Chapter 649 New Supernatural Powers
Wang Hong's black knife cannot be sacrificed, so he can only fight in close quarters. Now with the help of the sword array, he has the opportunity to fight in close quarters with the man in black robe.
The monster race is physically strong, and this black-robed man is not afraid of melee combat. He still doesn't believe that he will lose to a mere Nascent Soul cultivator in melee combat.
However, the two sides had only fought for a while, and it already felt that something was wrong. The opponent's black knife carried enormous power with every slash, faintly trying to outdo it.
Especially the black knife in the opponent's hand was surprisingly sharp. After several blows, the black scissors in its hand were already covered with dense gaps.
On the other hand, there was no scar on the opponent's black knife.
This made it extremely shocked. Its black scissors were harvested from the iron essence of the Nine Netherworlds, and it was successfully refined by asking the human race god-turning artifact refiner to do it himself at a great price.
This magic weapon is because it can disdain the capital of many of the same level. I didn't expect the other party's little Nascent Soul to come up with a more powerful magic weapon.
This made it even more suspicious that Wang Hong came from a certain superpower, otherwise he would not be able to possess this kind of strength and magic weapon.
With this kind of speculation in mind, let it start to worry more, and dare not use some powerful killers casually.
If you really accidentally kill the other party, you will be hunted down endlessly.
It is impossible to kill an inheritor of a great power without anyone noticing. The great powers all have some special means that can easily lock down the murderer.
Now one side has concerns, while the other side fights without any worries. This has led to Wang Hong gradually gaining the upper hand.
At this time, more than a dozen Nascent Soul cultivators brought by Wang Hong had also rushed to the battlefield, and they still formed a formation to attack the black-robed man.
Now in the Zhoutian Sword Formation, Wang Hong and the black-robed man are fighting close to each other, coupled with the continuous sword energy attacks in the sword formation, and the addition of more than a dozen Nascent Soul cultivators, the black-robed man quickly fell into a disadvantage among.
"Junior of the human race, don't push yourself!"
The black-robed man shouted angrily. It's not that it can't really beat it, it's just that some methods are inconvenient to use, and this human race kid doesn't know what to do.
Wang Hong ignored the opponent's words and just attacked with all his might.
The black-robed man was furious: "Okay! Let me show you my methods today."
As he said that, a large amount of black mist appeared around it and spread to the surrounding area.
The flowers, plants and trees transformed from the sword array will all wither and die when they encounter this kind of black mist.
"retreat!"
Seeing that the black mist was too weird, Wang Hong didn't dare to touch it easily, and led his men back quickly. At the same time, he released a few third-order poisonous bees to fly towards the black mist.
As soon as these poisonous bees approached the black mist, they fell straight down and fell to the ground.
In this way, he was even more afraid to come into contact with the black mist, and as the attack method of the fifth-order monsters, the black mist was extremely fast, and surrounded more than ten of them in an instant.
The white clouds sacrificed by the crowd were soon attacked by the black mist and turned into black clouds. The black mist penetrated the black clouds and continued to hit everyone.
Seeing that the formation is useless, they can only form a shield outside the body with magic power, and when the poisonous mist touches the shield, it makes a chichichi sound.
The shield has become dim in just a moment, and it will dissipate immediately.
Several people looked back and saw that the monk's body withered rapidly, and then the flesh and blood disappeared, revealing the crystal clear bones and internal organs inside.
"do not come!"
Everyone wanted to go to the rescue, but the monk used his last strength to stop him.
At this time, the internal organs also disappeared visibly with the naked eye, and finally only a white bone remained, but this white bone could not be preserved and was also dissipating.
Wang Hong didn't know what kind of supernatural power it was, but it was so vicious. Judging from its function, it should also be a kind of poison.
Although he is quite proficient in poisons, he is at a loss for a while and can't think of any way to deal with it.
In such a short period of time, it is impossible for him to make an antidote, and the existing antidote will not have any effect on it.
Because each poison has its unique characteristics, the toxicology is different, the mechanism of action is also different, and the solutions that need to be solved are also different.
For example, the so-called attacking poison with poison is often because the two poisons have completely opposite principles of action, and the two medicines can cancel each other out. For example, one is cold poison and the other is heat poison.
Therefore, there is no one antidote in the world that can cure all poisons. When used poorly, some antidote will aggravate the toxicity.
While Wang Hong was thinking quickly about the solution, another monk's defensive shield dissipated.
In desperation, the monk took out a jade bottle and pointed it at the surging poisonous mist.
This jade bottle is a magic weapon for storing things. At this time, a suction force came out of the jade bottle, sucking all the poisonous mist coming into it.
"It seems to be effective! Quick! Anyone who has a magic weapon for storage, take it out."
There was a hint of surprise on the monk's face. However, this surprise only lasted for a moment before it solidified on his face.
The jade bottle in his hand was attacked by the black mist and shattered in just this moment.
At this time, Wang Hong had already rushed to his side, grabbed him and threw him backwards. Several monks behind caught him and protected him with their own defensive covers.
In this short period of time, the monk's hands have been invaded by the black mist, which has spread to his arms.
With a "puchi" sword, the monk's arms were cut off. Now there is no way to detoxify, so he can only survive by breaking his arms.
This monk’s method of collecting black mist with a jade bottle has opened up a new way of thinking for Wang Hong. Since he is proficient in toxicology, he has been habitually thinking about how to crack poison before, and his thinking has entered a misunderstanding.
Facing the poisonous fog pouring towards him, he thought of a way.
Wang Hong stared at the front with both eyes, and fully operated his spiritual consciousness, concentrating all his spiritual consciousness on one point, which he learned from practicing secret methods with that spiritual consciousness.
He is now trying to use his consciousness to build a channel of his consciousness, which is not available in the secret method, and he needs to try it himself.
Gradually, a black spot the size of a needle's eye appeared in front of him, and this black spot was expanding with difficulty.
At the same time, the defensive shield of another Nascent Soul cultivator behind him was broken.
He also learned from the experience of the previous monk, and temporarily chose the magic weapon to absorb the black mist to pass the first level, and then transferred to the shield of other monks before the magic weapon was broken, temporarily escaping his life.
At this time, Wang Hong's defensive mask was also dissipating rapidly, but he couldn't care about it at the moment, and all his mind was concentrated on the little black spot in front of him.
Although the black spot is small, it has already begun to absorb the surrounding black mist at this moment, and a trace of black mist pours into it and disappears.
(end of this chapter)