Chapter 302 Impact the Third Order of the Dragon Land

"The poor monk has already said that this treasure pot is the root of suffering. You don't believe it. No, suffering has begun to haunt you!"

After saying that, Yijie actually walked to the unregretful side, took away the unregretless storage ring, and then striped off his clothes.

The speed of unregretful time was so fast that more than ten people present did not react, and gloomy suddenly became naked and lay naked on the ground.

After Gu Yu and others reacted, they couldn't help laughing.

And Yin Wuxiong's face is as black as ink. Although he doesn't like to see Yin Wuhui, Yin Wuhui is also a poisonous disciple. He is also a disciple of Wandu he feels the same shame and anger.

"You fake monk are really a good tool, very good."

After Yin Wuxiong said, a four-legged tripod appeared in his hand. The tripod was carved with dense snakes, insects, rats and ants, intertwined and looked very disgusting.

As soon as the four-legged tripod was taken out, a smoke like ink escaped from the mouth of the tripod, and the air was suddenly filled with a pungent smell.

This is Yin Wuxiong's thousand poison tripod, in which 2,544 kinds of poisons are integrated. Yin Wuxiong believes that anyone who is contaminated with a drop of poison in the dragon realm will definitely die.

Gu Yu and others saw that Yin Wuxiong sacrificed thousands of poisonous tripods. They all retreated from afar as if they had seen the plague, and kept a long distance from Yin Wuxiong.

"Hey, who is that? Your treasure looks good, but it's just a little too sinister." Yijie looked at the thousand poisonous tripod in Yin Wuxiong's hand with a hopeful face. Well, can you lend your little tripod to the poor monk to play with me?

"Haha, why not!"

Yin Wuxiong was stunned at first, and then laughed. Without thinking about it, he threw the thousand poison tripod to a warning.

"You are a child!"

He cursed secretly and quickly stepped back a few steps. He dares not touch this thousand poison tripod, which is different from the treasure basin. Being attacked by the treasure basin will only make people faint, but if he is attacked by the thousand poison tripod, there is only one way to die.

"Well, fake monk, don't you want my Qiandu tripod? Why don't you dare to take it?" Yin Wuxiong glanced coldly, and his eyes were full of disdain.

"Haha, that... This thousand poison tripod is really too strong. It's better not to be a poor monk." A warning, but in my heart, I'm thinking about whether to take the opportunity to collect the yinless poison tripod into the treasure basin?

Well, no, looking at the appearance of Yin Wuxiong, it should have been guarded for a long time. What if I put the Qiandu Ding into the treasure basin?

Forget it, let's not collect this thousand poison tripod for the time being!

Thinking about it, Yijie stared at Qian Duding fiercely and turned around to leave.

"Hight!"

Suddenly, a loud shout came from behind. He didn't think about it. He put away the treasure basin, pulled out his legs and ran away to the distance.

It's just that Yin Wuxiong has long been an opportunity to lock in a ring. How can he let a ring run away?

An extremely cold wind wiped the bald head of a ring, shrank his neck, and was scared into a cold sweat behind his back. The next moment, Yin Wuxiong appeared next to Yijie.

"Fake monk, do you think you can escape?"

"Escape, when did the poor monk want to escape?" Yijie blinked innocently, "The poor monk saw the good scenery here and just wanted to see the scenery."

"Since the scenery here is good, why don't you stay here for the rest of your life?" Yin Wuxiong snorted coldly, and a drop of dark green venom flew out of the thousand poison tripod and was about to bounce towards Yijie.

"Wait...wait...wait!"

As soon as he saw this dark green venom, he was suddenly scared out of his mind. If the poor monk encountered this drop of venom, how could he survive?

At present, Yijie was crying and said in a pleading tone, "Donor, if you have something to say, we are civilized. It's not a good thing to fight and kill. If there is anything, can you sit down and talk about it?"

In the distance, Gu Yu and more than a dozen others sweated and sweated wildly!!!

Looking at the fake monk before, he was fierce and timid in a blink of an eye. This is too embarrassing!

"What's there to say? Aren't you very good just now? He knocked out my disciple of Wandumen and stole his storage ring in front of me. Why are you afraid now? Yin Wuxiong asked with a cold face. He was also amused by the shameless behavior of Yijie. He has seen shameless people and has never seen such shameless people as Yijie.

"Cough, the donor laughed. In fact, what happened just now came from the original intention of the poor monk, and the poor monk didn't want to do that." Yijie put his hands together and shook his head helplessly, looking compassionate.

"A fake monk with cunning words." Yin Wuxiong snorted coldly, "No matter how many good words you say today, I will definitely feed your flesh and blood to my thousand poisonous tripod."

I shrank my neck and cried secretly in my heart, but I couldn't show it. I had to talk cleverly, rack my brains and nonsense. It's a little time to delay a little more time.

