Although the power of the five-layer thunder talisman was astonishing, it was still chopped into pieces by the Thousand Soul Bone Sword.
"Ant, you will never be able to catch up with the gap between you and me. Your death has come!"
Wan Duxie smiled ferociously, and the Thousand Soul Bone Knife fell again. Thousands of terrifying faces were on the knife, making the entire demon knife look fierce!
Jiang Siming used his speed to duck aside.
But when the bone knife was swung down, the surrounding air suddenly turned light green, and the poisonous mist on the bone knife could actually contaminate the air!
The gas quickly dispersed and flew around Jiang Siming, wrapping him up.
Wan Duxie laughed and said: "Boy, you are really stupid. Do you think that the Wan Du Sect is best at using knives? Jie Jie..."
Seeing Jiang Siming surrounded by poisonous mist, the four elders were shocked, and Shui Yue became even more distracted.
But the next second, Jiang Siming walked out of the poisonous mist gracefully, patting the dust on his body with a careless smile on his face.
"With this poison, you don't even know if it can kill mosquitoes but you still dare to take it out. Your Wan Du Sect's poison level is 10% off?"
Wandu's evil smile froze, and he seemed unable to understand how Jiang Siming could be immune to these poisons?
He is so poisonous that even Nascent Soul cultivators, not to mention Golden Elixir cultivators, have to stay away.
Jiang Siming, however, was wrapped in all the poisonous mist and came out safe and sound.
Shuiyue breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Jiang Siming was okay. Everyone including Xueqi and Shuangling also relaxed and dealt with the enemy seriously.
"Since you are so stubborn, then try this!"
Wan Duxie sacrificed a bottle, exploded with a bang, and thick colored poisonous mist floated towards Jiang Siming, wrapping him up again.
"My poison is called Immortal Killing Mist. A monk in the Nascent Soul stage will die if he touches it! Let me see how tough your mouth is!"
Wan Duxie gritted his teeth and said that he regretted it after using it. Why did he use such precious murderous energy on a golden elixir ant?
But everyone strives to take a breath of Buddha and receive a stick of incense. Jiang Siming looks down on the poisonous skills of his Wandu Sect, and he can't bear it!
Even if it is a waste of a precious treasure, it is worth it!
The poisonous mist enveloped Jiang Siming, but once again nothing happened to Jiang Siming. He walked out, holding his nose and coughing several times in disgust.
"I said you poisoners are really full and have nothing to do. You are just polluting the air. There is no industrial pollution here, but people like you are still destroying the ecology. Damn it, it's bad luck!"
Jiang Siming cursed and spit out a mouthful of phlegm.
Wan Duxie and other Nascent Soul demon cultivators were stunned.
Could this kid also be a member of the poisonous sect?
"Impossible! How can you, a golden elixir ant, mock my Immortal Killing Mist? I don't believe it!"
Wan Duxie's heart collapsed and he roared. Then he calmed down and said: "You must have some treasure that can withstand the poisonous mist. When I kill you, the truth will come to light!"
Wan Duxie gave up on poisoning and, armed with the Thousand Soul Bone Knife, killed Jiang Siming again.
Even if he doesn't have any special skills, he, a peak Nascent Soul monk, can easily kill a mid-stage Golden Core monk.
However, before Wanduxie could get closer, Jiang Siming's Golden Crow Sword burst out with dazzling golden light and suddenly came through the clouds!
God-killing style!
Wan Duxie smiled disdainfully, and with a wave of his hand, an invisible spiritual shield appeared, trying to easily block this god-killing move.
However, he underestimated Jiang Siming's god-killing move.
When he was outside the Demonic Abyss, he was able to build up his cultivation base and was able to kill a golden elixir monk with just one move.
Now, Jiang Siming is in the middle stage of the Golden Elixir, and the power of the God-killing Style in his hand has increased dozens of times!
The light like the scorching sun shines on the Golden Crow Sword and shines on Wanduxie's head.
Then he bumped into the body-protecting spirit shield put out by Wan Du Xie!
Wan Duxie suddenly felt a violent earthquake, and many cracks appeared in the spiritual shield!
This made him even more surprised that a mere golden elixir monk could almost break his defense with a single sword strike.
"This tortoise's shell is really hard." Jiang Siming did not forget to comment.
Just as Wan Duxie was about to say something, something strange came from above his head again. When he looked up, a virtual heavenly secret seal appeared out of thin air, like a mountain of tai, pressing down on Wan Duxie.
Wan Duxie, who was unaware for a moment, was caught by the secret seal again!
Boom!
The Tianji Seal collided with Wan Duxie's spiritual barrier. This time, Wan Duxie's defensive spiritual barrier finally couldn't resist and collapsed.
The residual power of the Heavenly Secret Seal also hit Wan Duxie himself.
Wan Duxie didn't have time to be surprised, he shouted loudly and raised his knife to strike horizontally!
The phantom of Tianji Seal was cut into the air!
"Okay, very good! I didn't expect that a golden elixir boy could learn the two secret techniques of Qingyun Sect. It's a pity that you are always just a golden elixir ant. This kind of magic can't display its true strength unless you are in the Nascent Soul stage."
Wan Duxie clicked his tongue, but his movements did not stop at all, and he attacked Jiang Siming again.
This son must not be kept. If he runs away, he will definitely become a big trouble for him in the future.
Therefore, Wan Duxie issued a killing order for Jiang Siming!
However, just when he was about to move, a formation appeared under his feet.
Wan Duxie discovered that he was trapped in this formation.
Countless sandalwood trees, rivers of earth, rocks, and sparks appeared all around.
Wandu Xie hurriedly retreated in surprise, and at the same time cracked all these tricks.
"Ghost Traveling Lucky Scripture Talisman!"
However, a talisman was quietly born behind him and hit him.
Wan Duxie felt that the spiritual energy in his body was rapidly being imprisoned, and he hurriedly lucked out the spiritual energy and used the realm gap to break all the confining power.
And the next moment, Jiang Siming's method appeared again.
A strange talisman was born, and colorless and odorless gas floated out from it, drifting into the formation.
The poisonous spell in the cyan fragment!
Jiang Siming is going to fight fire with fire this time, using poison? It seems like no one knows how to use it.
And poison is of no use to him. His constitution is impervious to all poisons, and no poison will have any effect on him.
Jiang Siming got this poisonous talisman from the apocalyptic dungeon and has not used it a few times.
This time, Jiang Siming squeezed out all the toxins inside.
The spell loses its effectiveness and gradually dissipates.
However, all the toxins in the spell flew into the formation without any reservation.
Jiang Siming also had some flesh pain on his face. He used up a piece of cyan fragment so quickly. Everything in the fragment is precious.
This talisman cannot be recreated, unless he gets a way to make it, or he can only pick up another one by luck.
Wanduxie would never have imagined that a decent monk could actually poison himself.
At this moment, he wanted to curse: Are you a decent monk or a member of the devil's sect?
All the toxins spread to his body, and then Wan Duxie's body began to corrode rapidly.
Wan Duxie, who was shocked and pale, hurriedly stabilized his mind and exerted his Nascent Soul cultivation with all his strength to block these toxins that were more terrifying than his Immortal Killing Mist.
Sizzling...
The poisonous mist and his Nascent Soul spiritual energy were constantly fighting and burning.
Wanduxie didn't dare to be distracted at all. He felt that if this poison really invaded his body, the consequences would be very serious!
While Wan Duxie was fighting against the toxin, he was trying to find a way to escape from the formation.
Jiang Siming grinned at this moment, raised his butcher knife, and walked into the formation...
[Author's digression]: Fourth update~completed~ Hehe, let's do the math!