Chapter 640: The Power of Poisonous Fire!

It was obvious that the first confrontation between the Ice Venerable and the Little Medical Immortal did not bring any benefits, and even the true background of the Little Medical Immortal was not explored.

"This poisonous woman actually has such strength, and the little girl beside her is far more powerful than an ordinary one-star Dou Zun. Her real combat power may have reached the three-star Dou Zun!" Seeing the Little Medical Immortal easily dissolving his attack, the Ice Venerable said in his heart.

Although he was surprised at the strength of the Little Medical Immortal and the other two, at this time, the arrow was on the string and had to be shot. The Ice Venerable waved his hand again, and the two black dragons that were scattered condensed into a larger black dragon again, roaring and rushing directly at the Little Medical Immortal!

"Humph, with this little strength, you dare to come out and show off?"

Seeing the Ice Venerable using the same trick again, the Little Medical Immortal showed a trace of disdain at the corner of his mouth. The next moment, a slightly illusory purple butterfly slowly emerged in his palm.

After the appearance of this purple butterfly, the temperature between heaven and earth suddenly began to soar.

The black dragon roared, bringing with it an endless fishy wind, and it also quickly enlarged in Xiao Yixian's pupils!

When the black dragon was only ten feet away from Xiao Yixian, Xiao Yixian raised her palm suddenly, and a purple butterfly with purple flames appeared out of thin air in front of Xiao Yixian's palm, and then its body suddenly grew and rushed towards the black dragon.

"Boom!"

"Zizi! Zizi!"

As soon as the battle started, the black dragon's head was completely swallowed by the purple butterfly with purple flames, and finally the whole body was quickly defeated.

Seeing the collision site emitting strong purple light, the pupils of Bing Zun suddenly shrank.

"This... Is this the legendary netherworld poisonous fire?" Bing Zun said nervously. At this moment, his originally confident eyes finally showed a trace of fear.

The Netherworld Poison Fire, a flame that is said to exist in the ancient Netherworld Poison Swamp, has been infected by the poisonous miasma in the poisonous swamp for tens of millions of years. The flame has consumed endless poisonous miasma, and it has become a spirit in a hundred years and formed in a thousand years. When it is fully formed, its color is purple and green, and it travels through the miasma of the poisonous swamp like a ghost fire.

Because the flame itself is fed by the poisonous miasma and becomes a spirit, it is highly toxic. As long as it is contaminated by a spark for a moment, it will be poisoned, not to mention swallowing and fusion!

It is precisely because of this that few people go to look for this kind of strange fire, and not many people know of its existence. In addition, its flame is full of toxicity and has infinite power. A little bit of it will make people live a life worse than death. Even if it is discovered, few people dare to refine it.

"Evil poison body, Netherworld Poison Fire, this woman's luck is so good!" Bing Zun couldn't help but feel a little jealous.

"Binghe... stop talking nonsense. Today, you have to pay the price for attacking me!" Xiao Yixian did not give Bingzun much chance to react. After defeating the black dragon that Bingzun had shot, she waved her hand again, controlled the purple butterfly, and flew towards Bingzun.

The purple butterfly flew across the sky of the city, and its movement trajectory was extremely strange, so that other people in Binghe Valley and Xuantian City, except Bingzun, could not catch its movement trajectory at all.

Moreover, the area where the Netherworld Poison Fire passed by would leave a terrifying toxin with a scorching temperature, so that people in Binghe Valley did not dare to approach that area at all. Even Tianshuangzi, another Douzun strongman in Binghe Valley, was very afraid of the toxins left by the Netherworld Poison Fire.

"Oops!"

Binghe was very reluctant to catch the figure of the Netherworld Poison Fire, so at this moment, he was very nervous.

The next moment, the Ice Venerable turned around quickly, and the black snowflakes on his forehead flashed with a strange luster. A black cold air slowly surged out of his body. He clenched his palms, and the black ice spread out on his palms, turning into a black ice cone that looked quite strange.

The front of the cone was extremely sharp, and there were spiral patterns all over the body. At first glance, it was a kind of chilling feeling. If you were hit by this thing, you would probably have a head-sized blood hole on your body.

Binghe's eyes scanned very nervously, catching the trajectory of the netherworld poisonous fire. At a certain moment, Binghe found that the purple butterfly suddenly approached him quickly from the side and back. Looking at the flashing purple butterfly gloomily, a grim look appeared in the eyes of the Ice Venerable, and then he stomped his foot in the void, and the strange black ice condensed out of thin air, and then turned into more than a dozen black ice spears, cutting through the space, and rushing towards the purple butterfly like lightning.

The reason why Binghe fired more than a dozen scattered black ice spears at once was to deal with the strange body movements of the Netherworld Poison Fire. He felt that no matter how fast the Netherworld Poison Fire was, it would not be able to completely dodge these black ice spears.

"Puff! Puff!"

Soon, two black ice spears pierced the body of the Netherworld Poison Fire. However, after such a split attack, even if it hit the Netherworld Poison Fire, it did not cause much damage at all. The speed of the Netherworld Poison Fire was only slightly slowed down for a moment, and then it rushed again.

For such an attack by the Netherworld Poison Fire, even with Binghe's strength, he had to treat it with caution. After all, if this kind of poisonous fire was contaminated, even if he had an acquired evil poison body, it would be difficult to resist that kind of toxin.

After the black ice spear pierced the Netherworld Poison Fire and slowed down the speed of the poisonous fire, a thick black ice wall quickly formed between the Bingzun and the Netherworld Poison Fire.

For such defense, the Netherworld Poison Fire's body movement can quickly bypass it directly, but under the control of the Little Medical Fairy, the purple butterfly hit the huge black ice wall fiercely.

"Just now, your cold power was able to penetrate my Dou Qi wall. Now, your cold power wall can't stop the toxins of the Netherworld Poison Fire and the Evil Poison Power!"

The Little Medical Fairy shouted coldly, and the purple butterfly attached to the black ice suddenly became distorted, and then turned into some flowing purple flames, which quickly melted many small cracks on the black ice wall.

Similar to the previous scene, the purple began to penetrate the black ice wall, and then, at the end near the Ice Venerable, it gathered again into the purple butterfly with terrifying power.

"How could it be so?"

Watching the Netherworld Poison Fire quickly pass through the black ice wall, the Ice Venerable was horrified. Binghe had always been very confident about the defense of the ice wall, but this time, it was broken too quickly.

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