Journey to the West: The Rise of Martial Arts

Chapter 43 You are not human
Speaking of it, it was because Ren Qinglian lacked actual combat experience that she was caught by this poisonous monster.

It's just that the poisonous demon didn't know that Ren Qinglian devoured his cold poison not by some rare treasure, as long as he wanted, his whole body could become a window for Jiuyou Xuantong's addiction to poison.

Therefore, before the Poison Demon could be satisfied, he let go of Ren Qinglian in surprise.

Not missing this opportunity, Ren Qinglian turned her feet and flew into the distance.

The poisonous demon suppressed the doubts in his heart, laughed sinisterly, and said bluntly: "If you want to escape, hey! Hey! It's not that easy!"

As he said that, he hung in mid-air like a spider, and flew over in the air!
Ren Qinglian let out a stern whistle, the sword turned into a storm, and the fierce move with sword energy all over the sky drew out ten thousand blue lights, and attacked the opponent with all her strength!
The moment the sword came out, the poisonous demon suddenly let out a ghostly whistle, and his body suddenly spun, and in the midst of circling, he plunged into the sword glow!

The howling sound was harsh, and Ren Qinglian's face changed, knowing that it was a sound gang technique similar to the Buddhist lion's roar.

Moreover, the Poison Demon's internal strength was strong, and as soon as the howling sound came out, the terrifying sound gang formed an invisible barrier in front of him.

Ren Qinglian's sword was like the wind, although she aimed at the opponent's vital points, she couldn't hit the opponent, she couldn't help being shocked.

As soon as the sword style changed, the Gang Qi violently turned into a torrential rain, and the lightning strikes out!
It was too late to say, but soon, Ren Qinglian's sword gang had just changed, and the poisonous demon had already shouted coldly: "Let go!"

Then, he saw the index fingers of his left hand holding the sharp edge of the ancient sword unexpectedly like eagle claws!
Empty hand to catch the sword!When Ren Qinglian took advantage of the momentum to cut down, she suddenly felt a numbness in her wrist, the pain in her tiger's mouth was about to burst, her heart was dark, she immediately controlled the sword with her mind, and let go of the ancient sword in her hand.

The sword light flickered, the poisonous demon was waiting for his latent power to suppress Ren Qinglian in one fell swoop, when he suddenly saw the ancient sword hanging in the air, the brat had already taken the opportunity to retreat.

He was about to pursue him, but he found that the ancient sword had no wind and turned automatically, and cut off the head on his neck.

At the same time, the icy cold flames had frozen six monks in a row, and the few who were still alive were all in a panic, wishing their parents would give birth to two more legs, or just dig a hole in the ground to escape.

The poisonous demon's attack was useless, he immediately took the cold flame into his hand, shouted angrily, and killed Ren Qinglian.

He was originally afraid that the Ice Soul Flame would burn Ren Qinglian directly and let the "Poison Classic" be buried with him, but now, he can't care about these anymore.

Although the "Poison Classic" is good, it is nothing compared to the poison treasure on Ren Qinglian's body. If it wasn't for the Sect Master's order to take back the "Poison Classic", he wouldn't bother to talk nonsense with Ren Qinglian.

Ren Qinglian only felt the coldness coming from her back, her heart shuddered, amidst the stern voice, the poisonous demon had already slashed towards her!

In desperation, he could only resist with a backhand.

As soon as the palms of the two touched, there was a strong sound like a stormy sea breaking the shore.

The strong wind swept across, the dry grass was blowing, Ren Qinglian turned around and was about to slide three feet away!
The poisonous demon sneered, his eyes sparkled sharply, and his whole figure seemed to be glued to Ren Qinglian, sticking firmly to it.

Ren Qinglian had already seen clearly the icy soul flame in the poisonous demon's hand, she was horrified in her heart, but she couldn't distance herself from it.

The speed of the two was extremely fast, and they moved across half of the wilderness in an instant. Wherever they went, the poisonous frost filled the air.

In the distance, Piaoxiang Wine Beggar and others looked terrified, "The devil has murderous intentions, I am afraid that Xiaoyou Ren..."

Halfway through the speech, there was a loud bang, and the poisonous demon had already held the poisonous flame in his hands and clasped hands firmly with Ren Qinglian.

"boom!"

Ren Qinglian's body froze, she fell to the ground, and a layer of light blue flame suddenly ignited on her body.

The poisonous demon Jie Jie let out a strange laugh, meeting his gaze just in time.

With the cold flames possessing her body, Ren Qinglian was terrified, and her eyes had turned dark green at some point.

When the poisonous demon saw it, his hair stood on end, and he cried out, "You are not human!"

Ren Qinglian followed the prestige, and the possession of the ice soul and cold flames caused his mind to fluctuate too much, and his whole mind was covered by a wave of bloodthirsty, destructive, and violent emotions.

Since Jiuyou Xuantong merged into his eyes by chance, it is safe and sound, but the innate supernatural power as an ancient poison actually contains the ferocious and bloodthirsty traits of wild and alien species. This is why Yuan Shoucheng advised him not to The reason for being enchanted.

The human race is talented and intelligent, and its spiritual intelligence is much stronger than that of monsters, but its body is weak. Even warriors who specialize in physical body cultivation are often difficult to be as tyrannical as those talented prehistoric monsters.

Over the past countless years, it is not that no one has thought of using the blood essence of these monsters to improve their physical fitness.But the more powerful the monster, the more tyrannical the evil spirit in its blood.This kind of evil spirit has a strong erosion on the primordial spirit, and in many cases, it will make the warriors who have fused the blood of monsters go crazy during the process of cultivation.

Over time, few people would take the risk to fuse the blood of monsters.Up to now, probably only the magic way and others still have this kind of secret art inheritance, which is often extremely worrying, and non-ordinary people can practice it.

The Three-Eyed Golden Toad may not be the number one prehistoric beast, but that's because poisonous insects' spiritual intelligence is extremely weak among monsters. Just opening their spiritual intelligence alone leaves many poisonous insects beyond their reach.It is rare to hear of any powerful monks appearing in these species.

But in fact, the innate supernatural powers possessed by these elusive monsters are often the most top-notch and miraculous, but no one can really cultivate them to a very high level.

After Ren Qinglian fused with the Nine Nether Profound Pupils, the evil spirit hidden in the blood of the Three-Eyed Golden Toad has been dormant in his body.Until now, after being impacted by the cold flames of the ice soul, as soon as he lost his sanity, he was eroded by this evil spirit and became much more ferocious and violent.

But the poisonous devil's words allowed him to find a vent for this emotion.

With a roar like a wild beast, the whole person rushed towards the poisonous demon without any moves.

The poisonous demon at this time was surprised by Ren Qinglian's strange eyes, because these eyes reminded him of the three-eyed golden toad enshrined in the gate.

When he woke up, Ren Qinglian hugged him firmly.

"Damn it!" The poisonous demon cursed and wanted to push Ren Qinglian away, but found that the boy's strength was far beyond his imagination, "Do you want to die with the old man, unfortunately, this ice soul and cold flame has been taken by me. Refining, nothing that can hurt me..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a look of incomparable horror appeared on his face: "What kind of magic art are you!"

It was the power of the Nine Nether Mysterious Pupils in Ren Qinglian's body that began to subtly devour the poisonous energy in the Poison Demon's body.

The ice soul and cold flames are too domineering, and Jiuyou Xuantong's current state can't directly swallow them. The two sides have reached a stalemate for a while, but Jiuyou Xuantong absorbs the poison in the old devil's body without any pressure.

(End of this chapter)