Volume 3: Dongheng Chen Zhou Chapter 403: The Encounter of Ten Thousand Mortals

Woodland Township.

In broad daylight, the black gas is swirling, the heaven and the earth have lost their original light, and the brilliance of the sun and moon has also been blocked by the boundless evil energy, here, there is no difference between day and night, and the darkness will always occupy this land!

As a forbidden place of death, the town of Woodland is very quiet, and the silence makes people feel terrifying!

Wan Ming stood in the distance, staring at the forest town below, his eyes full of complexity. After hesitating for a long time, he sighed slightly, and turned into an evil wind and rushed in.

The surrounding dark evil qi encountered outsiders and frantically attacked, but when it encountered the same black qi emerging from Wan Ming's body, it swished and automatically dodged. The dark dragon qi is the same as the dark evil qi here, both represent endless evil, but the dragon qi is a little purer.

If an ordinary person rushes into this place of death, after a distance of dozens of zhang, he will be infused with evil qi and die alive.

As the sect master of the Earth Netherworld Sect, Wan Ming has surpassed in strength, and has a dark dragon qi, so he doesn't take the evil qi here seriously at all, and his speed is sometimes fast and sometimes slow, and he goes deeper and deeper little by little.

"You're here!"

A cold voice sounded from the ground, and next to the table made of stone grinding, an old man looked at Wan Ming in the sky with a smile and said. There was a slight bitterness in his laughter, just like the tea on the table, it was fragrant when brewed, but when he drank it, the bitter taste was endless!

Wan Ming obviously didn't expect this person to wait for him here, so he fell lightly and sat down on the opposite side of the table.

The old man stretched out his withered fingers, picked up the black teapot with an expressionless face, filled the empty cup in front of Wan Ming, and then, under Wan Ming's gaze, also filled the teacup in front of him.

"You already knew I was coming?" Wan Ming said motionlessly, looking at the teacup in front of him.

"If you've been here for the first time, you'll come a second time. Nothing strange!" the old man picked up the teacup in front of the table, blew on the hot air from his mouth, and drank slowly.

"It's rare that you can sit down and drink tea with me calmly!" Wan Ming smiled, picked up the teacup, drank it all, and after putting it down, he said coldly: "This tea is very ordinary!"

"Naturally, these coarse teas can't enter the eyes of the sect master of the Earth Netherworld, but in this kind of dead place, it is already quite good to be able to drink tea, be content!" The old man picked up the teacup again and tasted it sizzlingly.

The tea leaves in the cup are not the usual green, but black, and from time to time there is a trace of black gas coming out. These many black gases are all a small trace, and for the two people in front of them, they can't cause any big damage at all. Forest Town is a hundred miles in circumference, all of which have been eroded by evil qi, except for this kind of bitter tea, which can survive for one or two, most of them have been corroded to death.

"My life is short, before I die, I ask you, do you really plan to let that demon out?" said the old man, the teacup stopped, and his eyes glowed.

"This is my only hope for advancing to the Poison Emperor!" After Wan Ming finished speaking, he saw a contemptuous expression on the old man's face, and slowly stood up, uncovering his clothes, his chest was full of purple and cyan poisonous spots, one by one. These poisonous spots, some of which are very large, some of which are very small, are flickering, and the poisonous gas is constantly developing around, covering several important points in the chest.

These poisons are quite sharp, and as soon as the poisonous gas comes out, just a little bit will corrode the surrounding evil qi. The poisonous color looks very beautiful, but the vicious ruthlessness can only be felt by Wan Ming alone!

"Qingyan is highly poisonous!" The old man was startled when he saw the large poisonous spots on Wan Ming's body, and he stood up all of a sudden, dumbfounded.

"Surprised, right?" Wan Ming got dressed, looked at the old man in front of him and said coldly, although his voice was cold, there was an inexplicable vicissitudes in his tone!

"How can you have a young poison on your body, isn't this the most ferocious poison in the Wan family?" The old man still couldn't accept the reality, his face was gloomy, and there was a little pain on his face.

Qingyan is a peerless poison that is extracted from the moss and green grass, and then refined by a special secret method. Those who are poisoned by this poison will not die for a while, it will corrode people's life and vitality, and the light will be lost, and the skin of the body will produce cyan poisonous spots, and it will be better to die under the severe poison every day, and it will slowly become poisonous water!

And the moss and green grass are poisons that can only be grown by thousands of families, and if you eat a little by mistake, you will lose your life. It is said that there are eleven kinds of moss and green grass, each of which can kill people, and the Qingyan made from them together is even more ferocious and vicious than strange poison, once poisoned, there is no cure!

This poison can only be used by the head of the family, and it is only used to deal with fierce enemies or traitors who have fallen into a land of no return. The casting process is quite troublesome, with the blood of the young master of the Wan family as a guide, plus the assistance of the divine soul of the wood attribute poison refiner, supplemented by the secret method, it can be effective. Once there is a bad pool in the middle, the life of the young master of the Wan family is very likely to be lost, and it is not good that the soul of the wood attribute refiner will be crippled, in short, this poison is rarely used by the Wan family!

"This Qingyan was given to me by the people of the Wan family, and this is also the last 'gift' they gave me. Wan Ming sat down again, stared at the old man with a painful face, and said lightly.

