Chapter 1557: Twelve Saints collapsed with one drink, and the sword came out to cut off the poisonous female voice
"coming?"
Yellow sand fills the sky, and the wind howls.
His vision blurred for a few times, Kong Tong put down the hand rubbing his eyes, turned back to the bottom of the valley and shouted:
"They're coming!"
There was a sudden rustling around the plaque in the Siming Temple.
Taixu quickly retracted, shrinking into a small circle, everyone's heart was raised high, and they were ready.
The Twelve Saints jumped up one by one and reached the top of the cliff. Their emotions were calm. Someone followed and said:
"several?"
Kong Tong rubbed his eyes again and looked into the yellow sand. He realized that he had seen it right and immediately shouted down:
"Five."
Only five?
Taixu, who was huddled around the plaque, suddenly felt relieved.
They have more than ten semi-saints here, are they afraid of five of their saint slaves?
According to information, there are currently only two saint slaves, namely Cen Qiaofu and Water Ghost.
Just these two people, including Master Shou, and two Taixu, would they dare to come here?
"It's kind of funny."
This really makes people laugh, "Don't they know there are fifteen Half-Saints here?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone couldn't laugh anymore, and everyone was silent.
Yes, with the power of the Saint Slave, how could he not know?
Everyone is playing this card openly now, and they definitely have a way to know the situation here.
But with the strength of five people, they still dare to come and charge into the formation. What does this mean?
It shows that they are fearless!
This shows that they believe that with Master Shou holding Huang Qingcang on the left and two pendants on the right, they can destroy the dozen and a half saints here!
"furious!"
"Unruly!"
"But the Holy Slave never does anything that is uncertain, not to mention that there must be a water ghost inside..."
Expecting this, the situation was in chaos.
However, with one side of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the tall and speechless figure standing on the railing at the plaque, letting the wind and rain shake me, and all the Taixu people suddenly felt calm.
What are you afraid of?
This is Dazai Ji!
When Xu Xiaoshou came, he couldn’t eat anything and had to walk around!
…
"Who is Xu Xiaoshou?"
Sand and dust were flying into the sky in the roaring wind, and someone asked anxiously.
For a half-saint, the distance of a thousand miles can only be reached in an instant. Soon, the figures grew from the size of dots to larger ones, and their general outlines could be seen.
Through the haze, Qin Guan bumped Kong Tong's shoulder and frowned: "Why does it seem like there are more than two saints?"
Indeed more than that!
Kong Tong identified it carefully.
Except for the leader who he couldn't see clearly, the four people around him were all semi-saints.
"The one in the middle is Xu Xiaoshou."
As soon as these words came out, the Twelve Saints raised their eyes and looked up.
Then I saw that the young man in black clothes who was leading him was only about twenty years old. He was handsome, handsome and extremely outstanding. He was walking like a dragon and a tiger with great power.
For a few steps, sand and dust flew up, but as a mortal, he looked like the god of war descending from the sky, and the sense of oppression he brought was no less than that of Dazai Ji-sama!
"What's going on with this trend?"
The Twelve Saints were all in awe, and at the same time they noticed the shadow at Xu Xiaoshou's feet.
But he saw that the shadow was that of a normal person, neither big nor small, neither clear nor dark, and had no external manifestation of the power of the God of War at all.
"Look behind him!"
Qin Guan's pupils trembled suddenly. He didn't know what he saw, but he pointed at it from a distance.
Therefore, under the storm, although Xu Xiaoshou was small, as he walked, the outline of a huge giant was faintly outlined in the dust behind him.
"Boom!"
step……
"Boom!"
One more step...
"Boom!"
When the Twelve Saints witnessed these images, they felt that they had been trapped in an illusion and had come to another world. All scenery except the yellow sand storm had disappeared.
The yellow sand giant, whose body was only visible, took one step after another, unhurriedly, but stepped on people's hearts again and again, as if he wanted to trample and crush people's will.
"Such a momentum!"
This coercive force was clearly exerted by the Semi-Saint on ordinary spiritual refiners, but now it was reversed.
Who is this Xu Xiaoshou?
Who are the Twelve Saint Kings?
Isn’t this putting the cart before the horse and going against Tiangang?
