Zhuo Fan was furious.

Is this poison drinkable? Not to mention three bowls, one bowl can take down a dragon, he doesn't think he is more resistant to poison than a dragon.

But the headless female corpse on the opposite side doesn't seem to be easy to mess with, the key problem is that this is the Blood Lantern Temple, the home of others, not their own kang, you can go on it if you want...

The aura of the female corpse is very strong.

Zhuo Fan couldn't estimate her specific cultivation, but judging from the grade, it was at least a king level.

The methods of suppressing the female corpse around here, at first glance, are the actions of the Taoist masters, and it is guessed from the hanging nine-bone corpse nail that this female corpse should often get out of the coffin and wander around, these powerful methods of suppressing the corpse are just decorations.

For this kind of powerful and unpredictable existence, Zhuo Fan still endured it and did not attack on the spot, he decided to look at the situation first and then make a decision.

"Sit!"

In his mind, a gentle and pleasant female voice sounded, Zhuo Fan nodded, obeyed the order, and sat down on the only bone chair opposite the headless female corpse.

Look up.

There are three chairs opposite, is there anyone else coming?

When this idea was first conceived, a large amount of blood flowed outside the side hall, like the water of the blood river rushing and surging, and the blood was red, submerging the entire main hall.

A bloody corpse with an ancient desolate aura slowly crawled out of the endless river of blood and sat on the right hand of the headless female corpse.

The terrifying aura emanating from his body made Zhuo Fan's right eyelid jump wildly.

"Scourge!"

"He's definitely a natural disaster!"

This was Zhuo Fan's first reaction when he saw this bloody corpse, because on the ancient painting of the corridor in the second level, he had seen the relevant graphic description of this bloody corpse, a natural calamity-level demon that had existed a long time ago...

Zhuo Fan's scalp is numb and crispy, and the shock in his heart can be imagined.

A living natural disaster...

And on her left hand, bursts of white light flickered on the bone chair, and a crystal clear skeleton man slowly stepped out from the bone chair, and the skeleton's eye sockets flickered with a strange green flame, and sat down gracefully.

Seeing this skull, Zhuo Fan was so surprised that he almost dropped his eyeballs on the ground.

Isn't that the key to the door?

Now I know, it turns out that he is also a big guy.

From the moment I entered the door, the test began...

Fortunately, he didn't do anything stupid, he didn't kick the skull as a ball, or now, I'm afraid it would be himself who was kicked with his head as a ball.

Zhuo Fan hugged his fists and bowed: "Junior Zhuo Fan, meet all seniors!" ”

Ice...

No one cares about themselves.

It's so embarrassing...

Fortunately, these terrifying existences do not mean to do anything with themselves, but more to examine.

It's not humans on the other side, they are also involved in choosing apprentices?

It's a little too wicked!

Just when Zhuo Fan was restless.

A gentle voice sounded in my head.

"If you drink three bowls of medicine, you will pass the test."

As soon as the words fell, three bone bowls filled with liquid flew in front of Zhuo Fan.

Zhuo Fan glanced at it.

The green one in the three bowls of medicine is as green as a demon, glowing with a metallic lustre, and it is extremely poisonous when you look at the color, not to mention the rising green smoke.

The black bowl was as black as ink, and the bubbling bubbles continued to crumble and float again, emitting a strong black smoke, and the smell alone was incomparably stinking, and at first glance it was a rotten thing.

The red one is even more simple, swirling like a whirlpool, with an eerie glow of blood red, which can suck a person's soul into it at a glance.

Three bowls are not easy!

Zhuo Fan's face remained unchanged, but his heart was miserable.

"What kind of test is this?"

"A test of courage?"

"Is the test a poison-resistant body?"

"I don't have that thing!"

If this bite continues, it is not possible to poison people and horses.

Zhuo Fan didn't dare to use the magic power of "insight" to challenge the bottom line of the three-headed demon, but the three bowls of poison in front of him, it's not too much, right?

Facing the three bowls, Zhuo Fan launched the "Insight" supernatural power.

Several lines of information are displayed on the retina.

