"What, the Five Poisons?"

The other people in the box had already seen the five poisons entrenched in the air, and when they heard the words of the Xuanyu Dao Chief, they couldn't help but change color.

The head-lowering technique, which originally came from the southwest of our country, is a branch of witchcraft.

Later, due to some special reasons, witchcraft gradually declined, and when it was transmitted to Southeast Asia, it was widely spread, branched out, and branched into countless branches.

Typical inside the wall flowers outside the wall fragrant!

But one thing will not change, that is, the root of the head-lowering technique, which is the witchcraft in the southwest of our country.

The people in the box are all natives of Yunnan Province, although most of them are ordinary people, but they have also heard of the head lowering technique. Otherwise, Feng Xueming would not have known that his son had been subjected to a head-lowering operation from the beginning!

It is rumored that the Five Poisons Descent is the source of the head lowering technique, known as the ancestor of ten thousand descendants! The subsequent head-lowering techniques were all derived from it.

Centipedes, snakes, toads, scorpions, geckos, these five seemingly ordinary poisons, very ordinary. However, the poisonous insects that can be used as the five poisons are all killed from thousands of people of the same kind.

The five poisonous descents composed of these poisonous insects are so powerful that they are even more terrifying than the blood devouring descent!

"Oops! I'm afraid Lu Zhenren is in trouble now! ”

Xuanyu Dao Chang said with an ugly face.

When Feng Xueming and his wife heard the words "Five Poisons Descending", their bodies went limp, and they almost sat down on the ground, their faces full of despair.

"Hiss~"

At this moment, the five poisons suspended in the air, as if they had discovered Lu Zheng's intentions, let out a silent roar, and rushed towards Lu Zheng.

"Hmph~!"

Lu Zheng let out a heavy cold snort from his mouth, his right hand pressed on Feng Liang's chest and did not move, and his left hand pinched out a magic trick.

Suddenly, a one-foot-long fire dragon appeared out of thin air, rotating around Lu Zheng, like a sharp arrow, piercing through the five poisonous insects.

Burst~!

The five poisons made of black smoke burned in an instant and turned into a cloud of ashes.

"Ah......h

At the same time, Weng Qian, who was thousands of miles away, let out a terrible scream, raised his head and spewed out a mouthful of black blood, and the whole person fell to the ground.

"My Five Poisons have been cracked? How is this possible? ”

Weng Qian screamed silently, and dense beads of blood oozed out of his pores, covering his whole body like dewdrops.

In just an instant, Weng Qian had already turned into a bloody man!

"Come out for me!"

Lu Zheng shouted violently, and his right hand pushed at Feng Liang's chest like a massage.

Immediately, the black silk thread attached to Feng Liang's body began to shrink, and finally turned into a black ball, which flew out of Feng Liang's mouth and turned into a black thick phlegm the size of a walnut.

In the center of this black ball, there is a blood-red blood, like a pomegranate seed, which is extremely conspicuous.

Suddenly, the whole box was filled with a foul smell like rotten eggs.

Snort!

Lu Zheng flicked his fingers and popped out a spark again, wrapping the black thick phlegm.

"Ah......h

In the dark room, Weng Gan let out a terrible scream, and his body was like a dying python, constantly rolling and twisting on the ground.

On its body, there is also a raging flame, which cannot be extinguished no matter how hard it hits.

This flame, as if it came out of Weng Gan's body, did not burn Weng Gan's clothes, and even his skin was not harmed in the slightest.

However, Weng Qian felt as if he was being burned by the flames from hell, and while screaming, his body was like a balloon that had been deflated, shriveling down at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In just a few breaths, the flesh and blood under Weng Gan's skin disappeared, and the whole person looked like a dried corpse.

"Alright, he's fine!"

Lu Zheng withdrew his hand and said to Feng Xueming.

"Thank you, Mr. Lu, thank you, Mr. Lu." Feng Xueming hurriedly rushed up, and sure enough, he saw that his son had woken up, and his eyes had returned to normal, so he hurriedly thanked him.

At this time, the thick phlegm of the void had been scorched by the flames, leaving only the blood bead, which was still wrapped in flames.

Lu Zheng stretched out his hand, and the blood bead flew over, and with a bang, it turned into a cloud of blood mist, and then gathered together to form a blood-colored mirror the size of a human face.

On the other side of the mirror, it seems to be connected to some unknown space.

Through this mirror, everyone saw the old man lying on the ground.

At the same time, the old man also saw Lu Zheng and the others in the box.

"How is this possible?"

When he saw the little boy lying on the table, the old man was shocked and let out an exclamation of disbelief.

Everyone in the box was equally dumbfounded, and the expressions on their faces were like ghosts.

"He's the one who descends the head, but what you call Monro?" Lu Zheng turned his head to look at Feng Wuye and the others.

Lu ...... Mr. Lu, he's not Monro! Feng Wuye shook his head and said.

"Then there's no need to keep him!"

Lu Zheng said indifferently in his voice.

Doing this to an innocent child, this person's character can be imagined.

"Don't! My brother is ......"

When Weng Qian heard Lu Zheng's words, he immediately hurriedly said loudly.

Syllable!

Without waiting for him to finish, Lu Zheng snapped his fingers lightly.

The flames burning on Weng Gan's body were as if a barrel of gasoline had been poured on them, and they burned up in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, they burned Weng Gan to ashes.

In its place, only a charred humanoid imprint remained.

In the box, everyone saw a tingling scalp and goosebumps.

Everyone is also a person with status, and it is not that they have not been in contact with martial artists before, and even, in their respective families, there are martial artists.

Although the realm of these martial artists is not high, most of them are yellow level, or Xuan level, but they have always crossed the threshold of martial artists.

But they never thought that the warrior would have such great power!

Thousands of miles away, you can see the scene thousands of miles away. It can even kill the other party with a snap of your fingers!

It's the legendary immortal means, I'm afraid it's nothing more than that.

……

Half an hour later, everyone changed boxes.

At this time, except for Lu Zheng and Xuanyu Dao Chang, there was no one in the box.

Because the next thing to talk about involves the secrets of the six major families in Lecheng, and the auction of jade wool is about to start. Nie Haoyu and Luo Cheng did not go together, but went to the wool area to prepare for the auction.

Feng Xueming's son was also taken away by Feng Xueming's wife.

The crowd re-seated.

Lu Zheng sat on the main seat without any surprise.

"Tell me, what do you have to say about inviting me here? In a moment, I'll have to pick wool. Lu Zheng asked.

"Mr. Lu, as long as you say a word, you can choose the wool of our Feng family." Feng Xueming immediately stood up and patted his chest.

"Yes! Mr. Lu, you're slapping us in the face! With us, where do you still need to choose wool. Our six wool materials are up to you. Fifth Master Feng also hurriedly echoed, with a humble face.

Several other heads of families also followed suit.

Hearing this, Lu Zheng couldn't help but show a playful look on his face, and looked at everyone: "I need a lot of jadeite." Are you really willing to let me pick and choose? ”

Hearing Lu Zheng's words, everyone's faces tightened, and a bad feeling suddenly rose in their hearts.

It seems that they haven't asked how much jade Lu Zheng needs.