The troops in Jialan Realm were divided into groups according to battle formations, and Fu Yunxiu also returned to his own battle formation, temporarily separated from Tang Mo.
Seventeen demigods stood near the barrier, quietly waiting for the arrival of the Blood Demon.
Everyone was extremely quiet, only Tang Mo's voice could be heard occasionally, "There are still five hundred thousand miles left."
The Seventh Senior Sister suddenly said: "Little Junior Sister is now as cold as the Fourth and Seventh Junior Brother, like a blood demon."
Hearing this, all the demigods looked over with complicated expressions.
Seventh Senior Sister blinked innocently, "I just want to lighten the atmosphere. What's wrong? Isn't it funny?"
Tang Mo, one of the parties involved, twitched his lips and said with difficulty: "It's funny, don't say it next time."
The Seventh Senior Sister pursed her lips and closed her mouth a little aggrievedly.
Si Qi was very calm throughout the whole process, obviously he was used to it.
Tang Mo said "tsk", how pitiful.
However, after this small episode, the atmosphere among the demigods was really not that tense, and by a strange combination of circumstances, the goal was achieved.
Until the blood demon army appeared in their perception, everyone was silent again.
Is it true that the decisive battle came so suddenly?
At this moment, they would rather Tang Mo was playing tricks on them. Unfortunately, the number of blood demons reported by Tang Mo was extremely accurate.
"Sanliu, let's go." Senior Sister Seven said.
Sanliu responded softly and stepped outside the barrier.
Wearing a black robe, Sanliu raised his right arm and untied the bandage.
Tang Mo's heart moved, and she remembered now that she had never seen Senior Brother Sanliu use his right hand. She originally thought that Senior Brother was left-handed, but she didn't expect that there was another mystery.
Tang Mo released his telekinesis and looked carefully. The bandage was no ordinary bandage. It was covered with runes, like a seal.
Seal up and down your arms?
Senior Sister Seven on the side explained: "Sanliu was bitten on the arm by a snake in the middle of the night when he was a child. Originally, he could not survive the third night, but his life should not be cut off. He was saved by the traveling sect leader. After that, he joined the Xuanzhong Sect, and from then on
Start studying poison techniques."
Tang Mo listened very seriously and couldn't help but ask: "But Senior Brother Sanliu is already a demigod. The poison of the midnight snake shouldn't be able to do anything to him. How could it be..."
The Seventh Senior Sister smiled and explained: "The poison of the Midnight Snake stopped him in his second year. But to everyone's surprise, he did not detoxify, but used that arm as a
Container, start cultivating stronger poison."
Tang Mo was shocked. Cultivated poison in his body?! This one turned into pus directly. Senior Brother Sanliu is such a ruthless person!
The most important thing is that not only did Senior Brother Sanliu survive, he also relied on poison to become a demigod!
As he spoke, all the bandages on Sanliu's right arm were untied, revealing a snow-white arm with dark red lines. A trace of light red mist drifted out from his arm and blended into the surrounding void.
Tang Mo just stared at the light red mist for a few seconds before feeling numbness on his scalp. This numbness spread from his head to his whole body. It wasn't until her whole body was paralyzed that he couldn't move that he realized that he had been poisoned.
"Cut off the telepathy outside." Seventh Senior Sister said solemnly.
Tang Mo quickly followed the instructions and waited for a while before speaking in shock, "Senior Brother Sanliu's poison is too overbearing! Why should I be afraid of a blood demon with such strength?"
Senior Sister Seven shook her head helplessly, "It would be nice if it was that easy. In fact, Sanliu's poison poses the greatest threat to the Consciousness Sea, and if it is released, it will be diluted by other spiritual powers, and its toxicity will be reduced a lot."
Tang Mo: "...Isn't one antidote pill not enough for me?"
Senior Sister Seven couldn't help but laugh, "Sanliu must have particularly recognized your strength, but... it's better to just be in case." She took out her detoxifying pill, "Here, I'll give it to you as a spare."
Tang Mo waved his hand quickly, "How can this work? Senior Brother Sanliu agreed that he was right. I was observing his arm just now and it was too close. If you are farther away, I should be able to resist."
At this time, the Seventh Senior Sister finally showed a surprised look, "Is it just numbness to be so close? Alas, you are indeed stronger than I thought." She put away the detoxification pill and smiled softly, "Okay, I'll wait for you.
Ask me for it when you need it."
Tang Mo didn't think much and nodded repeatedly.
The seventh senior sister smiled and thought, the little junior sister is so cute, she has Xuanwu blood in her body, this detoxification pill is just better than nothing for her.
While chatting, Sanliu had already used poison to create a poisonous miasma. Of course it wouldn't float slowly with the light red mist, so how long would it last?
Sanliu took out his sacred weapon, actively swallowed the light red mist, and then sprayed it out. The poisonous mist filled the air hundreds of times faster.
After the poisonous miasma formed, Sanliu slowly wrapped the bandage back, but it was not completely tight, as if it would shake off at any time. Then he took a few steps forward and stopped in place.
Therefore, when the blood demons came, a very mocking scene formed.
There is a large area of Wu Yangyang on the Blood Demon side, but only three or six on the human side.
It's like saying, "It's useless no matter how many people come, I can easily handle you all alone."
As we all know, the blood demons' IQs are not high enough in the first place. They were aroused by the scene in front of them, and immediately rushed forward with demon blood on their heads, howling.
Sanliu also retreated instantly, a little slower than the blood demons, giving them the illusion that "they can catch up if they chase harder."
Then, by the time the blood demons chased them to the center of the poisonous miasma and realized they had been fooled, it was already too late!
The first person to react was the Saint-level Blood Demon.
Their symptoms were very similar. They all started by holding their heads, then became numb all over, and finally fell down stiffly without making a sound.
But in fact, these blood demons are not completely dead and need to be dealt a blow.
At this time, the saints in the Jialan Realm took the antidote and rushed out in a swarm, followed closely by the demigods.
At this time, although the demigod blood demons did not fall, they were still trying their best to dissolve the poison, and their strength was suppressed to the lowest level.
The demigods of the Jialan Realm were all in high spirits, sharpening their swords and rushing forward.
Tang Mo and Si Qi were the fastest, and their attacks were also similar - they swung out their swords with a huge sword light.
It's just that Si Qi's sword was extremely sharp and cut off one of the demigod blood demon's arms.
Tang Mo's sword was a little sinister, and he aimed at the blood demon's horn again.
But Tang Mo's reputation had already spread among the blood demons. How could the demigod blood demon let her succeed? At the risk of being poisoned, he moved half an inch sideways, and the sword light fell on him.
on the forehead.
The demigod blood demon breathed a sigh of relief, his dignity was preserved!
Tang Mo let out a regretful "tsk", "It's okay, I'll hit you with another sword, this time I'll definitely hit!"