The stone sword was full of a taste of vicissitudes, Wang Mo looked at it a little, and suddenly his heart trembled, and the feeling of fanaticism suddenly gushed out, and the green grass tattoo on his chest emitted a burning sensation, followed by the murderous immortal power in Wang Mo's body for a while, and the two feelings permeated Wang Mo's whole body at the same time, Wang Mo's face was pale at the moment, and his breath was chaotic, he clearly felt that there seemed to be two completely different breaths in his body at the moment, as if he was doing some kind of struggle!

"Ah" Wang Mo, who was originally floating in the air, suddenly covered his heart and roared in pain, his body suddenly fell, lying on the ground and rolling, although the several clouds of blood mist that followed behind him did not know why Wang Mo was like this, but they all accelerated their speed, and in just one breath, the distance between those several clouds of blood mist and Wang Mo was only twenty zhang away!

Suddenly, there was a screaming sound from the rear, and several sound waves, transformations, and lightning attacks whistled out within the blood mist, and when the several attacks were about to hit Wang Mo, suddenly the vision came out again, only to see that the stone sword suddenly burst out with a sword roar, and then a bloodthirsty qi visible to the naked eye burst out, turning into a ring ripple, and the monstrous momentum flashed by, followed by the several blood mist suddenly collapsed, and the blood creatures in it exploded one after another.

Reduced to a little powder, it disappeared before it could fall to the ground

Speaking of Wang Mo, after that bloodthirsty aura appeared, Wang Mo suddenly felt that the two breaths in his body stopped fighting, the murderous immortal power in his body gradually calmed down, and the green grass tattoo on his chest no longer emitted a burning sensation, although the heart-rending feeling disappeared, Wang Mo was still panting and lying flat on the ground!

The sweat had already penetrated Wang Mo's clothes, his hair looked unkempt at the moment, and his head was dizzy, there were too many unknown dangers here, even though Wang Mo repeatedly reminded himself in his heart that he couldn't faint, but after a while, Wang Mo's eyes were still closed, motionless, and only the slight rise and fall of his chest could prove that he was still alive

For several days, Wang Mo lay quietly on the ground, without the slightest movement, and for a while, Wang Mo's breath gradually merged with this gray world, and it seemed so gray!

It wasn't until the ninth day that Wang Mo's eyelashes trembled slightly for half a minute, and after a while, Wang Mo struggled to open his somewhat sore eyes, and after getting used to it for a while, Wang Mo's eyes gradually returned to normal, but his body still couldn't move, as if the strength of his whole body was drained, if there was a foreign object similar to that in the giant sword world in this gray world at this moment, the consequences could basically be determined

Another nine days have passed, and Wang Mo's body has recovered most of it, but fortunately, there has been no danger in the past ten days, until then Wang Mo carefully observed the stone sword that is more than ten zhang high, the color of the stone sword is slightly black, with a trace of blood, exuding a bloodthirsty atmosphere!

The stone sword was full of a taste of vicissitudes, Wang Mo's eyes flickered, and he stared at the stone sword for a long time, for several days, he had been observing the giant sword, and his body was never close to its distance of fifty zhang.

There was nothing abnormal in the stone sword for more than ten days, and the monstrous bloodthirsty aura before did not appear again, Wang Mo was silent for a long time, and he still did not dare to take a rash step forward.

Instead, he sat cross-legged fifty zhang away from the stone sword, and took out a storage bag from his arms, which was a storage bag printed with silver stripes, which was the old poison that Wang Mo had snatched from the giant sword world before, and there had always been a taboo of its owner's immortal consciousness on the storage bag, so that others could not open it, and only after erasing the other party's immortal taboo could it be opened

At this moment, the immortal taboo on this has completely disappeared, so it can be seen that the old poison must have died.

Wang Mo sneered in his heart, opened it and looked at it, his eyes couldn't help but light up, it was worthy of the accumulation of thousands of years of half-step Dumen immortals, in the storage bag, just the jade crystals, there were no less than 100,000 pieces, densely packed in the storage bags, and these jade crystals, all of them were middle and lower grades.

What made Wang Mo's eyes shine even more was that there were two diamond-shaped spars that emitted halos quietly stored inside. This is exactly that rare high-grade jade crystal.

Wang Mo's heart was pounding, just these two pieces of high-grade jade crystal, this risky snatching was already enough.

In addition, there are some bottles and jars, as for the fairy treasure, there is only the small purple bowl that is broken in half, and there are no other fairy treasures except this one.

After Wang Mo pondered for a while, he immediately understood that the old poison had been trapped by the blood mist in the giant sword world for many days, and its immortal treasure must have been used up long ago.

In fact, Wang Mo's guess was very correct, there were a lot of immortal treasures of the old poison, and all of them were middle and high-level, but they broke out of the encirclement many times in a row, causing a lot of loss of his immortal treasures, especially when he broke through at the cost of a colored python as a stand-in. Xianbao threw out a lot of them, and even did not hesitate to urge Xianbao to explode himself, which made a bloody way, but unfortunately failed in the end.

