Chapter 2183 Fighting Poison with Poison!

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Although the power of the five-layer thunder talisman was astonishing, it was still cut to pieces by the Qianpo bone knife.

"Ant, the gap between me and you, you will never be able to catch up, your time of death is here!"

Wan Duxie grinned ferociously, and the Thousand Soul Bone Knife fell down again. There were thousands of scary grimaces on the knife, making the whole magic knife frantic!

Jiang Siming used his speed to dodge aside.

But when the bone knife swung down, the surrounding air suddenly turned light green, and the poisonous mist on the bone knife could actually contaminate the air!

The gas quickly dispersed and flew around Jiang Siming, enveloping him.

Wan Duxie laughed loudly and said, "Boy, you are really stupid. Do you think my Wan Duzong is best at using knives? Jie Jie..."

Seeing that Jiang Siming was surrounded by poisonous fog, the four elders were shocked, and Shuiyue was even more distracted.

But in the next second, Jiang Siming walked out gracefully from the poisonous fog, and even patted the dust off his body, with a nonchalant smile on his face.

"As for this poison, I don't know if it can kill mosquitoes, but I dare to take it out. You have 10% off the level of poison?"

Wan Duxie's smile froze, as if he couldn't understand how Jiang Siming was immune to these poisons?

Not to mention the Golden Core cultivator, even the Nascent Soul cultivator, he has to stay away from him.

This Jiang Siming, however, was wrapped in all the poisonous mist and came out safe and sound.

Seeing that Jiang Siming was fine, Shuiyue breathed a sigh of relief, including Xueqi and Shuang Ling, and they all felt relieved and dealt with the enemy seriously.

"Since you are so stubborn, try this!"

Wan Duxie sacrificed a bottle, which exploded loudly, and a thick colorful poisonous mist floated towards Jiang Siming, enveloping it again.

"My poison is called Immortal Killing Fog, a monk in the Nascent Soul stage, if you touch it, you will die! I see how hard your mouth is!"

Wan Duxie gritted his teeth and said, he regretted it after using it up, why did he use such a precious murderous aura on a Golden Core ant.

But people fight for a breath of fire, Buddha receives a stick of incense, Jiang Siming looks down on his poisonous skills of Wandumen, he can't bear it!

Even if it is a waste of a precious treasure, it is worth it!

The poisonous fog enveloped Jiang Siming, but Jiang Siming was fine again, walked out, and coughed a few times while holding his nose in disgust.

"I said that you poisoners are really full and have nothing to do. It is purely polluting the air. There is no industrial pollution here, and people like you will destroy the ecology. Damn, bad luck!"

Jiang Siming cursed carelessly, and spit out a mouthful of phlegm.

Wan Duxie and the other Nascent Soul Demon Cultivators were dumbfounded.

Is this kid also a poisonous person?

"Impossible! My Immortal Killing Mist, how can you, a Golden Core ant, laugh at it! I don't believe it!"

Wan Duxie's heart collapsed, and he roared, then he calmed down and said: "You must be a treasure that can resist the poisonous mist, when I kill you, the truth will come out!"

Wan Duxie gave up poisoning, held the Thousand Soul Bone Knife, and charged at Jiang Siming again.

Even if he doesn't need to be good at unique skills, he, a monk at the peak of Nascent Soul, can easily kill a mid-stage Golden Core monk.

However, before Wan Duxie approached, Jiang Siming's Golden Crow Sword burst out with dazzling golden light, and came through the clouds suddenly!

God Slashing Style!

Wan Duxie gave a disdainful smile, and with a wave of his hand, an invisible spiritual shield appeared, trying to easily block this move.

However, he underestimated Jiang Siming's move to kill the gods.

Back then when he was outside the Demon Abyss, he built his foundation and cultivated himself, and he could kill a Golden Core cultivator with a single move.

Now, Jiang Siming is in the middle stage of the golden core, and the power of the god-slaying style in his hands has skyrocketed dozens of times!

The light like the scorching sun rushed to the Golden Crow Sword and shone on top of Wan Duxie's head.

Then it bumped into the body shield sacrificed by Wan Duxie!

Wan Duxie suddenly felt a violent shock, and many cracks appeared in the spirit mask!

This made him even more surprised that a mere Gold Core cultivator could almost break his defense with a single sword strike.

"This crap is really hard." Jiang Siming didn't forget to make a comment.

Just as Wan Duxie was about to say something, something strange came from the top of his head again. When he looked up, a virtual seal of heaven appeared out of thin air, covering Wan Duxie like a mountain pressing down on him.

Wan Duxie, who was not aware of it for a while, was once again covered by the seal of heaven!

Boom!

The seal of heaven collided with Wan Duxie's spiritual shield, and this time, Wan Duxie's defensive spiritual shield finally couldn't resist and collapsed.

At the same time, the remaining power of the seal of heaven and secrets also smashed at the deity of Wanduxie.

Wan Duxie didn't have time to be surprised, shouted loudly, raised his knife and slashed across!

The phantom of Tianjiyin was chopped into air!

"Okay, very good! I didn't expect that a Golden Core boy could learn the two secret methods of Qingyun Sect. Unfortunately, you are still just a Golden Core ant. This kind of magic is not in the Nascent Soul stage, and it can't show its true strength at all."

It's a pity that Wan Duxie tsk tsk, but he didn't stop at all, and attacked Jiang Siming again.

This son must not stay, if he runs away, he will definitely become a big trouble for him in the future.

So Wan Duxie issued a kill order for Jiang Siming!

However, just when he wanted to leave, a formation appeared under his feet.

Wan Duxie found that he was actually trapped in this formation.

There are countless sandalwood, earth rivers, mountain rocks, and sparks around.

Wan Duxie hurriedly backed away in astonishment, and at the same time deciphered all these tricks.

"Ghost Travel Record Transport Sutra Talisman!"

A talisman was quietly behind him

Birth, hit him.

Wan Duxie felt that the aura in his body was being imprisoned rapidly, so he hurriedly used his aura and used the difference in realm to break all the imprisoning power.

And the next moment, Jiang Siming's method appeared again.

A strange talisman was born, from which a colorless and odorless gas drifted obediently into the formation.

Poisonous spells in cyan shards!

Jiang Siming wants to fight the virus with an eye for an eye in this wave, with poison? It's as if no one knows how to use it.

Moreover, poisons are useless to him. He is immune to all poisons, and no poison has any effect on him.

Jiang Siming's highly poisonous spell was obtained from the copy of the end of the world, and he hasn't used it a few times.

This time, Jiang Siming squeezed out all the toxins inside.

The spell loses its potency and gradually dissipates.

However, all the toxins in the spell flew into the formation unreservedly.

Jiang Siming's face also felt a little fleshy. He used up a piece of blue shards so quickly, and the shards were treasures.

This spell cannot be remade, unless he gets the method of making it, or he can only pick up another one by luck.

Wan Duxie never imagined that a decent monk would fucking poison.

At this moment, he really wanted to curse: Are you a fucking decent monk or a member of the Demon Cult!

All the toxins spread to his body, and afterward, Wan Duxie's body began to corrode rapidly.

Wan Duxie, who was so frightened, hurriedly stabilized his heart and exerted his Nascent Soul cultivation to block these toxins that were more terrifying than his Immortal Killing Mist.

Zizi...

Poison mist and his Nascent Soul aura were constantly fighting and burning.

Wan Duxie didn't dare to be negligent and distracted at all, he felt that if this toxin really invaded his body, the consequences would be very serious!

Wan Duxie tried to escape from the formation while fighting against the toxin.

At this time, Jiang Siming grinned, raised his butcher knife, and walked into the formation...