The demon fairy starts from the six-winged centipede

Chapter 22: Divine Power: Poisonous Breath (asking for monthly ticket)
In the deep valley underground palace, Chen Yulou was moving forward alone.

Compared to half a month ago, there are more poisonous insects in the valley.

Occasionally, you can see poisonous insects such as colorful big spiders, triangular-headed venomous snakes, and dark red big toads.

Countless poisonous insects were devouring each other, and the rustling sounds of biting were heard in Chen Yulou's ears, giving him goose bumps all over his body.

"This place is getting more and more terrifying. There are so many poisonous insects. Only demon immortals can suppress them."

Chen Yulou was filled with emotion.

The underground palace in the deep valley has become a restricted area for living people.

If Wu Gong had not cleared the poisonous fog early on, revealing a passage, Chen Yulou would never have dared to come down.

After several rounds of refining poisons, even the air in this place has a fishy and sweet smell.

If it weren't for Wu Gong's protection, ordinary people would turn into pus as soon as they smelled it.

Even if protective measures were used to filter out the poisonous fog, it would be useless.

The diffuse poisonous gas will corrode the pores of the skin and will not last for more than a few minutes.

After a while, Chen Yulou arrived at the Wuliang Hall.

As soon as I looked up, I saw Wu Gong squatting on the beam. His hideous and weird appearance was a little bigger than it was half a month ago.

In addition to the halo behind the head, this time there are more special changes than before.

All I saw was a palm-sized ancient bronze mirror, tightly embedded in the shell in the middle of the forehead.

The ancient mirror emitted a pure and clear precious light, with a hint of strange red in it, which made it obvious that it was not an ordinary object.

"The demon fairy has changed again. It must be that his cultivation has improved a lot."

Chen Yulou was secretly shocked by Wu Gong's change.

He found that every time he saw Wu Gong, Wu Gong would undergo new changes.

However, Chen Yulou was happy about these changes from the bottom of his heart.

Wu Gong was the only person he had ever seen who practiced Taoism. He was still thinking about the Nine Flowers Jade Dew Pill. Naturally, the more powerful Wu Gong was, the more benefits he could get.

Any leftovers from the mouth of a strong person are something rare that a weak person will never be able to eat in his entire life.

Chen Yulou has a clear understanding of his own positioning.

As the chief leader of the Xiangling clan, he already felt a little bored.

The only thing he had to do now was to serve the good demon fairy.

Only in this way will it be possible to go further.

Wu Gong was now about to vigorously develop the secret treasures of Pingshan. When he saw Chen Yulou coming in, he didn't waste any time and directly assigned tasks.

"Chen Yulou, there are two things I want you to do now."

"First, immediately gather the Xiling bandits, Queqiao Shao, Sun Guofu and his fellow disciples, as well as all the divine doctors who have come. Come to Danjing to meet me in an hour. It's time for the secret treasure of Pingshan to see the light of day again."

"Second, I have a spirit insect called Jade Bee, and there are a total of one nest. When the work at Bottle Mountain is finished, I want you to cultivate it vigorously, and I want 90% of the Jade Bee syrup produced."

After Wu Gong finished speaking, he crawled down the beam with his limbs, stopped in front of Chen Yulou, and asked seriously: "Can you do it?"

When Chen Yulou heard this, he did not hesitate and immediately patted his chest and promised:

"Don't worry, Demon Immortal. I, Chen Yulou, have always done things perfectly. Whatever Demon Immortal has arranged, I must do it well even if I have to go through fire and water."

"Very good. If you do these two things well, you will have plenty of elixirs, magic medicines, and secret skills."

Wu Gong likes people like Chen Yulou.

He is ambitious, capable, has a team and knows how to act. He will never suffer any loss if he follows me.

After Chen Yulou received the order and left, Wu Gong was not idle either.

The poisonous fog in the deep valley of Pingshan is too thick and the air is turbid. Many people will come down soon, so we have to deal with it first.

Wu Gong flapped his six wings, flew up with the wind, and landed above the underground palace.

