Supreme Alchemy

"It's too strong. The Hundred Poison Saint is worthy of being one of the top 100 evil geniuses on the Hidden Dragon List. This level of strength is truly terrifying!"

Master Huang was trembling all over.

The Holy Son of Hundred Poisons on the Dragon-Slaying Platform with all his strength was really too terrifying.

If they were in the same realm, Master Huang would think that he would not be able to block a single blow.

And he is an alchemist.

More sensitive to poison gas.

The Poison Spirit of the Holy Son of Hundred Poisons can be called the top poison.

With his alchemy skills, there is no solution at all.

"After all, this is the Holy Son of the Northern Tang Sect, and he is the same as the Holy Son of my Alchemist Association."

Hong Dowon sighed.

Every saint son or saint girl is a being who is proud of their peers and has extraordinary talents.

The Holy Son of Hundred Poisons is not the strongest among the saints and saints.

But it's definitely not the weakest.

Attacking with all his strength at this time is far beyond what ordinary people can resist.

Even in the Imperial Martial Realm, one can fight.

"If Master Xiao can't stop me, I will take action even if my reputation is ruined!"

Tie Rujun stared closely at the Dragon-Slaying Platform.

The spiritual energy in his body is circulating, and he is ready to rescue at any time.

"Hey, although this kid is good, Saint Son of Hundred Poisons is so talented that he is still better!"

Ancestor Xie Yun’s eyes flickered and he spoke softly.

The Yaoyaoyu on the side clenched her hands tightly, extremely nervous.

And the ancestors of the Lu family, Feng Lingbei and others.

His eyes were filled with joy and he breathed a sigh of relief.

As for the 100,000 viewers.

At this time, he held his breath again and watched the battle carefully.

Bang bang bang!

Xiao Changfeng was beaten back violently.

The purple color on his skin was getting darker and darker.

It seems like toxins are invading the body.

The Hundred Poison Saint Son became more and more brave as he fought.

The attacks fell like torrential rain, extremely violent.

"Xiao Changfeng, you will die in my hands eventually."

The Holy Son of Hundred Poisons laughed proudly, with extraordinary pleasure.

He even felt that Xiao Changfeng could be poisoned to death in the next moment.

"Why!"

At this time, Xiao Changfeng sighed.

Suddenly he stopped retreating and stood still.

"Originally, I thought that with my divine body and magic power, I could defeat him. But now it seems that the difference in realm is still difficult to overcome."

Uh-huh!

A layer of green light bloomed from Xiao Changfeng's body.

The green light is like the sun, bright and bright.

That rich purple, under the green light.

Like frost in the sun, it melts instantly.

"In that case, let me show you my true power!"

Said.

A ball of green light suddenly rose from behind him.

Groan!

In the green light, a loud and high-pitched dragon roar shook the entire Dragon Slaying Platform.

"what is that?"

Countless people were surprised and all focused their attention.

I saw Xiao Changfeng behind him.

The Qinglong martial spirit appeared instantly.

The Qinglong martial spirit is Xiao Changfeng's strongest martial spirit currently.

It is nine meters long, and its whole body is as green as glass, crystal clear.

It is even more lifelike, exuding a touch of dragon power.

"Dragon-shaped martial spirit? Look at this aura, it seems to have reached the ninth level!"

Hong Daoyuan's face was filled with shock.

This was also the first time he saw Qinglong Wuhun.

"No way, Master Xiao is actually a soul warrior."

Master Huang was also stunned.

And he was a monster, and he felt the faint power of the dragon at this time.

There is a natural sense of fear in my heart.

The green dragon is the supreme beast.

Although not as ruthless as the white tiger.

But because of his high bloodline and high status, he is extremely respected.

"Damn it, how could he be a soul warrior!"

Feng Lingbei also took a breath of cold air.

Martial spirits are very rare.

Even in the Spirit Hall, which is the most powerful in China, there are not particularly many spirit warriors in it.

And ninth-grade martial spirits are even rarer.

The Holy Son of Hundred Poisons can become the Holy Son.

