Chapter 1146: They are not poisoned at all

   Chapter 1146 They are not poisoned at all

   Seeing that Lu Aochen was so ruthless, even Qin Kuangge and Song Yuan, who followed him loyally, would not let go, and the other saints were completely desperate.

  They finally came to understand that Lu Aochen had not taken any action against Song Yu'an before. It was definitely not intentional, but she still had some use value. It's ridiculous that they thought he was a maniac, and stubbornly stomped on him, it was a dead end.

   "Lu Aochen, as long as I can leave the Nether Sand Sea alive, I will never die with you in this life!" a saint master roared aloud.

   "You, don't have that chance!" Lu Aochen gave him a cold look, then made his fingerprints again.

  Boom, the entire formation trembles fiercely, and the golden light spins like a whirlpool.

  Except for himself, all the saints who were still breathing fell to the ground at the same time. The final potential in the body was poured out at the same time along with the vitality, and they quickly lost their vitality. Some of them were weak, and even burst into death on the spot.

   With a long sound of the huge ancient bell, it finally broke through the barrier, leaving a half-foot-long, three-foot-wide crack.

  The golden light gradually disappeared, leaving only the shriveled corpses on the ground. Hundreds of elite elites died on the spot like this. Qin Kuangge was among them. He stared at his eyes until he died, and his gloomy eyes were filled with unwillingness.

  Lu Aochen didn't look at them any more, and shook his figure before stepping into the barrier along the crack.

   "Hahahaha, I succeeded, I finally succeeded!" Standing under the stone steps, looking at the stone temple at the end, he was unexpectedly gaffe, and laughed wildly.

  Suddenly, eight sword beams crossed the sky, passed through the crack, and slashed towards Lu Aochen's back.

  After the frosty sword light, it was Gu Fenghua and others' murderous gazes, even colder than that sword light.

  Wait for this moment, they have been waiting for a long time. They all knew that with Lu Aochen's second-grade Xuansheng cultivation base, if they were prepared, even if they used the power of the Eight Gods Concentration Sword to the extreme, they might not have killed him. And now, in order to break the barrier, his holy spirit is greatly damaged, and he is ecstatic when he is done, and it is inevitable that his mind is relaxed. This is also the best opportunity for them to do it.

  Almost just in the blink of an eye, the eight sword lights have already converged, and the gods of the eight people have also been completely condensed in it, and the power of the sword has increased several times and dozens of times.

Lu Aochen never dreamed that Gu Fenghua and others would remove the strange poison so quickly. According to his knowledge, the poison of Tianqingyeyoucao and Gentiana serrata is not fatal, but if the antidote is not taken, there will be no more than a month. Time can't restore the holy spirit, how could they recover so quickly?

But after all, it was the second-grade cultivation base of the Profound Sage. His divine consciousness was far more powerful than others, and his intuition for danger was even more acute. At the moment when the sword light was about to fall on his body, he was still surprised. , Violently drew out the long sword and cut it out with a backhand.

   "Boom!" Amid the loud noise, Lu Aochen was chopped with a sword and flew straight out, hitting heavily under the steps, and a blood stain was also spilled behind him.

   But immediately, he turned around, pointed the sword at Gu Fenghua and others, and asked sharply: "Are you not poisoned?"

The sword just now is so tyrannical, Lu Aochen can be sure that even if Gu Fenghua and the others detoxified in time, they would never be able to recover so quickly, let alone use such a sword together, so the only possibility is that they were not poisoned at all. .

  (End of this chapter)