Then, according to the methods of the Nine Heavens Taoist Scriptures, he began to sacrifice and refine his own pair of fangs and poison sacs.

Because they share the same origin, in just a few moments, a pair of claws and poison sacs turned into a simple magic weapon. "The demon race should really use their own bodies to refine magic weapons. This is too fast."

Wu Gong was overjoyed. After circling twice, he opened his bloody mouth and inhaled the poisonous mist.

With the help of the two magical powers of controlling wind and poison, the poisonous fog in the entire valley rushed towards Wu Gong.

The poison sac in its fangs glowed with light, and when the poison mist reached its mouth, it was all sucked in.

In just a moment, the poisonous fog in the deep valley palace was reduced by 80%.

Wu Gong's pair of fangs became even more terrifying, with thick gray liquid surging inside, flashing with a creepy light.

After this simple ritual, this pair of fangs has become a treasure for Wu Gong to store poison.

The poisonous mist that was absorbed was refined by magic power and became three times more powerful.

The important thing is that after this incident, Wu Gong was able to spit out the poisonous mist again.

Let it transform into poisonous miasma again, and breed rainbow-colored energy for cultivation.

At this moment, the sign-in system sensed Wu Gong's change and refreshed a row of text.

[Sacrificially refine the claws and fangs, polish the poison sac, congratulations on realizing the magical power of poisonous breath. 】

[Mystical Power: Poisonous Breath: Based on the three magical powers of controlling wind, controlling poison, and spreading fog, it integrates the six-winged centipede's own claws and poison sacs, and can swallow poisonous fog and release highly toxic breath.]

[Note: The power of this magical power is determined by the wind force level and the toxicity of the poison.]

Wu Gong was instantly overjoyed when he saw the text refreshed by the system.

"Magic power: poisonous breath? The power of the magical power is determined by the toxicity of the wind? Is this a skill that can be developed?"

Wu Gong flew up and down, full of surprise.

Unexpectedly, my unintentional action actually led to the development of a unique magical power that belonged to me.

For a moment, Wu Gong had already thought of how to use this magical power.

In the deep valley of Pingshan Mountain, a giant centipede with six wings raised its head high, opened its bloody mouth and hissed.

In an instant, a gust of wind came out of the centipede's mouth.

The wind was gray and black in color, coming with great force, and mixed with a strange, sweet and fishy smell.

Wherever it passed, any poisonous insects in the valley that were blown by the wind instantly turned into pus.

Even the hard surface of the rock was corroded with holes.

Coupled with the strong wind, it was soon turned into ashes and blown away.

Wu Gong looked carefully and saw that nearly half of the densely packed poisonous insects were dead, and the nearby rocks had sunk as much as three to five inches.

"Is this magical power so powerful?"

Wu Gong was shocked by the power of the poison.

You have to know that there are countless poisonous insects in this Pingshan Mountain. They have been inhaling poisonous mist for a long time. Ordinary people will turn into pus if bitten by them.

These poisonous insects are highly toxic and have strong resistance to poison.

Now, one magical power, Poison Breath, has destroyed 50% of them.

The most important thing is that this magical power can even corrode rocks.

The horrific toxicity, coupled with the fierce gale, is not only a mixed damage, but also a large-scale attack.

If it were to blow towards a crowd of people, Wu Gong was sure that wherever the poisonous breath passed, no living creature would be killed, not even a blade of grass would grow.

"Poison Breath. I originally belong to the category of the Five Poisons, so it's not surprising that I have this magical power."

"This magical power is too harmful to the heavens and the earth. You should not use it lightly in the future. Otherwise, if someone sees it, you will be considered an evil demon."

Wu Gong paused, cleared his worries, glanced at the fleeing poisonous insects, and said happily:
"Hehe, I remember there are still a lot of cute poisonous insects in other ancient tombs. Once I catch them one by one, Pingshan will soon be lively."

"Poison breath will be another trump card of mine."

"Hey, not bad, not bad."

(End of this chapter)