There is a saying in the world that "disease enters from the mouth", in fact, disease can not only enter from the mouth, but also enter the body through the breath of the nose, and even the pores on the skin can also become the entrance to the disease. Δ『Pen Ω Fun Pavilion Ω.

If the disease is so, how can the poison not be so?

But that's also for ordinary people in the mortal world!

Xiao Yong is not an ordinary person, he is a monk, and even he is a very special existence among monks, so it is impossible for him to have diarrhea if he is poisoned.

But the hand that had just grabbed the green smoke turned blue and purple, which is proof of poisoning.

Xiao Yong was not afraid at all, didn't the many poisonous fogs at the beginning not hurt him in the slightest, and in turn, it became his nutrition for increasing the immortal light?

Xiao Yong felt that the poison that turned his hand into blue and purple should also be like that.

This was not the case, because of the poison that poisoned his hands...... It's not unusual at all.

But it was the usual detoxification move in the past, and it failed here.

No matter how much the Eggless Immortal Light rolls, it can't put the toxin on the Metamorphosis Seal, and the matter of forcibly pulling the toxin directly with the Metamorphosis Seal has also suffered from the interference of inexplicable power, so that it always fails.

In the end, the power of transformation appeared, and it didn't have any effect at all.

As for spiritual power and the like, the power of flesh and blood, these powers can't shake those toxins.

Like the various detoxification methods and detoxification spells that Xiao Yong had learned before, all of them have lost their effect at this moment.

Xiao Yong is not the kind of person who waits for death, while a hundred methods are useless, he is investigating what kind of poison is the poison that poisoned him, and he also has the intention to find the masked black-clothed monk who escaped just now from Qingyan, who caused his poisoning.

Compared with the useless detoxification of a hundred methods, there has been some progress in investigating toxins.

Poison is not a great poison, poison does not kill people, or rather, it is not intended to poison people.

Because to poison a person, at least the person's heart must be stopped.

But what about the poison on the hand? It stayed in the flesh and bones of the bruise-purple hand, and it had no intention of spreading outward or spreading.

In other words, those poisons, it does not spread with the flow of blood, nor does it spread along the flesh and bones.

How can such a toxin be an ordinary toxin? And what kind of toxin can stay in a range so much?

Xiao Yong thought about it in terms of spells or spells, and he had the idea of breaking it with force.

The hand is Xiao Yong's own, and no matter how hard he breaks it, it is impossible to cut off the hand, although it is said that in the current situation, cutting off the hand is the best way to remove the poison, but the problem is that Xiao Yong has not felt any crisis from the poisoned hand.

However, even if he didn't feel the crisis, the poison still had to be solved, so Xiao Yong used his antidote method to break it with force.

Force is naturally not power, it is the power of thunder and lightning, that is, the power derived from the Heavenly Dao Tribulation.

Those Heavenly Tribulation powers that had been obtained from the Heavenly Dao by Xiao Yong in the past had already been refined by him, and had even been refined by him into things that painted the Dao, and this control was handy.

Therefore, Xiao Yong slammed these heavenly tribulation forces into his left hand, not the kind of direct bombardment of the poisoned hand, but an all-round bombardment that took into account both internal and external aspects.

"Crackling!"

"Zizizizi!"

Xiao Yong deliberately released these powers, even if he was the master of these powers, he was bombarded like that, and there was a bit of the aroma of barbecue, of course, only a few points, Xiao Yong's hand did not show the slightest sign of being cooked.

What did not appear along with this sign was the removal of the toxin, Xiao Yong was a little surprised, what kind of poison is this, he is not even afraid of the power of the heavenly calamity?

To this day, the only thing that Xiao Yong knows is not afraid of the power of the Heavenly Tribulation, but the Mortal Seal in his body.

Could it be that the toxins in his hands are at the level of the Mortal Seal?

Xiao Yong's brows furrowed, this thing is unlikely, the main thing is that it is too exaggerated and wasteful.

It is an exaggeration that the Mortal Seal is a thing against the sky, how can a mere toxin be a thing against the sky?

What is wasted is that if it is really a thing that is against the sky, how can it not have the power to poison people? It is just to turn the hand blue and purple, which obviously does not meet the level of the thing that is against the sky.

"Could it be...... It's not really toxic yet?"

This speculation could not affect Xiao Yong to continue to deal with those toxins, he chose the method of fighting poison with poison, naturally, he used the power of ancient spells.

Xiao Yong is also bold, that is an ancient spell! He can easily cut off his life and kill people's lives, and he actually uses it to fight poison with poison?

But this is also a helpless way, Xiao Yong doesn't want to have some toxins lurking there in his body.

This is the vigilance brought to him by the fact that he had an independent consciousness in the original Mortal Seal, after all, there is something that does not belong to him, and there is the possibility of being controlled by others.

Fighting poison with poison is the only way to fight poison at some point, and at this time, it is still a useless method.

Xiao Yong was annoyed, and just when he was annoyed, he found a clue to Qingyan's owner.

The green smoke was left behind by the masked monk when he fled, and as far as the brave guess goes, the green smoke is a means of illusion similar to his, but the level is not as high as the illusion.

Although Qingyan does not have the effect of confusing the enemy, its function of replacing the main body is not lower than that of the illusion, and the toxins it contains also raise its level a lot.

At this moment, Xiao Yong has not removed the poison, and he will no longer underestimate Qingyan.

did not underestimate Qingyan, and Xiaoyong also did not underestimate the owner of Qingyan.

The masked monk was already far, far away at this time, but ...... He also stopped at that far, far away place.

It's not that he wants to stop, it's that he has to, and he encounters someone who is blocking the way.

A gold-armored wrestler, very fierce.

Xiao Yong followed the guidance he found in the green smoke, and when he came to the vicinity, he saw exactly the situation where the Golden Armor Lux was beating the masked monk with a thunderous but wide open and close method.

The masked monk was masked, but his eyes were exposed, and there was horror in his eyes, the horror of the golden-armored wrestler.

When the courage came, the horror in his eyes was a little thicker.

There was no panic in Xiao Yong's eyes, there were doubts, but it was the so-called golden armor wrestler...... It doesn't seem to be a living person.

Not only is he not a living person, but he is not like a foreign race, but he is somewhat similar to a puppet, but he is not a puppet, because he has flesh and blood and breath.

(End of chapter)