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The King of Ten Thousand Poisons has the body of Ten Thousand Poisons, and the body turns into Ten Thousand Poisons, and the poison is one with him.

It is like a natural devil fruit, with the same element within his ability, that is his arms and limbs.

Once the thought moves, you can control whatever you want.

Faced with the attack of the King of Ten Thousand Poisons, the face of the King of Kings hidden behind the mask finally changed.

Li Sandao appeared, and he had not collected the spiritual energy from the ground yet, and it was even like the original work that collected the spiritual energy from the poison.

In this situation, even if he was a little panicked.

He was not afraid of death, but his fourth brother was summoned by him.

"Brother, what should I do this time? Your ultimate move has not been fully charged. The old poison is cheating."

The fancy mask's eyes shot out two golden lights. After rotating and observing for a while, Li Quzhuo had some numb claws.

"Hmph, what else can I do? Let's try and see if I can collect enough spiritual energy before the attack arrives."

With a cold snorkeling, the king's hegemony was not vague. The long sword in his hand swung at the poisonous miasma at high speed. The traces of spiritual energy in the poisonous miasma had been absorbed and preserved along the trajectory of the sword blade.

"Interesting, is this the sword of heaven and earth?" He quietly opened the purple demon eyes, his eyes turned purple, and the sight and color of listening to the sounds of all things was released. The principle of collecting the spiritual energy of heaven and earth with one sword was slowly absorbed and digested by Lao Li.

When he was studying secretly, Lao Li was shamelessly learning secretly again.

Even if the body is not the original body, the soul is at the level of the earth immortal.

With one's own ability, the strength has reached his level. The moves that ordinary monks find difficult to master are no longer difficult in front of him.

After all, it is nothing more than how to use spiritual energy.

The martial power value of the Fox Demon Little Matchmaker is very high. The Demon King of Beishan can hold Mutian City with one hand. At the peak of Fan Yunfei in the Western Region, he can use yellow sand to cover a country. The body of the Poison King's Ten Thousand Poisons becomes Ten Thousand Poisons. Those who are slightly stronger than the three of them are Bai Yuechu, Wang Quan Fugui, Tushan Honghong, and Tushan Yaya.

There is also a third young master who can draw a circle with sticks throughout the continent.

But even with so many strong people, humans still cannot achieve immortality.

Lao Li can only say that the skill points of humans in this world are probably wrong.

He only cares about relying on magic weapons and pursuing powerful destructive techniques, but he did not expect to break through the shackles of human life span.

But, the destructive power is not exactly what Lao Li needs.

The royal hegemony in middle age can be split into a small hill with just one sword. People are better than skills, so it is really true that they are used in this world.

His favorite skills are the sword of heaven and earth, the stars are moving, the cold air spell, and these skills that can be activated without magic weapons.

"Brother, you just believe that your elder brother can block the attack of the Poison King in time.

Or, you really have a way to break the poisonous miasma."

Just as Li Sandao stared at the sword-waving stall without blinking, he was very focused on Li Quzhuo, who was already familiar with him, patting him on the shoulder and asking in his ear.

When he was distracted, he was suddenly patted on the shoulder. Li Sandao's muscles suddenly tensed and he instinctively wanted to launch a counterattack.

Fortunately, his control was pretty good. After he came back to his senses, his tense muscles relaxed again, and shrugged and said perfunctorily: "Believe it? Don't tease my buddy.

If he was ready before the Poison King took action, I still believe he could block this attack and even break the poison array.

Now? It's too late.

Rather than believing in him, it is not that I believe in myself." After looking at the six purple big hands blocking from all directions, Li Sandao curled his lips and continued, "I still said the same thing, just guide me for you. Today I will cover you."

Fei Jian moved forward and opened a distance from Li Quzhuo. He was a little uncomfortable with strange men being so close to him.

The poisonous gas hand is about to come, and the sword of heaven and earth, which is so powerful that the kingly power and hegemony is obviously too late. Old Li sighed, and in a daze, the knife intent suddenly exploded on his body.

In an instant, a big sword that penetrated the sky and the sky above and thick soil below stood between the sky, resisting the poisonous gas.

Outside the poison array, the Dongfang Huaizhu sisters and three wounded men saw the big knife that pierced the poison array, and their eyes were wide open, and they almost dropped their chins in surprise.

Li Zizai, who was escorting the three of them out, wearing a white robe and covering half of his face, showed concern in his eyes.

One of them is his sworn brother and the other is his younger brother. He knows very well that none of them use a knife.

On the contrary, he, who was raising a flying knife, felt the intent of the knife, and understood the horror even more.

If he hadn't known that he would not be able to pass the poison array except for his death, he would have wanted to kill him to see the situation again.

The people outside were surprised to see it. As the person closest to Li Sandao, Li Quzhuo's eyes were already wide open under his mask.

"Magic weapon, brother, where are your magic weapons?" He stared at it not because Li Sandao's sword intent was strong, but because he was surprised at what magic weapon could make people exert such strong power.

"This power is far inferior to the sword of the world now!

