There is a golden tattoo shining on his chest, and the light is very dazzling, and the vines are also covered with a light golden film.
"Three thousand six hundred and twenty years! After Brother Seven died in battle to save me, for the past three thousand years, I have been working hard to develop potions every day."
"Finally, I developed the potion that best matches my talent and situation."
"Meeting you today is really an arrangement from God, allowing me to fulfill my wish and avenge Brother Seventh!"
The poison grew larger and roared, and seventy-two vines spread out from his body, like seventy-two golden dragons piercing the starry sky, strangling forward.
The two powerful Realm Lords from the Flat-head Tribe who originally rushed toward him were entangled in vines almost instantly, and then with a slight squeeze, their bodies exploded into countless pieces.
Although they are energy body beings, their energy body possesses an energy core. The energy core shattered on the spot, and the world inside them exploded, turning into a void object.
"You must have eaten Brother Qi!"
Poison recognized Toru at a glance, the immortal vice-captain of the Flathead clan.
The seventy-two vines spreading from his body penetrated towards Tolu without any reservation, and other members of the team also fought with the strong men of the Flathead clan.
Every time everyone takes action, they try their best and seem to be trying their best. This shows how deep the hatred in their hearts is.
Tuolu, the vice-captain of the Flathead tribe, calmly took out a flaming sword more than three meters long. He said to the captain Fuvilla:
"Captain, these little guys back then are much stronger than before."
Captain Fuvilla nodded and said:
"I'll hold back the immortal strongman, you take care of the pharmacist, and leave the others to the team members."
As he spoke, a black chain hundreds of meters long appeared in Fuvilla's hand, with blazing flames burning on it, like a black fire dragon flying in the starry sky, rushing towards Taiwo.
"Do you think it's possible for a world lord-level cultivator to defeat me with the help of medicine and this plant life?"
Tolu, who was fighting with poison, said with a ferocious smile.
He held a flaming sword and frantically attacked the poisonous vines.
He swung the long knife like a scorching sun, splitting the vines continuously.
However, after these vines are cut off, golden divine light flashes, and new vines will grow again
It seems that he has the function of infinite regeneration, but every time he consumes the poison's life energy.
After he fought for a while, Poison could clearly feel that he was at a disadvantage in this battle.
"My strength is not enough to kill this vicious immortal."
"I must persist, even if it means consuming him, I will consume him to death! Brother Qi, I must avenge you!"
Poison roared in his heart, the battle situation on his side was very fierce, and his body was hit in many places by the flaming sword.
Several other veteran team members are also struggling. On average, each of them is fighting against two or three strong men of the same level.
Moreover, the Flatheads are known in the universe to be ferocious and warlike, and not afraid of death.
Perhaps one against one, their combat power is not as good as these experienced team members, but with a few teamwork, the veteran team members are also a little overwhelmed.
"The effect of my illusion on them is very weak."
The charming girl spoke anxiously.
The hammer came closer to him, came over and hammered away the strong man from the Flathead tribe next to him, then said in a deep voice:
"The hometown of these guys has experienced killings since they were young. When they grow up to this age, their hearts have long been filled with the desire to kill, and they have always been extremely determined. It is very difficult to use illusions on them."
"Their bodies are made of energy forms, and the energy core in their bodies must be shattered, otherwise they will reunite."
After team member Kuangwu killed a strong man from the Flat-head clan, he found that he had reappeared in front of him.
Everyone's fighting has fallen into a state of madness.
"Wang Tong, go and help Poison, he is risking his life now!"
Captain Taiwo said anxiously.
Although everyone is at a disadvantage, they can still persevere, at least their lives will not be in danger.
After Poison swallowed the potion, he tried his best to take action. Once the effect of the potion wore off, he would be crushed alive by the immortal named Toru until he died.
The golden sword summoned by Wang Tong slashed at the two powerful men from the Flat-headed Group who were besieging him. After blowing them away, it instantly turned into a golden light that tore through the sky and rushed towards Poison.
The energy cores in the two flat-headed Realm Masters who were blown away by him were directly penetrated by a ray of golden light.
Their bodies shattered into pieces and then dimmed and disappeared.
After he rushed to Poison, he knocked Tolu away, and then pulled the crazy Poison out of the battle circle and returned to their team.
Then the two golden swords continued to shuttle through the void at extremely fast speeds. In just a few breaths, all twenty of the world lord-level flat-headed men fell.
The surrounding void is filled with items scattered after the world inside them collapsed.
"Wang Tong is too fierce!"
"Awesome! Awesome!"
The other members of the team were shocked.
In fact, these realm masters who have fought on battlefields outside the territory are very powerful, and it is not that easy to kill them.
This has the advantage of one genre.
If an immortal warrior from the warrior sect were to kill these twenty or so powerful realm masters, it would take a lot of effort.
The reason why Wang Tong killed them so quickly was because he used the Yan Shen Weapon and was very advanced in it.
Fuvilla, the captain of the Flathead tribe who was fighting, was shocked when he saw this.
"What! It's actually the ninth level of the Divine Weapon!"
Tolu's expression on the side also changed drastically.
"Captain Fuvilla! There is actually a strong man in this team who is as powerful as an immortal."
"What should we both do?"
"Retreat! Retreat!"
Fuvilla immediately ordered.
Now, the situation on the battlefield has reversed.
If the Taiwo team includes Poison and Wang Tong, they have a total of three immortal levels of combat power.
And now there are only two people left in their team.
Those extra powerful realm masters may not be able to kill them, but they will have some impact on them during the battle.
"You can't escape!"
After Wang Tong killed twenty powerful Realm Lords of the Flathead clan in one breath, he immediately controlled two golden swords and flew towards Tolu.
"Whoops!"
"Whoops!"
The two golden swords flickered, and then appeared a few meters behind Tolu, directly hitting the armor on his body.
Although the armor on Tolu's body resisted the attack of the golden sword, the huge force from the golden sword made Tolu's whole body tremble violently. Then the flaming sword he held in his hand was almost knocked out of his hand.