But what made Zhang He completely helpless was that the three-color smoke had been intertwined, but he still hadn't been able to comprehend the method of fusing the avenue, and what made him feel even more incredible was that with the complete interweaving of the three-color smoke, the intertwined smoke that fluctuated with obvious traces of the avenue had lost its trace again, as if it had never appeared.

Zhang He couldn't help but feel depressed, it seemed that for the three-color smoke, he was just a hidden tool, the whole process, there was nothing to do with him at all, no, it can't be said that, at least, he has experienced countless tortures, of course, he has also comprehended something.

Zhang He, who was helpless, had to take another step forward and continued to walk towards the withered grass tens of thousands of feet away.

The exact same scene was staged again, as soon as Zhang He touched the dead grass, another puff of smoke rose up, but this time the smoke was purple-black, and the condensed animal was actually a purple-black giant earthworm.

The giant earthworm also swooped down in an instant, like a giant python, entangled Zhang He to death, so that he couldn't help laughing wildly, this kind of laughter was completely uncontrollable, and he laughed straight at his liver and intestines, and the most exaggerated thing was that as the wild laughter continued, Zhang He's skin actually cracked inch by inch, and the blood vessels burst at root, setting off a rain of blood.

The blood flowed out, leaving Jang Hyuk in extreme exhaustion, almost dying, but the wild laughter still couldn't stop, and as the wild laughter continued, the muscles and internal organs began to crumble.

Nima, is Brother's body so fragile?

In the laughter, Zhang He couldn't help but scratch his left arm, and the result was shocking, not only did he easily grab a large piece of flesh, but also those caught flesh were like old bacon that had been dried, not only lost moisture, but also completely lost vitality.

In other words, the real horror of this purple-black smoke is not that it makes people laugh wildly, but that it can rob the human body of vitality layer by layer from the outside to the inside.

Terrifying poison, there is no doubt that the terror of this purple-brown poison has far surpassed the first three poisons, and even more terrifying than the first three poisons combined.

This is a terrifying poison that can completely drain the vitality of human beings, Zhang He has no doubt at all, if it is an ordinary king-level master who is poisoned, it is difficult to say that they have already turned into a dry corpse.

Nima, 10,000 grass mud horses.

The horror of the poison made Zhang He want to turn his head and run away, but when he thought of the magic of the three-colored smoke, he forcibly suppressed the urge to turn his head and run away, allowing the terrifying purple-black smoke to continuously invade his body and rob him of his vitality.

However, as time went on, with the continuous influx of purple-black smoke, a strong sense of near-death soon invaded.

Nima, can you continue to persevere?

The outbreak of the Great War of the Five Realms is imminent, and the relatives are still waiting for him, Zhang He has no doubt at all, with his current cultivation, he is simply unable to pass through the passage to the Great World of Huaxia that has completely collapsed, if he wants to go home, if he wants to protect all his relatives and brothers when the Great War of the Five Realms breaks out, he needs stronger strength.

And there is no doubt that as long as he can successfully break through the Ten Thousand Poison Garden, his strength will definitely be greatly improved, Nima, fight, brother will not believe it, with brother's innate poisonous spirit body, he can't resist the power of this smoke.

In the rotation of his mind, Zhang He forcibly suppressed the urge to turn his head and run away, and continued to let the purple-black smoke continue to invade his body, and the increasingly dense death crisis made his heart almost jump out of his throat, but fortunately, the sky lived up to his heart, and when his life was hanging by a thread, the black-purple smoke had completely poured into his body.

Miraculously, with the complete influx of black-purple smoke, the terrifying toxicity actually disappeared completely, and all the black-purple smoke, just like the previous three-color smoke, quickly disappeared.

Zhang He, who broke free from the arms of death, didn't bother to carefully search for the black and purple smoke, and then sat cross-legged and regained his vitality with all his might.

It was a full seven days before he recovered from his near-death state to his peak.

The road ahead was dangerous and unpredictable, but it couldn't stop Zhang He's strong heart, and as he recovered from his peak state, he immediately strode towards the grassland in front of him.

