Ouyang Chun looked like a mad tiger, with a look of pleasure in revenge.

Although in his eyes, killing the ants in front of him is not enough to avenge himself, but it is always pleasant.

"After a while, you will understand what the eighteen layers of hell are. His face was distorted, but the next moment, his expression froze again.

Qin Yan, who was still shaky just now, suddenly stood up straight, full of energy, his eyes flashed, and he seemed to have been poisoned by something.

The corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and there was a hint of mockery in his expression.

"You ......"

Ouyang Chun was struck by lightning, the expression on his face was full of incredulity, because he was stunned, his voice became hoarse: "No, it's impossible, you...... You're not poisoned?"

His plan was seamless, and he really couldn't think of any ability from the other party to escape.

Shocked and angry for a while.

"No, I did get poisoned by you. ”

The rivers and lakes are sinister, and the road to cultivating immortals is even more thorny, and the other party is hiding in the shadows.

He couldn't predict the prophet, how could he guess that the glutinous rice balls had been added and moved, but next, when he learned that Li Xiaoshan was in danger, he had more precautions in his heart, so with caution and the skills obtained from "Baiqin Xuan Ant Gong", he avoided the trap of ambush on all sides.

But people's hearts are sinister, and the other party's poisoning methods are really clever, which can be said to be unguardable, so it is still a trick, the crumbling scene just now is not acting, it has indeed faced a lot of crisis, but that's all.

He was still thinking about how to turn the danger into a disaster, the poison in it was actually digested and absorbed, his body seemed to have become a bottomless pit, and it was just like the furnace that the legend filled with dissatisfaction, not only wine, meat and food, but also poison, and there was nothing to do about it, and finally it became nutrients and stored in the dantian.

The spiritual power has grown a lot, not to mention, the effect is quite good.

Qin Yan was also stunned for a while, this scene was too incredible, but it was definitely not an illusion, because every change in his body was extremely truly reflected in his heart, and he could grasp it very clearly.

The poison in it has indeed been digested and converted into spiritual power.

The Tao is magical, but I have never heard of any unreasonable immortal magic, at most, it is just a hundred poisons.

But in front of him, it was not that he was not poisoned, but after he was hit, he was digested and absorbed by his body, which was not only harmless, but beneficial to cultivation, as if what he ate was not a poison that killed people, but a treasure of elixir.

Even if Qin Yan had just entered the Immortal Gate, he knew how shocking and remarkable this scene was, and obviously, it was the benefits of the exercises he had practiced.

Eight thousand years ago, the ancestor surnamed Zhu did not really understand the Xuangong, and only relied on his talent and half-understood guesses to cross the world, bringing the Luoxue Sect to an unprecedented peak, and Qin Yan knew that the "Hundred Insect Forging Body" he cultivated was just to hide the shell of the "Hundred Qin Xuanant Gong".

If the latter is compared to a peerless sword, then the former is just a scabbard, and in order to confuse people's eyes, the scabbard is still deliberately made of a very ordinary kind.

Even so, the prestige of the ancestor is still praised, and the "Baiqin Xuan Ant Gong" he got is so valuable that he naturally doesn't need to ask.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but be a little excited, and became more and more determined that this "Baiqin Xuan Ant Gong", as his reliance and secret, must rot in his stomach, no matter under any circumstances, and never reveal it to anyone.

The crisis has been solved, but he still pretended to stumble, until he deceived the other party out of the twists and turns.

No wonder he hated himself so much.

It turned out that this leper dog had been stripped of all disguise and turned into a pitiful, bereaved dog.

The wicked have their own wicked grinding, Qin Yan's expression was neither surprised nor happy, his face was calm and waveless, and there was only indifference in his eyes.

He didn't have the joy of revenge, even if it was the guy in front of him, who used despicable means to deprive himself of the opportunity to open his spirit.

But so what?

What is done cannot be undone.

Even if he looks down now, the situation he faces will not change anything.

Only the weak will care about this gain and loss, they have embarked on a different immortal path, and this guy in front of him is just a poor worm.

Deal with him?

Rejoice that the enemy is unlucky?

Phew, he's worthy of it!

To be his own enemy, he is not qualified enough.

So seeing that Ouyang Chun was unlucky, Qin Yan naturally wouldn't be happy, that kind of style was too low.

It's like two frogs, fighting in a well, what if they win, being the king and hegemonic is just in a dry well, he never knows the vastness of the outside world, and Qin Yan's vision is much greater.

Human beings will not be angry with a mad dog.

But the hatred in Ouyang Chun's heart would not be eliminated, seeing that Qin Yan was not poisoned, he was stunned, and he had reached the point of thunder.

"It can't be!"

With an angry exclamation, Ouyang Chun's face distorted, and his whole body burst out with an amazing murderous aura, he threw away the fan in his hand, pulled out his waist knife, and slashed towards Qin Yan like a mad tiger.

Thorn ......

Unlike the embroidered pillow last time, which made people laugh, this time on the top of the waist knife, there was actually a green mang, pulling out a round arc, and next to it, a big tree that needed three people to hug slowly slipped down and collapsed to the ground.

For a moment, the snow was flying all over the sky, and the lead cloud was overwhelming, and in this dark wood, only that little spiritual light could be seen.

This is no ordinary weapon!

It is a land that has been refined by a special method.

Spiritual Weapon!

The demon clan refines the body, and the human monks are better at using foreign objects, the name of the spirit weapon, Qin Yan has admired it for a long time, and now he can finally see it with his own eyes, it is really extraordinary.

As soon as the blow missed, Ouyang Chun became more and more angry, his distorted face was full of resentment, and then he raised his waist knife and rushed towards Qin Yan frantically.

Brush Brush Brush ......

The sharp light flickered, and there were trees falling to the ground, this legendary weapon was indeed extremely sharp, in the woods, the green light was dazzling, as if it had rolled into a snowball, but it was useless, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't touch a corner of Qin Yan's clothes.

Judge from above!

The gap between the two sides is as if they were worlds apart.

"It can't be. ”

Ouyang Chun's eyes were red, and the blue tendons on his forehead were bursting, the reason why he took great pains to arrange traps and use such indiscriminate means as poison was just in case and save trouble, in fact, from the bottom of his heart, he didn't take Qin Yan in his eyes.

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