The old man hit Teng Aotian with a large cloud of black qi, which was a very vicious five poisonous hand, and he would die if he touched it in the realm of a saint.

Teng Aotian's bitter sea was shaken, and the essence of life gushed out, and the poisonous gas was directly absorbed by Teng Aotian.

"How could it be, how could this be." The old man had never seen anyone who could completely ignore the Five Poisonous Hands, even if someone else gave him a look, he had to avoid it.

"Poisonous old man, don't waste time, you can fight for half a day in a round of sea realm."

The evil cultivators in the same industry began to urge.

The old man couldn't say what he was suffering about, he no longer hesitated, and the poisonous gas broke out all over his body, and the golden cicada poison Xuangong he cultivated made Teng Aotian frown slightly, but it was a disgusting taste.

The old man's mouth bulged and he spit out a mouthful of green poisonous gas, Teng Aotian instinctively wanted to absorb it, but he held back.

Teng Aotian shook the bitter sea, wave after wave, the waves were monstrous, and the poisonous gas pressed the waves down.

Until Teng Aotian was about to take it anymore, the life fountain gushed out, and the breath of life in Teng Aotian's body became more and more intense.

With a sword of hatred, the old man's body turned into aura and dissipated.

Several casual cultivators were also shocked by this sword.

Wheel sea slashing saint

"Impossible, what kind of sword intent are you,"

The old man hit Teng Aotian with a large cloud of black qi, which was a very vicious five poisonous hand, and he would die if he touched it in the realm of a saint.

Teng Aotian's bitter sea was shaken, and the essence of life gushed out, and the poisonous gas was directly absorbed by Teng Aotian.

"How could it be, how could this be." The old man had never seen anyone who could completely ignore the Five Poisonous Hands, even if someone else gave him a look, he had to avoid it.

"Poisonous old man, don't waste time, you can fight for half a day in a round of sea realm."

The evil cultivators in the same industry began to urge.

The old man couldn't say what he was suffering about, he no longer hesitated, and the poisonous gas broke out all over his body, and the golden cicada poison Xuangong he cultivated made Teng Aotian frown slightly, but it was a disgusting taste.

The old man's mouth bulged and he spit out a mouthful of green poisonous gas, Teng Aotian instinctively wanted to absorb it, but he held back.

Teng Aotian shook the bitter sea, wave after wave, the waves were monstrous, and the poisonous gas pressed the waves down.

Until Teng Aotian was about to take it anymore, the life fountain gushed out, and the breath of life in Teng Aotian's body became more and more intense.

With a sword of hatred, the old man's body turned into aura and dissipated.

Several casual cultivators were also shocked by this sword.

Wheel sea slashing saint

"Impossible, what kind of sword intent are you," the old man struck a large cloud of black qi at Teng Aotian, which was a very vicious five poisonous hand, and he would die if he touched it in the realm of a saint.

Teng Aotian's bitter sea was shaken, and the essence of life gushed out, and the poisonous gas was directly absorbed by Teng Aotian.

"How could it be, how could this be." The old man had never seen anyone who could completely ignore the Five Poisonous Hands, even if someone else gave him a look, he had to avoid it.

"Poisonous old man, don't waste time, you can fight for half a day in a round of sea realm."

The evil cultivators in the same industry began to urge.

The old man couldn't say what he was suffering about, he no longer hesitated, and the poisonous gas broke out all over his body, and the golden cicada poison Xuangong he cultivated made Teng Aotian frown slightly, but it was a disgusting taste.

The old man's mouth bulged and he spit out a mouthful of green poisonous gas, Teng Aotian instinctively wanted to absorb it, but he held back.

Teng Aotian shook the bitter sea, wave after wave, the waves were monstrous, and the poisonous gas pressed the waves down.

Until Teng Aotian was about to take it anymore, the life fountain gushed out, and the breath of life in Teng Aotian's body became more and more intense.

With a sword of hatred, the old man's body turned into aura and dissipated.

Several casual cultivators were also shocked by this sword.

