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Chapter 1486: Xuanbei Poison Monarch

Immediately, Murong Xuanbei slowly opened his hands, and countless poisonous fog gathered wildly from all directions, forming an armor-shaped thing on his body.

Immediately afterwards, he raised his hand, which was wrapped in poisonous fog armor, and summoned a weapon similar to a long sword from the poisonous fog in the distance.

The next moment, his eyes, which were shining with a strange blood-red light, slowly pointed at Xiao Shun, and said in a singular tone: "Are you ready to die?"

Xiao Shun frowned, but he did not respond. This was the first time he had seen a witch cultivator who could control the poisonous fog so much, and he didn't know how Murong Xuanbei did this!

At this time, Meng Yao, who was under the ring, looked a little solemn on her face and said to herself: "Murong Xuanbei is said to be an acquired poisonous spirit body. She has lived with various poisonous insects since she was infancy. She has been invincible so far, and she is even more at ease in mastering poisonous attacks!"

Upon hearing this, Baoer curled his lips: "This guy is disgusting!"

Meng Yao continued: "The cultivation method of the Gu Po Poison Sect is different from that of us normal people. This is also the reason why they can always be so powerful. Although their cultivation method is indeed disgusting, the power contained in it is also something that makes people have to be cautious!"

Just as the two of them were talking, a fierce golden light suddenly appeared on the ring, which was originally wrapped in black fog.

The golden light was like the rising sun that was born, lit up the poisonous fog that enveloped the ancient battle platform. In the light curtain, two people were fighting fiercely.

Murong Xuanbei was wrapped in poisonous fog armor at this moment, and his strength was greatly improved, but Xiao Shun was surrounded by golden light. From the momentum, he was no extra opponent. The attacks between the two sides were very open and closed, which was pleasing to the eye.

"Damn it, this guy is a bit too strong. He can actually fight against Xuanbei Poison Lord to be indistinguishable?"

"What is hard to tell? This is just the beginning. Xuanbei Poison Lord has definitely not yet displayed his true strength, otherwise Xiao Shun would have turned into a pool of blood long ago!"

"I can't say anything. You must know that Xiao Shun is just a cultivator at the seventh level of the sky. He can actually fight against an eighth level master like Murong Xuanbei. If he is giving him a period of growth, wouldn't that be..."

As for this, the man quickly stopped talking and felt a lot of emotion in his heart.

In this way, everyone no longer had the interest in whispering. After all, they were all good disciples of the sect who wanted some face. Today, they were compared by a secular cultivator, and no one could feel better!

On the ring, Murong Xuan temporarily stopped his attack after being fought with Xiao Shun for dozens of moves, and immediately exclaimed to Xiao: "You are indeed very strong. My junior brother died at your hands, and it is not unfair at all!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Shun couldn't help but ask the other party a question: "You are all masters of the Heavenly Lord of the Longevity, but I see in your face the sadness of the junior brother after his death, which makes me a little curious!"

Murong Xuan was laughed and said, "Haha, although we are brothers, we are also enemies. There has never been any affection in the Gu Po Sect. There is only if there is strength, if you kill me with Wu Man today, I really want to thank you for helping me eliminate an opponent!"

Xiao Shun was very similar to the management method of Gu Po Sect, but this is someone else's own business. Even if he has a lot of complaints, what can he do?

Just when he was extremely despised by the Gu Po Sect in his heart, Murong Xuanbei, who was not far away, looked at him with great meaning.
Chapter completed!
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