The King Of Poisons's body did not move. His long tongue violently curled. In a split second, wind blew and thunder roared. Swift and fierce killing intent violently leaked out.
Duobao was completely unafraid of the King Of Poisons's attack. His light body violently leapt forward like a powerful arrow. Once released, he pressed forward courageously. He wanted to bury the King Of Poisons under his fist.
"Bang!"
With a loud rumble, heaven and earth shook, swaying endlessly.
Luo Yihong was far away at the edge of the battlefield. Unexpectedly, she was also affected by the mighty power. Caught off guard, she staggered and fell to the left. Her exceptional grace also became comical and laughable. She was in a state of shock.
Once again, they exchanged blows. Duobao was violently swept by the strong wind. His body rapidly retreated, grinding on the ground. He swayed back and forth a few times, but unexpectedly did not fall.
The King Of Poisons could not help but be stunned. "This kid's strength has actually increased by another thirty percent! Legend has it that the Long-armed Monster Ape is naturally warlike and can continuously increase its strength in battle. But this speed of his is really too outrageous. The hundred-year-old monster ape that I learned from back in the day is actually inferior to this kid. "
After being stunned, he was even more delighted. "Such a rare treasure of demonic blood delivered to my mouth. It's best if it enters my stomach as soon as possible!" The bloody tongue moved again, nimbly curling, wanting to wrap around Duobao.
Duobao spat out a mouthful of blood. Ignoring the shock to his internal organs, he roared, "Again!" His fist gathered the wind and suddenly smashed towards that long tongue.
"Stop your pointless struggle and obediently accomplish my great cause."
In the King Of Poisons's hasty judgment, Duobao was like a kite with its string cut. Unable to struggle and gasp for breath, he had already fallen mercilessly.
The difference in demonic power was like a mountain, causing Duobao's fist to once again lose the upper hand!
No, I cannot lose!
I must wait for my junior apprentice-brother's final chance of survival!
His body, which had been brutally ravaged, fell into a pit that was thirty meters deep. The salty soil stained his tattered clothes and covered Duo Bao's unruly face. It filled his mouth with a bitter taste.
However, he stubbornly straightened his back. A strange light flashed in his eyes, and the blood in his chest surged. With a loud shout, he turned around and leaped again, fiercely smashing into the King Of Poisons.
It was as if his body was made of pure iron, and there was no sign of him being injured at all. The King Of Poisons's earth-shattering blow seemed to have no effect at all.
"What a tenacious willpower. As expected of a peerless monster. Even I, the King Of Poisons, have to admire it."
The King Of Poisons cheered, but his bloody tongue refused to let him off easily. With a swift and fierce strike, he threw the Duobao down again.
This time, there was no sound after the loud explosion. The Duobao lay face down on the ground. For a moment, he was battered and exhausted, and did not move at all.
"Against such a peerless monster, all resistance is futile." Luo Yihong's soul calmed down, and he sighed in resignation.
"No!" With a roar that split the ground, the Duobao struggled to get up again. His pair of iron fists clenched even tighter, and he once again pressed forward.
Luo Yihong couldn't help but be shocked, and he couldn't help but admire him. He secretly said, "This guy is also a freak. How can he have such a fighting spirit???? Previously, he was unremarkable, but I didn't expect him to be the same as Zhao Yun. His body has a kind of stirring power. It's no wonder they're together. "
Although the Duobao's strength was inferior, his fighting spirit was even more vigorous. His body was hit several times by the bloody tongue, but he was still fine. He fell down again and again, and stood up again and again. The more he fought, the braver he became. For the time being, he was still able to maintain a stalemate in front of the King Of Poisons.
"Although willpower is admirable, it's not strength after all. Judging the difference between the strong and the weak early will only delay for a moment. "Seeing the Duobao fall to the ground again, Luo Yihong's sea of consciousness became clear. He was already willing to calmly face the misfortune of death.
"Squeak! Squeak! "Unexpectedly, the Naughty Sea Spiritual Marten in his arms suddenly let out a shriek.
