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The corpse on the ground stood up bit by bit, and with the misaligned bones, the originally tilted head corrected it bit by bit to return to its original position. As if he had never suffered any harm, Fasheng Kami gradually returned to his original position in Wanxiang's surprised gaze.

"It's useless, I'm an immortal body!"

The smug voice revealed endless smiles, as if it was a very happy thing to appreciate Wan Xiang's surprised expression. Fa Sheng Kami moved his muscles and bones slightly, and the pale white dead claws stretched out again.

"I'll give you a chance."

Scandal to Wanxiang with a surprised face, Fasheng Kami said, "If you kneel on the ground and apologize to me immediately, begging me to forgive you and be willing to be loyal to me forever, then I will not care about your behavior just now. Otherwise, you will find that hell is as beautiful as heaven for you."

"Apology? Kneel on the ground begging for mercy? Hahahahahahahahaha!"

After Wan Xiang walked out of his initial surprise, he immediately hugged his stomach and bent over. He could hear it, as if he had heard a very cool and not funny joke. He shook his hands repeatedly and said, "Hehehe, sorry, sorry, what you said is so funny, I have to..." His face suddenly sank. Wan Xiang, who was still laughing a little the moment before, suddenly released a fierce murderous aura with a cold face and said, "Although I don't know what kind of monster you are, I can tell you accurately that no one... is immortal!!!"

With Wan Xiang's sarcasm, Fasaint Kami's expression gradually became gloomy. With a pair of cold eyes, he looked at Wan Xiang's almost sarcasm. Fasaint Kami shouted angrily and said, "Then, you accept death..."

Before he finished speaking, Wan Xiang suddenly exerted force and directly interrupted the words of the Fasaint Kami. He walked like a very fast cheetah. In just a blink of an eye, Wan Xiang had already rushed to the ground of the Fasaint Kami, shouted coldly, and said, "It's you who died!" After that, Wan Xiang saw his vicious hands bring out the sound of the eagle crying and buckle down on his head.

Bang ~!

Wan Xiang suddenly attacked, and Fa Sheng Kami did not act in surprise or panic at all. He almost looked at Wan Xiang's attack falling with a look of contempt, and his body suddenly dissipated like smoke. Naturally, it floated aside. After his body shook, it immediately condensed into its original appearance.

Wan Xiang suddenly felt that his attack seemed to hit the air. There was no physical impact, and it was strange that it gave people a very fatal and extremely uncomfortable feeling.

What kind of monster is this guy?

A look of surprise flashed across Wanxiang's face. Before he could turn around, facing the Fasaint Kami who turned into smoke and walked around behind him, he heard the guy suddenly raise his hands and shout with a mighty shout. He saw countless black smoke released from the Fasaint Kami's hands.

The magic of Saint Kami has a clattering name on the Emerald Continent, which is called "Living Land Magic".

The reason why it is called a living magic is entirely because the control of magic power by Fasaint Kami has reached an incredible state. In other words, Fasaint Kami can use the magic power in his hands to condense any creature that can move at will. Its perfection has almost reached the level of being fake and real.

Just like now, when Fasaint Kami raised his hands slightly, countless rolling black smoke spewed out of Fasaint Kami's sleeves. The black smoke was as dark as ink. When it rolled in the air, it was like a brush in the painter's hand. It gradually outlined one "people" with their bodies shrouded in black tights.

"So it's you!"

After Wan Xiang saw that Fa Saint Kami had so many "people", he directly responded to a very familiar feeling in his mind. With his extraordinary memory, Wan Xiang immediately remembered several assassins who had collaborated with Emile to kill Nina.

The assassins gave Wan Xiang a very strange feeling, but now after the Fa Saint Kami condensed so many assassins, Wan Xiang felt even more strange.

Because in Wan Xiang's opinion, each of these assassins looked exactly the same, and even the weapons in their hands were the same shape as the ones Wan Xiang could observe. For a moment, Wan Xiang couldn't help but think that the assassins he met seemed to be like this.

However, the only one at this moment is different from the last time. The number of these assassins has exceeded too many.

It’s okay to say one or two, but three or five can only deal with it, seven or eight can still kill it, and eleven or two can still be easily.

But if you have hundreds or thousands of them! With Wanxiang's calmness, he still couldn't help but change his color and his face was full of rejuvenation.

