Seeing the two scorpion pincers, the Fire Root Ancestor was already suspecting that the male and female mistlehead corpses before him might not be ghosts, but rather demons more terrifying than ghosts! Because this kind of magic weapon, the scorpion Claw, is highly restricted, only the scorpion spirit can refine it with blood. At this moment, the poisonous hook is blinding and the cold wind is howling.
The Fire Root Ancestor was even more certain that the mistlehead corpse before him was not a ghost but a demon! Not only a demon, but one of the most powerful poisons of the Five Poisons, the Scorpion Spirit! Because the Scorpion Hook, this kind of magic weapon, must be nourished by the venom of the scorpion spirit in order to be refined by blood. However, the Scorpion Spirit itself is nothing more than the best supplier of scorpion demon venom.
Nowadays, with two huge scorpion pincers and a dragon snake scorpion hook, it would be strange if it weren't a scorpion spirit!
The Fire Root Ancestor had a headache. A scorpion that has practiced for ten thousand years, what does that mean? The demonic magic he knows is probably no less than that of the Fire Root Ancestor. But now it's not a fairy, but a hermaphroditic scorpion spirit! This demonic poison, when struck on a fairy spirit, can kill it in an instant!
With these five hermaphroditic misty-headed scorpions to set up the Bloodthirsty ancient array, what does that mean? It only makes people go and never return!
The dragon and snake venom hook is about to shoot out the venom. The Fire Root Ancestor's eyebrows were raised and his eyes were filled with rage. Another palm, already slapped out. Just look at the blazing and bright Taiji Yin-Yang Bagua Lihuo Seal, which flew out of the palm and went straight towards the dark and vicious giant scorpion hook.
This giant scorpion hook must also be the ultimate treasure of ten thousand years of cultivation. The demonic poison it sucks is ten thousand years old. Aged for years, no demonic poison can match. It spurts out and drops onto the Taiji Yin-Yang Bagua Fire Seal without a sound. Just look at the vast net of the Eight Trigrams of fire, vanishing in an instant!
At that moment, the beautiful demon before the Fire Root Ancestor suddenly let out a long, sarcastic "giggle". Under the blood satin, a third, white and tender arm suddenly emerged, covering the mouth and giggling, "I thought your magic was so powerful, but that's all!"
The Fire Root Ancestor's palm was empty, and he was terrified. One can't help but admire the power of this demonic magic, and even more so, the strangeness and wonder of the vicious magic weapon. So he clapped his hands in response and shouted, "Bold demon! To cultivate such an evil heretic that is not allowed by the way of heaven, since I have encountered it today, it is your time!"
"Giggle..." " Another bright, seductive grin, on the pretty face of the female demon, a pair of seductive eyes flickered, squinting at the Fire Root ancestor, shining with the glow of spring love. The fourth, soft and tender arm, actually gently stretched out from beneath the blood satin, gently brushed against the Fire root ancestor's chest, and said sarcastically:
"Oh!" Look at what you said... I look so beautiful, how could you do it? How about staying with me, how... Giggle..."
"Monster! Look at the palm!" How could the Fire Root ancestor tolerate the goblins being so presumptuous before his eyes? With a palm print, the flames shot out, only burning the female goblins like fireworks.
"Bold old man! How dare you do this to my beauty! See if I don't kill you, old man!" Between words. The female demon turned around and suddenly turned back into a thin male demon with a green face, fangs and mung bean eyes. But this male demon no longer has two arms. It has turned into six long arms as black as ink, and even the two legs that are propped up on the ground have turned into two arms as black as ink!
This demon has a strange appearance. If it were a combination of two scorpion spirits, the Fire Root Ancestor calculated that he should have at least twelve arms!
At this moment, there is no time, no delay.
The hook of the demon's chain rumbled, and drops of venom, black gas, had already flown out, whistling through the air and hitting the chest of the Fire Root ancestor.
With a furrowed brow, the Fire Root Ancestor, with his nine palace three rotations and one misalignment, managed to dodge the first round of the Venom chain hook attack with agility faster than that of a fire lion.
