Chapter 182: Poison Human Race

"Desert Mandala?!"

Ye Weiyang's bright eyes blinked quietly, fluctuating slightly, and his gaze fell on the red demonic flower. The flying dust and sand stirred her black dress, revealing pink and white crane legs, slim and graceful.

The red petals are plump and plump, exuding a rich flush, as if the scorching flames are burning. The stems are dark in color, with black stingers on them.

"What? Is that strange flower rare?"

Ye Yi frowned, and couldn't help but be curious, it was rare for Ye Weiyang to react like this. Ye Weiyang nodded his head, turned his gaze away, and said solemnly,

"Your sister's Taiyin Cold Poison is exactly what you need to be a Fire Mandala Essence Blood, but this Desert Mandala Essence Blood can also be used as a substitute. It's just that this desert mandala is extremely poisonous, and it is difficult to refine. ”

The five-flavor medicine is too rare, but unexpectedly, this western wilderness actually encountered a mandala. This desert mandala is precious, and its essence and blood are sacred objects that strengthen the seal. However, it is extremely poisonous, as long as it is scratched by its stinger, even if the powerhouse of the True Yuan Realm is immortal, it will be crippled.

When Ye Yi heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, as if the stars were flickering, and he didn't know what he was thinking. Qingfu stared wide-eyed, salivating, eager to swallow the mandala raw.

"Hand over the mandala!"

The six coffins pierced through the thick yellow sand and were suspended in the void. On the black coffin, there are ghost-faced runes inscribed, and the whole body exudes a dark green light, and it is evil.

"No wonder he dared to stir up turmoil in the Human Emperor City, it turned out to be a disciple of the Ghost King Sect. ”

The sandcastle exploded, leading countless people to see the battle. When they saw the ghost coffin, those people immediately avoided it and did not dare to approach.

"It's just that I don't know who offended the Ghost King Sect, and he really ate the bear's heart and leopard's gall. ”

The Ghost King Sect is a well-deserved overlord-level force in the Four Domains, and few people dare to break ground on Tai Sui's head. In addition, this sect is insidious and domineering, and its notoriety is far and wide, which makes people talk about it. Therefore, with such a movement, even the Emperor of the Western Wilderness did not dare to stop it.

Everyone was curious, and then their eyes fell on the black-robed man holding a mandala. The man was dressed in a wide robe, which covered his face, and he could only faintly glimpse the pale face.

"The Ghost King Sect's domineering and shameless is really worthy of its reputation!"

The black-robed man coughed up a mouthful of blood, his eyes were sharp, and he said coldly and sarcastically. After listening to it, everyone didn't understand, it must be that the Ghost King Sect saw the strange treasure and coveted it, so he overbearingly plundered it.

"Hmph!

A hoarse voice peeked through the coffin, as if annoyed and angry. Immediately, the five figures broke open the lid of the coffin and stood in the sky.

The five men were white and bloodless, and they looked extremely evil. The withered face was inlaid with blue pupils, like a ghost floating in the void.

"Ghost Scythe!"

One of the ghosts suddenly raised his head, and a black scythe condensed from his palm and slashed at the head of the black-robed man.

The black blade broke through the sand, set off a tornado, and took his life.

"Viper King!"

The figure of the black-robed man flashed, and he quickly pinched the spell. Behind it, a venomous snake several feet long condensed.

Hiss!

The serpent roared, its mouth spitting out a strong, corrosive poisonous gas that devoured the blade. Seeing the situation, the black-robed man slapped his palm towards the sand again, and shouted,

"Emperor Scorpion"

Rumble!

The desert exploded, and a black scorpion several feet in size emerged from the sand. It's just that this poisonous scorpion is not an imaginary body, but a real poisonous beast.

"He's ...... Poison Human!"

The black-robed man made a decisive move, and his move was fatal. However, the poisonous scorpion swept out of the sandy bottom, causing a burst of exclamations.

The Poison Human Race is a powerful force in this region of the Western Wilderness, and it is as famous as the Imperial City of the Western Wilderness. However, the poisonous human clan lives in a shallow way, and its reputation is not as loud as that of the human emperor. Only a few people know that this clan is proficient in the way of resisting poison, which is extremely terrifying.

However, although the Poison Human Clan is powerful, compared to the Ghost King Sect, it is like a cloud and mud. The Ghost King Sect is a real behemoth.

"It turned out to be a poisonous human race, no wonder it's so tricky......"

The five disciples of the Ghost King Sect were slightly surprised, pondered, and said in an evil spirit,

"Leave the mandala, I can let you live......"

After all, this is the ancient land of the Western Wilderness, and the poisonous people are so powerful that they don't dare to slaughter their people easily. However, the mandala is bound to be grabbed.