"The restricted area ahead, stop anyone coming!"
Kong Tong squirmed and used his skill to get rid of the pressure, squeezed out from the gap, grabbed the spear, and shouted:
"I am Kong Tong, the Spirit-bearing Saint Lord of the Twelve Saint Lords under the command of the War Saint Dazai Ci in the northern region of the Holy Temple. I have given orders to go ahead, and those who commit offenses will be punished with death..."
Oops!
What needs to be said is not finished yet.
The young figure in front of him waved the back of his hand gently, and suddenly the wind stopped and everything was silent.
Kong Tong felt as if something was blocking his throat. The words he wanted to strengthen his position were stuck in his throat and could not come out. It was so uncomfortable.
"Ta-ta-ta..."
Five figures all walked out of the yellow dust.
At this time, even the sarcastic smile on the lips of the young man leading the group was clearly visible.
He glanced at the Twelve Saint Lords around him indifferently, shook his head in a very small way, and then looked at the chasm behind him, and said disdainfully:
"Let's just forget about the small talk. I don't have that much time to waste on you guys."
Ignore!
Naked disregard!
This look, this tone, it is clear that he does not take all the half-saints present in his eyes.
The water ghosts who were traveling with us, Mr. Sang, all had expressions on their faces. Well, you don't have time, so we ants have time to peck each other.
The twelve sage kings who were waiting for them in a well-proportioned manner around the natural chasm and cliffs had already formed their shapes, and their faces were all filled with anger.
Not a wisp!
It is a clearly visible rage!
Those who are daring, have no respect, know no dignity, and are rampant in talking nonsense. How dare you, the noble Twelve Saints, to say such nonsense in front of you? See how I spray you!
But don’t wait to speak yet…
After the young man in black said this, he raised his chin slightly, raised the corners of his lips, and displayed a dazzling arcana formation at his feet.
It seems to have the power to increase the physical body?
The formation diagram sank as it advanced, sinking into the earth.
With the sound of "boom", thousands of miles of rocks shattered into pieces and flew into the air, suspending the sky and the earth, and freezing in mid-air.
The yellow sand storm behind him also changed, like the eyes of a giant, turning into a ferocious monster and leaning towards him. It was frightening and the sound of the storm cracked:
"Dazai Ci, come out and die!!!"
…
Rumble!
Wave after wave of powerful force swept across the top of the chasm, causing the entire hollowed-out valley to collapse, with falling rocks rolling down.
"Dazai Ci, come out and die..."
"Come out and die..."
"die……"
The explosive sound that penetrates the whole world, like a catastrophe of divine punishment, appears directly in people's minds, with heavy reverberation and fierce impact.
"Ahhhh——"
Taixu, who was around the plaque of the Siming Temple, screamed in agony and fell to the ground. Blood burst out from all his orifices, foaming at the mouth, and he was in pain.
High in the sky, the figures of the Twelve Saint Kings collapsed and retreated. They were roared and spun around like dust and stones. Their clothes were torn and their weapons were destroyed. They were in an extremely embarrassed state.
"Ah."
The War Saint Dazai Ci sat on the boulder and remained motionless.
From the huge black shadow under his feet, a suspicious voice came out:
"Total Divine Mind?"
The strength of the Twelve Saint Kings is obvious to all in the Northern Territory.
This Xu Xiaoshou's roar could drive them back like sand and gravel. It's simply unbelievable!
From this drink, it is not difficult to get a glimpse of the taste of spiritual thoughts.
After all, since the Battle of the Ten Seats in the Last Dynasty, all the semi-saints in the world have studied this way. Although few have mastered it, they all understand this power.
only……
What kind of spiritual thoughts can be used to bless this pure sound, so that without relying on other ways, the Holy King will be shattered and the world will be turned upside down?
"Are the Shadow Saints awakened?"
Mrs. Snake snuggled into Dazai's arms and smiled.
Seeing that the God of War's armor only shone brightly and Dazai Ci didn't move at all, she knew that this piercing spirit thought was no big deal and could not break her man's defense at all.
The level of the Twelve Saint Lords is still one level behind her height.
"What a rude boy. He only knows how to go straight to the bottom of things and doesn't understand the importance of foreplay. Then let me get to know him first."