At the same time, the Fire Root Ancestor's Six Fingers form, a mass of wind and fire burst out from the tip of his finger, suddenly transforming into a Taiji Yin-Yang Bagua Fire Seal. The fire seal grows at the sight of the wind and expands without limit. One by one, the divine fire palms of the Fire Root Ancestor pierced through this fire seal and directly transformed into a series of clear fire seals of the Sky Wind Fire palms. On the edge of the fire palm, there was an extremely clear fire seal.
This kind of palm power is truly not to be underestimated. It is the genuine "Heavenly Pillar Divine Fire Palm"!
Several "Heavenly Pillar Divine Fire Palms" were printed by the Fire Root Ancestor, and he was astonished to find something was amiss. Although the Fire Seal of the Divine Palm could dissolve the demonic poison, the poisonous scorpion hook flew around and shot like lightning, and after a clever maneuvering with the Heavenly Stem Divine Fire Palm, it pierced the chest of the Fire Root Ancestor again.
At this moment, the other palm of the Fire Root Ancestor clung tightly to the scorpion's pincers and could not be released. At such a critical moment, how could both palms withstand the attack of three treasures that have been refined for ten thousand years and six arms of mistlehead corpses that have been cultivated for at least ten thousand years?
With a swift retreat, the Fire Root ancestor suddenly raised the scorpion hook to the sky and broke the fire. Just then, drop after drop of black balls of demonic poison burst out in an instant, with a shrill "sizzle, sizzle," and the fire of the old ancestor's divine fire seemed to lose its power. What followed was a deluma of crimson blood!
"Be careful! This blood rain is poisonous and very powerful. Do not drip it on your body!" The Fire Root ancestor, panting for breath, let out a sudden cry, but it was too late to watch a drop of the blood rain demonic poison sassa fall.
"Ha ha ha... Idiot! Who can escape from the Bloodthirsty Ancient array? And who would have to dodge? Let me tell you, old man, from the moment you stepped into this pavilion, you left your life in the netherworld, hahaha... What's so good about being a god? How about being a ghost? Wash the Spirits Hall, hahaha... Wouldn't it be a proper place to die to bury oneself in the Baptismal house?" The sinister laughter, mingled with the shrill blood oaths of sasa like rain, cold and terrifying, miserable and strange.
With a palm strike, the Fire Root Ancestor opened up a fire net light shield that immediately covered the Fire Root ancestor himself, Diting and Kellen. Even though the venom dripped onto the cannon with a hissing sound, the elder of the fire Root paid no attention to it, fearing that the blood poison would hurt Kellen and Diting.
Kellen and Di Ting had just been blinded by the flames and had no idea what the Fire Root Ancestor had gone through just now. Suddenly hearing the word "be careful", the demonic poison was already raining down, so the two of them were already drenched in bloody demonic poison.
At this moment, Diting's hair was curled and charred black all over his body as if he had been burned by a fire. Diting was clearly listless and fainting. Kellen said with concern, "Diting, how are you?"
"Uh..." Listening to a long, pained moan, and seemingly too lazy to lift his eyelids, he said feebly, "I don't know what kind of demonic poison has raised the bloodthirsty ancient array. How could the demonic poison be so bad that even I couldn't defend against it! Alas... Kellen, you seem to be fine?"
Kellen just watched the poison drop disappear from her body in an instant, but she did not feel the slightest discomfort in her body. I was also puzzled and said, "Yes, I was hit by the demonic blood rain too. How could I not be poisoned? Strange?"
"It must be the pill that Ningxiang, the little girl, gave you, that worked!" Listen to the sound of the jar.
"Elixir?" Kellen suddenly remembered the ground full of elixir bottles and what Ningxiang had said at that time: "I would taste every pill, chew it into powder first, make sure it was not toxic, and then spit it into your mouth for you to swallow."
As soon as Kellen thought of this, she couldn't stop retching, but she couldn't spit anything out. Seeing this, Di Ting suddenly said, "What? The demon poison is about to flare up too?"
