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Chapter four hundred and forty-one poison pot

The knife is fast!

The sword intention is very domineering.

Of course this is not all.

If you only have a sharp sword and a powerful sword intention, it is like a powerful soul without a physical body, and its full means can only be used to five or six points at most.

But now, the blessing of the power of the Uranium Dragon not only completes this sword, but also sublimates it.

What is ‘peace’?

Peace means fighting when I want to, and making peace when I want to be overbearing.

Just what the knife meant.

When the knife flew over, Lu Dayong's eyes shrank, and he felt boundless fear and despair deep in his bones.

In the end, I was unwilling to give in!

He still has many mythical methods that he has yet to use, he still has many ambitions that are waiting to be realized, he still has things that must be accomplished, people that must be conquered, successes that must be achieved, and scenery that must be seen.

However, all this failed!

Because he saw this knife.

This went beyond Chu Lingxiao's individual limit, but it should be an ordinary sword that belonged to Lin Xi's body.

Really...it's just ordinary!

Poof!

Lu Dayong's powerful body is covered with mythical patterns. If a mortal sees it, it may collapse and go crazy. The mythical body is covered with scars.

Lu Dayong worked hard to move forward.

But his feet and legs helplessly left his broken body one step ahead of him.

He tried hard to make a sound again, but his throat was bleeding.

In the end, his powerful soul flew out of the body crazily, wanting to carry the last of his energy and spirit, turning it into a sword that pierced everything, stabbing Chu Lingxiao, and dying with him.

But in that hot, bright blue light that seemed to light up everything, but actually destroyed and dissolved everything, his soul was invaded by extremely strong radiation.

Finally, under the rays of light, it melted like remaining snow.

Lu Dayong is dead!

A complete death!

It was also a very frustrating death!

This is like staying at home and practicing marksmanship, watching tens of thousands of action movies special to the island country. When you find a rare beauty who can practice it personally, you find that you can no longer ignite the flames of war, raise your spear, and fight hard.

One battle.

He could only fall to the ground with a contemptuous smile from the other party, so the skills he practiced hard, accumulated over many years, and waited for a long time became a joke in the eyes of others, a joke that everyone could use to laugh at.

Of course... neither Chu Lingxiao nor Lin Xi have any interest in laughing at or spreading the word about Lu Dayong's misfortune.

For Lin Xi, Lu Dayong was at best a passing stumbling block on his way forward, not even a bigger pothole.

After taking care of his opponents, Chu Lingxiao briefly checked the storage tools on the two corpses and rummaged through them, but found that they contained the inheritance of the ancient demon sect.

Return to the palace again.

The ground beneath my feet occasionally undulated, as if it was bumping up and down along with the waves.

It seems that this palace is actually floating on the sea.

There are many side halls sandwiched between the front hall and the back hall.

Chu Lingxiao first found a side hall for collecting books.

I originally thought I would gain something, but I didn't expect that maybe too much time had passed and no one had properly kept and disposed of those books.

With just a slight touch, they turned into dust and dispersed.

The stone slips and jade tablets that recorded messages lost their spirituality because they had not been taken care of for a long time, and the messages recorded in them were naturally lost.

Continuing to walk forward, Chu Lingxiao passed several unused side halls and a treasure house containing magical weapons.

Unfortunately, like the books in the library hall, this treasure house that collects magical artifacts has also become dilapidated due to being left unattended for many years. Sea water has penetrated through the ground. After years of corrosion, the runes on those magical artifacts have long since changed.

become blurred and can no longer play their original role.

In line with the virtue of frugality and archaeological research on ancient magical artifacts, I found a few relatively well-preserved ones and put them away, hoping to see if they could be restored in the future and study the ancient magic sect's magical artifacts to see if there was anything special about them.

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If the specific inheritance of the ancient demon sect cannot be found, then these relatively well-preserved magical weapons can be regarded as a small breakthrough.

"Hi... After all, magic weapons are not magic weapons. Magic weapons give birth to spiritual wisdom. They know how to independently absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and use it for their own cultivation and evolution. Even if they cannot be said to become stronger with age, they can probably be used within a very long period of time.

It maintains a considerable level of power and integrity. It will not, like a magical weapon, gradually lose effectiveness over time and turn into scrap." Thinking of this, Chu Lingxiao was also a little confused as to why this great hall of Nuo Da was actually like a magic weapon.

There is not even a perfect magic weapon.

Could it be that Chengdu turned into a weapon demon and ran away?

Not long after, Chu Lingxiao found the elixir store again.

Like the library hall and the warehouse where the magical artifacts are placed, most of the elixirs have decayed. However, some of the elixirs sealed in elixir bottles and sealed with spiritual wax seem to still retain a certain degree of efficacy.

It’s just not clear what the specific effect is, whether it has deteriorated due to ‘expiration’ and whether the efficacy of the medicine has changed.

Of course, even if the elixir was intact, Chu Lingxiao would not be able to try it himself.

Don’t forget that the ancient demon sect is actually a Gu demon sect.

If there is no poison in their elixir... this would be a bit unreasonable!

There is no need to do it yourself to test poison.

But these good medicines need to be kept for now.

Maybe it will be useful at some point, but I don't know.

As he explored the side hall, Chu Lingxiao gradually came to a conclusion.

Change comes in a moment and is prompted.

The Ancient Demon Sect suffered a surprise attack.

And this raid was a disaster for the entire Ancient Demon Sect.

It's just that... the ancient demon sect that can refine three corpse insects into Gu insects, what kind of powerful force can wipe them out so quickly in an instant?

So that the outside world has basically never heard of the existence of a relatively complete inheritance of the Ancient Demon Sect, so that the hidden back-ups of such a powerful sect like the Ancient Demon Sect have no chance to be used?

Finally we reached the end of the side hall.

Going further, there is a vast blue ocean.

In the last side hall, there is just a black jar.

Drawn on the jars are many different poison patterns.

The so-called original Gu is to gather a variety of poisons and place them in a sealed environment, causing them to fight and devour each other.

The last one to survive...is Gu.

Later, the methods and methods for refining Gu insects changed a lot, and the materials used were no longer just poisons.

However, there has been no fundamental change in the general direction.

After carefully looking at the black jar for a long time, and after conducting multiple experiments to confirm that it was not dangerous, Chu Lingxiao slowly placed his hands on both sides of the jar, trying to put it into the storage magic weapon.

As soon as he put his hand on the jar, Chu Lingxiao felt a huge gravity, which came from the jar itself.

The material itself is very heavy.


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