After saying this, Madam Snake turned into a black smoke and disappeared.
"Wait a minute, Snake Lady!"
The huge black shadow on the ground squirmed and let out a cry of surprise, but it was too late.
…
"Follow Old Water Ghost Sang, I'll leave the side dishes to you!"
Xu Xiaoshou shattered the Twelve Saint Kings with a drink, and his anger reached its peak at this moment.
He didn't even care that the angry flying insect was about to come back after being humiliated. Knowing that the Four Saints behind him could help him block all obstacles, he pulled himself up and pointed just below the chasm.
As early as when we were adjacent to this place, "Perception" could vaguely see that there was an extremely powerful concealment formation there.
It is not a heavenly secret formation, but a holy level spiritual formation, but the level is extremely high.
It uses the power of transformation to change everything that people see, and also hides the location of the God-Slaying Order in a hazy moonlit world.
Can't see anything clearly!
But Xu Xiaoshou could intuitively sense that there was a semi-holy aura guarding below, with an intensity rarely seen in his life!
just……
Use it as a sharpening stone before I beat my beloved dog!
"brush."
As soon as they reached the chasm, a plume of black smoke suddenly appeared below, condensing into the shape of a charming lady dressed in red gauze.
Xu Xiaoshou was startled for a moment, then he grabbed the woman's neck with his palms, showing no pity for her:
"Is your name Dazaiji?"
Mrs. Snake was stunned for a moment when she heard the sound, and then smiled like a flower: "I'm not..."
laugh!
Before he finished speaking, Xu Xiaoshou had no intention of being polite, and locked the woman's throat with his scaly black claws and twisted hard.
"die!"
confused……
A strange sound appeared.
Madam Snake's head tilted away, leaving only a slippery and viscous wet liquid, and her head twisted out of the seal like a snake.
"You kid, why are you so impatient?"
There was a look of surprise on her face, her beautiful eyes were charming, and at the same time, she breathed out orchids and breathed out a mouthful of dark purple fragrance.
"Huh~~~"
what?
Isn't Dazai Ji a man, using such disgusting moves?
"Being corroded, passive value, +1."
"Being poisoned, passive value, +1."
"Being softened, passive value, +1."
"Suffering from weakness, passive value, +1."
"Being confused, passive value, +1."
"..."
The information bar pops up.
A breath of orchid breath, tenacious and tough.
Xu Xiaoshou felt that he was instantly overwhelmed by more than a dozen negative states, and even his spiritual awakening was activated.
The skin on his palms was corroded and peeled off, and the recovery speed was extremely slow.
The strange toxin of unknown grade feeds on the spiritual essence and flows between the limbs and bones, invading wantonly.
The body becomes weak...
The mind becomes confused...
Even his eyes briefly blurred, and his steps staggered slightly.
"What kind of poison has such effects?" Xu Xiaoshou was shocked. His current passive skill was definitely not a silver-like pewter spear tip.
"Little brother..."
Mrs. Snake put her green fingers on her chin and said jokingly:
"This is the 'Sophora japonica poison' that is taken from the ancestral tree Great Sophora japonica and refined with the blood of various ancient holy beasts. If you are caught off guard, even the Holy Emperor can be poisoned one by one. How can you withstand it?"
"The poison of Sophora japonica dissolves in the blood, as if it were made in heaven. Sister, let me tell you the truth. Now you are just dizzy and your limbs are weak. After ten breaths, your body will fester and the poison will rot your soul. After a hundred breaths, you will... um~"
"I won't say anymore. If you want, just come and ask my sister~"
She shook her head slightly, stretched out her finger with a smile, touched the eyebrows of this handsome young gentleman, and pushed forward gently.
In the past, no matter who the saint was, even if it was the first time Dazai Ji met, he was unprepared and fell into her trick, and his body was snatched away. When he was awake, it was already in progress and irreversible.
Now this little guy is not even a half-saint...
No matter how strong the physical body is? Okay, but the poison of Sophora japonica comes from the inside out, and it is as difficult to remove as the host of ghosts and beasts. It is useless!
No matter how strong the sword intention is, it cannot solve the actual problem at all. Ancient sword cultivators are useless, and those who do not cultivate the physical body are useless!
