Journey to the head

Near noon, an emergency report came. Elder Sun Hong was fighting fiercely with a stranger who was building a foundation. The situation was urgent!

Qian Ji led forty of his elite disciples to go to the rescue, and asked the remaining disciples to guard the mountain gate and not move lightly.

When we arrived at our destination, looking from a distance, we saw two people fighting fiercely, fighting each other.

Although Sun Hong was facing away from him, he could still see that he had activated his Dao pattern, and his whole body was black and purple. A foul smell assaulted his nostrils, making him feel dizzy when he smelled it.

The two daggers he controlled also turned completely black, flying back and forth in the air, flashing a black light.

This is Dao Wen·Du Ran!

By turning oneself into a poisonous body, whether it is a spiritual weapon or a spell, it will be contaminated with poison. When it collides with the opponent's spiritual weapon, or an attack hits the enemy, the poison can be transmitted to the enemy.

This move is very difficult to deal with. If someone doesn't know Sun Hong's details and uses a spiritual weapon to defend against his attack, he is likely to be infected with the poison. The correct way to deal with it is to use magic to defend against attacks, or to dodge them with quick movements.

However, Sun Hong's opponent at this moment was a tall and muscular monk wearing a bamboo hat. He used a square halberd with a square shield hanging on his back, and moved it back and forth. The sharp shadow of the halberd flew up and down, knocking Sun Hong's dagger away.

Judging from this situation, it seems that he is a martial artist?

A martial artist who is good at weapons and hand-to-hand combat is Sun Hong's favorite opponent. Sure enough, now his opponent's body was covered with wisps of black smoke, and dots of black spots appeared on his exposed skin. It was obvious that the poison had entered his body.

If it weren't for the strong body of the martial arts cultivator, he would have been killed by the poison long ago. Even so, he couldn't hold on for too long.

Seeing Qian Ji approaching with the Shengyi Sect disciples, the martial arts cultivator quickly wanted to escape. But how could Sun Hong make him happy? Jumping up, spiritual power surged, and the two daggers danced into a shadow, tightly entangling Wu Xiu.

Seeing this situation, Qian Ji hurriedly shouted to his disciples to surround the two of them, and then he flew up and joined the battle group.

Flying behind Sun Hong, he raised his hand and activated his Dao pattern.

Dao pattern·mirage!

The wind blew loudly, and the clouds and mist surged. In just a moment, Wang Yu's whole body was covered by the billowing clouds. In the sea of ​​clouds, lights of various colors suddenly appeared, taking the shapes of strange flowers and grasses, wild beasts and ferocious birds, pavilions and pavilions, bells, drums, food and jade, and weapons, bows and swords. Wang Yu was surrounded by people and was instantly overwhelmed.

This is a combination of poisonous clouds and illusions, true and false, false and false, the most deceptive. When you resist, it's all illusion. If you're distracted for a moment, the entity will suddenly form and attack, and the poison cloud will corrode the body and destroy the flesh. This technique is really difficult to understand.

Although I don’t know what the dispute between Junior Brother Sun and this person is, after he is captured, he will be tortured in detail.

Look at the square halberd in his hand. It is shining with treasure and filled with cold air. It is not contaminated at all in the poisonous cloud and mist. It is definitely a rare and precious spiritual weapon!

Even if this is the only trophy, the trip is worth it.

Qian Ji laughed proudly. At this moment, Sun Hong suddenly turned his palms and stabbed Qian Ji's chest backwards with two daggers!

At this moment of lightning, Qian Ji set up the defensive weapon like a conditional launch and bounced the dagger away. However, the moment the dagger came into contact with the defensive weapon, the poisonous Dao pattern took effect and penetrated into the bone marrow. The poison instantly poured into Qian Ji's body along with the spiritual weapon!

"Junior Brother Sun, you——"

Qian Ji shouted in disbelief, and then he saw Sun Hong raise his head, revealing his dark eyes. At the same time, in the dense forest on the ground, a foundation-building spiritual pressure rose up, four streams of light flashed in mid-air, and the two hammers and two swords teleported back and forth, flashing frequently among the Shengyi Sect disciples. In just a moment, screams and blood filled the air.

Qian Ji was shocked and pale, and his mind was in a state of confusion. Coupled with the influence of the poison, his whole body became cold and his eyesight turned black. He hurriedly took out a handful of antidote elixir and was about to put it into his mouth, but Sun Hong rushed forward again and raised his swords, forcing him to defend himself.

What's worse is that when he was distracted, the mirage flickered, and Wang Yu had already conflicted out of it, flew up, and stabbed him in the chest with a halberd!

His body is still flexible and his strength is still abundant. First, Sun Hong has become his corpse puppet. When he faked the attack just now, he naturally controlled the power of the poisonous dye pattern. Second, Wang Yu's half-corpse body is the only one in the world that has both vigorous vitality and stagnant death, and is extremely resistant to toxins.

Even if he is really hit by the poison and mirage Dao patterns, Wang Yu can maintain his normal combat power for a long time.

Qian Ji worked hard to control the defensive weapon, took out a flying sword to block it, and at the same time activated the communication talisman in his arms. He tried his best to start the conversation, trying to delay time: "Who do you honor? Why are you here? Even if you want to kill me, let me die clearly!"

However, the only people who responded to him were Wang Yu's bright halberd and Sun Hong's rising black dagger.

"Save me! Save me!"

The shadow of death swept over, and Qian Ji shouted in fear, but the disciples of Shengyi Sect had already scattered and fled in confusion.

In order to escape with their lives from Yang Jiye, these disciples held each other back and forced their backs, causing trouble everywhere. Who had the time to take a second look at this leader?

Ridiculous, pathetic.

After a while, when Qian Ji's body fell, Wang Yu activated his Dao pattern again.

Qian Ji's damaged body recovered quickly, then twisted his body, set up the escape light, and stood in front of him again.

Wang Yu sneered: "You just wanted to delay time? It was a dream. Is the reason for killing you? I can tell you now. Do you still remember Li Zhenru of the Immortal Travel Sect?"

Of course, Qian Ji could no longer respond to Wang Yu. He just opened a pair of dark pupils, and then he and Sun Hong stood beside Wang Yu.

At this point, the two foundation builders of Shengyi Sect have all become Wang Yu's corpse puppets.

At this moment, the disciples of Shengyi Sect were dying and scattered. Although Yang Jiye attacked quickly, with crystal sword, bone sword, star-breaking hammer, and wind-chasing hammer, several corpses fell down with a flash, but they could not stop them. He ran away in all directions.

In the end, most of them were killed, and more than ten people escaped.

After fighting and running around all day and night, Wang Yu and Yang Jiye now feel exhausted. In addition, the reinforcements called by Qian Ji were about to arrive, so the two gave up the idea of ​​continuing the raid, hid in the mountains and forests, and began to adjust their breath and recover.

After a stick of incense, three aerial ships from the Shengyi Sect flew over, but Qian Ji was nowhere to be found. Only the corpses of the disciples that fell between the mountains proved the tragic battle that had just occurred.

Late at night, when everything should have been completely silent, the Shengyimen main hall was brightly lit and full of people. (End of chapter)