Chapter 462

(two more)

Yang Ming sat cross-legged on the back of the Jade Phosphorus Snake Emperor's real body, with an antique Guqin on his lap, and his hands gently resting on the strings.

Seeing this scene, Wuhundian subordinate's complexion changed from weird at first to gradually ferocious, it can be said to be very beautiful.

"Fuck!"

"This guy is so defiant, he actually plays the piano in front of us? Don't we want to lose face?"

"Kill him, hurry up and kill this flirtatious guy, it's annoying to see him, I always feel like my brows are constantly twitching, as if something bad is going to happen."

Yang Ming's move can be said to have committed the anger of the public, and directly attracted all the hatred points subordinate to the Wuhun Palace.

But before they could make a move, Yang Ming tapped the strings with his fingers, and the peaceful and peaceful sound of nature came out slowly. A song of Wangyou really seemed to be able to make people forget all the sorrows in the world.

And as the sound of the zither gradually progressed, a touch of greenery full of vitality emerged, rushing happily to the feet like an elf, and the scars that were deeply visible to the bone grew granulation at a speed visible to the naked eye , These granulation buds are intertwined and gradually grow new flesh and blood.

The numbness brought by the rapid growth of flesh and blood in the heart is like ants crawling on the wound. Even though the skin is as thick as the poisonous Douluo Dugu Bo, he can't help but blush, and let out a sound that suppresses the joy and pain. croon.

This picture is simply terrible.

Fortunately, Poison Douluo Dugu Bo is not a human body now, but has turned into the real body of the Jade Phosphorus Snake Emperor. Otherwise, an old man who has reached his forties, whispering in front of so many strangers, this is really disgusting screen.

Seeing Poison Douluo Dugu Bo recovering from his injuries so quickly, the expressions of the surrounding spirit masters of the Wuhun Palace changed drastically.

Just now they went through a lot of painstaking efforts to beat Poison Douluo Dugu Bo to the point of being seriously injured and near death. How dare you play a piece of music to restore his injury from dying to moderately injured? ? ?

For a while, everyone always had a sense of hard work to fight the boss, and once they returned to the vision before the land reclamation, all kinds of sadness and pain, only they knew it in their hearts.

However, Yang Ming frowned as he watched Poison Douluo Dugu Bo recovering from his injuries, feeling somewhat dissatisfied.

After all, Dugu Bo is a Titled Douluo. As far as his current soul power reserves are concerned, it is already the limit to help him recover from dying to moderate injuries. If he wants to heal his injuries, he must withdraw from the battlefield, and It takes a lot of time and energy to perform Wangyouqu.

It's just obvious that the enemy is not stupid, so how could he give Dugu Bo a chance to escape?

as predicted.

Next, the surrounding soul masters of the Wuhun Temple recovered from the chaos caused by Yang Ming at first, and under the mobilization of the various cardinals mixed in, they began to rearrange the disordered personnel into a dense formation, and once again went to Dugu Bo raised the charge horn.

Seeing this, Dugu Bo's face turned green.

Although Ning Fengzhi, the suzerain of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, still has all kinds of buffs on him, which can make his strength soar, even if he is a Title Douluo at level ninety-five, he still has the confidence to fight. The AOE poison-type soul skill gave Wuhundian a head-on blow.

But when he thought of being besieged and severely injured by the people of the Wuhun Temple again, his whole body shuddered.

The feeling of dying is not pleasant at all!

It is said that the older people live, the more timid they become. Dugu Bo is not because of timidity, but the shadow of death just brought is too huge, and he has not caught his breath for a while.

Sensing the imperceptible trembling of the Jade Phosphorus Snake Emperor's real body under his feet, Yang Ming also somewhat understood Dugu Bo's mood.

Gently patted the back of the Jade Phosphorus Snake Emperor, Yang Ming chuckled lightly, and said:

"Senior Dugu Bo, buy me some time later."

Hearing Yang Ming calling him senior, Dugu Bo didn't feel happy at all.

In the past, Yang Ming didn't call himself that kindly. Sure enough, after hearing Yang Ming's follow-up words, Dugu Bo almost wanted to scold his mother.

Buy you some time?

This is terrible!

I complained in my heart, but Dugu Bo has always seen Yang Ming's miraculous methods, especially the human cannon that appeared just now, which unexpectedly caused a lot of trauma to the subordinate army of Wuhun Hall, and now that he was once again attacked by Wuhun. Surrounded by the subordinates of the Soul Palace, they simply felt overwhelmed and believed in Yang Ming once again.

The Jade Phosphorus Snake Emperor opened its mouth wide, revealing its white fangs. Between the snake's words, a bottomless mouth loomed, and a highly poisonous purple mist spewed out from the inside.

Once the purple mist appeared, it seemed to turn into a barrier, separating him from the subordinate soul masters of the Wuhun Hall, hindering their progress.

As for Poison Douluo Dugu Bo's poison-type soul skills, only a few soul masters were able to immunize or reduce the damage due to the special nature of the martial soul and soul skills, and most soul masters had no way to deal with the purple mist in front of them.

This kind of purple mist, for the vast majority of middle and low-level soul masters, is death if you touch it, and die if you smell it.

What a nightmare!

Perhaps Dugu Bo is the weakest one-on-one among Titled Douluo of the same level, but his damage to middle and low-level soul masters is definitely an outstanding existence in the same level!

Even at this moment, many subordinate soul masters of the Wuhun Hall noticed that the soul power of Yang Ming on his back was fluctuating violently, obviously preparing some big move, but what could they do?

Only a few special soul masters can pass through the purple poisonous mist, but what harm can these few people do to Dugu Bo?

Of course, the people in Wuhundian are not fools.

Under the unified dispatch of the archbishops in red from all directions, the soul masters who can perform long-range attacking soul skills formed a square formation, and used their soul skills together to try to destroy Yang Ming's big move.

It's just that they underestimated Dugu Bo's confidence in Yang Ming. This well-known old poison in the soul master world would rather use his own flesh and blood as a shield to protect Yang Ming from the wind and rain than see Yang Ming. The big battle was interrupted!

The green snake scales burst, and the wound that had just healed cracked again. Even this time, due to the aggravation of the injury, cracks were faintly visible in the bones inside, and pus with a corrosive smell flowed out from the wound, and it even accumulated under the huge snake body. A pool of blood.

Breathless!

Dying!

Dugu Bo took a deep breath, raised his eyelids tiredly, and was about to open the coffin in a hurry!

Why is it still not good?

I'm going to die!

As if responding to the doubts in Dugu Bo's heart, Yang Ming raised his arms high, Samsara's eyes showed indifference, he regarded the subordinate soul masters of the Wuhun Palace as nothing, and said in a calm voice as always:

"God! Obstacle! Earthquake! Star!"