Seeing that he really swallowed the god toad into his body, the big yellow dog said with a look of bad luck: "Wu Heng, Wu Heng, this can't be blamed for not explaining it in advance, after all, there is no other way." ”

"Ahem...... How so. After swallowing the Divine Toad, Wu Heng was sweating profusely, and there were originally only three flavors of toxins in his body, but now he had one more flavor, which simply added fuel to the fire. He is now in the middle of the ocean, and he is no longer able to breathe on his own.

The sea beasts next to them all looked away from this human monk, and their strange eyes seemed to be looking at another monster as if they were monsters themselves. The 6,000-year-old god toad entered the body, and the power of heaven was also eliminated, which was completely suicidal.

"Whether to fight poison with poison or add poison to poison depends on one's own creation. "Now, even the big yellow dog doesn't dare to touch Wu Heng easily, the three flavors are forbidden and poisonous, and if you add a god toad, the gods have to take three steps back before they dare to watch.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, a roar piercing the blue sky came from the bottom of the sea, as if it came from the Nine Shadows Purgatory, extremely dark, and it was terrifying just to hear it from a distance.

The blue sea, gradually with a trace of bloody gas surging upward, the big yellow dog sniffed with a sensitive nose, and suddenly jumped up from the star rain map, and the ghost shouted: "Damn, without the corpses of tens of thousands of sea beasts, the bloody gas is impossible to be so thick, it seems that Wuheng's current situation is poison on poison, and it has begun to affect marine life." ”

Normally, you can't smell blood in the ocean, and when the blood overflows, it will soon be diluted, but now the situation is completely different, and the bloody breath is getting more and more rushed, and it seems to cover the entire ocean.

The North Sea is vast and colorful, but in this moment, it seems to become a pool of stagnant water, and it is lifeless, as if all living things have been still.

Wu Heng, who was in the ocean, was also shocked, and the sea beasts that were originally watching him around exploded in the blink of an eye, turning into a huge blood mist.

His black hair was fluttering wildly, the Heavenly Spirit Gai was shrouded in black gas, and the four flavors of the giant poison forcibly forced his demon soul out, and the roar that seemed to come from the Nine Shadows just now was also forced by Wu Heng. Everything began to be uncontrolled, thirsty for killing, destruction, rage, blood, and enchantment, the five negative emotions came to his heart, and Wu Heng's eyes flashed red, like two lanterns floating on the ghost domain.

A 10,000-year-old turtle swims from the sea, its vitality is extremely majestic, giving people the illusion that it seems to be able to live endless years, and its huge body is like a mountain, which is a little bulky.

"Who is it that dares to wreak havoc in the waters under my jurisdiction?" The old turtle craned its neck and roared, and with the undercurrent in the sea, the corpses of rotting sea beasts floated by, it was furious, and tens of thousands of people who surrendered to themselves died in an instant, where did the devil do it?

This is an ancient fierce beast that reaches the three realms of heaven, it is a sawtooth turtle, its teeth are extremely sharp, and the holy iron has to be easily melted away like sugar in its mouth, it is an extremely rare main attack turtle, and the surrounding sea is under its jurisdiction, even the previous Qingyang Alliance did not dare to provoke easily.

It got closer and closer, and finally saw Wuheng in a blood-red sea.

"Wow, what a strong vitality, it really deserves to be a thousand-year-old king and 80,000-year-old tortoise. When the big yellow dog saw the old turtle, he was amazed, the other party was not good, it was estimated that he was looking for trouble with Wu Heng, he had killed so many sea beasts, naturally there were masters who would come to stop him.

Wu Heng was hot all over his body at the moment, and the four flavors of poison were scurrying in his blood, and he didn't have the heart to care about this turtle at all, and the other party approached and was completely unmoved.

Seeing that this young human being was the source of poison, the old turtle immediately roared at him: "Boy, why did you come to my sea area to poison?"

"Damn, you think I want to. Wu Heng is also holding back the fire in his belly now, and his body is full of black gas, struggling in the sea like a demon god imprisoned by shackles.

Seeing that his evil sect was very evil, the old turtle did not dare to make a rash move, and warned loudly: "Leave quickly, I will spare your dog's life!"

At this moment, Wu Heng only felt that his body was about to be torn apart, and the painful green roots burst out, staring at the old turtle with a pair of red eyes and said, "Haha, I don't want to live for a long time, you just kill me." ”

"Do you think I don't dare?" the old turtle sighed, and quickly retracted his limbs and head into the turtle shell, and then his huge body quickly rolled up, like a mountain speeding in the water, crashing towards Wuheng.

Wu Heng's demonic nature came up, he was never afraid, and immediately slapped it.

"Boom"

After a loud bang, the shell of the old turtle Jin Jian's incomparably strong turtle actually cracked, dissolving at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"How is that possible?" the big yellow dog couldn't believe the scene that was happening in front of him, that old turtle was the existence of the three realms of heaven......

"What kind of poison does this kid contain, even my turtle shell can be dissolved......" The pupils of the old turtle's fist contracted violently, and he hurriedly fell back. If it was Wu Heng on weekdays, even if he sacrificed the demon soul, he would not be able to fight this old turtle, but now the situation is completely different, he contains four flavors of great poison, whoever touches it is unlucky!

"Haha, it seems that the desolate beasts of the Three Realms of Heaven are nothing more than that!" Wu Heng squinted his eyes, looking like he was in control. Although he was now burned by the poison, because of the poison, his combat power had been increased to an unimaginable level, and the 100,000-year-old worm alone had already made the saint dare not approach.