At this moment, how much I hope that Duan Fan and immortality can come to save him, but looking at the situation of Duan Fan and immortality... Hey, I sighed, I'm afraid there is no chance!

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On the other side!

Seven or eight people, including Haotian Shengzi, Tianchuan Shengzi, Jiang Tiancheng and Jiang Tianhai, surrounded Duan Fan and Buwei in the middle and stood quietly without intending to do anything.

They made it clear that they were watching the play and wanted to see how the Holy Prince solved Duan Fan and the immortality.

The Holy Prince has long hated the Holy Son of Haotian and others, but now he can't attack. If the Holy Son of Haotian and others join hands, he can only get out of here.

In fact, if the Holy Prince hadn't been too arrogant and domineering, he would have almost offended the Holy Son of Haotian and others. At this time, someone must have stood up to help him.

However, he has almost offended people. At this time, who will take action led by Haotian Shengzi?

In desperation, the holy prince had to deal with Duan Fan and the immortality by himself.

The Holy Prince actually has a big killer that is useless, that is, the Jiulong white jade carve.

Previously, because of the toughness of a treasure basin, Jiulong Baiyu escaped dozens of miles away and was too scared to come back. At this time, the Holy Prince recalled the Jiulong White Jade Fan. The Holy Prince with the Jiulong White Jade Fan in hand is equivalent to nine more masters at the ninth-level peak of the Hualong realm, and he is also a master.

The Holy Prince sat high on the Jiulong white jade grim and coldly looked down at Duan Fan and the immortality. He vowed that he would never kill Duan Fan and the immortality. He would only let Duan Fan and immortality suffer the most painful torture in the world, making them want to die become a luxury.

Duan Fan also knew that this was a critical moment, and it was impossible not to sacrifice the strongest killing move.

At that moment, Duan Fan recalled the seven-level magic tower and waved it with one hand, countless best elixirs were thrown into the seven-level magic tower by him.

This is not enough. With the wave of his hand, dozens of colorful elixirs were thrown into the seven-level magic tower by him.

"These impacted the third level of the Dragon Realm should be enough!"

Duan Fan's eyes were cold and his mind was calm and terrible. He knew that only by breaking through the third level of the dragon realm and using the power of thunder could he deal with the Holy Prince and others.

"Duan Fan, what are you doing?" It's a little unclear.

"Shock the third level of the Dragon Realm?" Duan Fan said without looking back.

At the same time, the seven-level refining tower was stimulated and began to rise up those demon elixirs and the best elixir during the refining period.

"Do you need so many demon elixirs and the best elixir to impact the third level of the Dragon Realm?" It's unbelievable that dozens of demon elixirs are enough for him to impact the third level of the Dragon Realm several times, but it seems that Duan Fan's appearance is not ordinary enough.

At present, immortality will die without hesitation. With a wave of his hand, dozens of large and small demon elixirs were sent to Duan Fan.

"Duan Fan, these may help you."

"Thank you!"

Duan Fan nodded and rudely sent all these demon elixirs into the seven-level magic refining tower.

At the same time, an extremely pure energy entered Duan Fan's body, and Duan Fan's injury began to recover at the speed of the naked eye Hakka.

Not only that, in full view of the public, everyone saw that Duan Fan's momentum began to rise rapidly, and gradually moved towards the third level of Hualongjing.

"Haha, Duan Fan, it's up to you this time!" Immortal joy, and my eyes are full of hope.

"What, even if you break through to the third level of Hualongjing, you are not only crushed by me."

The Holy Prince snorted disdainfully, and Zhenyuan poked out his big hand and grabbed the seven-level magic tower without hesitation.

"Well, with me, you can't touch Duan Fan's hair!"

He hummed coldly and smashed at the Holy Prince with the sky-turning seal that had just been snatched from the Holy Prince.

"You want to die!"

The Holy Prince was furious and pulled the nine-headed dragon of the Jiulong white jade chapet and roared up to the sky. An extremely strong momentum emanated and rushed towards immortality.

The nine-headed dragons all opened their huge mouths, waved their sharp claws like knives, and bit them fiercely.

"It's just a few beasts."

He gritted his teeth secretly, and Dantian Zhenyuan was all poured on the sky-turning seal, turning the sky-over printing into the size of a hill, and smashing the nine dragons with the power of destruction.

Boom!

The huge sound of impact came, and after all, it was a joint attack that could not defeat the nine-headed Kowloon, and it was beaten to fly thousands of meters away.

"Roar!"

The nine-headed dragon holding the Jiulong white jade gutter roared to the sky, and threw its teeth and claws on the immortal body. In just a blink of an eye, all the immortal body's flesh and blood were torn off, and the blood fell like rain.

Kakaka!

The immortal skeleton of the whole body was bitten by the nine-headed dragon and made a click sound. It didn't take long for the whole body to turn into a ball of blood and fall down.