Chapter 420: Crushing the Venomous Fang Taoist

This skill has directly reached the ancient superior level, and has returned to its original state!

In other words, the proficiency cannot be upgraded any further.

But now, even if it cannot be advanced any further, the effect of this skill is enough to defy the heavens.

"Horrible... too terrifying." Su Ming couldn't help but mutter.

"Based on the recovery speed of my S-level bloodline, the Emperor's blood..."

"I can recover a little bit of mental power almost every second, which has reached a delicate balance with the consumption of this skill."

"In other words, as long as there are no unexpected circumstances, my mental power will never be exhausted, and this clone can exist for a long time." Su Ming was shocked.

He did not use it immediately.

Because this skill has too high a cost, once it is activated, it will consume a lot of mental power and blood.

There may be a battle later, and Su Ming must maintain his physical strength.

There was a hint of joy in Su Ming's eyes, and he looked at Wan Wu.

"Wan Wu, it's done."

"Follow me and leave here."

Wan Wu nodded.

At the same time, he asked hesitantly.

"Master, we have gone through so much trouble to break into this secret realm, are we just going to leave with this one technique?"

He knew that there were a lot of treasures in the secret realm of the B-level copy, and the lowest quality was diamond!

Has the master already disdained other diamond-level secret treasures?

Su Ming shook his head slightly, with a slight curl of his lips.

"This technique seems simple."

"In fact, it is already the top treasure in this secret realm. Other things are not worth mentioning at all."

"No need to waste time."

After that, Su Ming took Wan Wu and prepared to leave.

Wan Wu was amazed at the master's decisiveness.

If it were him, he would definitely feel that he had broken through 17 restrictions and worked so hard that it would be a loss if he didn't get some secret treasures back.

However, Su Ming was able to always keep the overall plan in mind, not be tempted by any external things, and evacuate decisively.

And his familiarity with this secret realm was just like the ancient Taoist himself going home, which was really amazing!

As soon as the two of them walked out of the hall,

"Hmm?"

Su Ming frowned slightly, feeling a poison escaping and a murderous intent hidden in the dark.

He moved very quickly, suddenly took out the ancient snake venom bile, squeezed out a drop of juice, and splashed it into his throat.

At the same time, he flicked his finger and squeezed out another drop, which fell into Wan Wu's mouth.

The next moment, a dark green array pattern under his feet exploded, and then exploded into a poisonous fog, wrapping the two in it.

However, after swallowing the ancient snake venom bile, most of the poison was immune to the two.

So, the two walked out unscathed.

Wan Wu's face was cold, and in his palm, a stream of light was suspended, ready to go.

"Who is ambushing!?"

He roared.

The aura and pressure of the Venerable Realm were released without hesitation!

The wind pressure spread, blowing away the poisonous fog.

Outside the cave door, there stood a gray-robed guest.

Venomous Taoist!

His face was old, and there was a bit of murderous intent in his eyes, as well as a slight shock.

"You can actually walk out of my bone-eroding poisonous fog without any injury?"

"Is it the Venerable... No wonder."

He frowned slightly, but was not panicked at all.

The tips of the ten fingers of the Venerable Taoist were all ulcerated, which was conceivably caused by practicing poison skills.

"But... Hehe."

After saying that, he laughed hoarsely.

"I also hid my strength!"

Immediately, he also had the cultivation of the Venerable realm, and he released it completely!

His gray robe fluttered, suspended in the air, full of pressure!

At the same time, a dark fog swept behind him, like an abyss that could swallow everything.

Su Ming looked at the killing move of the Venerable Taoist with a calm face.

He was calm, not because he had known that the Venerable Taoist would come to ambush.

On the contrary, Su Ming came to this copy at a different time in his previous life, so he did not meet the Venerable Taoist.

The reason why he was so calm was because he could easily kill this Venomous Fang Taoist!

"He is only as strong as a level 64 cultivator, and he dares to ambush in secret."

Su Ming smiled coldly.

Immediately, he urged his sword out!

He did not even use his own Bloodfall Sword, Extreme Yang Death Mark Sword and other weapons.

Instead, he used his secondary profession, the skill of the Thousand Soul Sword Master [Thousand Soul Sword Forging].

He consumed his soul power and condensed a series of dark blue three-foot green blades, which floated behind him.

The Venomous Fang Taoist looked closely and saw that there were 104 soul swords, showing their sharp edges!

The skill of the Thousand Soul Sword Master can easily condense a large number of flying swords, which is very suitable for Su Ming!

These soul blades flashed with light and penetrated with a bang!

Behind the Venomous Fang Taoist, the deep and dark poisonous fog was instantly chopped, cut and dispersed by countless sword phoenixes!

The Poison Fang Taoist was also injured by the sword energy, with holes all over his body, poisonous water flowing, and he flew backwards.

He hit the wall heavily!

Wan Wu had no time to intervene from beginning to end, and Su Ming almost defeated the Poison Fang Taoist alone!

The Poison Fang Taoist's pupils widened!

A bit of horror emerged in his old eyes.

"Ahem! How could this be..."

"You are so young, you are at most half a step to the realm of the sage, how could you raise your hand and activate such a powerful technique?!"

The Poison Fang Taoist was shocked.

He had always thought that the young man with the sword case on his back was a young master from a large sect or a large family who was out for training.

He believed that Su Ming only relied on this servant in the realm of the Venerable, Wan Wu, to successfully enter the deepest part of the secret realm.

Therefore, he dared to ambush and seize the treasure!

This was not a mistake made by the Poison Fang Taoist, but according to the rules and experience of this world, it was almost impossible to break into the realm of the Venerable before the age of 20, and there were few such cases in history.

After all, even the young genius of Tutian Sect, one of the ten major righteous sects, Tang Yupu, was in his twenties and had just reached the half-step Venerable realm, just like the killer Zhong Zhi of the Blood Evil Sect.

The top geniuses of the young generation are roughly stuck at the level of half-step Venerable.

It is enough to see how difficult it is for cultivators in this world to advance.

It can be said that strength is almost linked to age.

No matter how talented you are, it is impossible for you to reach the Venerable realm at Su Ming's age.

And Wan Wu, a middle-aged servant, could not possibly reach the middle stage of the Venerable Realm and could not defeat him.

After the above judgment, the Poison Fang Taoist dared to act ruthlessly.

But now it seems that the situation is far beyond his expectations!

Su Ming walked forward slowly with a blank expression.

The flying sword followed him like flowing water.

The Poison Fang Taoist was shocked. After landing, he suddenly pinched his fingers to activate his skills.

A cold murderous intent appeared on his face.

"Humph, even if you are stronger than me, no one in the world can resist my fang poison."