Imperial Beast: I Can Copy and Synthesize Infinitely

Qin Feng stared at the vines below, feeling that every second was very long, and his spirit was tense.

It wasn't just him, Chen Ping beside him was as nervous as Fu Zhijie.

Suddenly, his eyes widened.

Qin Feng saw that the creeping speed of the vine closest to him seemed to slow down, and his movements became stiffer, his eyes burst out.

Done? !

The vine moved more and more slowly, as if some kind of slow potion had been injected, and even began to affect other surrounding vines.

It worked!

There was a smile on the corner of Qin Feng's mouth, and the big stone in his heart was put down.

It was also his first time refining poison, so he directly chose the limit of his ability.

This potion is a poison that can dry up the blood, and can resist the erosion of spiritual power. Simply put, once this poison enters the blood, you can't do it with spiritual power and will.

If the venom enters the ground, there will be no spring grass in this area, but it is worthwhile to be able to eliminate these vine monsters.

not to mention……

He looked up at Qi Sha, who was absorbing the spiritual power of these vines, with a smile on his lips.

Suck it!

Suck hard!

You must die today!

Qisha didn't know about the poison. It looked at the humans on the city wall indifferently, with a trace of confusion in its eyes.

Even though these human beings looked ugly just now, why do they seem to give up their resistance to it now?

It turned back completely again, appearing very vigilant.

Suddenly, its face changed drastically,

Immediately stopped transmitting spiritual power, looking at the vine world in front of him with an ugly face, I saw those wriggling vines gradually becoming stiff, and even stopped in the end.

These vines struggled for a full ten minutes, and then the world of hundreds of square meters finally fell silent.

Although the appearance of all the vines has not changed much, nor has it withered, they can clearly feel the feeling of lifelessness.

Fu Zhijie stood on the top of the wall, looking at the world of vines in front of him, his eyes were shocked.

He didn't know how to describe his current mood, but with his level of cultivation, he could feel the horror of this poison.

Obviously, the vines in his sight are still green and bright, but the dead air coming from the pavement makes people feel that breathing is a bit depressing.

life and death.

In a sense, coexistence is really achieved.

"What kind of poison is this, and what is its name?"

"Dead blood." A strange color flashed in Qin Feng's eyes.

With the knowledge given to him by the system, this medicine can be called the king level among the poisons that poison vegetation.

No, it's the top level.

"Dead blood, people are alive, but the blood is dead..." Fu Zhijie looked at the death vine in front of him and muttered to himself.

If this kind of poison is placed on humans, the effect will only be better.

Thinking that the Qin Feng he brought had such ability, he couldn't help shivering.

If there are pharmacists like Qin Feng in the monster camp, how should they resist?

Qin Feng also thought of this question at the same time, looking at Qisha in the distance, he suddenly panicked.

Among the seven evil spirits, would there be such an existence? If so, what should they do?

After thinking for a while, Qin Feng felt an extremely cold and murderous gaze on him, looked up, and looked at Qisha across a few hundred meters.

curious.

Killing intent.

And confusion.

Qin Feng felt extremely complicated emotions. This Qisha was different from the insect king. It was not completely cold, but it had the same sense of oppression.

Suddenly, the Qisha raised its head and let out a hoarse roar.

The roar was full of spiritual power, and the surrounding air rushed out ring by ring in a shape visible to the naked eye.

"Buzz!"

There was a "buzz" sound in his brain, Qin Feng became deaf in both ears, and changes appeared in his eyes.

The vines in front of him have completely disappeared, and the surroundings have become a bloody battlefield, with countless people fighting and monsters fighting.

He looked at the scene in front of him in a daze, and he didn't know if it was because of the roaring sound, his brain was a little blank, and his mental state was a little trance.

Hallucination?

Subconsciously, doubts arose in his heart.

"Wow……!"

The cry of a baby came suddenly. Among the thousands of troops, he saw a baby in swaddling clothes left in the center of the battlefield a few hundred meters away, crying loudly.

For some reason, I was able to hear it so clearly.

And the sound of fighting around has naturally become extremely small.

The baby's cries became louder and louder, and Qin Feng's heart also tightened, fearing that the surrounding monsters would hurt him.

Taking a deep breath, his eyes showed a trace of determination.

When the screen turned, Fu Zhijie was covering his dizzy head on the city gate, looking at Qin Feng not far away, who had blurred eyes, and couldn't help but let out a cry.

"Qin Feng? What's wrong with you?"

At this time, Qin Feng's muscles were tense all over his body, his eyes were blurred, and he was staring straight at the Qisha in the distance.

Just as he was worried, he found that some pictures that he didn't want to see would always flash in front of his eyes.

Shaking his head, he returned to the real world.

During the struggle and resistance, he was groggy.

Illusion!

They were all under the illusion!

The roar just now was some kind of illusion!

He was startled, and wanted to go to Qin Feng's side, but the picture in front of him kept changing.

Fearing that he would fall into the trap of the illusion, he quickly stabilized his body and fought against the illusion wholeheartedly, only then was he able to maintain the status quo.

But to keep his sanity, he could only watch Qin Feng sink into it, and Chen Ping beside him was already lying on the ground.

The soldiers guarding the city gate in the distance seemed to have also been under the illusion, but they sat limply on the ground, dazed.

Suddenly, Qin Feng had a spear in his hand.

The nine-tailed spear appeared in his hand, and the purple armor was attached to his body. A terrifying murderous aura erupted from Qin Feng's body, with a ferocious expression.

He didn't know what Qin Feng saw, but he told himself directly that something bad was about to happen.

And in Qin Feng's hallucination, he saw countless tall wild horses galloping towards the city gate in the farther distance. At this speed, at most seven or eight minutes, the baby below would be trampled to pieces, and himself The soldiers here will also be knocked down and die.

Most importantly, he observed a half-man, half-horse monster, who seemed to have seen the baby next to the corpse.

The cruelty flashed in his eyes, and he rushed towards the baby.

So, in Fu Zhijie's sight.

Qin Feng suddenly released his murderous aura, dashed two steps forward, stepped on the city gate, and jumped down.

The veins on his forehead popped up, his expression was ferocious, his body arched, and he threw the spear in his hand with all his strength, and the sound of shouting spread all over the city gate.

"If you dare to touch the descendants of my clan, your entire clan will be executed!"

The nine-tailed spear turned into a shock and flew down!

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