One piece of underwear!

Shatter a piece of white spirit stone!

A spirit sword that shatters the green spirit weapon!

......

I don't know if this Thousand Illusion Poison Lord is intentional, all the garbage taken out of the storage bag is garbage, and his movements are slow, as if he is delaying time. Mo Tong kicked over, put the dagger on the neck of the Thousand Illusion Poison Monarch again, and said lightly: "Do you want me to scratch a mark on your neck, so that you can hurry? Don't challenge the limit of my patience, after I give you a knife, I will also have a way to take out the contents of the storage bag." ”

This is something that all spiritual cultivators understand, unless there are some special storage bags, as long as they are willing to take the time, it is not difficult to forcibly open them, it is just a troublesome point.

"Ah...... Tap, tap, it's going to bleed!I'm going to pour it all out, soon!" Thousand Illusion Poison Jun felt the chill on his neck, his heart trembled, and the contents of the storage bag in his hand fell out with a bang, and in the blink of an eye, it became a small mountain.

Although Mo Tong was already prepared in his heart, he couldn't help but take a deep breath when he saw this pile of things. This Thousand Illusion Poison Lord didn't know how many people he had killed before he snatched so many spiritual treasures. Nearly 100 pieces of spiritual weapons, a large number of elixirs, elixirs and spirit stones are intertwined, it is simply a small mobile warehouse. Don't talk about the rest, let's talk about storage bags, all sorts, so big a bunch. Mo Tong dared to say that few cultivators in the spiritual cultivation world who were cultivating the Xuan Ling would be richer than the Thousand Illusion Poison Monarch.

However, from now on, these things will be changed to the surname Mo. Mo Tong was unceremonious and accepted them all. The storage bag of Guan Yi, who had just died, was also picked up.

"That's all? No, these are just ordinary goods. You've killed so many people, don't tell me you haven't gotten a single one. Mo Tong had already gone through the pile, and there was no Thousand Illusions he was looking for.

"Big brother, the spirit skill is not a spirit pill, who will carry it with you when it's okay?" Ouch, I have it, I have it, take it out immediately, big brother, be careful with this dagger, it is very sharp...... "Thousand Illusion Poison Jun hurriedly took out another storage bag, and took out more than ten spirit skills in a row. With so many spirit skills, it should make this little ghost get carried away, right? Such an idea was quickly vetoed by the Thousand Illusion Poison Monarch, looking at the ruthlessness of this little ghost who collected garbage just now, he would not let go of even half a white spirit stone, he would be satisfied?

The Thousand Illusion Poison Monarch's eyes are indeed accurate enough to see people, and Mo Tong doesn't need to look through these more than ten spiritual skills at all, just glance at the name to know what kind of goods they are, they are all very ordinary yellow-level spiritual skills in the spiritual cultivation world. Huang Rank Spiritual Skill, how can the ink pupil look at it?

"Looks like it's necessary to bleed you, don't keep trying to fool me with some garbage. "Mo Tong knows very well that the Thousand Illusion Poison Monarch has been stalling for time, but with his loner character, there should be no accomplices. But no matter what, Mo Tong felt that any more than a quarter of an hour of delay here would be more dangerous. If other cultivators pass by and let this Thousand Illusion Poison Monarch escape, it will be a big loss.

When the Thousand Illusion Poison Monarch heard Mo Tong's words, he was very contemptuous in his heart: garbage? Then how can you collect it faster than anyone else? Damn, this kid is too greedy, so many things can't satisfy him.

"Big brother, I really don't have it! You don't want to think about it, those people I killed are all disciples below the Xuan Ling level, what good goods can they have? If I could have known you a few days earlier, I would have a copy of the Xuan Rank Spirit Technique to honor you, big brother. It's just that my little brother and I have been short of money recently, so I sold it. Big brother, you must believe me, I can swear to the sky......" The Thousand Illusion Poison Monarch's face was still very loyal, and the afterglow quietly swept on the back of the ink pupil's hand on his neck, and a smile flashed in the corner of his eye.

After all, the Thousand Illusion Poison Monarch is just a newcomer who has just debuted, how can his strange appearance escape the ink pupil who has a hundred years of spiritual cultivation experience?

"This dagger is poisonous?!" Mo Tong saw that the hand holding the dagger had turned black, and exclaimed in surprise, and hurriedly threw the dagger. There were bursts of tingling itching on his wrist, and when he thought of Guan Yi, who had just died of poisoning from ten thousand corpses, Mo Tong couldn't help but feel shocked in his heart.

