What the hell is this worm that is so hard, all dead and only the shell is so difficult to destroy. If this kind of insect is still alive, it must be very difficult, and if it can bite people, the power is unimaginable, Ying Xiang is secretly frightened.

Knowing the extraordinaryness of the golden beetle, Ying Xiang probably had the bottom in his heart, and once again increased his strength nearly tenfold. With a huge force of nearly 100,000 catties, it is very terrifying to think about.

Shen Han and Liao Laojiu, who were also in the store, both felt that the ground under their feet shook violently, and they both subconsciously looked towards Yingxiang, very puzzled: How can the medicine be smashed to make such a big movement?

Ying Xiang lowered his head and looked at the mortar again, hey, nearly 100,000 huge forces have almost reached the limit of force. The golden beetle's hard shell was finally incomplete, and it looked like it had been torn apart.

Ying Xiang was very happy, so he held back his strength and continued to pound it, and soon the golden beetle was broken more completely.

"By the way, do you want lumpy or slag or powder?" Ying Xiang suddenly stopped the movement in his hand, scratched his head and asked Hong Susu.

In view of the fact that Yingxiang was once caught by Liang Xiaomei and pounded with medicine, he is very experienced. I know that the degree of grinding of different medicinal materials is different, and this is related to the play of medicinal effects, and I can't be sloppy at all. These golden beetles should look more valuable, and Ying Xiang was afraid that he would spoil the medicinal herbs, so he asked specifically.

Hong Susu, who was on the side, was preparing medicine in an orderly manner, but when he heard Ying Xiang's question, the corners of his mouth twitched. This guy is such a freak, and he actually succeeded.

Where did he get such great strength? Could it be that the appearance of the demon clan is just a disguise, and there is actually a humanoid beast living inside? Leave him by his side, and someone will be contracted to make medicine in the future.

Hong Susu tried hard to maintain his composure, and said lightly: "Of course, it is ground into powder, the finer the better." ”

"Well, got it. Ying Xiang agreed in a low voice, and continued to pound hard.

At this time, the girl's dispensing of medicine had also reached the last critical moment, and the medicine to treat Liao Laojiu's son required a perfect mixture of thirteen strange poisons.

The transparent glass bottle in her hand contained a pitch-black ink-like liquid, a mixture of the venom spit out by the nine poisonous insects before, and the four poisons added at the end were especially difficult.

Hong Susu took a deep breath, her face more serious and calm than ever. She placed the bottle containing the nine mixed toxins on a special shelf, then placed her left hand on the bottom of the bottle, and a gray flame appeared to slowly heat the liquid in the bottle.

When the gray flame appeared, Ying Xiang looked at it in a daze, this kind of flame he had seen before, this was real fire. In the past, the patriarch's grandfather used real fire when he smelted the hated iron to make arrowheads, and now seeing it again makes Yingxiang feel very familiar and friendly.

The pitch-black liquid in the bottle is heated, emitting an unpleasant odor, while bubbles continue to tumble out of the bottom of the bottle and then break. Paying attention to the fire, the girl kept an eye on the situation in the bottle, and slowly added a powder to it.

There was a screeching sound, and the originally calm pot suddenly boiled wildly, but the girl did not hurry to reduce the intensity of the real fire in the palm of her left hand, and took a dark stick in her right hand and kept stirring it in the bottle.

After a while, the girl took out another box, and when she opened it, there was a large red centipede as long as a palm, and it was said that the red color was not very good, and it should be said that it was bloody.

This blood-colored centipede is very good-looking, with a blood-colored and shiny shell, and two long tentacles swinging one by one to look very majestic. In particular, the dense and countless pairs of feet made people's scalp tingle.

Hong Susu reached into the box, and the plain white palm was in stark contrast to the blood-colored centipede. It would be terrible if such a plain white and delicate little hand was bitten by a centipede! Everyone present inevitably had this kind of worry.

But everyone's worries are obviously unnecessary, and the descendants of the Poison King Valley play with poison, which is as natural as normal people eating and drinking.

The blood-colored centipede did not attack the girl, but crawled smartly on Hong Susu's palm. The centipede is a ferocious poisonous insect by nature, but at this time it is as docile as a little sheep.

"Little girl, spit out some venom. Hong Susu whispered softly to the blood-colored centipede in his hand, and aimed the centipede's head at the mouth of the bottle.

The blood-colored centipede seemed to be able to understand human speech, and spat a mouthful of red liquid into the mouth of the bottle, and suddenly the originally black liquid in the bottle turned dark red.

"Little obedient is lazy again, isn't it? Hong Susu's gentle words seemed to be coaxing a child, but the object was still the centipede, anyway, no matter how you look at this picture, it is a little weird.

The blood-colored centipede slowly raised its head, and somewhat reluctantly spat another mouthful of venom into the mouth of the bottle. After spitting out this mouthful of venom, the blood-colored centipede was obviously a lot weaker, and crawled on Hong Susu's palm in a sluggish manner, without the appearance of his previous spirit at all, as if it had hurt his vitality.

"Little girl, I've worked hard for you, I'll take you to a big dinner tonight. Hong Susu distressedly put the blood-colored centipede back into the wooden box, and did not forget to touch the blood-colored centipede's red head before closing the box.

At this time, the bottle had been mixed with eleven kinds of highly poisonous, and the dark red liquid was boiling slightly. Hong Susu suddenly withdrew the true fire in his left hand and took a deep breath: There are still the last two left.

The last two kinds of poison are somewhat special, with one ice and one fire, and they are mutually reinforcing. Two equal amounts of poison need to be added at the same time, so that the two attributes of ice and fire cancel each other out and only the useful medicinal properties remain.

If you add a little more in the process of adding one, it may cause the risk of the fryer. The fryer is not as simple as being scalded, the mixed venom in the bottle is very corrosive, even if it is just a drop, it will quickly corrode to the bone.

The most critical point of adding the last two toxins is that they can only be added slowly, which requires the two toxins to be poured at the same speed, and if the speed is different, there is only one result - the fryer.

If it's really fried, the girl has a special defensive magic weapon on her body to protect herself from harm, but the others will be miserable. Whether it is Yingxiang Shen Han or the middle-aged people of the Yellow Rank cultivation, none of them can be spared.

Hong Susu's face was serious, this time the dispensing was indeed very difficult, she had indeed not dispensed this kind of medicine before. In fact, even the use of real fire, she has only just become familiar with it.

After all, she is still young and her cultivation is destined to be too high, and at the age of sixteen and a half, she has just broken through the gray level for a month, and this is already considered to be an outstanding talent. Xiuwei had just broken through the gray level for a month, which meant that it would only take her a month to learn to use true fire.

But since Hong Susu dared to do this, he was also confident in his heart. After all, she thought that she was a genius girl, and her talent in refining medicine and studying toxicology was even more demonic, ten hundred times better than her talent in cultivation.

It's a trivial matter, but it can't be difficult for her.