Luo Yihong's mind was suddenly startled. "Little Darling has never shown such a fearful expression. Even when facing the King Of Poisons, he only lowered his head and didn't make a sound. What's going on? "
As he hurriedly looked around, he was stunned to see the red light on Zhao Yun's body that was floating in midair. It was as if blood had spread over the heaven and earth, and the strange crimson red light was an extraordinary sign.
Then, he saw a strange black stone fly out from Zhao Yun's chest. It expanded with the wind, and in an instant, it turned into a seven-foot stone tablet. The tablet was simple and unadorned, and there wasn't a single word on it. It was completely pitch-black, and unfathomable.
"This is??????" Luo Yihong suddenly sensed it. Suddenly, the shocking and mysterious prophecy was reflected in his mind, and he only felt his soul uneasy.
Seven-Kill Tablet!
It turned out that the mysterious Seven-Kill Tablet was sensing the aura of the Seven Mad Emperors in the "Dream of the Great Wasteland" illusion. It ate the blood of heroes and helped the Seven Mad Emperors escape from the restriction of the Yearning Ring. However, it also consumed a lot of energy, and after that, it fell into a deep sleep to recuperate.
The reason why it helped the Seven-Kill Tablet was completely out of instinct. Even it didn't know why it spent so much energy to save it. It just felt that it had to save it, and it seemed that there was still a huge secret hidden behind it.
When Zhao Yun absorbed all the demonic power of the King Of Poisons and swelled to the point of bursting, the Seven-Kill Tablet woke up again. Like a hungry baby greedily sucking, it devoured all the demonic power. It was even more insatiable, and it was still not satisfied, so it stared at the source of the demonic power.
The King Of Poisons was annoyed and exhausted by the Duobao's incessant pestering. He didn't know where this Long Armed Monster Ape's determination came from, but he suddenly felt his divine sense startled. Only then did he realize that the world had been dyed red, and there were even seven blood-red "Kill" words rushing towards him. An ominous premonition instantly welled up in his heart.
"What is this? It can actually make me feel threatened? "
Just as this thought of fear was born, the blood-red "Kill" words had already arrived.
In an instant, seven consecutive "Puchi Puchi" sounds were heard. The seven "Kill" words had already broken open the King Of Toads' indestructible skin, and as if they were thirsting for demonic power, they began to absorb it.
"How can this be! What kind of monster is this? "
The King Of Poisons only felt a piercing pain as his soul left his body. His majestic prehistoric demonic body actually didn't have the slightest strength to resist. He only felt that his demonic power was like a surging river, endlessly pouring out. He was angry and anxious, but he couldn't do anything.
At this time, the Duobao's iron fist arrived again. The astral wind violently swept, and the completely defenseless King Of Poisons's mountain-like body was lifted up extremely easily, and he fell heavily to the ground.
The King Of Poisons was like a withered rubber ball. His enormous body fell to the ground like a boulder, and he was as weak as dirt. His lush green skin had completely lost its luster, and he had a ghastly pale appearance. His body smashed onto the ground, and unexpectedly, he didn't move anymore. He also didn't let out a single cry, and even his aura was completely gone. It was obvious that he wasn't going to live anymore.
The prehistoric strange beast that had dominated the Immortal Forest for thousands of years, a powerful existence that could dominate the Immortal Forest with only one-tenth of its strength, actually couldn't hold on for even a moment in front of these seven bloody words. In the blink of an eye, his soul had already scattered, and his demonic power was completely devoured by these seven words.
Those seven words had completely absorbed the demonic power of the King Of Poisons, but they didn't seem to be satisfied. One by one, they scuttled out of the King Of Poisons's corpse, swaying and complacent, and burrowed into that simple and unadorned stone tablet with a rumbling sound.
Immediately afterwards, that seven-foot stone tablet suddenly flashed, and disappeared into Zhao Yun's chest. Even the bloody light that filled the sky disappeared without a trace for a moment.
A moment ago, the Ghost Fog Forest was still fighting fiercely. Suddenly, there was no sound at all.