At this moment, Mo Tong finally figured out the purpose of this Thousand Illusion Poison King's delay, it turned out that he was waiting for the ten thousand corpse poison smeared on the dagger to penetrate into Mo Tong's hand. The Thousand Illusion Poison Monarch was notoriously cunning in his previous life, and it seems that he is still careless.

Mo Tong knew very well that the poison of ten thousand corpses was powerful, and if he wanted to use his aura to force the corpse poison out, or even suppress it, it would never succeed. Seeing that the corpse poison was still only spreading to the palm of his hand, Mo Tong immediately felt that his heart was horizontal, and he wanted to 'break the wrist of a strong man' when he took out the sky.

"Haha...... It's late, it's late! Unless you can change all the blood, it's useless to cut your entire arm. The poison of ten thousand corpses is so powerful that it melts when it encounters blood, and it dissolves when it encounters blood. Ten thousand corpse poison has been seeping into your body for more than a quarter of an hour, and even the gods can't save it. Boy, you just accept your fate! My Thousand Illusion Poison Monarch's things are not so easy to grab, just how many things you swallowed this monarch, and even Ben spit it out to this gentleman with profit, ahaha...... "Thousand Illusion Poison Monarch rolled over, turned out of the ink pupil, and laughed proudly. After pretending to be a grandson for a long time, he can finally be a grandfather.

"In that case, I'm going to pull the bottom before I die!" Mo Tong found that the poison of ten thousand corpses was too fierce, and he only hesitated for a moment until the poison had spread to his arm. It seems that regarding this point of toxicity, the Thousand Illusion Poison Monarch is not lying.

"Come on, you have to use the aura, the ten thousand corpse poison attacks will be even more severe! Ben Jun is looking forward to it, I look forward to you slowly grasping his own flesh, tearing it off piece by piece, and then slowly turning into a pile of blood and water...... "The spirit mansion of the Thousand Illusion Poison Lord is sealed, but he can't use the aura for the time being, but he still moves freely. In the midst of these words, others kept distancing themselves from Mo Tong. This aspect is obviously more experienced, and it is clear that it is not the first time he has encountered something like today.

The Thousand Illusion Poison Monarch was really right, as soon as the ink pupil was lucky, the ten thousand corpse poison immediately became more active, and the speed of the toxin's spread immediately increased at a rate of ten times. In just one breath, the toxin had spread to the heart, and the whole body was itching, and the bones seemed to be bitten by thousands of ants, which immediately made the ink pupils terrified.

Wow!

Just when Mo Tong thought that he was about to die of poison, Lucky, who was parasitic in his body, suddenly let out an excited cry. This sound is too familiar to Mo Tong, and it usually comes out when he encounters something good.

Lucky it can absorb the toxins of the Ten Thousand Corpses?

Mo Tong grabbed a straw as if she was struggling in the water, and her heart couldn't help but be shocked.

Blood with venom is continuously delivered to the lucky roots. Every point of poison in the body decreased, the itchy and painful feeling was lessened.

There is a catharsis, and the ink pupil keeps pumping all the blood with ten thousand corpses poison to Lucky. Due to a large amount of blood loss, Mo Tong's eyes flickered and he sat on the ground.

"Hmph! Fighting with Ben Jun? It's just looking for death! But this little ghost doesn't look very old, but it's very difficult, and it will be a scourge to keep it sooner or later. Huh, it seems that something is wrong...... "The Thousand Illusion Poison Monarch suddenly realized that the situation was a little wrong, and the appearance of the ink pupil was not like the attack of ten thousand corpse poison, but more like anemia.

"Ouch! no!" The Thousand Illusion Poison Monarch was about to take two steps closer to see what was going on, when the ink pupils with a pale face a moment ago suddenly jumped up and slapped him on the shoulder with a palm.

Bang! Bang......

The palm of the ink pupil seemed to be powerless, but the face of the Thousand Illusion Poison Monarch became extremely frightened, even a hundred times more frightened than the Ten Thousand Corpse Poison. When the Thousand Illusion Poison Monarch saw Mo Tong's face again, how could there be a trace of paleness at this time? That face was ruddy, as if he had just taken some kind of elixir, which was really incomprehensible.