Thinking of this, the poisonous dragon did not hesitate and squirted out a mouthful of dragon breath. The outrageously rich poisonous mist swarmed in, and it was about to completely submerge Wei Yuan and poison this human monk who was ignorant of the vastness of heaven and earth.

Faced with the fierce poisonous fog, Wei Yuan did not show any fear, but instead smiled at the corner of his mouth and said lightly, "If it were your spit before, I would have turned around and ran away, but now..." Speaking of this, Wei Yuan did not hesitate, waved his sleeves, and in an instant, a thousand yellow paper talismans swarmed out like a tide, and completely collided with the coming poisonous fog.

The next moment, with Wei Yuan pinched his sword finger, all the talismans that had already poured into the poisonous fog began to burn violently, and the fire surged into the sky, completely burning the poisonous fog in an instant.

Not only that, while the poisonous fog dissipated, countless sword shadows roared out. These were the sword intents that Wei Yuan hid in the talisman.

Each talisman contains three thousand sword intents, and one thousand talismans are three million sword intents. With the current soul power of Wei Yuan, it is not difficult to control three million sword intents. Moreover, the strength of the poisonous dragon is no longer the same as before. Three million sword intents are enough to pose a threat to him to death.

"roar!"

The poisonous dragon is not without intelligence. Facing the three million sword intents, it was seriously injured and dared not underestimate it. After turning around and looking at the dying crying beast, it gritted its teeth and chose to take a step back. After all, no matter how important its strength is, it is not as important as its own life.

The poisonous dragon soared into the nine heavens and fled outside the core. Unfortunately, what it didn't know was that the reason why Wei Yuan took action was not entirely to save the poor Dao Breaking Beast. The most important thing was to have the head of a wild beast that was created on the photogenic.

Three million sword intents roared away, covering the sky and the sun. Almost the entire core of the wilderness mountain range was shrouded in the momentum of the dark clouds. Like a huge dark cloud, he rushed towards the escaped poisonous dragon.

At the same time, the disciples of Tai Sui Palace and Miejin Palace had already confronted each other. Although the last cry before the Dao Beast died could not cause any harm to Wei Yuan and the other two in the cave, these two disciples who had already stepped into the hinterland of the mountains could not be spared.

After one impact, less than half of the Tai Sui Palace disciples who were already left lost half of them in an instant, and now there are only less than two hundred people left.

Although the people who entered the mountain range this time were all core disciples, they were all seriously injured and also lost a lot of people. Only the eight people with the strongest realm are still alive. However, although there are only eight people, they are enough to completely swallow everyone in the Tai Sui Palace. Therefore, they took action without hesitation.

However, not long after they fought, the poisonous dragon fled, followed by three million sword intents.

"What is that!"

A dragon roar came, and the people on both sides who were fighting were paused, and at the same time looked up at the shocking scene above the sky.

The huge body of the poisonous dragon was already extremely huge, but what shocked everyone the most was the dark cloud behind him, the dark cloud formed by the sword intent. That power would probably be enough to easily kill a cultivator in the first realm of Zhaoshen. Even in the middle realm of Zhaoshen, he would fall with hatred if he accidentally fell.

The moment I saw this scene, everyone began to retreat unconsciously. This scene was so shocking. Even if a human monk entered the Creation Realm, he might not be able to release so many sword intents at once. After all, not to mention how powerful sword heart and soul it takes to control so many sword intents, it is just the limit of sword intent that can be sprinkled out at one time. Three million, at least it must be the amount that fortune can only touch on the photo.

"Quick...retreat quickly, this is a battle between fate on the photogenic side. Even if it is affected, we will definitely die!"

Shen Yuangui's pupils contracted several times, turned around and shouted while fleeing quickly across the outer edge of the mountain range.

His shout immediately pulled back all the people who were still shocked. In an instant, everyone quickly turned around and ran away in horror.

Not to mention the people in Tai Sui Palace, even the core disciples of the Die Jin Palace did not dare to stop any longer, and they didn't have time to care about the grievances between the two palaces, and turned around and flew out like flying.

At this moment, a disciple of Tai Sui Palace turned his head accidentally, but he saw a picture that he didn't even dare to believe.

"Look, is that person Wei Yuan?"

Everyone was shocked and looked back. Then everyone was not calm. Shen Yuangui's face changed drastically. He originally thought he had learned about Wei Yuan's strength, but now it seems that the guy who could use his power to activate the sword intent of Mantian with one person was obviously hiding his strength.

The poisonous dragon that fled in panic clearly exuded the terrifying aura of fate. Even though he seemed to be seriously injured, he was not a small cultivator in the Yuan-Slaying Realm who could chase and fight like this. Wei Yuan was so powerful, how could this be possible! "It seems that it is Wei Yuan, he... how could he be!"

"Can he be a powerful man who hides his realm?"

"This shouldn't be. Even a monk of creation cannot have any hidden possibility in front of the Lord God!"

"Then how do you explain the sword intent in the sky? There must be at least three million!"

The group immediately talked about it and forgot to escape.

They stopped, but the poisonous dragon did not dare to stop. After all, as long as they slowed down a little, the human monk behind them could cut him into pieces inch by inch with three million sword intent.

As the sword intent approached, the poisonous dragon became more and more anxious. In desperation, it could only turn around and squirt out fiercely, intending to stop the man for a moment.

"It's all this field, and I'm still thinking about fighting back. I'm overestimating my ability!"

After the words came, Wei Yuan raised his hand and let out a light move. The sword intent in the sky behind him directly crushed up, cutting the poisonous fog directly, and slashed towards the dragon like a river of heaven, with a strong momentum like a rainbow.

"roar!"

The poisonous dragon roared, and finally couldn't help it. He was forced to this stage by a cultivator in the Yuan-Slaying Realm. This was a great shame. Now it is seriously injured and its internal organs are damaged in many places. If it does not devour the crying and broken Taoist beast in time, it may not last long even if it is at the upper realm of Creation. Since it is already a dead end, it would be better to fight to the death. Although it is a death to lose, it is still dead if it drags on like this. And if it wins, it can enter the realm of immortality in one step.

After weighing it, this is its only choice.
Chapter completed!