside bit by bit before making this object into one. The ultimate psychic treasure.

When refining this thing, it can be said that many people worked together to achieve this result.

Haitang provides the Yuanying monk's true fire energy, Xuanming has a poisonous weed physique and is responsible for refining the poison, and Zhang Lin is a weapon refining genius and is responsible for the specific process of refining the weapon.

Fang Yang was responsible for coordinating and providing precious materials needed for weapon refining.

In the past half year or so, Fang Yang and the others spent most of their time just making this thing.

At this time, he suddenly took it out to attack, which had an unexpected effect!

Because this lock hook is made from the poisonous tail of the ice scorpion in the transformation stage, Fang Yang named it the Xuan Poison Ice Scorpion Hook.

Fang Yang took advantage of the fact that Patriarch Qingjin and the others had no time to take care of it, and with a sudden movement, he hooked the Mysterious Ice Scorpion and swung it away towards Saint Jue Heng and Patriarch Shentu.

"you dare!"

At this time, the Holy Thunder Ancestor roared crazily!

"You bastard, if you dare to touch my descendants, I will cut you into pieces and kill everyone on Yanmu Immortal Island!"

Faced with this naked threat, Fang Yang showed deep disdain in his eyes.

But the movement in his hands was three points faster.

"Tear..." a sound.

Fang Yang's Mysterious Ice Scorpion Hook had torn a small hole in Sheng Jueheng's defense.

The poisonous gas rushed into their bodies in an instant. Even the Nascent Soul cultivator, faced with the corrosion of such strong poisonous gas, his muscles quickly began to turn into a rotten black liquid.

"ah……"

Sheng Jueheng and Patriarch Shentu both screamed in agony.

They watched their bodies decay and decay.

Such fear frightened them to the extreme.

You must know that the poison used by Fang Yang even added the power of Xuanming's own poisonous grass that destroys the underworld, as well as the poison of the mutated god-stage ice scorpion from the Yunlan Canghai secret realm.

In addition, there are dozens of highly poisonous weeds!

Even if a cultivator in the transformation stage is poisoned by this poison, I'm afraid he won't get better.

Not to mention the Nascent Soul cultivator in front of him.

"Quick! Give up the body!"

The Holy Thunder Ancestor screamed.

He understood that if he didn't make a decision at this time, I'm afraid it wouldn't be long before his soul would be wiped out.

After hearing the words of the Holy Thunder Ancestor, although the two men's eyes changed, they seemed to hesitate.

But in the face of such pain, they gritted their teeth and heard their heads opening up.

Two Nascent Soul light balls over three inches high burst out of the orifice.

Nascent Soul was very fast, and they immediately rushed in the direction of Ancestor Sheng Lei and the others.

When Fang Yang saw the two little Yuanyings escaping, he did not pursue them but showed a playful smile.

The two little Nascent Souls ran towards Ancestor Sheng Lei and the others like crazy.

They thought that Fang Yang was afraid that Patriarch Sheng Lei, a monk in the late Nascent Soul stage, would not come after him, so they breathed a sigh of relief.

But when they came to Ancestor Sheng Lei, they found that there was a difference in the eyes between Ancestor Sheng Lei and other Nascent Soul monks.

These monks looked at their two Nascent Souls as if they were monsters.

Only then did they look at their Nascent Soul bodies, only to realize that their Nascent Soul bodies had also been invaded by poisonous gas and turned black.

The little Nascent Soul turned black in the winter, like a piece of flying black coal.

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