Chapter Thirty-Nine: Fighting Blood and Poisonous Flowers
The tentacles wrapped Yang Zhen and gradually took off towards the flower buds above, Yang Zhen could vaguely see that Senior Brother Yang's legs were partially swallowed by the flower buds, and the person was already out of breath.
"Snort!"
Seeing that Yang Zhen was about to attack his heart with poison, waiting for the moment when he was eaten by the flower buds, Yang Zhen suddenly had a feeling, he suddenly opened his eyes, and first clearly felt that there was a hot flow all over his body, which began to sweep through his body, and his skin began to emit a burning blood gas.
He didn't even know what was going on, and in an instant, he returned to normal from head to toe, and even the poisonous wounds and rotten muscles on his upper body turned into normal flesh and blood.
"What's going on?" Yang Zhen couldn't figure it out, and found himself floating in the air like a silkworm cocoon, and suddenly sealed, and his vitality burst out from his body.
"Whew!"
The star-striped spirit sword that had fused and was lying on the ground before suddenly appeared in front of Yang Zhen like a white spirit snake.
Wait!
After Yang Zhen sealed and sensed his vitality, the spirit sword launched a fierce attack, slashing down from around Yang Zhen in mid-air.
After a lot of thorns and thorns, it shattered with a sneer, and a large number of tentacles were cut off.
Bang!
Yang Zhen landed on the ground, his strong and powerful body slowly got up, his vitality suddenly turned into a fierce tiger, and with a wave of his right arm, the spirit sword returned to his hand.
"The poison is wonderful, now that it is back to normal, hurry up and defeat the poisonous flower!"
Nearly two feet of the tiger's body protected Yang Zhen, and some liquid dripped on the tiger, but it could not penetrate the tiger's momentum.
It seemed that the poisonous flower felt something, and the petals blocking the eight directions trembled slightly, but at this time, only to hear the sword sound erupt, step out, dusty, and the sword momentum of more than a zhang long was displayed in the sky with the star-striped spirit sword.
Snort!
The spirit sword is the spirit sword, plus Yang Zhen's transformation into the Yuan Sanxuan transformation, a sword is split, and almost a sword almost cuts the petals in two.
Another sword shot, Yang Zhen urged the sword technique from the Wuji Sect to cooperate, and the moment the spirit sword slashed out, more than a dozen qigong sword qi also killed in all directions.
Suddenly all the venom flew sideways, and at this time, a large amount of venom fell on the tiger potential, and I couldn't imagine that the tiger that was a two-zhang giant, could go into the water, and could resist the attack of the white velvet ape, and it was also unable to parry the poison, and was corroded by the venom again and again.
Seeing this, Yang Zhen became more proficient in devouring spirit beads, and this strange ability and means attached to the Heavenly Book Tadpole: "Although the tiger is domineering, it seems that because I am too weak and my vitality is not pure, it is difficult to parry more powerful attacks, on the contrary, my strength is strong, and the tiger is even more powerful, and I will have to slowly specialize in this ability in the future..."
When he shook his hand, the spirit sword slashed out sword qi in the air, and finally shattered some flower petals, and those bud tentacles above continued to breed, and they also wanted to launch an offensive against Yang Zhen.
"You harmful thing, in addition to poison and cannibalism, what else will you do, here today, I, Yang Zhen, will pull you out and bully you to the master!"
Yang Zhen's mind changed suddenly, and he was thinking about running away a moment ago, but now he found that the poisonous flower attack method was very simple, mainly venom, followed by tentacles, not at all like a monk who could perform qigong.
In addition, he can continue to condense the tiger momentum to deal with the poison, and suddenly his heart is horizontal, and after the seal, a large piece of sword qi buzzes towards the flower buds above.
Holding the spirit sword to speed up the attack, Yang Zhenzhen at this time is like a 'king of beasts', too powerful, the tiger is fierce against the poison, so that Yang Zhen has no fear, a sword and sword began to chop vegetables, the poisonous flower is as amazing as a door, splitting the petals, and flying sideways.
Gradually, the slashes were all shattered by the spirit sword, and Yang Zhen finally got out of trouble, but he would not let go of the poisonous flower so easily, and still launched an attack on the poisonous flower.
Rumble!
At some point, a bloody corpse fell to the ground.
Yang Zhen slowed down his offensive and squatted down to see that it should be the monk surnamed Yang before.
It's a pity that he has changed beyond recognition, his body is like a deformity, and his head and feet are exposed with white bones.
"Huh? Storage Ring !!"
This is nature, natural selection, and the survival of the strong.
And Yang Zhen made another discovery, first taking a token from the corpse's waist, and then finding a treasure light on the middle finger of his right hand.
When I took it off, it turned out to be a black ring set with white gemstones.
Yang Zhen is like discovering a strange treasure, stroking the gemstone ring, because this is a storage ring, it is a storage magic weapon that only a powerful monk can have, I heard that there is a lot of space inside, and a lot of things can be put into it, he has also seen it in Wuji Sect, only the characters of Changzun and Changshi are qualified to wear storage rings.
Good stuff.
"It turned out to be a master of Spirit Sword Mountain, no wonder there are storage rings and spirit swords when you go out..."
I opened the token again, and saw the three black texts of 'Spirit Sword Mountain' in the back.
One of the six major sects of the Qianlong Continent, the Wuji Sect is a small household, and the Spirit Sword Mountain is the big landlord.
"It's okay to damn the poisonous flower to harm others, dare to harm the master..."
Holding back a breath of anger and evil qi, he continued to urge the spirit sword to split the poisonous flowers above, and finally didn't even let go of the buds.
Whew~~.
Half an hour later, the poisonous flower finally turned into a large amount of blood-colored ruins, and even so, the terrible venom still poured out of the ruins, and the monk could not survive even if he touched it.
It's not light, but the harvest is amazing.
Maintaining the tiger state and coming to the open space without poison, Yang Zhen really breathed a sigh of relief, but now he was still in the thorn vine forest, took the star-striped spirit sword into his arms, and left quickly.
Half a day before he really left the poison forest.
And find a dense forest, and after hiding it, first check the injury.
Who knew that the upper body that had been corroded by the poison had recovered seventy-seven eighty-eight, and there was no sign of poisoning all over the body.
A big question mark was written on Yang Zhen's forehead: "Why did I accidentally turn into poison after being poisoned, and there was no venom left on my body? What is the reason to help me detoxify and get out of trouble?"
It's good to figure out why you were poisoned and didn't do anything.
"I remember that at that time, the master was highly poisoned in his body, and he needed blood to restrain the poison in his body, so I swallowed the master alive with blood, but saved the master..."
"This time I have a lot of poison in my body, and there is only one explanation for the body to poison itself, is it... My blood has the ability to naturally detoxify?"
At the moment, he had a clue, but he still had some doubts.
Putting aside this thought for a while, he took out the white jade sword from his arms, more than a foot long, perfect as a plaything, but before it had smashed the poisonous flower.
A black ring appeared in the palm of his hand, hurriedly dripped a drop of blood, and then injected vitality: "Most of the magic weapons are awakened with essence and blood in order to be fused, magic weapons are like the human body, the human body needs to open up the qi veins and mental methods to awaken, and the fusion of magic weapons also requires methods." ”
Wait a while, and the ring will be devoured.
After regaining its composure, the ring floated slowly, very different from before, especially the mung bean-sized gem in the center of the ring, which seemed like a cloud of mist coiling on it.