Killing Ke Zangju, he didn't expect that he would be forced to such a point by a half-old ghost, seeing Jun Wuxian pressing step by step, Ke Zangju's whole body was tense, and with a sudden wave of his hands, a cloud of green smoke sprayed from his cuffs towards Jun Wuxie!

He didn't believe that this little ghost really had three heads and six arms!

Even if Duyan is ineffective, he has a lot of poison that kills people, and there is always one that can kill this kid!

However, Jun Wuxian didn't even blink his eyes, and the poisonous mist shrouded her, and those cold eyes just swept faintly from those poisonous mist.

Absolute contempt!

"Finished?" Jun Wuxian tilted his head and looked at Ke Zangju, who was doing his best, and his expression seemed to be a little impatient.

Ke Zangju stared at Jun Wuxian in horror, the poisonous mist he released just now was a mixture of dozens of poisons, even if it was a purple spirit powerhouse, he was unguarded, and was poured down by so many poisons, but he was afraid that he had already fallen.

But on the contrary, Jun Wuxie, who was standing in front of him, did not move at all, and the smile on the corner of her mouth stopped laughing at his stupidity and incompetence all the time.

"How is this possible...... How could it be ......" Ke Zangju took a step back in a hurry, his face pale.

He has an ugly face, broken muscles and veins, and even the ring spirit has not been able to awaken, he hates the injustice of God, and has devoted his whole life to the refining of poison, even if he does not have the spiritual power of the heavens, there is no powerful ring spirit, he can also rely on his own poison, let the opponent die in Huangquan.

But now, this qiē has been broken by the young man in front of him.

The poison that Ke Zangju was most proud of had become a bunch of jokes in front of Jun Wuxie, and the poisons that had cost him all his life's work couldn't even hurt Jun Wuxie's hair.

Not to mention killing Jun Wuxie!

"If you're done, it's time for me to do it." Jun Wuxian smiled slightly, and took out a gray porcelain bottle from the small cloth bag he was carrying.

Ke Zang stared at the porcelain vase in Jun Wuxie's hand, as if the flood beast was imprisoned inside.

But when Jun Wuxian poured out a pill the size of a small fingernail cap from the porcelain bottle, Ke Zangju breathed a sigh of relief.

He thought that this little ghost who was invincible to all poisons could come up with such a terrible poison, but now it seemed to be just some ordinary gadgets, just by looking at the appearance of that poison, Ke Zangju could be sure that it was just a bone rotting pill.

Bone rotting pill is a very toxic poison, after swallowing in a short period of time, the bones in the body will gradually be corrupted, this poison is extremely terrible for ordinary people, but for Ke Zangju, this thing is very ordinary.

Because this Bone Rotting Pill was the poison he had researched, and most of the disciples of the Tilting Cloud Sect had a few of them.

It's ridiculous that this little ghost actually used the rotten bone pill he refined to intimidate him! But all the poisons he refined, he knew its effects very well, and he had already fed himself the antidote, even if he swallowed too much in this life, he would not have any poisoning.

"Little ghost, do you know where the Bone Rotting Pill in your hand came from?" Ke Zangju suddenly wanted to laugh, laughing at himself for being too nervous, this little ghost's physique that was not afraid of poison really surprised him, but other than that, it was nothing remarkable, just now he was too surprised to notice some details, but now that he came to his senses, he knew that his situation was not in any danger at all.