The sweet potato old man who was about to reach out to get the lotus pod of the night charm golden lotus couldn't help but pause slightly, and froze there.

Zheng Xian stood behind the old man with a sweet potato, feeling that his face was burning hot, this old man with a sweet potato was too easy to bully, but the situation was stronger than people, people were under the low eaves, it depended on whether the old man with sweet potatoes bowed his head or not.

After seeing the sweet potato old man hesitate for a moment, he bent down, squatted on the ground, and grabbed one of the fullest lotus canopies, the old face was not red or jumping, and his mouth thanked him again and again, and the faceless appearance left a deep impression on Zheng Xian, but it was also the appearance of the sweet potato old man, which made Zheng Xian's jealousy of the sweet potato old man increase countless times, Zheng Xian watched the sweet potato old man pick up the lotus pod, and inexplicably remembered what the sweet potato old man said before, he said that tomorrow he will be able to find the night charm golden lotus, and the sweet potato old man got up this morning not early or late, just before the arrival of the Thirteen Shadow Ride, if it is a coincidence, it is not impossible, but if it is a coincidence, Zheng Xian always feels that he does not believe it.

This sweet potato old man has always given Zheng Xian a feeling of speculation, but he can't tell where it is!

The old man of the sweet potato thanked him again and again, turned his head, glanced at Zheng Xian and the swordfish, and was about to withdraw from this poisonous palace.

At this time, the Great Sage of Cannibal spoke again: "Great Dao Hermit, you can leave by yourself, these two mortals have some secrets, this saint is very interested, and there are some things to ask them." ”

The sweet potato old man frowned slightly, and Zheng Xian and the knife fish gasped.

What does that mean?

Zheng Xianhe Daoyu originally thought that they were just supporting roles, but with the sweet potato old man being caught, they didn't expect that the real target of this cannibal sage turned out to be them?

The sweet potato old man hurriedly turned around, wanting to say something, but the smiling guy who had been standing next to him suddenly reached out and pinched the shoulder of the sweet potato old man, and threw it violently, as if throwing away a market deflated three, and threw the sweet potato old man straight out of the palace, across the main hall, out of the palace, and was thrown out of the poisonous mountain in an instant.

Zheng Xian and Daoyu saw this scene, as if they were facing a great enemy, standing back to back in the main hall, although the festivals between the two were not small, but in the face of the major events of life and death, these festivals could be completely left behind for the time being, and left for later to solve.

However, Zheng Xian and Daoyu knew very well that even if there were ten of them at this moment, no, a hundred of them would probably not be able to escape.

There was no need to do anything at all, there was an eerie chill from the cannibalistic tombstone, Zheng Xian and the swordfish were eroded by this cold, and they lost all resistance in an instant, prostrate on the ground, exuding a cold air all over their bodies, Zheng Xian felt that he was soaked by this force from the inside out.

Sure enough, there was a light sigh from the tombstone, and the voice of the cannibal sage came: "You can really hide your cultivation so deeply, even this saint was almost deceived by you, your heaven and earth bridge is hidden in the vertebrae, instead of climbing on the vertebrae, no wonder the qi is restrained, the leakage is very rare, rare, rare, what adventures have you had?"

Of course, Zheng Xian would not say that his cultivation was obtained from the cook, but Zheng Xian didn't say it, and the cannibal sage actually spoke: "It turns out that this is not your own cultivation, but someone else made a wedding dress for you and gave you a body of cultivation, but just like this, it is impossible to hide the Heaven and Earth Bridge in the vertebrae, you can only say that you are different, but unfortunately, it is a good thing that the qi is introverted after the knot, but you are now just stepping on the sea realm, so the qi is introverted, and you will not be able to pass the level of the knot in your life." ”

Daoyu was a little stunned when he heard these words next to him, at first he felt that the other party's words could not be understood at all, but now, Daoyu figured it out, it turned out that Zheng Xian was an immortal cultivator, an immortal cultivator hidden in the six divisions of the business, Daoyu couldn't believe his judgment.

Zheng Xian now can't care about being told by the sword fish that he is an immortal cultivator, he was shocked at this time, he just thought about it in his heart, and the other party knew the truth, this is simply a mind reading technique.

At this time, another fluctuation struck, and Zheng Xian suddenly felt that his brain had become a book, and he was constantly being read by the cannibal sage in the tombstone.

Zheng Xian was shocked, he didn't want to be looked at all his privacy, and at the same time, Zheng Xian was afraid that after the other party watched everything about him, he killed himself, so Zheng Xian turned his head and fled.

Zheng Xian burned his vitality desperately at this time, pouring all his strength into his feet, and rushed towards the outside of the main hall with the help of the power of the armor.

It's a pity that no matter how fast Zheng Xian is, he can't be as fast as the man who has always smiled harmlessly.

I saw that this man seemed to have been standing in the main hall waiting for Zheng Xian.

Zheng Xian didn't even see how the other party made a move, his body seemed to hit a wall, and after a bang, Zheng Xian's figure was thrown directly away, and he fell back in front of the tombstone.

