The male disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect fell to the ground with a scream, his whole body convulsed violently, and his eyes and pupils were full of bloodshots.

Liu Yuanfei and Ye Ling'er were taken aback, and were about to step forward to check, when they suddenly screamed in unison, and all of them had the same symptoms as the male disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect.

This feeling is extremely uncomfortable, it seems that it is highly poisoned, the body is occupied by some kind of toxin, it is difficult to breathe, the heart is stagnant, and the dantian is condensed.

Liu Yuanfei leaned against the big tree and tried to exercise his skills, but the dantian hurt so badly that he had to seal several of his big points with difficulty, gritted his teeth and asked, "What happened?"

Ye Ling'er shook her head: "No, I don't know!"

As soon as the words fell, a green sprout suddenly grew on the cover of the heavenly spirit of the male disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect who was the first to the end!

"Uh!" Liu Yuanfei and the others were stunned, and subconsciously wiped the top of their heads, and sure enough, green shoots also grew, growing from the Tianling cover, and I don't know what kind of plant it is.

As soon as the sprouts came out, the vitality and spirit of several people were slowly absorbed.

The faces of several people turned pale in an instant.

The female disciple of the Great Yan Sect struggled to press the roots of the tree, and her face was bruised: "Have we been spored by some mysterious plant?"

Liu Yuanfei began to vomit blood in his mouth: "I don't know, I'm afraid we won't survive!"

As soon as the words fell, I heard the monk of Mituo Temple next to him look embarrassed: "The little monk seems to be fine." ”

Ye Ling'er and the five of them looked at him together, and sure enough, this monk's face was ruddy and shiny, and he was fine.

"Why?" asked Liu Yuanfei.

The monk scratched his scalp: "Maybe it's the unique practice of my Mida Temple, this kind of spore doesn't work for my disciples of Mida Temple, Amitabha!"

Ye Ling'er thought for a while and said with difficulty: "I can't feel any spore life in my body, this toxin, I feel like it's in the air!"

Senior Brother Tiande of Mida Temple, it's not because of the exercises, but because he must have done something that we haven't done and escaped a catastrophe!"

Liu Yuanfei and the others seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, and they all looked at the monk: "What did you do?"

Monk Tiande thought for a while: "I just fantasized about Xiaocui in Yihong Courtyard, is it related to lust?"

Liu Yuanfei and the others didn't care why the monks wanted to think about Xiaocui in the brothel, and immediately closed their eyes and fantasized.

Ye Ling'er also closed her eyes and imagined a figure that saved herself without hesitation.

After a while, Liu Yuanfei and Ye Ling'er opened their eyes, but they had no effect, the buds on the top of their heads were bigger, and their consciousness began to blur: "It's not right!"

Monk Tiande pondered and meditated, and was suddenly stunned: "Could it be ...... Is that the perfume?"

Ye Ling'er's eyes widened: "It should be it, quickly!"

Monk Tiande immediately took out the gray medicine bottle, pondered for a while, divided it into five parts, and gave each of the five people a taste.

It's also miraculous, the five people have tasted the gray potion here, the pain disappeared immediately, the buds on the top of their heads also dissipated, and more importantly, the skill was obviously exhausted.

That Spirit Sword Sect disciple even sat cross-legged, and a wave of spiritual energy fluctuations went straight to the treetops, smoothly breaking through from the seventh level of condensing qi to the eighth level of condensing qi.

"This ......" several people looked at each other, and they all felt incredible.

Liu Yuanfei stretched out his hand and touched the air for a while, and said in a deep voice: "Senior Sister Ye Ling'er is right, this toxin is in the air, and it is everywhere, even if we don't breathe, it will take the initiative to penetrate our skin and internal organs, causing us to be poisoned, and strange shoots will grow on the top of our heads!"

Ye Ling'er thought for a while and said, "But after eating that strange bottle of perfume, the poison disappeared immediately, and the sprouts became an elixir that fed us back and helped us improve our skills!"

A few people looked at each other, and they all felt ridiculous, and they were afraid, if they hadn't brought the perfume, wouldn't they have died now?

After a while, after the disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect had completely digested the realm after the breakthrough, several people continued on their way.

This time I didn't go far, and I came across a tree hole of a towering tree, the size of a house, with traces of human existence inside.

With the lessons of the past, several people were careful, entered the tree hole, saluted an ancient corpse, and then looted it.

Then the tree collapsed.

The six of them carefully gathered together and gathered the loot again:

A broken bronze sword, an unreadable book, a pair of rusty armor, a broken mirror, a few knife-shaped coins, and a small vial of gray potion.

Liu Yuanfei picked up the potion, and the six of them stared at it carefully.

Monk Tiande said: "Obviously, this is not a perfume!"

Ye Ling'er nodded and said, "Both monuments have this potion, and it can treat the toxins in the air and help us increase our strength, what does this mean?"

