Chapter 2103 Refining Completed

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As one of the ten ancient monuments of the avenue under the avenue, the ancient monument of poison is the source of all poisons.

Although the Ancient Poison Dragon is powerful, compared with the Ancient Poison Monument, it is nothing more than the great-great-grandson of Xuanzi.

When Chu Xingyun connected the Ancient Poison Monument to the world of the dead, the Ancient Poison Dragon immediately felt the existence of the Ancient Poison Monument.

As the old saying goes, if you hear the Tao in the morning, you will die in the evening.

Similar words may not have been heard of the Ancient Poison Dragon, and even if they have heard of it, they may not be able to understand it.

But in terms of mood, it's actually the same.

The Ancient Poison Dragon cultivates the way of poison, and the Ancient Poison Stele is the source of all poisons. It is the opportunity that the Ancient Poison Dragon dreams of, so how can he resist!

Therefore, this ancient poisonous dragon was not actually refined by the world of the dead.

To be precise, the Poison Dragon was refined by the Ancient Stele of Poison.

In other words... the Ancient Poison Dragon only smelled a little bit of the smell of the Ancient Poison Monument, and then prostrated himself at the feet of the Ancient Poison Monument.

If we say that the Poison Urn of Ten Thousand Poisons is the treasure of Emperor Cockroach's enlightenment.

Then this ancient poisonous stele is the ultimate pursuit of the ancient poisonous dragon.

This kind of pursuit does not necessarily require obtaining it. In fact... as long as it can obtain the three thousand poisonous divine inscriptions on the ancient stele of poison, the Ancient Poison Dragon has nothing else to ask for.

As for the ancient poisonous stele, it is not something that the ancient poisonous dragon can covet.

The Ancient Monument of Poison can only be obtained by those who are recognized by the Dao Dao and can control it!

If it is not obtained by someone recognized by the Dao, no method can stimulate the energy of the ancient monument.

Moreover, once you hold the ancient tablet for too long, you will inevitably die.

The treasure has no owner, only the virtuous can occupy it!

And an unscrupulous person, even if he succeeds by luck, will eventually lose it, and may even lose his life!

As the Ancient Poison Dragon actively cooperated, the refining was completed in just a moment...

With the ancient poisonous dragon as a star beast, the power of the undead world instantly tripled!

Feeling the power of the world surging in his body, Chu Xingyun couldn't help but feel heroic.

Originally, he was still worried about whether this poison-reducing technique could poison these mutated ghost grass elites, but now, after the power of the world has increased threefold, all worries are no longer a problem.

Taking a long breath, Chu Xingyun controlled the power of the world and inspired the poisonous ancient monument. For a moment, a large green poisonous mist began to brew in the air.

Feeling the violent fluctuations of the poisonous mist, the mutated ghost grass elites below began to commotion slightly, but it was obvious that, attracted by the strange energy in the canyon, all the mutant ghost grass elites were reluctant to leave there.

Facing this scene, Chu Xingyun's eyes flashed, and with a wave of his right hand, the green poisonous mist fell silently.

Sizzling...

The next moment...the green poisonous mist containing the power of the world descended, completely covering the three thousand mutated ghost grass elites, not a single one was missed.

Amidst the sizzling sound, three thousand mutant Yin Soul Grass elites suddenly screamed.

Looking around, the 100-meter-tall mutant Ghost Grass elite had green blisters all over his body.

Under the erosion of the poison, in just a short while, the three thousand mutated ghost grass elites were scorched black, and black smoke curled up around them.

However, the mutant Yin Soul Grass elites are elites after all. Although the poison is so powerful, the three thousand mutant Yin Soul Grass elites are still alive and kicking, and there is no tendency to die.

Time passed by minute by second, and under Chu Xingyun's concentrated attention, the poison was still eroding violently, fiercely confronting the recovery ability of the mutated ghost grass elite.

Generally speaking, the overall status of the mutated ghost grass elites is being eroded little by little and declining little by little.

However, the speed and trend of the decline are very slow. At this speed, even an hour will not kill these three thousand mutant ghost grass elites.

Turning his head, Chu Xingyun looked at the planet-level Thor armor-piercing cannon.

Is...does this cannon have to be used?

No……

Shaking his head decisively, Chu Xingyun made a decision. No matter what, unless other means are ineffective, otherwise...this precious shot must not be let go lightly!

Time passed by minute by minute, and in the blink of an eye, an hour passed...

As an hour passed, although the poisonous mist was still absorbing the poisonous evil and poisonous miasma of the ancient battlefield, and continued to erode the mutant Yin Soul Grass elites, the overall power plummeted.

As the toxicity weakens, the recovery ability of mutant ghost grass elites gradually begins to show off. If the toxicity continues to weaken, then it won't be long before the recovery speed of these mutant ghost grass elites will exceed the erosion speed of the poisonous mist.

Gritting his teeth fiercely, Chu Xingyun once again mobilized the power of the world. The second poison reduction technique was launched, and another green poisonous cloud condensed out of thin air, slowly pressing down on the three thousand mutated ghost grass elites. .

Soon, with a sizzling sound, billowing poisonous smoke rose again from the three thousand mutated ghost grass elites.

As the poison continued to erode, the mutant ghost grass elites became more and more panicked, wandering around in the crowded valley, trying to find enemies who could harm them.

But Chu Xingyun relied on his divine walking state,

Jumping to the halfway point of the cliff, that position cannot be reached by the mutant ghost grass elites no matter what.

Looking at the pits and valleys filled with mutant Yin Soul Grass elites, Chu Xingyun couldn't help but take a long breath.

Slowly walked to the planet-level Thor armor-piercing cannon. Although he was unwilling to do so, Chu Xingyun seemed to have no choice now...

You must know that only attacks containing the power of the world can ensure that these mutant ghost grass elites will definitely condense soul equipment.

Chu Xingyun has already used the power of the world twice. If he still uses the power of the world three times and still kills these mutant ghost grass elites without poison, then even if he kills these mutant ghost grass elites, he may not be able to condense the soul. Pack.

Therefore... for the sake of safety, Chu Xingyun could only use the planet-level Thor armor-piercing cannon. Only in this way can he ensure that nothing goes wrong.

Lowering his head again, he glanced at the mutated Ghost Grass elites down the valley, and then...Chu Xingyun mobilized the power of the world without hesitation and injected it into the Thor armor-piercing cannon.

Boom!

Amidst the violent roar, a colorful ray of light instantly blasted out from the muzzle of the Thor armor-piercing cannon and jumped straight towards the three thousand mutated ghost grass elites below.

Facing the bombardment of the Thor's armor-piercing cannon, three thousand mutated ghost grass elites instantly gathered their leaves around them, forming layers of blade armor to withstand the power of the Thor's armor-piercing cannon!

Amid the violent roar, the power of the Thor's armor-piercing cannon exploded to its limit in this narrow valley!

Under the raging energy, energy shock waves continued to spread.

Under Chu Xingyun's nervous gaze, the nine impact ripples of the Thunder God's armor-piercing cannon passed by, and the blade armor of the three thousand mutated ghost grass elites was torn apart layer by layer.

Finally... when the ninth shock wave erupted, the last blade armor of the mutated ghost grass elite was torn apart instantly.

The raging energy swept through and completely tore the three thousand mutated ghost grass elites into pieces in an instant.

After taking a long breath, Chu Xingyun couldn't help but secretly screamed that it was dangerous.

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