The Ancestor of Body Repair

Du An, who had just left the battlefield for a mile or so, sensed the terrifying power of the black sword light, with a look of fear on his face, and continued to run forward without looking back.

"This coercion has definitely reached the level of a magic weapon in the Core Formation Stage. This is the attack from the third team."

Du An didn't dare to release his divine sense to investigate, so he could only speed up his steps to stay away from the battlefield. This kind of battle was beyond his imagination. The farther away, the safer he was. He didn't have any means to resist the power of the dandan level.

The magic energy in front of him was full of Rongyuan magic powder. Du An only needed to avoid the areas where the magic powder disappeared, so he moved very fast.

Although he was getting farther and farther from the battlefield, the battle in the distance was more violent.

There is a world of difference between the Foundation Establishment Stage and the Pill Formation Stage. Even if the Qishamen and the Yin-Yang Holy Sect's magic cultivators have some magical powers that work together to save their lives, they will definitely not be able to use it when they are attacked by the Pill Formation Magic Weapon level.

"Fortunately, these people are contaminated with Rongyuan magic powder. As long as I remain vigilant, there will not be too much danger."

Thinking of this, Du An took out an elixir of magic powder from his cuff, swallowed it, and deepened the induction.

"The third team of demon cultivators has approached the main battlefield. Among the disciples of Qisha Sect and Yin-Yang Sect, four of their demon fans have lost their senses, and they should have just been killed."

"This team must be the disciples of the Blood Refinement Sect."

"None of the Xizhou magic cultivators died, and most of them fled outside the forbidden area."

Through the induction of magic powder, Du An roughly understood what was happening on the battlefield.

The Qisha Sect and the Yin-Yang Sacred Sect joined forces, apparently to deal with the Blood Refining Sect, the first Demon Sect in Qi. Immediately unleashed a sneak attack by pressing the bottom box.

After a few people died, some of the combined magical powers of the two major demon sects could not be used smoothly. In addition, a lot of magic power was consumed before. Needless to say, the blood refining sect will definitely win the battle.

As for the demon cultivators in Xizhou, they were scared to pieces and fled, and the Blood Refinement Sect did not waste their magic power on these people.

"Hey, that devil monkey didn't die."

Du An's pupils shrank, and he suddenly sensed that the magic powder of the magic monkey still existed, indicating that there was still active magic in his body.

He clearly remembered that this third-level demon monkey was first hit by three fake pill demon cultivators in Xizhou, and then was blasted away by a complete set of magical weapons from the fake magic weapon.

It's not dead?

"Even if it is a fourth-level beast, if it is attacked in such a turn, it will be seriously injured even if it does not die. Is this demon monkey a mutated top beast?"

For some reason, Duane felt a tinge of unease deep inside.

At this moment, within the sensing range of his Rongyuan magic powder, another group of immortal cultivators suddenly appeared. There were fifteen people in total. They were rushing from another direction outside the volcano, and the direction was still fighting. battlefield.

And the aura of the Pill Formation Magic Treasure that appeared before has also begun to weaken, but it was only a flash in the pan.

"Fifteen people. The number is the same as the two demons just now. They should be reinforcements from the Seven Demons and the Yin-Yang Holy Sect. In this way, the strength of the two sides seems to be similar, and it is very likely that both sides will suffer!"

Thinking of this, Du An suddenly stopped, looking at the scene in front of him with a look of surprise.

In front of him was a long and narrow lava river, about seven feet wide and nearly a hundred feet long. The magma exuded thick black smoke, and a strong sulfurous gas filled the air.

Instead of looking at the lava, Duan stared at a natural rock on the water of the magma pool. The rock was seven feet long and five feet wide. bridge.

The rock bridge and its surroundings are a bit out of place, as the air above it doesn't distort at all, indicating that it doesn't indicate a high temperature.

In this terrifying lava, it can still maintain normal temperature. This rock bridge is definitely a top material.

Du An slowly walked towards the rock bridge, his spiritual consciousness came out through his body, glanced at the gray rock, and then shook his head helplessly.

Then he hesitated a little, then stepped up.