The six of them looked at each other: "This is a good thing!"

I was a little excited when I said that, and I discussed it at the moment, and the leader Liu Yuanfei kept it, if that situation happened again, it would be divided directly!

Having made their plans, the six of them continued on their way.

What are you talking about, just ran out of more than ten miles, the male disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect with the lowest realm planted again, convulsions in pain.

Immediately, several people fell to the ground, and in the screams, a young shoot emerged from the heavenly spirit cover.

Liu Yuanfei immediately took out the gray potion, and the six of them ate it, and the effect was immediate, the symptoms disappeared, and the skill increased greatly.

Monk Tiande scratched his scalp, neither did he cry, nor did he laugh: "This thing is quite good, it makes people love and hate!"

Liu Yuanfei looked around: "At present, it can be determined that this toxin in the air is everywhere, we will have an attack every few hours, there is a gray potion, we can eliminate it, and the anti-absorption power has increased greatly, but, no, we will definitely die!"

Ye Ling'er nodded: "This should also be a rule in the ancient ruins, the top priority is to find more gray potions!"

"Let's go!"

The six of them went straight into the distance together.

Over the course of the next day, the six of them found five or six small ruins after weathering dust, and I don't know who preempted them, but then they also found four small ruins that were intact.

Sure enough, although things were different in each ruin, what was the same was that there was a bottle of gray potion.

It's just that six people had three seizures a day and used up three bottles.

This gives everyone a sense of oppression and tension that is overstretched.

At this time, the weakness of human nature appeared, Liu Yuanfei, who was the highest realm and leader, lowered his face coldly, and only gave the five people just enough to eliminate the shoots and be immortal, and he himself used a sufficient amount!

The name is beautiful, and the use is reasonable!

The other five people were not his opponents, and the slightest carelessness at this time would be death, so they dared to be angry and did not dare to speak, so they could only endure it.

This kind of pain is indescribably sad, just at the critical point, and it is uncomfortable from time to time, but there is a strange feeling of increased strength.

Night falls.

A pile of torches was lit under the tree.

The six people sat in a circle, except for Liu Yuanfei, who was refreshed, the other five were pale and depressed.

Liu Yuanfei glanced around, with a trace of imperceptible contempt in his eyes, coughed lightly, took out the last bottle of gray potion, kissed it like a baby, and said solemnly: "I am also for the good of everyone, there must be a person with intact spirit among us to protect everyone, and if the cultivation is the highest, it will be the best, and I will definitely take you out!"

The other five nodded weakly.

At this time, the female disciple of the Great Yan Sect suddenly squeezed out a smile, stretched out her right leg, and gently kicked Liu Yuanfei, her eyes were like water.

Liu Yuanfei was stunned for a moment, then coughed and walked to the side of the dark place in the forest.

The female disciple of the Great Yan Sect pretended to be calm and walked over.

It wasn't long before a strange suppressed cry sounded in the distance.

Tiande and the others glanced at each other, frowned slightly, and then lowered their heads, pretending not to hear.

Ye Ling'er frowned, got up with difficulty and walked under the big tree on the other side, looking at the sky through the moonlight in a daze.

Half an hour later, Liu Yuanfei walked back, and the female disciple of the Dayan Sect straightened up her messy long hair and walked back refreshed.

Apparently the two made a deal.

Ye Ling'er turned away in disgust.

However, Liu Yuanfei suddenly strode over, lowered his head, and lowered his voice: "I don't have any hobbies in my life, I only love women, Senior Sister Ye is ten thousand times stronger than that slut, as long as you are committed to me, I will keep you safe before you meet Senior Brother and Sister Tianyuan Sect!"

"Get out of here!" Ye Ling'er pulled out the spirit sword with difficulty.

Liu Yuanfei's face changed, and he said gloomily: "In this ancient monument, human life is like a mustard, and if you die, you will die, don't be ashamed!"

"Get out!" Ye Ling'er roared angrily, swinging his sword to stab.

"You wait to die!" Liu Yuanfei turned back angrily.

Ye Ling'er seemed to have exhausted all her strength, fell to the ground in despair, coughed lightly, and couldn't help tears rolling down.

Cultivation is never easy, and no ancient ruins can survive at all.

At this moment, a big hand suddenly appeared on her face, pinched a handkerchief, and gently wiped her tears for her.

Ye Ling'er sat up with all her strength, raised her sword to stab, and saw that it was not Liu Yuanfei who came.

Behind him, out of nowhere, came a man with a cat-face mask and a hat.

"You ......" Ye Ling'er was startled.

"Don't panic!" the man said hoarsely, opening his shirt.

Ye Ling'er subconsciously looked at it, and was instantly stunned.

The six of them regarded the gray potion as a treasure, and this man had more than a hundred bottles in his clothes.

At this time, the man smiled slightly, and a mouthful of philistine white teeth: "Do you want it?"