His ninth-grade poisonous martial spirit occupies a lot of weight.

But at this time.

Xiao Changfeng actually also possesses a ninth-grade martial spirit.

And it looks like it is an extremely rare dragon-shaped martial spirit.

This...this is simply incredible!

Uh-huh!

Qinglong Wuhun appears.

This makes Xiao Changfeng's Green Dragon Immortal Body more powerful.

The venom that had affected him before would no longer have any effect on him.

And he doesn't have to use magic.

The light is the aura that comes with the immortal body of the Azure Dragon.

It is to purify the venom around the body.

It's like being detoxified.

"Blue Sky Dragon Claw Hand!"

Xiao Changfeng did not give Saint Son of Poisons a chance to react.

He raised his right hand and turned into a sharp claw.

At the same time, Qinglong Wuhun also stretched out its dragon claws.

Synchronized with Xiao Changfeng's movements.

Tear!

A claw came out, although it didn't have the fierce killing power of a tiger's claw.

But also very powerful.

In an instant, dragon claws flew across the sky.

It fell directly on the body of the Hundred Poison Saint Son.

In an instant.

The ten-meter giant body of the Hundred Poison Saint Son is condensed from venom.

He was actually caught with five deep claw marks.

And the claw marks cannot be recovered.

It's like cutting off the water with a knife and intercepting the flow of water.

"You can actually hurt me!"

Saint Son of Baidu looked shocked and couldn't believe it.

However, Xiao Changfeng did not answer him.

Whoosh!

Xiao Changfeng jumped into the sky, like a real dragon flying into the sky.

The blue sky dragon claw hand was used again.

The Holy Son of Hundred Poisons took action with all his strength.

However, his venom could no longer affect Xiao Changfeng.

And he couldn't stop the Azure Sky Dragon's claw hand which was cast with magic power.

In an instant.

He was hit by four or five claws in succession, and his body was covered with scars.

"Dragon's Tail!"

Finally, Xiao Changfeng turned in mid-air.

He raised his right foot and drew a semicircle.

Then he kicked the Hundred Poison Saint hard in the face.

Plop!

The Hundred Poison Saint was kicked away immediately.

And his ten-meter-long body was like a deflated ball, shrinking rapidly.

When he hit the ground.

The martial soul fusion had dissipated.

He regained his flesh and blood body.

After all, the martial soul fusion was forced by him.

It was not like the Emperor Martial Realm where he could do whatever he wanted.

Puff!

The Hundred Poison Saint suddenly opened his mouth and spurted out three mouthfuls of blood.

In the end, the blood was mixed with pieces of internal organs.

Obviously he was seriously injured.

At this time, the Hundred Poison Saint had no more spirit than before.

His hair was disheveled, his face was pale, and he was covered with scars.

Like a defeated fighting cock.

Dejected.

"The Holy Son of Hundred Poisons... lost?"

One person in the crowd stammered, unable to believe it.

At this moment.

The Holy Son of Hundred Poisons was completely defeated.

Five Poison Techniques, Rain of Pear Blossom Needles, Martial Soul Fusion.

All methods were used.

But he still lost to Xiao Changfeng.

Compared with the miserable state of the Holy Son of Hundred Poisons.

Xiao Changfeng seemed very casual.

Except for being affected by the venom before.

He was almost not injured.

Obviously he still had strength to spare.

"Impossible, how could the Holy Son lose?"

Feng Lingbei also couldn't believe it.

The Holy Son of Hundred Poisons was cultivated by the Northern Tang Sect with all his efforts, and he was the future sect master.

His talent and strength were both top-notch.

Feng Lingbei never thought that the Holy Son of Hundred Poisons would lose.

And he lost to an unknown teenager.

"Ahhh!"

At this time, the Holy Son of Hundred Poisons roared unwillingly.

"Xiao Changfeng, I will never lose to you. I am the only one who can walk out alive today."

The Holy Son of Hundred Poisons roared, and then stretched out his hand.

He took out the trump card that he had not planned to take out from the storage ring.

Swish!

A saint's power.

It came down with a bang.

It turned out to be a holy weapon!