Feeling the temperature under his feet, Du An's eyes lit up with ecstasy. Sure enough, it was beyond his judgment that the temperature of this gray rock was extremely low, even cooler than the air.

"This stone bridge is completely prepared for me. Without the hot air, my precious poison can stay on it for a long time."

"No matter who wins the battle in the back, they will eventually go to the deep volcano. If they pass here, they will definitely find the strangeness of the stone bridge."

"The stone bridge is connected to the lava. There should be no way for the monks to take it away during the foundation-building period, but they will definitely pass through the stone bridge. After all, it is too dangerous to pass over the lava. Not to mention the terrible temperature, the black smoke that smells of sulfur is also natural. poisonous."

"I just need to arrange poison on the bridge, and the guys who pass by here will be caught!"

After that, Du An looked cautious, and a yellow oilcloth appeared on his hand. The oilcloth was square and half the size of a palm, and it seemed to be wrapped in something.

With his hands close to the oilcloth, he carefully pushed it aside, revealing a boxy transparent ointment inside.

Looking at the breathless ointment, Du An's eyes flashed a tinge of pain. He bent down and pinched a section of the ointment with both hands through the oilcloth.

Then he exposed the other end and smeared it on the surface of the gray rock bridge. The middle part of the rock was brushed on both sides. After he finished smearing, the transparent ointment of the oil cloth was only the size of a thumb.

"Medullary ointment is the top poison that I have refined so far. If it weren't for that Rock City auction, I would not have been able to collect all the refining materials."

Du An's eyes showed confidence: "As long as the magic shield is stained with the marrow ointment, the poison can penetrate into the body of the cultivator, and the effort of a cup of tea will enter the bones. "

"Hey, after entering the bones, the severe poison will corrode the bones within thirty breaths, destroying the cultivator's body. Hehe, one of the ingredients of the marrow-eating ointment is the Rongyuan magic powder, which cannot be blocked by magic power. It's a good thing for dealing with magic cultivators."

"Unless you use the five elements of magic, you can kill it. But these magic cultivators, who has the five elements of mana in their bodies, even if they have magic talismans, how can they dare to bombard their fragile flesh."

After Du An finished smearing the stone bridge, he came to the other side of the magma stream. He put away the remaining marrow ointment, walked behind a stone, took out the magic pill to restore the magic power and swallowed it.

It is only three miles away from the volcano, and the temperature is extremely high. With Duan's cultivation, the magic power is consumed a lot, and the magic power must be restored.

At this time, three or four miles away, the two major demon disciples who came to support the blood refining sect team fought, and two powerful auras rose into the sky. Obviously, there were two more pill formations in the battlefield. Breath, the battle has entered a white-hot.

With the presence of Old God Du An, he can restore his magic power with peace of mind, and at the same time, through the induction of the Rongyuan magic powder, he can understand the situation of the battle.

The first two demon disciples who fought against Xizhou, he could only feel the aura of the demon fan for four people. Obviously, the other eleven people were all killed by the sneak attack at the beginning of the Blood Refinement Sect.

As the battle progressed, the aura of the Core Formation Stage gradually dissipated, and this top secret technique had a limited duration.

As for the nineteen members of the Blood Refining Sect, Du An's induction, the two people's magic powder marks disappeared, as for the reinforcements of Qishamen and Yinyang Holy Sect, four people also perished.

"I didn't expect the disciples of the Blood Refinement Sect to be so ruthless. With fewer hits, they only lost two people, but they killed a total of fifteen people before and after."

"Hey, another team of 15 people came over. It seems that the Qishamen and the Yin-Yang Holy Sect have really joined forces. The people of the Blood Refinement Sect consume so much magic power, they are going to be planted."

Duan sensed something again and raised his brows.

"What's the situation? The people from the Blood Refining Sect have evacuated in all directions. Do they have the ability to detect and sense the enemy's approach from seven or eight miles away?"

"People from the Yin-Yang Sect and Qisha Sect should have discovered the reinforcements and started chasing after the disciples of the Blood Refinement Sect."

"Magic fans are a little confused, and I can't tell which faction is."

"Hey, there are four guys, rushing in my direction."

Du An licked his lips, showing greed, thinking that he might poison and kill four top demon cultivators, his breathing became a little short.