Fengjue Tianxia: Poison Doctor Seventh Miss

Huge long tail, thick hind legs, when he opened his mouth to exhale, a dark flame spewed out from his mouth, as if ten thousand times more powerful sulfuric acid was poured on the place he passed, there was a pungent and irritating smell in the air. Nausea.

"The Dark Dragon is coming!" As the crowd receded, a word came from the crowd.

After careful observation, it is true that the dragons in the human world are somewhat similar, but they are darker, bigger and stronger.

Minglong fell to the ground and wanted to do evil, those people with godheads scattered, and a huge formation appeared under Minglong's feet. Although the attack was still there, he couldn't leave this huge formation.

At this moment, those who fled to the surroundings all ran back, and attacked the huge underworld dragon together, carefully avoiding the dragon's breath of the underworld dragon.However, there are still many poor low-rank gods who were attacked by the dragon's breath and disappeared.

It’s okay if you don’t have a godhead, at most it’s a waste of a hundred years of cultivation skills, if the godhead bursts out, you’ll be snatched away.After all, snatching the godhead of the dead, no one will say anything.It won't be like the cult of the evil gods, where everyone gets it and punishes it.

Standing on the outermost edge, while carefully avoiding the dragon's breath, Feng Qingyue mainly looked at the people in the formation in front of Minglong. They formed a group of their own and resisted the impact head-on, but the damage they suffered was extremely Less.However, the situation is not optimistic.

This underworld dragon is at least a highgod. Although he doesn't know why he looks delirious, his strength is extremely powerful.How can those people with small medicine stoves on their chests resist?

"Pfft..." Dark red blood spurted out from the mouth of one of them, and the person who was facing the dragon's breath had no time to escape, his body was bloody and bloody, and the godhead on his body was about to burst out with a black light.

The scattered people around had some riots, their eyes fixed on the godhead, but no one dared to move.

At this moment, a pink light flashed, and the girl in the sky blue dress at the highest point, holding a pink fan, stepped down step by step, the pink light did not have time to disappear, looking from a distance, it seemed Fallen flowers all over the place.

A light pink light protected the person who was about to burst out of his godhood, and then sent in a white elixir.

The person who almost burst out of his godhead healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and within thirty breaths, he joined the battle alive and kicking again.

Feng Qingyue's eyes stopped on the girl. Although her chest was also embroidered with a medicine stove, there was a round pattern like a full moon. This should be the so-called elixir, right?

Unexpectedly, the medical skills in the human world are extremely pitiful, but this underworld, which specializes in taking in the dead, has this kind of medical skills that can turn decay into magical flesh and bones. This is really novel to Feng Qingyue, who is obsessed with medicine and poison can.

Because of curiosity, Feng Qingyue walked into the direction of the girl little by little.

At this moment, another group of people appeared above the sky.Although the strength is not as good as that of the girl's group, but the number is three times that of them, and there is no aura of godhead on them.But arrogant and arrogant, coupled with the distinctive clothes, this is undoubtedly a person from the Temple of the Underworld.

Just as it was about to fall, the underworld dragon suddenly tilted its head, and spit out a mouthful of dragon breath at the people in the underworld temple.In just the blink of an eye, seven or eight people were lost.