What magic weapon did I have never heard of?” Seeing that Li Sandao did not answer, Li Quzhuo scratched his ears and looked back and forth on him.

The magic weapons of the mask organization were all refined by him, the imitation of the King Quan sword in the hands of King Quan Duye, and the ten masks at the beginning of the plot were all made by him.

As a treasure refining expert, when he saw Li San's sword intention, the first thing he thought of was that he must have a terrifying treasure sword.

This is how the human race in this world is. In addition to the body refining herds family, there are also pure Yangyan inherited from the bloodline of the Divine Volcano Villa, most of the combat power of human beings depends on magic weapons.

On the contrary, in terms of mass spells, there are not many outstanding abilities.

For example, Wang Quan Fugui, who left Wang Quan Villa in the original work, was originally awesome and confident that he could break out of the siege of five hundred disciples outside Wang Quan Villa with the most ordinary fairy sword.

What's the result?

When he learned that the Immortal Sword had been turned into scrap iron by Dongfang Yuechu with pure Yangyan, the guy had petrified for a moment.

The king's power and wealth are the soldiers, and one of the strongest human beings, and the combat power is still greatly reduced without magic weapons.

If Tushan Honghong hadn't supported and let down all the guards, what might have happened?

Even Tushan Yaya, her strengths are very different from those without endless wine pots.

Looking at Li Quzhuo who was jumping up and down like a monkey, a drop of sweat unknowingly hung on Old Li's forehead.

“Brother.

This is the sword intent, my own sword intent. Which magic weapon is needed?

After all, magic weapons are just external objects. If you want to become truly powerful, you still need to practice yourself." When saying this, Li Sandaoyi glanced at the king's king who had stopped moving, and then lowered his head and gave the Ten Thousand Poison King a meaningful look.

The Ten Thousand Poison King, who was surprised by Li San's sword intent, saw his eyes, and his hair exploded in an instant. The demonic power was like opening the gate and releasing water, and he didn't have any money to pour into the poison array.

"The Ten Thousand Poisons Shocking Palm!" The body turned into purple poisonous mist and merged into the poisonous miasma. In an instant, Huandu Qingtian's figure had already appeared in the poisonous palm behind several people through the poison array.

Endless poisonous gas gathered in the palm of the palm, and as soon as the figure appeared, he hit a few people with one palm.

The poisonous palm is like the substance, and the airflow it brings has been infected by it.

In addition to using hard power, poison is generally difficult to deal with.

You can cut a hole in the poisonous fog, but close combat depends on your hard strength.

Lao Li's clone is obviously unable to immunize the poison of the King of Ten Thousand Poisons.

"Be careful, I don't want to kill you, so don't show off!" He turned around and grinned at the approaching King of Poison. The next second he ran across the world, with a stern murderous intent, as if he was about to cut off the sword intent of the sky and the energy of heaven and earth had been swung down by Li Sandao.

The long sword of the sky fell, and wherever it passed, the air ripples and twisted. The distorted air caused light to refract. In the eyes of everyone, it seemed that the space was cracked.

"Boy, I am the king of all poisons!!!"

When I saw Li San’s smile, I knew it was not good.

With a loud roar, facing the sword intent that was coming towards him, the demonic power of the Ten Thousand Poison King transformed into substantial poison gas again, transformed into two big hands to clamp the falling sword intent in the middle.

After all, the sword intent is invisible and intangible. Only by matching the essence of heaven and earth or the qi of one's own can it exert its maximum power.

And with Qi, the King of Ten Thousand Poisons has room to exert.

The demonic power of the Great Demon King level exploded, and the tiger's eyes widened. The Ten Thousand Poison King taught Wang Quanbaye and Li Quzhuo a lesson today.

What is the top combat power? The current Ten Thousand Poison King can only be considered one, and they are still far apart.

The sword intent fell, and the King of Ten Thousand Poisons gritted his teeth and withdrew with his own strength.

The demonic power and vitality were intertwined, and the explosion of the impact blew the two of them and the hair was blown into their hearts.

"Is this the real strength of the Ten Thousand Poison Kings? It's really so strong?

And that brother can actually fight against the King of Ten Thousand Poisons without a chance, and it is also amazing!" His eyes widened and he looked at the confrontation between the knife and the palm. Li Quzhuo shouted in shock.

"Fourth brother, be careful, let's break through.

The King of Poisons is not simple, and that brother can’t beat him at this level.”

He also looked at the confrontation point for a few glances and saw the gap cut by the poison array by Li San's long sword. The kingly hegemony he reacted to pull Li Quzhuo and had already left.

"Brother, aren't you waiting for that brother?" Li Quzhuo looked back at the two who were in the confrontation. He really didn't understand what his elder brother was thinking.

He is not a person who is afraid of death, so why should he abandon the help of the people he wants to escape at this time?

"Haha..." Chang Kuang smiled and looked back at the poison array that had not yet healed. Wang Quan Duye said with confidence: "Fourth brother, you must believe that brother.

Those who can ignore the poison king and chat with us will not be able to trap him at this level.”

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