No matter how strong the mind is?
How strong is the power of ancestral origin?
What are these things?
It's such an illusory thing. It's okay to kill the enemy. If you want to save yourself, you have to master the power of Yaozu. Maybe you can give it a try.
"Master Shou?"
"Oh, it's just Xu Xiaoshou."
Madam Snake only needed to use a little trick, and she seemed to see this world-famous young man unable to bow before her pomegranate skirt, and finally threw away his armor and covered his face and cried.
She pushed her fingers forward, her eyes moved downwards, her long and forked tongue licked her red lips, and her saliva burned through the void.
"I heard that you can also 'give birth to thousands of children from one person'?"
"Come on, let you and I both experience the pleasure of the real Yuesheng Wonderland... eh?"
The sound of hunger and thirst suddenly stopped, and a look of disbelief flashed across Madam Snake's face.
But when he saw Xu Xiaoshou in front of him, his body was shaken, and he stepped on the life disk under his feet. A large amount of life mist suddenly sprayed out from the pores of his body, which was faintly mixed with the dark purple color belonging to Sophora japonica.
"How can it be?"
Mrs. Snake was shocked, "Sophora venom dissolves in the body, how could you find its existence so accurately?"
Useless!
It’s no use finding it!
As long as you are attacked, the sophora venom will become your spiritual essence, holy essence, blood, and body. Just shooting it out is not enough!
"Huh~~~"
Madam Snake was in the orchid again, and a large mouthful of mist came out from her mouth, which instantly enveloped Xu Xiaoshou's entire body.
He doesn't resist?
Xu Xiaoshou didn't move at all, as if he couldn't move!
Mrs. Snake intuitively felt that something was wrong. This was obviously a sign of weakness after being poisoned, but this man's reaction made people feel a little uneasy, as if he did it on purpose?
retreat?
It is impossible to retreat!
Today, she must capture this hot-blooded young man and give him a good taste and training!
"Huh~~~"
After spitting out another mouthful of sophora venom, Xu Xiaoshou, who was in a state of confusion, suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes burst out with light:
"Is it over yet?"
brush!
The all-pervasive Sophora japonica poison had indeed seeped into Xu Xiao's body, but disappeared in an instant as if he had fallen into a bottomless pit.
Madam Snake finally changed her face in shock.
She could no longer sense that Xu Xiaoshou had even half of his own poison power in his body at this moment!
"How can it be?"
"How can this be done?"
Xu Xiaoshou only curled his lips when he heard the sound.
It is true that the poison of Sophora japonica is unparalleled in the world. If you are caught off guard and cannot be swallowed with the power of devouring it immediately, even the transformation and endless rebirth will take half a day.
But I'm sorry, there are two power centers in my body. If the Qihai side is broken, I admit that you are stronger, but this does not prevent me from opening the Dragon Ball!
Once the dragon ball is opened, the power stored inside is released.
Then use the secret of life to extract all the life energy that has been poisoned from the body and throw it into the dragon ball.
I'm still me.
I am no longer the person I used to be.
"Something, but not much."
Xu Xiaoshou's eyes suddenly woke up.
The art of swordsmanship, the gods and Buddhas in front of you!
Don't look directly... Mrs. Snake knows the ancient sword cultivator very well. She immediately looked away if she felt something.
At Xu Xiaoshou's feet, the Yi Dao Disk bloomed:
"Look at me, bitch!"
Long——
At this moment, Madam Snake felt a heavy hammer hit her head. She numbly accepted the guidance and turned her head to look.
not good!
The power of guidance!
Xu Xiaoshou, how could he have the guiding power of Lord Dazai Ci? This is something that cannot only be possessed by the Holy Emperor?
"laugh……"
When her thoughts changed like this, after the darkness in front of her eyes passed, Mrs. Snake felt that the world was spinning.
"The west wind withers the snow."
When the voice came, the holy thoughts swept away subconsciously.
At the source of the sound below, the young man in black had slowly sheathed his sword behind his headless body. The fierce light of the four swords quickly hid their edge, and with a "click" sound, they returned to their scabbards.
Hee hee hee…
Thick blood, soon accompanied by the evil energy of the four swords, gushes out from the broken neck, drowning the screams of the nine days of mourning: