The red-headed mosquito passed in front of them in a moment, and the twelve gods of war breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the wind and waves had passed. However, just as they were rejoicing, those red-headed mosquitoes turned back and stopped in front of Bing Bishu and the others.

The crown Ling Fangxian in Bing Bishu's hand, as if he was born with a sense of poison, released a fragrance, and as soon as these red-headed mosquitoes smelled the fragrance, they immediately dispersed and fled.

Seeing that the red-headed mosquitoes were gone, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. No. 2 said, "Brother, what kind of treasure are you, and it works?"

No. 8, who had not spoken, said: "This is the Eight-Rank Immortal Grass Crown Ling Fang Immortal, specializing in restraining poisonous mist and detoxifying treasures." ”

No. 2 smiled and said, "Well, Bapin, good baby!"

There was a hiccup in the distance, and when they heard it, everyone was terrified.

Bing Bishu said: "What is this?"

A purple toad slowly appeared in everyone's sight. The purple toad is not very big, only the size of a cup, but it is very loud.

No. 2 said: "This, this is the 'Heavenly Purple Clam'." ”

Bing Bi said: "What 'Heavenly Purple Clam'?"

"The king of all poisons, 'Heavenly Purple Clam'. ”

No. 12 said: "I understand, it turns out that those red-headed mosquitoes are the fuse." This stinky toad came for red-headed mosquitoes. ”

No. 2 said: "However, then again, this heavenly purple clam is a treasure, if it is seen by those people who refine poison, hey, I'm afraid that even if you risk your life, you will have to catch it." ”

That day, the purple clam moved quickly, and it fell five or six feet away. Several ups and downs are also approaching the Twelve Gods of War. On this day, the purple clam seemed to have discovered something, so it stopped not far from Bing Bishu and the others, and its egg-sized eyes slipped around in its sockets.

Number Three whispered, "Why hasn't it left, is it targeting us?"

Bing Bishu took out the crown Ling Fang Immortal again and blocked it in front of him, even if he knew that this fairy grass could no longer resist this Heavenly Purple Clam, but it was still possible to use it to strengthen his courage.

Unexpectedly, when he didn't think about retreating, that day Zhu Zi Clam jumped over violently, opened his mouth towards a small flower blooming from Guan Ling Fangxian in Bing Bishu's hand, and bit it down.

Bing Bishu watched like this, his baby entered the mouth of the toad, but the red-headed mosquito was too fast, and before he could react, he had already caught the road. Bing Bishu already thought he was unlucky, this crown Ling Fangxian relied on that little flower, the little flower was gone, and this fairy grass was basically worthless, but that day, the purple clam was willing to appreciate it, and he left. Back on top of the mud, he stared at Bing Bishu with big eyes and cooed twice. The airbags on both sides puffed up, and two clouds of purple smoke erupted.

In addition to Bing Bishu, there are still some gods of war who secretly regret that such fairy grass was eaten by animals.

Number Two said, "It's spewing poison." ”

"Its heart is also big, and it wants to poison us!"

Bing Bishu said: "Oops, this fairy grass is eaten by it, what should we do?"

At this time, the hearts of the twelve gods of war were cold, and this Heavenly Purple Clam could become the king of a hundred poisons, which shows its toxicity. Looking at the constantly floating poisonous mist, the twelve war gods hurriedly flipped their hands and danced their sleeves, intending to fan back these purple poisonous mist. Bing Bi Shu has always stood in front of the Twelve God of War, what he can't see is that at this time, No. 2's eyes are rolling slightly, and he looks at No. 3 and No. 4, and pouts at Bing Bishu. The meaning is obviously to ask them to start and use their sparse bodies to block a purple poisonous mist.

No. 3's face was cloudy and uncertain, and he was very embarrassed. Come to think of it, Bing Bishu is kind to him, wouldn't this kind of practice be revenge.

At this moment, there was a buzzing sound, and the red-headed mosquitoes that flew over before turned back. Number Two chirped, "Why did they turn back again? Aren't they afraid of death?"