"Hmph, if I hadn't been seriously injured picking up the mandala, I'm afraid you would have been a corpse!"

The black-robed man laughed, obviously not afraid of the five Ghost King Sect disciples. However, the situation is not good for him now.

Shout!

The sharp hook of the poisonous scorpion stabbed out, marking a black mark. The five members of the Ghost King Sect glanced at each other and quickly urged the coffin to kill.

Boom!

Another sand castle was blown up and impaled by poison hooks. However, under the siege of the five people, the black-robed man obviously fell sharply into disadvantage.

Poof!

A disciple of the Ghost King Sect took the opportunity to sneak attack, the ghost sickle in his hand was wiped, blood sprayed, the black-robed man snorted, and retreated into the sand, and the mandala came out.

However, the five people showed a look of joy, and when they were about to urge Yuan Li to bring the strange flower over, a petite body burst out and grabbed the mandala.

"Haha, I got it!"

Qingfu giggled, and she swallowed, revealing her feet. Ye Yi secretly said that something was wrong, and the thunder wings behind him waved, blocking in front of Qingfu.

"Who are you, you actually dare to rob our Ghost King Sect!"

The faces of the five people changed, and they were furious. They didn't expect that someone would dare to snatch the treasure right under their noses. Ye Yi was also dumbfounded, he was thinking about how to make a move, but unexpectedly, this girl made a preemptive strike and snatched the mandala in front of the Ghost King Sect.

"Giggles, it's funny, you can grab it, why can't we rob it?!"

The blue bird floated over, swinging its delicate body and arrogant posture. The little mouth pursed out, revealing sarcasm. This kind of thing that adds fuel to the fire is indispensable to her.

After that, the blue bird and the green cocoon glanced at each other slyly, looking ghostly. The bluebird pulled out a feather and exhaled softly, and a turquoise sword appeared in his hand.

"Let my aunt teach you a lesson!"

Shout!

The bluebird swung its sword, and its body jumped out lightly, like a green streamer. Qingfu also couldn't wait, and immediately geared up and killed the past.

Ye Yi took a deep breath, and he couldn't let them come around, so he immediately urged the talisman array to imprison the three disciples of the Ghost King Sect.

Cluck~

Qingfu's fist is domineering, and the pink fist seems to contain violent power. As soon as she punched out, she was about to blast the coffin, causing the children of the Ghost King Sect to flee.

The blue bird is also extraordinary, and the three-foot green blade burst out with a sharp edge, poking several blood holes in its body.

"That's ...... Medicine Girl!"

Everyone's pupils widened, frightened. The one who dared to break ground on the head of the Ghost King Sect was indeed this murderous girl. Qingfu was unmoved, she was wrapped in a dark green light, and that strange fluctuation of Yuan Force exuded a dangerous aura.

"The inner disciples of the Ghost King Sect have not yet arrived in the Western Wilderness, otherwise I am afraid that there will be a big chaos here!"

Everyone shook their heads with serious expressions. The Ghost King Sect has always been eager to report on this matter, and this matter will definitely not be resigned.

Ye Yi clasped his hands, hooked the runes with his fingertips, and suppressed the three Ghost King Sect disciples step by step. These five people should be disciples who collect intelligence, but they only have the strength of the middle stage of the Yuan Realm.

Boom!

With a blast, the sand scattered, and the five figures lay on the sand like dead dogs, dying.

However, on the side, the blue bird and the green cocoon obviously haven't had enough. The two whispered, and then stabbed the mandala in their hands towards the disciple of the Ghost King Sect.

"Ahh

"Don't!

The faces of the five changed drastically, and they were terrified. However, the two men were so cruel that they stabbed them into a sieve before they stopped.

Everyone was stunned, and they were all frightened. is worthy of being a murderous figure who makes the five major forces helpless, and it really lives up to his reputation.

As for the few people from the Ghost King Sect, they just screamed for a moment and then died violently. The desert mandala is extremely poisonous.

"Cut, it's really unbeaten. ”

Qingfu pursed her lips and said fiercely. Ye Yi on the side didn't have time to stop it, and the five people in front of him were already dead, so he could only stare angrily.

This cruel girl is really the one who causes trouble.

"Thank you for saving ......"

The black-robed man got up and thanked Ye Yi and the others. However, his voice was extremely cold, and his grim gaze still fell on the mandala.

However, before Ye Yi could respond, an angry voice suddenly echoed in the sky above the desert, causing a sandflow riot.

"Who dares to kill my Ghost King Sect disciple!"

Everyone raised their heads lightly, and saw the ancient coffins slowly descending, but their eyes froze for a moment.

"It's the inner disciple of the Ghost King Sect who is here!"

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