The smoke that rose this time was even more terrifying, it actually showed a terrifying pus-green color, and it also emitted a stench like a carrion, which made people want to be disgusted, and soon condensed into a huge pus-green slug, which entangled Zhang He and made him goosebumps all over his body uncontrollably.

The toxicity of the pus-green slug is even more terrifying, it can directly corrode Zhang He's body, and it didn't take long for his skin, which was firmer than the magic weapon, to turn into a slowly flowing green pus, and after the skin was corroded, the muscles and blood vessels were also ruthlessly corroded.

Under Zhang He's terrifying gaze, his skin, muscles, and blood vessels were all ruthlessly melted, and soon, his internal organs were ruthlessly corroded, and only the bones that were much harder than the magic weapon barely withstood this terrifying corrosive poison.

As the internal organs continued to be corroded, a strong sense of impending death invaded again, but to Zhang He's great relief, just after the internal organs had been dissolved, the pus-green smoke finally merged into his remaining flesh and completely lost its trace.

This restoration took half a month.

The sixth type of smoke showed a dark blue that was close to black, but it was very different from the previous five smokes, the fifth smoke actually did not condense, and directly drilled into his body from his pores, and what made Zhang He speechless was that with the entry of the dark blue smoke, he actually quickly fell directly into a coma.

What a horrible poison!

There is no doubt that in the battle of life and death, this kind of poison that can make people fall directly into a coma is undoubtedly the most terrifying existence, once you fall into a coma, you can only become a lamb to be slaughtered, especially in the decisive battle of the corps, the effect of this dark blue smoke is even more amazing.

I don't know how long it took, Zhang He finally woke up leisurely, and to his surprise, when he woke up, the black-purple, pus-green and dark blue smoke had also begun to be compiled, but what made him helpless was that although he carefully observed the whole process of the three-color smoke compilation, there was still no way to truly understand the law of fusion.

Before he knew it, Zhang He had advanced into the center of the grassland.

Although there is still half of the grassland left, the road ahead is still dangerous, but Zhang He still hasn't stopped, the seventh kind of smoke, is a dark brown smoke, so poisonous that it can make his heartbeat stop suddenly, making him instantly enter the state of the living dead, but fortunately, I don't know how long it took, he finally woke up again.

The eighth kind of smoke showed a strange pale color, and the toxicity of the smoke could directly harm Zhang He's Yuan Infant, making him almost destroy the Yuan Infant and scatter his soul, and this time, Zhang He spent a full six months, and almost exhausted all the heaven and earth elixirs in the space ring to restore the Yuan Infant's injury, before he regained his peak state again.

At this point, the grassland is close to the margin, but Zhang He has no doubt at all that the next grassland is the most dangerous existence.

Sure enough, Zhang He's guess was confirmed, this time, the colorless smoke rising up could actually hurt his body, Zhihai and Yuanying at the same time.

But fortunately, with the active compilation of the three-color smoke, Zhang He, who didn't know how long he had been in a coma, finally woke up slowly, and what made him helpless was that at this point, all the smoke streamers had been completely lost.

After nine months of lengthy treatment, Zhang He finally recovered completely.

But just when Zhang He had just recovered to his peak, a terrifying suction force had instantly struck, pulling him into the boundless darkness, and after a while, the light reappeared, and he was already in a secret room less than a hundred feet in circumference, but the scene that came into his eyes made him stunned.

What came into my eyes was actually a skull, a skull that exuded a strong dead aura.

can exude a dead breath, which proves that this skull is not really dead, a skull, can still be alive? Is this the concept of Shenma? How against the sky?

But before Zhang He could speak, the skull had already uttered an old voice, "I am the last emperor of the Poison Spirit Clan, Poison Soul." ”

I rubbed it, the fork of my fork, it turned out that it was this skull that was summoned to my brother.

Nima, the cultivation of this goods, in the end, went against the sky to the god Ma Cheng dù?

For a while, Zhang He became stunned

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