Red Scale Ancient Poison: A mixture of hundreds of unknown and powerful biotoxins with a 100% lethality rate

Black Spring: A mysterious pool of water from the underworld that has a 100% lethality rate

Chiyou corpse blood: The blood of the ancient demon god, the energy fluctuation is very huge, a drop is comparable to a small nuclear bomb, and the lethality rate is 100%

"I'm Gan!"

"Is this something that people can drink?"

"Are you embarrassed to say that after taking care of the deceased?"

Zhuo Fan's face is green, the fatality rate is 100%, even if he has the blessing of his special talent "luck", after offsetting 31%, there is also an ultra-high mortality rate of 69%, not to mention three bowls, one bowl dare not try.

"What should I do?"

"Flip the table?"

Zhuo Fan peeked at it.

Blood corpses, headless female corpses, and white bone skeletons, they sat opposite each other, motionless, sitting firmly on Mount Tai.

These three terrifying guys obviously came out to supervise themselves to drink medicine, dare not drink it?

Pinch you to death.

Dare to cheat? Think of us as blind?

Zhuo Fan oozed cold sweat.

Although the bigwigs don't urge you, the coldness in their eyes tells Zhuo Fan what will happen if you don't drink.

"Otherwise, let's fight it!"

These three bowls of poison must not be drunk, even if he Zhuo Fan is not a hero, he will definitely not be a bear.

The way to die by drinking poison is too wretched.

Fighting, even if you die, it is better than being forced to drink poison and die.

Zhuo Fan clenched the bloody eye mad knife, and thought about it violently, making the first move, but at this moment, a voice stopped him in time.

"Zhuo Fan, don't be impulsive first, these drugs are all treasures."

The sound came from the Qiankun Five Qi Furnace, and because the Qiankun Five Qi Furnace was in his body, the sound could be transmitted directly into his mind.

"Is it Shi Lao Dao?"

Zhuo Fan's spirits perked up, and he continued to explain: "I used to spend a lot of time and energy studying poisons for alchemy, and even by chance, I got a copy of the Great Annihilation Poison Sutra, this ancient book completely changed my view of poison, although some poisons are extremely poisonous, but if they are properly blended, they will also neutralize the toxicity and become a great tonic." ”

"Oh?"

Zhuo Fan was relieved when he heard this, although he didn't understand poison, he believed in Shi Laodao.

The two are now in the same boat, and his own ship is destroyed, and he can't catch it well, so Shi Laodao has no reason to harm himself.

"You mean, these three bowls of medicine can be mixed and blended?"

Zhuo Fan's mind was fast, and he immediately understood the meaning of Shi Laodao's words.

"That's right, these three bowls of poison are definitely your great chance, don't waste this opportunity, but don't drink bowl by bowl, drink it together if you want to, according to my calculations, if you drink three bowls together, the lethality rate is at most 50%, you have a special talent "luck", offset, only 19% of the lethal rate, you can gamble.

Shi Laodao said this very firmly.

After speaking, there was no more sound, the meaning is obvious, I will make it clear to you, you choose whether to drink or not.

Zhuo Fan was very grateful to Shi Laodao, this friend was really reliable, and at the critical moment of his life and death, he took the risk to help him.

Very impressed!

"Looks like this old man has changed his mind?"

"I'll drink!"

A hint of determination flashed in Zhuo Fan's eyes.

Opening his mouth, Zhuo Fan wrapped three bowls of poison with spiritual power, pulled it in front of him, and poured it into his mouth from three different directions at the same time.

The poison was in the air, fused into a three-colored trickle, and was slowly swallowed by Zhuo Fan.

Mixing the poison in the mouth, Zhuo Fan's first feeling was that there was no taste in his mouth.

Then, there is no then.

Zhuo Fan smoked above his head, and a large amount of bubbling black blood flowed out of Qiqiao, and he fell to the ground!

It's just that before he lost consciousness, he vaguely heard a cold voice like Jiuyou: "Madam, the descendants of the wind god are really as bold as a cow, the poison you configured, even I don't dare to drink it, he didn't even blink an eye..."

Before he finished speaking, he was rudely interrupted by a gentle female voice: "Leave him a message, choose death..."

A trace of astonishment flashed in Zhuo Fan's eyes, and he completely fainted.