Looking at the Dharma Saint Kami who was floating in the air, as if he was still appearing without knowing his fatigue, Wanxiang couldn't help but show a helpless expression, gave a thumbs up, and said, "After all, he is the Dharma Saint, but don't you know you are tired?"

Fasheng Kami looked at Wan Xiang's helpless and complicated expression with pride, and was about to give Wan Xiang a little color. Who knew that Wan Xiang had made a very puzzling move at this time. That was to simply take out a bottle of medicine, then cut his wrist and pour it into the medicine bottle. He directly pointed at Fasheng Kami with a middle finger and said, "I was careless just now, but now I can't do it!" After that, Wan Xiang shook the medicine in his hand and threw it hard on the ground.

Bang~!

The medicine bottle made of glass was like this? With the sound of breaking, the dark green fog that the familiar Dark Green fog of Fasaint Kami suddenly rose like a boiling boil. In an instant, Fasaint Kami remembered the extremely hot candle skin just now. He immediately thought about it lazy, and it turned into smoke and floated into a height of more than 100 meters.

However, Fa Sheng Kami had avoided Wanxiang's poison. He was not so lucky to have so many magical condensates he had worked hard to create just now. Almost as soon as he came into contact with this extremely strong green mist, it was burned by the candle bones because of the strong toxicity attached to the green mist.

Although these guys are all formed by magic, Wanxiang's poison has the ability to destroy all balance. The skin bones made of magic are covered by poisonous fog, as if they were sprinkled with a lot of sulfuric acid, and they began to burn and melt continuously. The skin bones were injured, and finally they could only turn into ash smoke and float directly into the air.

So scary, so exaggerated, so sharp!

It can almost be said that it can only be described as the destructive power that Wanxiang's poison can cause. Within a hundred meters that was swept through the eyes, the ground began to melt due to the effect of this poison, and good houses began to collapse. The thousands of magical condensates created by Fasan Carl were even more casualties because of Wanxiang's poison.

"hateful!!!"

Under the same poison, he suffered twice in a row. Fasaint Kami seemed to have caught a crazy lion and let out an extremely angry roar. However, Wan Xiang did not intend to make this guy feel better. Seeing Fasaint Kali being frantically crazy, he took thirty-two willow-leaf flying knives at the same time, and took the thirty-two willow-leaf flying knives to flee in the air.

You should know that Wan Xiang has now entered the second level of the poisonous body. The physical improvement and the significant increase in true energy. Wan Xiang's flying knife has become more poisonous and sharp. Not only has the speed of attack reached the thirty-two hidden weapons made in "The Rain of the Sky", but the thirty-two willow-leaf flying knifes under Wan Xiang's control, not only are they as fast as a stream of light, but each direction of the thirty-two flying knives shot is different. They take the thirty-two dead corners of the body of the Saint Kami in the air, almost blocking all the attacks and defenses of the Saint Kami.

However, after all, Fasaint Kami was the Fasaint. Facing thirty-two flying knives that were as fast as light and extremely sharp as the flowing light, a strong wind gushed out, and the gust of cold wind gushed up countless black smoke. When his head was covered, the thirty-two sharp flying knives that Wan Xiang shot could only break through to only about fifteen meters around Fasaint Kami's body. He was swept to the side by the strong black smoke wind.

"Get out of here, you guy with your head and tail exposed!"

The Saint Kami looked up to the sky and let out an extremely angry roar at Wanxiang, who was hidden in the poisonous fog and he didn't want to come out.

But what? No matter how angry the Dharma Saint Kami is, Wan Xiang is still hiding in the poisonous fog in an extremely stable manner, and it is insidiously under the protection of the poisonous fog. After all, if Kami's strength is at the level of the Dharma Saint, Wan Xiang's poisonous technique has reached the terrifying power of the Dharma God.

If Wan Xiang hadn't lacked a large number of poison-making herbs in his hands, with Wan Xiang's poisoning technique, Fa Sheng Kami would have the courage to continue to be arrogant here. However, then again, as long as Wan Xiang hides in the poisonous fog, Fa Sheng Kami would have no way to deal with Wan Xiang.

However... although Wan Xiang is very safe now, he is very depressed and depressed in his heart.

He, Wanxiang!

After all, he is the King of Hell who is terrified by everyone in the martial arts world! After so many years of pride, Wan Xiang has never been as frustrated as this moment. He was blocked by a Dharma Saint in the poisonous fog and did not even have the chance to fight back.

"Damn it, it's so embarrassing!"
Chapter completed!