"No, no. This demonic poison really doesn't work on me. It's just that I thought of those pills just now, and I recalled what Ningxiang said, so... Just as Kellen had said this, she suddenly heard a familiar "humph!"
This familiar "hum", like the branding of a soldering iron, was deeply imprinted in Kellen's mind, fearing that Kellen would never forget it until her death, because this "hum" was actually Ningxiang! But at this moment, Ningxiang was in the Eight Trigrams Condensed Fire array outside the hall. How could she know that Kellen was repulsing again? Could it be telepathy?
Kellen thought of this and couldn't help but giggle in her heart. It felt absurd. Even if there were telepathy, how could Ningxiang's hum, which was so far away, suddenly reach her ears? It's just the thought that Ningxiang will surely give a cold "hum" again when she sees him just starting to vomit. This hum must have been an illusion!
"What are you laughing at?" The Fire Root Ancestor was puzzled. I really don't understand. Trapped in the crisis trap of the Bloodthirsty ancient array, Kellen can still laugh. Although the ancestor of the Fire Root is naturally broad-minded, he is not so broad-minded as to give up his property and life. Diting was even more puzzled, looking at Kellen, full of bewilderment.
Kellen said, "Nothing. Just thinking of Ningxiang, who is so mischievous, makes me laugh. Grandpa Huogen, are you okay?"
"Okay?" Of course it's fine! Hahaha... But there's a Washinghouse to be buried with. What could it be?" The insinuating sneer was drawing nearer and nearer. Looking at that smug and ugly look, it's clear that the fellow is gloating.
"HMPH! I won't die. Wait a moment to force out the poison and then I'll deal with you, this demon!" With a sneer, the Fire Root Ancestor sat cross-legged with his hands clasped in the lotus, already casting the spell to force poison.
"Ha ha ha... Old man, don't think I don't know that this fiveshade has accumulated your divine magic, divine power, and the great consumption of true essence within your body. Even if you can force out the demon poison, I'm afraid this fire shield won't last until that time! I'm just watching you die! Ha ha ha..." Only then did Kellen see that the male demon in front of her had suddenly turned around and turned into a seductive woman with six arms.
The woman's eyes were like phoenixes, shining with a blood-red glow. On the blood-stained face, one could still see a complexion as fair as jade. The round tip of the nose is like a delicate honey date. A cherry-like mouth, rosy and romantic. Under the blood satin, the undulating and even breathing made the chest, which was now and then, bulge out like a peak.
The soft waist, tender and seductive, is as graceful as a willow tree. The slender legs, long and fair, flashed and floated in the blood, giving off a blush instead. The blush is like the bashful face of a maiden by the clear lake, and when one looks at it, one can't help but imagine...
The slender waist is gracefully twisted, sinuous and stretched, dancing gracefully like a butterfly. The blood satin followed the soft waist, fluttering and flowing in the middle of the red pool, as subtle and as beautiful as skin. The slender arms were even more charming in the red pool. Soft arms, stretching and winding, as if to embrace the moon, as if to spread out flowers.
In sight, the arms of the jade are embracing the moon, but not the moon, but the head of a man, the head of a man. A man's head, held in the arms of a beauty... Soft waist, swaying, not dancing in the red pool, but swaying in the arms of a man, in the arms of a man...
Kellen was infatuated for a moment... It seemed as if the tip of the finger had quietly pulled over the beauty's waist. The soft and smooth waist is enough to make a young man who is passionate and infatuated... And like arms of jade, gently gliding across one's neck and chest... One by one, the tender and smooth fingers seemed to touch the ears, the chin, the vest...
The heart crumbles, and so does the body. When the eyes are lost, the desire is lost. Kellen is still standing there, but the heart is no longer there. The heart had drifted away, drifted into the red pool before her eyes. There is a beauty in the red pool, a beauty as seductive as a scorpion. With just a gentle hand, a gentle dance, a gentle kiss, a kiss, a glance...
She has captured a man's heart so lightly...