"What? A Heaven Realm expert turned into a skeleton just by touching the black swamp?!"
Suddenly there was an exclamation from the crowd, as if they couldn't believe their ears.
When everyone heard this, their faces changed drastically and they looked towards the black swamp in disbelief.
The powerful man in the realm of heaven and man, who was originally intact, seemed to have his vitality drained away the moment he came into contact with the black swamp. He quickly shrank and only a pale skeleton was left.
"It's terrible. Fortunately, I resisted the urge to take action just now." Someone said with lingering fear, with cold sweat on his forehead.
"This guy deserves to die. He actually dared to speak so arrogantly to the guardian of Cambridge. Ha..."
There were also some cultivators who sneered and had no mercy on the dead cultivator.
While everyone present was shocked, they were also secretly glad that they did not act rashly.
Many forces have already retreated and are watching from afar, not daring to even think of probing the situation in the slightest.
After all, even a powerful celestial being could be easily eroded by this black swamp like an ant, so they didn't need to think too much.
"It is indeed the cemetery of the gods.
This level has stumped many people. "
"Moreover, the black gas coming out of this black swamp is more toxic than my Yama Needle. It's a pity that I can't get some..."
Tang Yao, the leader of the Tang Clan, stood in the distance, observing the black swamp carefully, secretly surprised.
He didn't have much idea about being buried in Cambridge, but the Tang Sect was an unconventional sect that was good at a variety of things.
Among them, he loves poison the most. If he can collect some black air from the swamp and study it, it will definitely become a powerful weapon in the future.
At this time, dozens of sword cultivators had walked out of the field, and they walked towards Cambridge tacitly.
But most of them stopped halfway and could not move forward.
Among them, walking in the front was the Tiger King from the Ten Thousand Demons Palace in the Southern Region.
He has a demon face and a devil body, with evil eyes and a demonic aura. He looks like a tough guy at first glance.
"Jie... the only one I can consider as my opponent is you, Li Sanjian."
The Tiger King spread out his palms and walked on the black swamp as if walking on flat ground. He looked at Li Sanjian beside him with a smile, "Li Sanjian, this magic sword buried in Cambridge must belong to me in destiny."
"Why don't you just give up? Then my Wan Yao Palace will give you ten times the compensation, and even give you a million meteorite irons, and hire the continent's top weapon refiners to help you refine magic weapons. How do you think?"
The conditions offered by the Tiger King are very generous, with ten times the compensation plus one million meteorite irons to refine a magic weapon. Even a person of the level of the Lord of the Heavenly Demon Palace would be tempted.
From this we can also see that the Tiger King is wary of Li Sanjian.
"Hahahaha... Tiger King, Tiger King, your conditions are generous. If you ask for it outside, I might really agree."
"It's a pity that now that we have set foot on the Black Swamp, as a swordsman I cannot afford to be cowardly."
Li Sanjian laughed, with a hint of pity on his face, and said firmly
Then he glanced at Ximen Chuixue behind him, his eyes solemn, "Besides, there are more than just the two of us here, and someone might get there first."
Ximen Chuxue also felt his gaze, raised his eyebrows slightly, and nodded casually.
"Tiger King and Li Sanjian? Perhaps they are the only two people in Cambridge who are qualified to be my opponents."
Ximen Chuxue muttered to himself as a powerful sword intent burst out from his body.
"Buzz."
The sword in his hand was unsheathed instantly, and with a slight shake of his wrist, a faint light appeared on the sword, continuously suppressing the surrounding sword spirit.
At this moment, black waves suddenly surged out of the black swamp and swept towards everyone.
"Humph, get out of here."
The Tiger King snorted coldly, his demonic energy surged, and he formed huge tiger claws in his hands, slapping the black waves hard.
“Pah.”
The tiger claws were thick and powerful, and they easily crushed the black air. However, the nails slowly began to corrode, and the whole person was entangled in wisps of black air.
"Is this black air poisonous?"
Li Sanjian frowned, swung the sword in his hand, and a sharp sword energy slashed out, splitting the approaching black air wave into two.
With the lesson learned from the Tiger King, he didn't dare to approach the black air easily, and could only use sword energy to resist and repel it.
Ximen Chuxue was not to be outdone. He flashed and shuttled between the waves like a ghost. Wherever he passed, the waves automatically dissipated.
Just as everyone was trying their best to deal with the black waves, Tang Yao's eyes lit up in the distance. He found that as the waves surged, some black mist was swept into the air.
“Good opportunity.”
Tang Yao's mind moved, and he quietly took out a few specially made bottles and used the Tang Sect's secret technique to collect the mist.
However, his little move was noticed by Tiger King, who sneered, "How dare you take advantage of me? You are courting death."
I was already very upset about the corrosion of my nails, and now I met someone who was taking advantage of the situation, which made me even more furious.
He slammed his foot on the ground, and the earth suddenly began to shake. Countless rocks broke out of the ground, stained with black air and fell towards Tang Yao.
Tang Yao was horrified and quickly used his body skills to dodge. He secretly hated in his heart: "Damn it, this sect master just wanted to collect some black energy, and this tiger king actually dared to plot against me?"
"Don't give me the chance, or I'll poison you to death."
Although he thought so in his heart, the black gas began to spread continuously. He had no choice but to use the hidden weapon, the Rain of Pear Blossom Needles, to resist it.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh———
The poisonous needles released by the Torrential Pear Blossom Needles fought against the black air, and it was difficult to tell which was better for a while.
This scene shocked the forces watching the battle from afar, and they witnessed the power of the Torrential Pear Blossom Needles.
"Is this the Tang Sect's peerless hidden weapon, the Torrential Pear Blossom Needle? It's really powerful!"
"That's not true. It is said that Sect Master Tang Yao once used this hidden weapon to fight against opponents of higher rank!"
"Hey...it would be great if this thing could be mass-produced."
When other forces heard their conversation, they shook their heads and sneered, full of disdain.
If the Tang Sect could really mass-produce the Torrential Pear Blossom Needles, that would be truly terrifying, and other forces would simply not be able to accommodate them.
After all, if the two sides start fighting and the other side mindlessly sends a hundred or eighty rain-like pear blossom needles, the consequences will be...
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