Ji Qianming felt it for a while. The palm print on his chest seemed to have only polluted a small part of his blood. The power of the morning light could purify it. In addition to looking a little terrifying on the outside, the actual damage caused was not high.

If the Du Gong knew about this idea, he would probably have to draw his sword and commit suicide. This blood-transforming palm was his unique skill to become famous. The blood-transforming person who hit this palm would turn black within three seconds, and the whole person would turn into a ball of pus within five seconds.

But now the boy is still standing calmly!? He is a human or a ghost!?

The poisonous man gritted his teeth, and the poisonous insects like a tide surged forward again, surrounding Ji Qianming.

Since he can't kill him, then he will be exhausted!

Ji Qianming frowned slightly. He, who has the morning light, is indeed invincible to some extent. It is difficult for the Poison Duke to kill him directly, but he cannot kill the Poison Duke.

Not to mention anything else, these poisonous insects alone can kill him, not to mention that the Poison Duke has many hidden means.

The most important thing is that the time for him to force his realm to improve is almost up, and the spiritual power he draws can only work in a short period of time, and this is the maximum amount he can bear now. If he has more, he may be influenced by Zhu Yan's will and lose himself.

If time is over, he will fall into a state of power loss like before, and he will definitely die!

This is a dead end!

As time passed by minute by minute, Ji Qianming's brain was running rapidly, trying to find a glimmer of hope in desperate situations, but he had no clue.

His power began to fade away, and the Duke's eyes became brighter and brighter. Although he didn't know why this kid's strength had been declining, it was enough for him to have only one result.

Damn it! Time has come! Ji Qianming felt a feeling of fatigue coming out from every corner of his body, and his whole body shook and almost collapsed to the ground.

Good opportunity! A glimmer of light suddenly burst out from the eyes of the Poison Man.

At this moment, a ghostly figure suddenly appeared behind him.

In an instant, twelve blood holes appeared on the body of the Poison Duke, and large pieces of blood gushed out, like blood-colored roses.

this!

Ji Qianming's pupils suddenly contracted. All this happened too quickly. The Du Gong's face was still frozen with a cruel smile, but there were twelve big holes on his body!

Du Gong's eyes stagnated and he grabbed his head stiffly. He saw a man in black and ordinary-looking face looking at him, holding a short knife in his hand, and blood kept falling from the tip of the knife.

When did he get behind me? Why did his mental power have no reaction at all?

The poisonous man staggered to the ground, and a pool of blood slowly formed under him, his eyes full of disbelief.

"I'm sorry, I'm late." The man in black just glanced at the Poison Duke, then looked at Ji Qianming and Li Lanxin, and said apologetically.

The Poison Duke's face was pale, and the poisonous insects were recalled by him, trying to repair the blood holes on his body, but it was too late. The blood was gushing out like money, and his consciousness began to blur.

Suddenly, he thought of something, and a ray of light burst out in his eyes, and his whole body seemed to be rebirth, pointing at the man in black and speaking.

"You! You are the quasi-Emperor of No. 0, Xiling, the "Holy Temple"!"

Xiling glanced at him coldly, and the short knife in his hand cut out a afterimage, accurately cutting his throat. His whole movement was clean and neat, without any drag.

Quasi-Emperor! Ji Qianming looked at Xiling in surprise. Is this the reinforcements of No. 0?

Li Lanxin, who was lying on the ground, saw Xiling, his eyes were filled with joy. Since this person was here, their lives have been saved.

"How are you hurt?" After Xiling solved the poison destruction, he quickly walked to the four of them and asked with concern.

"I just lost my strength. The three of them were still poisoned by the poisoned man, but they are not in danger of their lives now." Ji Qianming breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the crisis resolved, "But why did he come so late?"

Ji Qianming's face looked a little ugly. Since Zero sent a quasi-Emperor as reinforcements, why didn't he appear at the beginning? You should know that if he hadn't saved Li Lanxin and the other two, they would probably have died.

Even if the other party is a quasi-king, you cannot ignore the lives of members of No. 0 so much, right?

Xiling's figure shook, and his face showed bitterness, "This time Shangxie's action is much more complicated than you think. I was ambushed on the way to come and fought with the other party for several hours. Fortunately, a reinforcement came to stop him for me, otherwise I might have really become a sinner of Zero."

He looked at the three people who were half dead on the ground, and felt a flame burning in his chest, his eyes full of guilt and anger.

Xiling suddenly stood up and walked towards the gate. A murderous intent that was almost condensed into substance emanated from him. There seemed to be a sea of ​​corpses and blood behind him.

"Where are you going?" Ji Qianming felt his breathing stagnation under the pressure, and he couldn't help but ask.

"Go and kill the guy who stopped me just now." Xiling said without looking back.

Suddenly, his steps stopped.

I saw a figure standing next to the body of the Poison Duke at some time, with an exaggerated smile on his white mask, as if mocking his incompetence.

"The master of the drama!! You are chasing me by yourself!" Xiling's eyes burst into murderous intent, he tightly grasped the short knife in his hand and roared.

Ji Qianming felt a slap in his heart, staring at the figure wearing a white mask, his mind was shocked.

The head of the four special envoys of Shangjie, a strong man in the quasi-imperial realm, and a master of the magical life!

He was the person who just fought with Xiling! In fact, what he should have thought of long ago was the only one who could hold on to the quasi-emperor!

"It seems that it's still a step late, but fortunately it's not too late." The voice of the master of the opera came from under the white smiling mask, and he said something inexplicable.

He lifted the corpse of the poisoned man like he was carrying garbage and snapped his fingers gently.

clatter!

The next moment, Xiling's short sword had already stabbed the mask of the Master Ximing, but unfortunately it was just a afterimage. The moment he snapped his finger, he disappeared out of thin air with the body of the Poison Duke.

Ji Qianming looked at this strange scene and frowned. Is this the strength of the quasi-imperial realm? Whether it is Xiling's instant killing of the virus, or the mysterious method of the master of the drama, it has far exceeded his imagination.

Just as the master of the opera disappeared, Xiling seemed to sense something, suddenly looked up at the roof, and then turned into a shadow and rushed towards the stairs.

"You just stay here and don't move, the support force of Zero will come soon."

Xiling's figure had disappeared, and this sentence floated slowly.
Chapter completed!