Here, Zheng Xian is so weak that he is probably worse than an ant.

"Are you an immortal cultivator?" Daoyu looked at Zheng Xian in surprise.

Zheng Xian has nothing to answer about the question of the swordfish.

At this time, the smiling man stepped forward, and he didn't have to move his hand at all, Zheng Xian's body floated and was suspended in the air.

Immediately, the armor of Zheng Xian's heart began to peel off uncontrollably piece by piece, the sharp pain, as if pulling out the scales of a fish alive, the smiling man didn't make a move at all, just stood harmlessly like that, Zheng Xian's armor was peeled off a large piece of the basin.

Immediately, there was a burst of scorched breath on Zheng Xian's chest, and it was branded with a big slave character, and Zheng Xian couldn't help but let out a heart-rending cry of pain.

If it was just the pain of the flesh and skin, it would never be so painful for Zheng Xian, this slave word was imprinted on Zheng Xian's soul, and what was on the body was just a mark, and the imprint on the soul was the most fundamental.

"From now on, you will be the slave of my Yin Poison Gate, born for my Yin Poison Sect, and die for my Yin Poison Gate!"

Zheng Xian fell heavily to the ground, trembling and shrinking, but at this time, Zheng Xian had already gritted his teeth fiercely and no longer let out a moan.

At this time, the smiling man looked at the swordfish next to him.

The pupils of the swordfish shrank suddenly, as if facing a great enemy.

"You don't deserve to be a slave, throw it into the nursery to make fertilizer!"

As the smiling man's words spoke, the body of the swordfish flew up suddenly, flew straight out of the poisonous door and was thrown straight into the nursery.

Zheng Xian's consciousness began to blur, and then he felt that he was being dragged by something all the way to the ground, and then he didn't know anything.

"Why did Zhilu Dao take you as a slave?"

Zheng Xian felt the pain in his chest, opened his eyes, and saw the smiling and friendly face, and then Zheng Xian found that he was lying on the cold ground, this was no longer before the three tombstones, but outside the palace of the Yin Poison Gate, the reason why he woke up was because the two strong men directly threw him on the ground and woke up alive, Zheng Xian estimated that he should have been in a coma for more than ten minutes.

Zheng Xian gritted his teeth and slowly got up from the ground.

"An hour ago, this sect sent thirty disciples to enter the gate of the immortal realm to rob the machine that could open up the two worlds of immortals and mortals, but only one escaped back, and the rest all died at the other end of the immortal gate. The Great Sage is very interested in the means of mortals to open the door of the fairy world, you go back, meet all means, get the machine that communicates between the two worlds, and send it to the sect, don't want to betray the Yin Poison Gate, the servility imprinted in your soul, you can swallow your life at any time, and you must not disobey the orders of the Yin Poison Gate! If you complete this task, maybe you can erase your slave status and accept you as a disciple, and being able to worship the Yin Poison Gate is the long-cherished wish of many immortal cultivators, you can do it yourself!"

"By the way, the slave word on your body is imprinted by me, then from now on, you are my slave, you and remember, your master is called the smiling Tonghu, one of the first three servants of the Yin Poison Gate, if you meet an immortal cultivator who can't be defeated in the world of cultivating immortals or in the mortal world, you might as well mention the Yin Poison Gate, or your master's name, as long as you are not stunned, you will definitely not dare to do anything to you. Also, my Yin Poison Sect has two hundred and thirteen disciples in the mortal world, if you find them, they will help you complete your mission, okay, get out!"

The smiling Tonghu waved his sleeves, Zheng Xianru fell into the wind, his body was suddenly thrown up, and the clouds rolled out of the poisonous door in the fog, and flew in the air for an hour before he was like a meteor, and fell heavily on the desert-like ground, knocking the ground out of a huge round pit.

Zheng Xian didn't get up for an hour, fortunately the place where he fell was a desert, not a rock, otherwise, he would have been smashed even if he had copper tendons and iron bones, and fortunately it was not a nursery, otherwise, Zheng Xian might have been divided by the beast now.

inexplicably became a slave of the Yin Poison Gate, which was simply a disaster for Zheng Xian.

Lying in the desert for a whole hour, consuming a lot of vitality to recover his body that was broken by the fall, Zheng Xian didn't feel the pain of falling apart, and all he was thinking about was what to do next.

He looked at his body inwardly, but he could only see the erosive flesh and blood, not the soul, and he could only see his soul when he reached the fractal realm.

I can't see the soul, so naturally I can't see the slave character brand imprinted in the soul, but Zheng Xian can feel that there is an extra wound on his soul, this wound is like a time bomb, as long as the smiling Tong Hu in front of the monument presses the button, Zheng Xian will be blown apart, and his soul will be scattered.

Zheng Xian got up from the sand, and the scorching sun scorched the sand like coals, that is, wearing the armor can block most of the heat, otherwise, Zheng Xian didn't know how much more vitality would be consumed to fight against this heat wave.

Unable to see the soul inside, Zheng Xian released his thoughts, and immediately saw the slave word engraved on his thoughts, bright red as blood!