As the seven people talked, the fragrance filled the air.

"Queen Mother, why is your tea so fragrant this time? Did you add seasonings?"

Li Qingniu suddenly muttered, and suddenly, the place fell silent.

"There is indeed something wrong!"

Taiqing Old Taoist frowned, and immediately he shouted: "Seal the whole body!"

Immediately, he activated his magic power, but at this moment, his body seemed to be out of control.

Buddha Douzhan shouted lowly, he could barely control his body.

"poison?"

"No, what kind of poison can touch our bodies!"

"The soul-peeling poison isolates the mind from the body and cannot use magic power."

Voices sounded one after another, and the expressions of the eight people suddenly changed.

The Dou Zhan Buddha suddenly let out a loud roar, shook the Ruyi hoop in his hand, and thrust it straight into the ground.

The Buddha's light was as bright as a golden bowl, enveloping everyone in it.

"I'll isolate this poison, you hurry up and recover!"

The white-robed monk stood up, with a trace of anger in his eyes.

How dare someone poison their surroundings!?

Moreover, they have never seen this poison, which strips away the control of the sea of ​​consciousness and the body.

If it weren't for the tenacity of Douzhan Buddha's spiritual thoughts, even the Immortal Vein Supreme at the pinnacle of Mahayana might not be as good as him, and I'm afraid he would be like everyone else at this moment.

"Seniors!" An Lian's expression also changed suddenly, and he couldn't help but exclaimed.

Seven people were like this, let alone her. She felt as if she had turned into a mortal, and she even had difficulty controlling her own body.

"Girl, use your spiritual thoughts to communicate with your body, don't stay here stupidly!"

Li Qingniu glanced at An Lian and said.

At this moment, a faint laughter sounded.

"Sure enough, there is an immortal weapon. It seems that what you all said is true!"

Following several figures walking out from a distance, a total of twenty-three people appeared here at this moment.

Most of the people who come here are geniuses on the Immortal List, and they are also beings with Immortal Veins.

The Dou Zhan Buddha stands in the golden bowl transformed by the Buddha's power. There seems to be a touch of anger in his eyes, and there seems to be golden fire swaying in his pupils.

"The Lingxian Sect, the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Immortals, the Palace of Revolving Life, the Guiyi Dharma Sect, the God Shaking Mountain, the Wind and Thunder All Things Sect!"

Douzhan Buddha spit out the names of the six immortal veins one after another, and he looked at the twenty-three people.

Nineteen of them are in the six major immortal veins, and the remaining four are people who have entered the immortal list.

They are all above the Mahayana. If it were normal times, fighting the Buddha might not be a big concern.

But now, the seven bodies behind him are poisoned by inexplicable poison, and most of his spiritual thoughts have been cut off, and his remaining energy...

The fighting Buddha's eyes are like water, his heart is like a mirror, and four characters emerge.

"I'm afraid it's hard to beat!"

But even so, he still showed no fear on his face and clasped his hands together.

"I and the eight of us have probably never offended you, right?"

There was frost in his voice, knowing that this battle was inevitable.

"It doesn't matter whether you are offended or not. We heard that the eight of you have seven immortal weapons in your hands. We happen to need them and would like to borrow them for use!"

At the head, an Immortal Meridian Prodigy of the Lingxian Sect smiled lightly and said: "I think you should know right from wrong. Don't waste your efforts. This is the poison sac of the Soul-stealing Immortal Beast. It was originally intended to kill this Immortal Beast.

, we almost paid the price with the death of more than ten people."

"If you want to untie it, it will take at least an hour!"

"In this battle, the victory or defeat can be decided in an instant. In an hour, life and death can be seen in the eyes."

The genius of Lingxian Sect said slowly: "Don't be ignorant of good and evil!"

The remaining twenty-two people, at this moment, were swept by the general trend and pressed towards the golden bowl.

The golden bowl swayed, and the monk in white looked like water.

"What if you don't hand it over!"

"Then die!"

"The monk in white looked indifferently. He looked at the twenty people. The next moment, he stepped out.

"Dou Zhan!"

"Monk!"

"Bald!"

This scene made the seven people change their expressions and couldn't help but scream.

The fighting Buddha is dressed in white clothes, with wisps of Buddha patterns spreading all over his body.

"In that case, let's fight!"

It's just a horoscope, but it's like the Tao's fierce fighting spirit.

The word "fight" should mean no fear!

Even if the sky is full of banished immortals, if there is a guardian behind him, he will not take a step back.

This is his way of fighting. If the way breaks, people will die!

The Tao is there and the people are there!

This scene made the twenty-three people gasp in surprise.

Someone laughed and said, "Everyone in the world says that Buddha Douzhan rose from a young monk to become an immortal. He is indeed extraordinary, but it's a pity... his vision is so poor!"

"It's just an immortal weapon, how can one's life be important!?"

Buddha Douzhan said calmly: "If you like to talk too much, then talk too much. After an hour, it may not be who is alive and who is dead!"

"court death!"

One person was furious, "How dare you be so arrogant when you are about to die!"

"Get started, what nonsense are you talking to this bald donkey about? Things will change if you wait too long!"

There was a sound, and immediately, a treasure flew across the sky and came towards the monk in white.

Boom boom boom...

In an instant, the golden bowl swayed, and a figure in white clothes was seen fighting with the twenty-three people in blood.

The gap was too big. In just a dozen breaths, the battle had severely damaged many places.

"Damn it!"

"Break it for me!"

"This poison is really difficult to deal with!"

"You bunch of bastards, when Grandpa Niu gets away, I'll crush you to pieces!"

Inside the golden bowl, seven people's eyes were about to burst.

An Lian was even more stunned. She looked at Douzhan Buddha and said, "Senior Douzhan, you are stupid, just give them the immortal weapon!"

This sentence was like waking up those seven people.

"stop!"

Chi You shouted loudly, causing the battlefield to stagnate slightly.

Twenty-three people were flying in the air. Under these twenty-three people, there was a man in white clothes with a broken arm and a broken leg, standing in blood.

This is the second time he has been clothed in blood, but if you look closely, you can see that his feet have not taken a step back.

Even so, he didn't take a step back.

The blood-soaked Buddha robe, at this moment, seemed like a vast Buddha mountain.

Even if the landslide and the ground are torn apart, it will not move even an inch.

The young prodigy of Lingxian Sect turned his head and looked at Chi You, "What? Do you have a plan?"

"We hand over the magic weapon!"

Chi You said slowly, he took action directly, raised the long knife in his hand, and shot one of them.

"Mine!"
To be continued...