"Arrogant!" the old turtle glared and walked away on the thrust.

Wu Heng was still bare-handed, and he shook the huge and friendless old Xuan Turtle out with one fist, mainly because the poison on his body was too terrible, and the latter did not dare to touch it for a long time. Obviously, this old turtle is also very unusual, before the dragon realm sea beast got close to Wu Heng, it was eroded by the poison that spread from the water, and it directly touched Wu Heng's body, but it was only the turtle shell that cracked the cracks.

But don't forget, Wu Heng is only a monk of the Three Realms of the Dragon, and this old Xuan Turtle has already arrived at the Three Realms of Tongtian, so the gap in cultivation is definitely a gap that cannot be filled, but today, Wu Heng relied on the four flavors of the giant poison on his body to suppress and beat it.

The terrifying scenes happened one after another, Wu Heng didn't move, and blasted the old turtle out with a punch.

"What kind of poison is it?" the old turtle was surprised, even if it was in this blood-red sea, it would continue to shrink its lifespan. The most terrifying thing is that what is the origin of this human monk, such a strange poison in his body did not burst and died!

Just when Wu Heng was about to make a move, the voice of the big yellow dog came, and it said: "Wu Heng, don't fight with this turtle, take advantage of the huge poison on your body, hurry up to Beiyuan Island to save people!"

"Good. When Wu Heng heard this, he hurriedly withdrew his hand, turned into a beam of black light and rushed out of the sea level, and went straight in the direction of Beiyuan Island, leaving only the old turtle with an annoyed face, it has lived for so many years, and it is the first time that it has been hung and beaten by a human monk who has cultivated to a great lower realm, but he must not dare to chase after it, that young man is too weird, how can there be such a rare giant poison on his body, affecting the North Sea for nearly a thousand miles!

"Array!"

Although the four giant poisons invaded the body, and the five negative emotions of the demon soul had also sprung up in his heart, Wu Heng relied on his selflessness to keep a clear head, and no external factors could affect him, and the sacrificial array rushed all the way, causing the entire void to be smoky, and the four colors of the poisonous mist were permeated, respectively, the green thousand-year-old worm poison, the golden-colored 100,000-year-old worm poison, the blue-purple 100,000-year-old worm poison, and the red-gold six-thousand-year-old god toad poison.

I have to say that if there is no way to forget himself, Wu Heng will definitely only have a corpse left, and it will be difficult for the emperor to control himself in this situation.

"Brush"

He ran all the way, as fast as lightning, and the powerful birds and birds in the air nearby dodged and fled when they saw it, no demon beast dared not to avoid it, even if he cultivated to be stronger than Wu Heng, he couldn't withstand the terrifying poison of the four flavors.

More than ten miles away, Wu Heng used his divine eye to fully understand the situation on Beiyuan Island, and it seemed that after he was rescued by the big yellow dog, the monks of the Xuanyuan family had begun to be a little unable to support it, and they were seriously injured and unable to resist. After all, the enemy is a cultivator with five Heavenly Powerhouses and a peak cultivator of the Three Realms of Transformation Dragon who is holding a fantasy picture album.

Xiao Yueming's cultivation was the most terrifying, and he was transformed by the Emperor Bell of the Supreme Treasure of the Protoss, and even the snowflakes holding the imperial soldiers could only barely fight with him.

Xuanyuan Lin faced Xuanyuan Yanran, the result naturally needless to say, although Xuanyuan Yanran has a golden sword, but the latter can also be imitated and evolved, plus the cultivation level is a higher realm, and the palm that he received in vain to save Wu Heng before caused the balance of victory to tilt rapidly.

And Xuanyuan Qingyun had just broken through the Tongtian Realm, and he was invincible to Ye Chu, and he was pierced with four bloody cuts on his body, and he sat cross-legged on the ground to heal his injuries.

Although Sun Yiqing was able to suppress Lan Xin, it was to no avail, and the other four enemies all won and helped Lan Xin defeat Sun Yiqing as well. As a result, the scene that Wu Heng saw in front of his eyes, Xuehua held the Nine Turns of the Soldier Lotus and fought against six young leaders, and there were more than 20 people sitting cross-legged behind him to heal.

"Don't be stubborn, you are all talented, I Nangong Chen can leave you all corpses!" Nangong Chen dragged the Jiuli pot and laughed coldly.

The other five people all surrounded them, and they all fought the ancient holy soldiers, forcing the snowflakes to have no way to retreat, their beautiful faces were as pale as paper, and a trace of blood overflowed from under their red lips, which made people feel pity and distress. She is nearly exhausted, and it is estimated that it will not be long before she will lose her resistance like the rest of the people, and she will definitely die at that time.

Xuanyuan Yue's injuries were relatively light, and she could barely say anything to Nangong Chen: "Don't be arrogant, when Brother Wuheng comes, he will definitely cut you with a thousand knives!"

"Haha, a thousand knives, just that wasted man whose cultivation is completely lost?" Nangong Chen laughed disdainfully, and looked at the Xuanyuan family monks cruelly, the murderous intent was no longer bearable, and suddenly, the Jiuli pot in his hand flew out sideways, and the snowflakes were powerless to stop it, and the flesh and blood of a Xuanyuan family monk who was smashed by the Jiuli pot were blurred, and the picture was miserable.

Wu Heng, who had rushed all the way, saw this, and had already secretly grabbed his fists, his eyes were red like beads, and he scolded angrily: "This group of bastards, taking advantage of Lao Tzu's complete loss of cultivation, they came to Beiyuan Island, damn, they all have to die today!"

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