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Chapter eight hundred and seventy seventh death is imminent

Feeling the autumn surroundings, Jiang Yun's pupils couldn't help but shrink slightly.

The murderous intent that already existed in my heart was actually affected by the murderous aura around me, and I had an uncontrollable urge to kill.

Jiang Yun naturally tried his best to suppress this strange feeling and thought about it.

"This is not an illusion, nor a Taoist technique! What kind of magical power is this? Why can it affect my emotions?"

Lu Lun, who was outside the world, shook his head and said, "You won't know!"

"This is the nature of Tao. The Tao spirit of every Taoist cultivator will have a different personality."

"It is said to be a personality, but it is actually a kind of perception and an artistic conception. The Taoist nature of this demon clan is autumn!"

As Lu Lun said this, his eyes turned to look into the distance.

A long distance away, there were already several monks who saw the image of Jiang Yun, which was hundreds of thousands of feet tall and composed of fallen leaves.

"Look, what is that!"

"Is it a portrait?"

"Why do I feel familiar? Hey, is it Fang Mang who is wanted by Tianluo?"

"Yes, it's him!"

Although everyone didn't know why Fang Mang's image suddenly appeared in this world crack, after recognizing Fang Mang's identity, they had no time to think about these issues.

They all raised their body skills to the extreme and rushed towards this world.

"Thirty-six are Tianyou, four are Taoist, three are early and one is mid-stage!"

Lu Lun withdrew his gaze, looked at Jiang Yun below, shook his head and said, "This time, even if you have great skills and many preparations and magic weapons, you will never be able to solve so many enemies!"

Looking at Jiang Yun, who was already shaking under his autumn, like a dead leaf on the branch in the cold wind, all over his body, a grin smile appeared on his strong man's face: "I was curious, as Tianluo's identity, how could he spend such a great price to want you?"

"Now it seems that you have some skills. Even if you put aside the strange magic weapons on you, your firmness in your heart will surprise me!"

"However, you can't resist it for a long time. When all my leaves fall and the autumn spirit reaches its peak, you will know what life is worse than death."

"It's better to give up resistance and give me all the things on you. I promise to send you to Tianluo safely!"

Although the strong man said that he was hypocritical now, he still had a strong fear of Jiang Yun, so he didn't dare to get close to Jiang Yun at all, so he attacked with his own nature.

After saying that, the yellow leaves on the branches immediately began to fall from the branches.

Jiang Yun was indeed struggling to persevere at this moment.

The autumn style is no longer just infecting itself, but as the leaves fall, it truly turns into a murderous intent. Like a rolling wave, swarming towards it one after another, as if it is possible to completely submerge itself at any time.

However, not only did he not have fear on his face, but he showed a hint of ridicule and looked at the strong man.

The strong man was looked at Mao by Jiang Yun's gaze, and he was even more confused. When he just appeared, Jiang Yun launched one after another and attacked him, making him unable to defend himself.

But now, why do you seem to have lost all your trump cards and stand there and have to let yourself slaughter?

At the same time, voices after voice came from outside the world: "It's indeed Fang Mang, and there is a Taoist nature in this world. It should be someone who takes the lead and fights him first."

Hearing these sounds, the strong man's face suddenly tightened, his body shook, and rushed towards Jiang Yun.

He was fooled by Jiang Yun when he came up. For his own life, he dispersed the news about Jiang Yun in this world.

However, seeing that Jiang Yun is actually not as powerful as he imagined, he feels regretful again.

But it's too late to regret now, so all he can do is to quickly take the good things on Jiang Yun for himself.

Jiang Yun naturally heard these sounds, and clearly sensed that more than a dozen figures had rushed into the world, but looking at the strong man getting closer and closer to him, a sneer appeared on his face.

"You can still laugh when you die!"

As the strong man snorted coldly, countless fallen leaves suddenly condensed into a big hand and grabbed Jiang Yun.

It is not difficult to see that although it is certain that Jiang Yun has no other tricks, the strong man is still extremely cautious and dare not use his body but directly touch Jiang Yun.

But as the fallen leaves grabbed Jiang Yun's palm, the strong man's face suddenly froze. In an instant, countless black air filled his face, and Jiang Yun's voice was also heard.

"You are the one who is about to die!"

"boom!"

Jiang Yun's body was shaking, and the fallen leaves on his body suddenly exploded, looking at the strong man coldly.

Jiang Yun knew very well about the Taoist powerhouse that the only way to kill them was to let them be poisoned just like killing Yue Qing!

Just now, the last sword, the other side of the soul poison had been applied to the Tibetan Dao Sword, and Jiang Yun deliberately pretended to have no backup plan and stood there and let Qiuyi fill his body, just to delay time and wait for the poison in the strong man's body.

Now, the poison is finally done!

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"What kind of poison is this!"

Lu Lun naturally had seen Jiang Yun’s hands and feet on the Tibetan Dao Sword, and also guessed that Jiang Yun was going to use poison, but he didn’t take this poison to heart at all.

Because I have reached the Taoist realm, I dare not say that all poisons are not invaded, but the existence of the powerful body and clones has almost no poison that can hurt them.

However, at this moment, seeing the strong man's appearance of poison, Lu Lun realized that he had really underestimated this poison, and he, who was also an alchemist, didn't even know what kind of poison it was.

"ah!"

Accompanied by the shrill screams from the strong man, Jiang Yun raised his finger again and pointed it gently into the other person's body.

Suddenly, the blood in the strong man's body suddenly boiled uncontrollably, accelerating the flow, and continuously circulated in his body one after another, so that the toxicity could finally merge into every part of the other person's body in an instant, and even the Taoist spirit was not spared.

As the blood boiled, the blood penetrated out drop by drop through the pores on his body, so that his naked body and face were completely covered by blood, covering the black poisonous gas.

"thump!"

The strong man widened his eyes and fell directly from the sky to the ground with a heart full of reluctance.

Although he was not dead yet, he had lost his power of movement. Only two eyes full of anger and unwillingness stared at the sky, which happened to collide with the eyes of more than ten monks who had just appeared.

Among the monks, some people recognized the identity of this strong man, and they couldn't help but exclaim: "This, isn't this the Ye Demon?"

"He, he is in the realm of Taoism. Now, he is going to die?"

"All the blood gushed out of his body, and there weren't too many scars on his body. Obviously, it should be someone who controlled the blood."

Everyone was shocked and finally looked at Jiang Yun!

Because there is only Jiang Yun here, then this strong man can only be hurt by Jiang Yun.

But they also couldn't believe how Jiang Yun, who seemed to be the only one in the Taoist Spirit Realm, could hurt this Taoist demon.

Jiang Yun was also looking at the total of sixteen people, one of whom was Taoist and fifteen were Tianyou!
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