"Zhang Fan, I see how much medicine you have!"

Wu Yue said, and once again his mind moved, wanting to detonate the elixir peak's eldest disciple medicine money and second disciple medicine money.

Zhang Fan's nanometer watch had already measured the direction he wanted to detonate according to Wu Yue's brain waves.

The two of them stood far away.

Zhang Fan threw out two bottles of chemical venom.

Bang Bang –

The medicine money and medicine were already feeling that the poison in the body was about to explode.

The two broke out in a cold sweat.

But in the next moment, both of them were shrouded in a turquoise mist.

Then the feeling of being in danger of his life disappeared in an instant.

The two of them immediately shouted in surprise: "The poison is detoxified!" ”

"Great, the poison is detoxified!"

All along, Wu Yue, who was almost like facial paralysis, was so angry that his mouth was about to crook at this time.

He tried to detonate them at Elder Four, Five, and Six, but Elders Four, Five, and Six burst out with clouds of turquoise mist on their heads.

Wu became more and more angry.

Constantly trying to detonate the poisonous seeds in the bodies of those disciples around him.

But no matter whose poison he wanted to detonate, Zhang Fan would throw out a bottle of chemical venom.

In just such a short time, Zhang Fan threw out hundreds of bottles of chemical venom.

Everyone present saw that their eyes were wide.

"My grass, a bottle of high-grade venom with millions of energy stones, just throw it out casually?"

"After a while, hundreds of millions of energy stones have been thrown!"

"It's like treating venom as a cabbage!"

"No, even if it's cabbage, it won't be thrown like this!"

Wu Yue, who has always been like facial paralysis, can no longer be calm at this time.

I almost scolded my mother.

Nima!

This is a high-grade chemical venom, not 84 disinfectant.

Even if you are an alchemist, you can't take out a hundred bottles at once.

Throw it away and it's hundreds of bottles, and there's more!

In the midst of such resentment, Wu Yue thought viciously in his heart: There are more than 33,000 disciples here, and Lao Tzu doesn't believe that you can come up with 10,000 bottles of chemical venom.

At the same time, those disciples who had not detoxified each time they saw Zhang Fan throw out a bottle of chemical venom, not only did they not feel relieved, but they became even more worried.

The rare commodity of high-grade venom can take out hundreds of bottles, which shows that Zhang Fan is likely to be an alchemist.

But even if you are an alchemist, taking out hundreds of bottles at a time is already the limit.

Now for every bottle he takes, there is one less bottle, and the hope of the disciples behind him for detoxification is even smaller.

Naturally, they are more worried.

However, as it turned out, their fears were unfounded.

Zhang Fan's chemical venom is really like a person who doesn't want money, constantly throwing it out.

It's like a cluster of turquoise fireworks, constantly bursting in Yongshou Mountain.

200 bottles ...... 500 bottles ...... 1,000 bottles ......

Two thousand bottles...... 3,000 bottles...... 5,000 bottles......

Wu Yue was about to cry.

Nima, do you want to be so pitiful?

How can there be so much high-grade venom on a person!

Zhang Fan, Nima was sent by God to specifically restrain me!

If he knew that Zhang Fan had prepared a full 200,000 bottles of chemical venom in order to deal with him, he didn't know how to feel.

Those disciples saw that their eyes were wide one by one.

At first, they thought that Zhang Fan could take out a hundred bottles, which was already very amazing;

When Zhang Fan took out five hundred bottles, they all thought that Zhang Fan could not take out more.

However, when Zhang Fan took out a thousand bottles, they were completely convinced one by one.

A thousand bottles of high-grade venom are a billion power stones.

In this way, Zhang Fan alone is richer than the entire Changshengmen.

If you don't accept it, you can't do it.

As Zhang Fan kept throwing out the chemical venom, Wu Yue was desperate.

Nima, this is bullying.

Can you change the person to bully?

It's me every time.

Why is my life so miserable, when I meet you, this fateful star.

The reason why Zhang Fan didn't throw it all at once and get rid of everyone's poison was actually to hit Wu Yue little by little like this.

Destroy his self-confidence.

If you throw all of your brains out, you won't be able to achieve such an effect.

Finally, when Zhang Fan threw out more than 63,000 bottles of chemical venom and detoxified the toxins in the bodies of more than 20,000 disciples, Wu Yue gave up completely.

He can see that Zhang Fan may really have tens of thousands of bottles of chemical venom.

How could one person hold so much high-grade venom?

This damn pervert!

Wu Yue didn't try anymore, and turned around to escape.

The poison no longer worked, and after the poison of those elders and disciples was cured, they naturally supported Zhang Fan.

Even if he has the seal of the master, it won't work.

If he doesn't run away, will he stay and die?

However, Zhang Fan had long expected him to do this.

With a flash of figure, he teleported to the front of Wu Yue.

In his hands, a blue-white netherworld fire had been condensed.

Although Wu Yue's strength has improved extremely quickly in the past half a year, he has already reached the eighth level of the Martial King.

is three levels higher than Zhang Fan.

But Zhang Fan was almost born specifically for him.

is not afraid of his poison, and there is a ghostly fire that restrains his poisonous mist.

So he didn't dare to be tough with Zhang Fan at all.

It can only turn into a poisonous mist and flee outward.

Zhang Fan's figure flashed, and instantly turned into a hundred Zhang Fan, surrounding Wu Yue from top to bottom, in all directions.

Wu Yue was secretly frightened in his heart and wanted to escape, but there was no way to escape.

These hundred Zhang Fan, all holding the Netherworld Ghost Fire, flew towards Wu Yue in the center.

"Ah————h

In the blue-white dark green smoke, Wu Yue's long screams were heard.

Soon, under the baking of the Netherworld Fire, all the dark green mist disappeared.

Wu Yue's screams also disappeared.

Bang –

A large seal the size of a palm fell to the ground.

It is the seal of the master.

Zhang Fan's body walked over, and before he could come to him, he saw the big seal of the head flying straight towards Zhang Fan.

When he was about a meter away from Zhang Fan, he turned into a white light, enveloping Zhang Fan's body.

A moment later, all this light entered Zhang Fan's body.

The big seal of the head of the house, integrated with Zhang Fan!

At this moment, everyone no longer dared to doubt.

All the disciples, including the six elders, all bowed their heads and clenched their fists, and said to Zhang Fan in unison, "Master! ”

Zhang Fan nodded, jumped into the air, and came into the air.

Then he threw out 50,000 bottles of chemical venom.

These 50,000 bottles of chemical venom exploded in the air, turning into a turquoise mist that enveloped the entire Yongshou Mountain.

He knew that with Wu Yue's style of acting, he would not just leave poison seeds in these people's bodies.

It is very likely that in various places in Yongshou Mountain, there are poisonous species.

So he directly spent 50,000 bottles of chemical venom to detoxify Yongshou Mountain.

Such a generous gesture opened the eyes of the Immortal Sect disciples again.

Such a big deal has probably never appeared in the entire history of Changshengmen.

Zhang Fan detoxified them and was the chosen one.

Now it's so big again.

This made all the disciples of the Immortal Sect convinced.

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