The horse-faced ghost is not a person who is easily discouraged. Although judging by the momentum, the poison king hidden in the dark should be stronger than him, and he has the right time, place and people, which is even more threatening.

But he was a descendant of the Yinshan lineage after all, and he practiced extremely brilliant magical skills. He had extraordinary qualifications and extremely powerful cultivation. He didn't believe that he could not compare to a villain!

As soon as the power of will extends, a long sword suddenly appeared in the hand of the horse-faced ghost. The sharp blade was straight and under the single rod, it was like a shovel, but the sharp aura of the divine weapon revealed on it, as well as the cold and cold power of the cold, was enough to show that this was an absolute magic weapon.

With a long sword in his hand, the horse-faced ghost said nothing, and walked forward silently.

One step, shrinking into an inch of the ground, and suddenly closer to the poisonous mountain. Two steps, soaring into the air, and feet were like a ride on the wind and clouds, floating like an immortal.

Three steps, outside the body surface, a huge horse-faced ghost's magic image has emerged, which is also a hundred feet high. The magic weapon in his hand is even more booming white air, dark clouds gather, and a little bit of ice crystals and snowflakes fall. He also uses his own strength to change the celestial phenomena and prompt the heavenly time to change to the side that is beneficial to him.

Step 4, or, after three steps, the moment when the curled and tense body burst out, the horse-faced ghost was like a tight bowstring, suddenly relaxed, and the huge ejection force generated in an instant made a buzzing sound, which further triggered the nine heavens of thunder and a low thunder sound.

The shrill and terrifying sword wind roared, and the snow-white sword light shone through all directions in the huge poison cave space. With the strong cold and yin force, it rolled like a dragon, slashing towards the poison claws that covered half of the sky!

When the Lei family watched this scene, they finally had some confidence and comfort. Fortunately, there was a strong master who followed them. Otherwise, facing such a terrifying thing, they would be wiped out.

Yan Libing was also greatly relieved. He had a trump card to defend himself, but it was also a one-time thing. Once the manuscript written by the great scholars of the ancient times was used, it would completely disappear and there would be no way to defend himself for the second time.

Therefore, the horse-faced ghost faced the poison king, which made him feel more calm.

Even if you really want to use the manuscript of the great scholar in the poison cave, you must make a final decision and do not act rashly.

The horse-faced ghost's move gave him the opportunity to observe from the side. Once he seized the opportunity, he would never be stingy.

The baby is always used to protect him, and the most important thing is to himself.

If you are afraid of your head and tail and dare not use it because of the precious treasure, then you will obviously lose the inferiority.

If you die, it's even more worthwhile.

"No, the poison in the dark still has the strength to deal with us. There is movement underground, so be careful."

Meng Zhao hesitated for a moment, and still reminded Yan Libing and others.

If others don’t say it, Yan Libing will definitely not have any accidents easily. Meng Zhao also needs to see his condition.

Yan Libing's face changed slightly, and there was a little confusion on his elegant and white face. He claimed that his realm was far above the Thunder Chongfeng, and his martial arts were not worse than the other party. Why didn't he notice it, but the other party was so sure that there was still something strange underground?

This Lei Chongfeng seems a bit mysterious.

Although I felt puzzled in my heart, I still didn't dare to be careless at all. After all, in the strange and dangerous place of the Poison Cave, the result of carelessness is only one end, that is death.

Yan Libing was so cautious, even more so among the Lei family members who had already become frightened birds. What's more, they thought Meng Zhao was Lei Chongfeng, and they were both from the Lei family and could not harm them.

In a moment, a ridiculous scene was poured out. A group of martial artists who had achieved innate martial arts were staring at the ground around their feet with big eyes and a few of them even fluttering clothes, their energy was swelling, and their strength was swaying, and they could rise up from the sky at any time.

Just as the horse-faced ghost and the giant poisonous claws were fighting against the sky and the sun and the moon were gone, something suddenly appeared under his feet.

Originally, the black soil was dry and hard, somewhat similar to the asphalt ground in Meng Zhao's previous life, but at this time, the dry and hard ground became sticky and soft like asphalt under high temperatures, and slowly turned around.

Everyone immediately soared into the air, but then they were shocked.

But I saw a large ball of poisonous substances that could not be seen clearly, and almost endlessly caught my eyes. They were buzzing towards them.

When you are in a situation, you still feel that you are still dangerous, but if you are outside the situation, from the perspective of the bystander, you will be like a burden.

At first glance, it looked like a group of people jumping high. In the moment they jumped, the earth under their feet burst and collapsed, and a dark cloud surged from it, wrapping everyone from bottom to top.

These bees-like poisonous insects, with four legs, eight wings, and under the compound eyes of the head, there are two red dots, with the smallest fangs, but they tear gold and iron into pieces, containing a very poisonous needle behind the tail.

It can be said that it is as fast as lightning, and it is full of poisonous body, with sharp fangs and tits at the tail. It is a fighting insect among poisonous insects.

The only disadvantage is that the size is too small. If you look at the tail needle aside, you don’t even have the size of your adult fingernails.

However, such weaknesses have become a huge advantage and blessing at this time under the endless accumulation of numbers.

In addition to Meng Zhao, a group of innate martial artists, including Yan Libing, were in extreme danger.

Although the body-protecting true energy is mysterious and tough, the suicide attack of the poisonous insects will not cause damage to them in a short period of time.

However, this attack is continuous, continuous, and almost invisible.

Even Yan Libing, who has the deepest skills and the most solid foundation, is a fellow Confucian and demon practitioner, and is one of two hearts.

If you keep a long time, you will lose your mistake. If you keep defending blindly, you will sooner or later reveal your flaws in the face of such a terrifying attack.

Yan Libing felt cruel in his heart. He was still in the air, his arms were circled in front of his chest, and a dense energy was circulating. The Confucian school secretly spread the mind method, and the heart was bursting out with blue fire.

Between the white lights, a ray of green light burst out, and the light shone through them. The poisonous insects, like dark clouds, were ignited by a tangible and untangible virtual fire, and their vitality was exhausted. Then they fell to the ground like rain.

Soon, the poisonous insects around Yan Libing were almost wiped out.

He also took the opportunity to rush out of the range covered by the poisonous insect and stood again on the land of the poisonous cave.

But at the same time, he also discovered a particularly strange scene.

Lei Chongfeng from the Lei family seemed to have been outside for a long time, and he tore the package of the poisonous insect more easily than him.

This is really a bit beyond Yan Libing's expectations.

Does this boy from the Lei family have such powerful martial arts?
Chapter completed!