This old man is none other than Chen Xuanbei, who guards Linyu Town.

"How did you come here all these years, and how did you become the sect master of the Earth Netherworld?" Chen Xuanbei has a good understanding of Qingyan's poison, once he invades his body, he is basically doomed, and there is rarely a way to get rid of it. There was bitterness in his tone, and it was sad that his former close friend had fallen to such a point.

"On the same day, I was thrown out by Wan Jia's broken meridians, and I was still poisoned by Qingyan. They threw me into a valley and a mountain stream, where the bones were piled up, stenching and lifeless. The cultivation on my body was abolished, and my body was riddled with poison, and I thought that my life was short, and I crawled and crawled in the mountains with weak limbs, struggling before I died. Wan Ming was a little excited when he said this, paused, and continued: "However, I am not willing to die like this. Over the course of a month, I had eaten all the poisonous beast carcasses that I could eat, and I still can't forget the smell of blood and blood. Maybe it's because God has mercy on me, this notorious valley and mountain stream is actually a forbidden place abandoned by the Black Pylorus, and there are many demons buried deep underground!"

"Could it be... You grew up by absorbing the evil qi of these demon bones?" Chen Xuanbei asked in surprise.

"Is there any other way for me to do this? Of course, if I only absorb the evil energy of those dead bodies, it will not be enough to make me grow to the point where I am now. In that abandoned mountain, I found a keel of the Dark Evil Dragon, and relied on that keel to repair the meridians again, and then embark on the path of poison cultivation. I was lucky enough to absorb the Dark Dragon Qi from the dragon bone and re-cultivate to the Half-Emperor realm!" Wan Ming said coldly.

"But why do you still want to fight the evil devil here?" asked Chen Xuanbei.

"Although the dark dragon qi is powerful, it is not a poisonous gas that humans should cultivate after all, I devoured some snake python qi to be able to control it. My cultivation has been abolished before, which means that I can't advance to the Poison Emperor. Similarly, dragon qi can only inhibit Qingyan poison, but cannot expel it. ”

"So, you want to devour the soul of the evil demon here and use this power to break through the Poison Emperor?" Chen Xuanbei guessed.

"As far as I know, as long as you can advance to the Poison Emperor realm, you will get a chance to reshape your poison body. Only in this way can I completely get rid of the Qingyan poison. Wan Ming didn't hide it and said what he thought.

"Wanjia was destroyed later, did you do it?" Chen Xuanbei looked at the familiar face in front of him and asked.

"After I was expelled from the family, my relatives were tortured to death by these thieves. Wan Wan treats me like this, I naturally won't leave a single living mouth, the whole family, from the old to the young, all of them were killed by me!" Wan Ming shook his palm and said with a smile very easily.

"Alas!" Chen Xuanbei sighed, feeling sorry for the top and bottom of the family.

The two fell silent, and neither spoke again.

After a long time, Chen Xuanbei stood up and broke the silence and said: "The Tao is not the same, and it is my duty to guard the evil spirits, alas, as long as you promise me, there will be less killing in the future, and I will not interfere in the affairs of the evil demons!

After finishing speaking, he didn't stay any longer, and after flying out a few feet, he left the last sentence: "As for whether you can snatch the Molongding from which junior, it depends on your creation!"

Wan Ming looked at the sky and was silent for a long time.

After a long, long time, a shadow appeared here, and the evil aura was not much less than that on Wan Ming's body, it was Chen Aofu, the right envoy of the ghost.

"Sect Master, the matter of Qingyan's poison, you made it up so realistically, your subordinates almost believed it!" "The right envoy of the ghost stepped forward and saluted, and said triumphantly.

"Make it up, do you think this emperor is so boring?" Wan Ming sneered, and asked coldly, "How is the matter entrusted to you?"

The right envoy of the ghost touched the wall once, but he didn't care, and said cautiously: "Zhen Haiyuan, the matter of the trapped Zhongxuan Mo family has been quietly released." At the same time, Zhen Haiyuan has also strengthened his defensive forces, as long as Gu Qing dares to come, let him go and have no return!"

After hearing this, Wan Ming scolded: "Idiot! Who told you to strengthen your guard? That kid is very treacherous, will he be so easy to be fooled?" Notify it, Zhen Haiyuan relaxed his vigilance, and I will remove all the people who should be bullshit, it is best to let Gu Qing take the people of the Mo family away smoothly!"

The ghost envoy was stunned in the distance, a little unintelligible.

Wan Ming said slowly: "Looking at the problem from another angle, if it is a little difficult to snatch the Mo Dragon Ding from Gu Qing, you might as well snatch it from the people of the Mo family." ”

The right envoy of the ghost gave a loud thumbs up, and stood silently aside, no longer moving.

Wan Ming said again: "You go!"

The right envoy of the ghost left for a long time, and another figure appeared, saluting to Wan Ming, "Sect Master, you summoned me?"

Wan Ming looked at the left envoy in front of him and said, "I haven't always believed in the right envoy of the ghost. You inform me, if the thirty-six families do not declare war on our Earth Netherworld Sect within ten days after getting the Mo family trapped, then we will start to do it, take the initiative to launch a big war, and when we get the Mo Long Ding, we will annihilate them one by one!"

The envoy of the underworld gave a sigh of grace and led the order to leave.