Twelve: "There is only one situation, and that is that they have encountered a natural enemy that is even more powerful than the King of Hundred Poisons. ”

Bing Bishu asked, "What could that be?"

In such a narrow place, those red-headed mosquitoes, as soon as they came into contact with the purple poisonous mist, immediately died. The Twelve Gods of War had seen its poison with their own eyes, and there was no need to doubt that this King of Hundred Poisons was worthy of his name.

Suddenly, someone said, "Look!"

The twelve people looked behind the buttocks of the red-headed mosquito in unison, and saw something that flashed with nine-colored light. As I got closer, I could see clearly through the reflection of the water that it was a scorpion, sticking to the cliff and walking around.

"This is, this, this ......" Number Two said for a long time, stuck.

No. 12 said: "This is the 'Nine-Colored Emperor Scorpion' of the King of a Thousand Poisons." ”

"It's dead, it's dead! This time the god of killing is playing big with us. "Road Three.

Those red-headed mosquitoes are constantly flying high, they are the same as the twelve gods of war, there is the king of a hundred poisons blocking the road in front of them, and the king of a thousand poisons is chasing after them, and the only thing is to fly up. Dozens of them have been poisoned by the purple poisonous mist, and have become the appetizers of the Heavenly Purple Clam, the king of all poisons.

Bing Bishu's mind was spinning rapidly, trying to figure out a way. Suddenly, I felt something get into my mouth and get stuck in my throat. Unable to lift it in one breath, Bing Bishu suddenly became dizzy and uncomfortable. Suddenly, I felt three palms in my back, and my body fell down uncontrollably.

On the way to fall, Bing Bishu struggled to turn over, just to see who secretly killed him, it was the long-planned No. 2, No. 3, and No. 4.

Bing Bi Shu lay flat on the mud like this, this mud was very viscous, Bing Bi Shu lay flat on it, the contact area was wide, so it did not sink immediately.

In fact, it was a red-headed mosquito with slightly less poisoning that flew into Bing Bishu's mouth before, scurrying everywhere and falling into Bing Bishu's mouth. It can be described as a flying disaster, and the surprise attack of No. 2 added to the disaster.

Unfortunately, that day, Zhu Zi Clam happened to see the red-headed mosquito burrowing into Bing Bishu's mouth, and at this time, Bing Bishu was stuck in the throat by the red-headed mosquito and was opening his big mouth. This was obviously a chance for the king of the hundred poisons, and the Heavenly Purple Clam jumped up, landed on Bing Bi Shu's face, and looked into Bing Bi Shu's mouth;

Bing Bishu didn't see what it was at all, and slapped it with his hand, the king of the hundred poisons was extremely elf, and another rise and fall also reached his mouth. The moment it fell in, Bing Bishu saw it clearly, and was shocked, thinking: "This time, I also got big, not only was I conspired against, but I also fell into the way of this stinky toad." ”

I felt that the king of all poisons was in his mouth, coming and going, and his mouth was full of sticky and silty, and finally went to his throat. Bing Bishu wanted to vomit but couldn't spit it out, he couldn't swallow it if he wanted to, the two things were stuck in his throat, his stomach was already nauseous, and he couldn't get his breath out, so he had never felt so uncomfortable in his life. The tears in Bing Bishu's eyes flowed out, thinking of his own wise life, but he was not planted here.

The Nine Colored Emperor Scorpion, the king of a thousand poisons, loves to feed on poison like this. This Heavenly Purple Clam, the King of Hundred Poisons, is the appetizer of the Emperor Scorpion.

The nine-colored emperor scorpion had wings and flew directly into Bing Bishu's mouth, and the emperor scorpion saw the purple clam in the sky, and it was stuck there, and it was overjoyed, and it was about to enjoy a big meal, but it was disgusted that the place was too small, and it was enough to meet its identity.

Swinging his tail, the stinger thrust upward.

Bing Bi Shu's painful tears, this nine-colored emperor scorpion, just pierced Bing Bi Shu's uvula, the uvula is extremely sensitive, usually, with other waves to make it, immediately feel nauseated. This thorn made the throat expand, and the three things fell into Bing Bishu's stomach together.

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