"The old man is talking to you, what are you looking at, haven't your adults taught you what politeness is?"

Fang Xingsheng's face was displeased.

But this old man, his eyes were quite calm, and he was not really annoyed.

Even.

As early as when Luo Yan entered the laboratory, he was already laying the groundwork for the battle.

Don't look at his tone and appearance just now, in fact, he didn't underestimate Luo Yan.

After all, he knew who was intercepting Luo Yan on the road he came.

First was Zhu Mao, the senior realm director, and then hundreds of heavily armed and well-trained guards.

Then there were dozens of giant beast parasites, and finally there were two high-level realm captains.

Such an interception force is difficult to pass through at leisure.

Not only did Luo Yan pass, but Fang Xingsheng noticed that he was not injured.

Unscathed!

In this way, even though Luo Yan was very young, Fang Xingsheng still treated him as a powerhouse in the Xuan Realm.

The tone, words, and posture just now were all aimed at paralyzing Luo Yan.

Let the young man think that he is a mediocre old man.

But secretly, Fang Xingsheng was already poisoning Luo Yan.

When he came, he had specifically instructed others not to approach the area near the door.

That's because Fang Xingsheng had already planted poisonous powder in this area as early as when Luo Yan was at the beginning.

Those things are silent, tasteless, invisible and intangible, and are distributed in the space near the gate.

Fang Xingsheng pretended to make a gesture and delayed time, waiting for the Luo Yan toxin to enter his body.

Of course, he didn't expect to be able to poison a person in the Xuan Realm with poison.

It can be weakened or done.

It's just that what the old man didn't know was that when Luo Yan was looking around with his 'peeping silver eyes', he had already discovered the existence of toxins.

As for the toxin, no matter what the ingredient is, as long as it stimulates a trace of the power of the 'Dragon Ryu Blood Essence', it can be resisted to some extent.

It can even be swallowed.

After Luo Yan discovered the toxin, he remained silent, but several dragon scales had already appeared on his chest behind him.

At the same time, the exercises are run in the body, and with Nanming's ability to leave the fire, if there are toxins entering the body, they can also be burned clean.

What Luo Yan cared more about was the gray light of the giant beast in the depths of the laboratory, where he also saw many gray lights of human form.

It looks like the lab is preparing to transfer the behemoth.

If Bai Li and Li Yuqing didn't have time to occupy the control room and close the passages around the base, then it would be up to him to stop the laboratory from transferring the giant beast.

Come to think of it.

Luo Yan's hand rested on the hilt of the 'Dragon Elephant'.

The secret method works.

Xuan Qi is injected into the 'Heavenly Strike Ring'.

Suddenly.

Fang Xingsheng only felt that the corners of his eyes were glowing red, and there was illusory plasma under his feet, although it was illusory, it gave people a viscous feeling, and the corners of Fang Xingsheng's eyes twitched slightly.

He recognized it as the secret method 'Blood Floating'.

I immediately thought that although the secret method of 'Blood Floating Massacre' was not bad, it would take a certain amount of time to bring the power of the secret method to its peak.

This period of time is enough to make that kid roll over three or five times!

But.

From beginning to end, this kid didn't say a word, but his temperament was very gloomy, not like the temperament he should have at his age.

Fang Xingsheng's thoughts were like electricity, and his subordinates were not slow, as soon as he saw Luo Yan silently, he used the secret method, and he was not willing to let go, so he also used a secret method.

Suddenly, the surrounding light became dim, and the temperature dropped several degrees out of thin air, making it look cloudy and ghostly.

Fang Xingsheng's secret method is a treacherous path, and with his mastery and poison skills, I don't know how many opponents hate him.

At this time, he still maintained his previous personality, and sneered: "Children, don't toast and don't eat and drink." ”

"Now it's too late for you to stop, hurry up and cut off your arm, so that the old man can intercede for you."

Luo Yan had already seen through his uneasiness and kindness, so naturally he would not talk nonsense with him, and as soon as his mind moved, the blood pool that had already unfolded buzzed and trembled, and layers of pagodas rose from the illusory blood water.

When Fang Xingsheng saw it, he suddenly felt inappropriate.

As far as he knew, the secret method of 'Blood Floating Massacre', in order to appear those pagodas, it was necessary to accumulate a certain number of attacks.

It takes a certain amount of foreshadowing to be able to exert the power of the secret method, which is the shortcoming of this secret method.

But now, why do these pagodas rise up one level at a time without paving the groundwork?

Moreover, there are as many as five floors raised?

Fang Xingsheng is an old man, and he knows that in this case, it is not the time to consider these.

The rich combat experience made the old man make a decision immediately, and when he opened his mouth, he let out a scream.

This scream is not harsh, but it is weird and twisted, like someone pinching their throat and screaming, and the sound will not come out, and the listener will be uncomfortable.

With the old man's call, beside Luo Yan, illusory figures appeared.

These figures are all old men, men and women, all wearing shrouds and black hats, with pale skin and many corpse spots.

Their eyes were gray, their mouths were open, a row of black teeth were exposed, and they cried bitterly at Luo Yan.

In an instant, the wind gusted, and the ghost cried wolf.

Peerless, ghosts cry and mourn!

Fang Xingsheng's mastery is an attack on the spirit and mind, and the ghost cry will make people have no master, and their blood will go retrograde.

With poison, it is even more invincible.

Under the influence of Fang Xingsheng's mastery, the lighting in this area flickered quite appropriately, light and dark were staggered, and in the disillusionment of light and shadow, the toxins that Fang Xingsheng had arranged in the space in advance seemed to be pulled by some invisible force, and fiercely rushed towards Luo Yan, drilling towards his seven orifices and the pores of his whole body.

That's when it happened.

Luo Yan, who has not been silent.

Finally whispered.

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

Rumble!

A scarlet sky fire suddenly rose.

The dazzling firelight made Fang Xingsheng's eyes sting slightly.

Then there was a fire.

Nanming left the fire with the momentum of burning the sky and scorching the sea, and rose to the sky, expelling the yin evil, melting the yin wind, and burning the toxins.

The fire of the sky is shining, and the gods are brilliant!

Fang Xingsheng couldn't help but take a step back.

In the eyes of the old man, Luo Yan at this time was like a god of fire in the dust, raising the eight-sided Han sword in the endless sea of fire.

As soon as the sword momentum started, the earth-shattering killing intent was overwhelming and surging over.

The figures of the ghosts who were crying and mourning at Luo Yan around quickly faded and returned to nothingness.

Fang Xingsheng's pupils shrank slightly, and he hurriedly opened his mouth.

"Wait a minute!"

The Han sword fell.

The five-story pagoda was shattered.

Bone activation.

The gems on the Heavenly Strike Ring shine brightly, and the spirit effect is blessed!

Under the superposition of secret methods and spiritual powers.

Luo Yan took fifteen steps away and slashed at Fang Xingsheng with a 'ten steps and one kill'.

This second.

Time seemed to stand still.

In Fang Xingsheng's eyes, even the dust in the sky stopped in mid-air.

Then, all kinds of life experiences suddenly flashed in front of me.

Nearly seventy years of time, the experience that was enough to write a book, was reflected in front of his eyes.

It turns out that I have lived so long.

But I haven't lived long enough.......

The old man sighed in his heart, and then his vision was full of interlaced black lines, these black lines like cracks, at first as thin as hair, expanded in the blink of an eye, and finally there was only darkness in Fang Xingsheng's eyes.