Wheel sea slashing saint

"Impossible, what kind of sword intent are you," the old man struck a large cloud of black qi at Teng Aotian, which was a very vicious five poisonous hand, and he would die if he touched it in the realm of a saint.

Teng Aotian's bitter sea was shaken, and the essence of life gushed out, and the poisonous gas was directly absorbed by Teng Aotian.

"How could it be, how could this be." The old man had never seen anyone who could completely ignore the Five Poisonous Hands, even if someone else gave him a look, he had to avoid it.

"Poisonous old man, don't waste time, you can fight for half a day in a round of sea realm."

The evil cultivators in the same industry began to urge.

The old man couldn't say what he was suffering about, he no longer hesitated, and the poisonous gas broke out all over his body, and the golden cicada poison Xuangong he cultivated made Teng Aotian frown slightly, but it was a disgusting taste.

The old man's mouth bulged and he spit out a mouthful of green poisonous gas, Teng Aotian instinctively wanted to absorb it, but he held back.

Teng Aotian shook the bitter sea, wave after wave, the waves were monstrous, and the poisonous gas pressed the waves down.

Until Teng Aotian was about to take it anymore, the life fountain gushed out, and the breath of life in Teng Aotian's body became more and more intense.

With a sword of hatred, the old man's body turned into aura and dissipated.

Several casual cultivators were also shocked by this sword.

Wheel sea slashing saint

"Impossible, what kind of sword intent are you," the old man struck a large cloud of black qi at Teng Aotian, which was a very vicious five poisonous hand, and he would die if he touched it in the realm of a saint.

Teng Aotian's bitter sea was shaken, and the essence of life gushed out, and the poisonous gas was directly absorbed by Teng Aotian.

"How could it be, how could this be." The old man had never seen anyone who could completely ignore the Five Poisonous Hands, even if someone else gave him a look, he had to avoid it.

"Poisonous old man, don't waste time, you can fight for half a day in a round of sea realm."

The evil cultivators in the same industry began to urge.

The old man couldn't say what he was suffering about, he no longer hesitated, and the poisonous gas broke out all over his body, and the golden cicada poison Xuangong he cultivated made Teng Aotian frown slightly, but it was a disgusting taste.

The old man's mouth bulged and he spit out a mouthful of green poisonous gas, Teng Aotian instinctively wanted to absorb it, but he held back.

Teng Aotian shook the bitter sea, wave after wave, the waves were monstrous, and the poisonous gas pressed the waves down.

Until Teng Aotian was about to take it anymore, the life fountain gushed out, and the breath of life in Teng Aotian's body became more and more intense.

With a sword of hatred, the old man's body turned into aura and dissipated.

Several casual cultivators were also shocked by this sword.

The old man of the Wheel Sea Slash Saint hit Teng Aotian with a large cloud of black qi, which was a very vicious five poisonous hand, and he would die if he touched it in the realm of the saint.

Teng Aotian's bitter sea was shaken, and the essence of life gushed out, and the poisonous gas was directly absorbed by Teng Aotian.

"How could it be, how could this be." The old man had never seen anyone who could completely ignore the Five Poisonous Hands, even if someone else gave him a look, he had to avoid it.

"Poisonous old man, don't waste time, you can fight for half a day in a round of sea realm."

The evil cultivators in the same industry began to urge.

The old man couldn't say what he was suffering about, he no longer hesitated, and the poisonous gas broke out all over his body, and the golden cicada poison Xuangong he cultivated made Teng Aotian frown slightly, but it was a disgusting taste.

The old man's mouth bulged and he spit out a mouthful of green poisonous gas, Teng Aotian instinctively wanted to absorb it, but he held back.

Teng Aotian shook the bitter sea, wave after wave, the waves were monstrous, and the poisonous gas pressed the waves down.

Until Teng Aotian was about to take it anymore, the life fountain gushed out, and the breath of life in Teng Aotian's body became more and more intense.

With a sword of hatred, the old man's body turned into aura and dissipated.

Several casual cultivators were also shocked by this sword.

Wheel sea slashing saint

"Impossible, what kind of sword intent are you,"

"Impossible, what kind of sword intent are you,"