The Duobao was greatly astonished. He was baffled, but he didn't delve into it. He just foolishly stared at his junior brother's body lying flat on the ground. Only when he saw that his junior brother's complexion was rosy and his breathing was steady did he feel a lot more at ease. He walked over and shouted, but his junior brother didn't wake up. He then looked at the Hu Qing sisters who had been knocked unconscious by the King Of Poisons. Although their starry eyes were tightly closed, their expressions seemed to be fine. He shook their bodies a few times, but they didn't wake up. He could only wait anxiously.
Luo Yihong watched as the demonic stone tablet instantly devoured the King Of Poisons. She wasn't surprised at all, but her heart was beating fiercely, and she didn't know why her hands and feet went limp. She could still be calm in the face of death, but at this moment, she couldn't help but feel terrified to the bone. She muttered to herself, "Sure enough, sure enough, I should have thought of it earlier."
For a moment, her thoughts were flying. Even though she was a genius, she still felt powerless. "Since Zhao Yun is related to the Seven Madmen Tablet, how can it be as simple as that clue? Grandfather and I only knew that he was a rare commodity worth hoarding, but we didn't expect that he was a strange disaster. "
At this moment, the wind was calm and the waves were calm. The flattened dense forest was empty. However, the seven blood-red "kill" characters jumped straight into her sea of consciousness. The huge shadow couldn't be removed no matter how hard she tried. It was like a giant peak lying across, a giant curtain hanging upside down, covering everything in the world. However, in front of her eyes, there were another blood-red sixteen characters floating above the giant curtain of the giant peak. They were exceptionally bright and conspicuous. The constant flow of the characters made people feel terrified.
"The seven evils wreaked havoc in the world, and the imperial mausoleum collapsed. The immortal woods rippled, and the sea of blood drifted. "
This was the mysterious prophecy left behind by Daoist Ziying of the Lingyun Temple!
"If Zhao Yun was born in response to the calamity, but we went through so much trouble to try to hold her in our hands, did we make the wrong decision from the beginning? How can the person in the calamity be easily controlled? Just by looking at how this stone tablet could easily kill the King Of Poisons, we know that this person's origin is extraordinary. If we don't deal with it early, I'm afraid that we'll raise a tiger and invite disaster. Heh, I've always thought highly of myself, but at this moment, I actually feel that I don't know where to start. Should I continue to follow Zhao Yun, take the opportunity to inquire about the emperor's mausoleum's secrets, and pull chestnuts out of the fire to help the Beast Hall rise? Or should I take advantage of Zhao Yun's coma to decisively get rid of this evil root and maintain the stability of the immortal woods? Is this the right choice? "
"That Duobao is inspecting the situation of Hu Qing and her sister. If I suddenly make a move to assassinate Zhao Yun, there should be an eighty percent chance of success. However, should I really make a move? "
Luo Yihong stared at Zhao Yun's sleeping face. She saw that his face was rosy and lustrous, like a blooming peach blossom tree. He was very handsome, and there was an indomitable heroic spirit flowing out. She had never seen such masculinity in her life. She couldn't help but hesitate, "Zhao Yun's expression is serene and peaceful. He doesn't have the slightest bit of hostility from the demon monument. If I kill him just because of a prophecy, not only will he complain with hatred, even I will regret it. "
After hesitating for a moment, she couldn't do it in the end. The Duobao had also walked back to Zhao Yun's side and carefully watched over him. There was even less opportunity to make a move.
Luo Yihong sighed secretly, "Forget it!" She just didn't know if this sigh was more of relief and joy, or more of regret and worry?
"Squeak squeak!" The Naughty Sea Spiritual Marten in her arms cried out again. This time, the cry didn't have the slightest bit of fear. Instead, it was extremely happy.
"What's wrong, little darling?" Luo Yihong asked in confusion. However, she saw the little darling fly out of her arms like lightning. In the blink of an eye, it had already pounced on the King Of Poisons's corpse. It opened its small mouth with sharp teeth and hungrily bit down.
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