It is precisely because of this that in his storage bag, except for the purple bowl, there are no other immortal treasures, in addition to these, there are still a lot of jade books left in his storage bag, Wang Mo took them out one by one and used the immortal sense to check, the more he looked at his face, the more happy he was, most of the jade books in this are records that introduce various alchemy, refining tools and poisonous beasts.

There are even some records of jade books, which are more detailed than those recorded in the Dragon Emperor Pillar of the Shennong Palace

These things are of great use to Wang Mo, he is not a person from the immortal capital, and he is an immortal cultivator who only became a monk halfway, so after the appearance of the Dragon Emperor Pillar, Wang Mo will always go in and read it every once in a while, at least there will be no situation in the past even if he sees precious materials, he does not know it.

Moreover, the old poison specializes in alchemy and poison refining, and the jade book in his storage bag has a detailed introduction in this regard, Wang Mo has seen it for a long time, and the knowledge in his mind is more than a hundred times more than before.

In addition to these, one of the dark brown jade books attracted Wang Mo's attention, in this jade book, there is a set of magical powers, and the name of this exercise is only two words, called 魑乣.

This ghost describes in detail a set of supernatural powers that can be called earth-shattering ghosts and gods, entering the Tao with poison, divided into nine layers, according to the description of the exercises, refining to the sixth layer, even if it is the cultivation of the peak realm of Dumen, it is difficult to survive this poisonous attack.

It's just that this set of supernatural powers is extremely domineering, if you cultivate, you need to endure what ordinary people can't bear, and use all kinds of poisons to stimulate the body, so as to reach the realm of being poisonous.

Moreover, unless you can cultivate to the ninth layer of the realm of inviolability, the body will expel the toxins and cultivate them into real poisons, so as to restore them to ordinary people.

After Wang Mo finished reading, he was silent for a while, and gave up the plan to cultivate this magical power, the old poison was full of foul smell, it must be caused by the cultivation of this exercise, although Wang Mo didn't care about the physical body, he knew more that the realm of the immortal capital was divided into immortal arts, immortal methods, spells, and magical powers, and he knew the importance of a set of magical powers for immortal cultivators, but the jade book once said that this magical power, the deeper the cultivation time, the more toxins in the body, there will be a certain possibility, and the poisonous gas will pour into the sea of knowledge, so as to lose his sanity and become a living dead who only knows how to kill.

This is the real reason why Wang Mo finally gave up cultivation, Wang Mo's eyes flashed, although this magic power cannot be cultivated, but there are still a lot of simple immortal arts, immortal methods, if it is combined with poison, it can also be used.

As for this jade book of refining poison and the old poison's lifelong experience, Wang Mo has carefully read it, and he is quite moved in his heart.

Wang Mo took out those bottles and cans from the storage bag, and according to some introductions in the jade book, he identified them one by one, almost all of them were poisons, and there was only one jade bottle, which contained the anti-poison pills that Wang Mo had taken.

This kind of anti-poison pill, Wang Mo saw in the jade jian, belongs to a kind of medium effect, only with the consumption of a slight toxin poison, can the anti-poison effect be maximized.

Wang Mo put all the things in the storage bag in his storage bag one by one, although the storage bag of the old poison was more advanced than his own, but Wang Mo then threw the storage bag of the old poison on the ground, and then he picked up an object, his expression became solemn, this thing was the purple bowl of the old poison's natal immortal treasure

Although this bowl was broken into two, there was still majestic spiritual power emitted from it, but this spiritual power was full of toxins, especially the purple mist that could kill consciousness, so Wang Mo was extremely cautious when he looked at it.

He knew that if it was said that the most precious thing in the old poison storage bag, in addition to the magic power and high-grade jade crystal, it should definitely be this small purple bowl, after all, this bowl was the natal immortal treasure of the old poison's half-step Du Men cultivation, which was refined by him with the immortal power in his body for thousands of years.

When Wang Mo checked the jade book just now, there was an introduction to the purple bowl inside, and when he cultivated to the third layer, he needed a poisonous thing in his body as a treasure to deter the poisonous body.

This small purple bowl is an imitation of the legendary Shennong pounding medicine bowl, although it is imitated, but compared with the real pounding medicine bowl, it is not bad in terms of materials, the difference is only that Shennong's pounding medicine bowl thousands of plants absorb the essence of the aura of plants and trees.

This bowl was originally the treasure of a certain alchemy sect, and it took decades to be consumed by the old poison, worshipping its mountain gate, and finally became the head disciple with extraordinary talent, which gave him a chance to get close, and then he took the bowl to kill the master, and since then the wandering immortals have become a generation of poison cultivators, and this bowl is used as a natal immortal treasure.

Looking at the small purple bowl in his hand, Wang Mo muttered to himself: "Shennong pounds the medicine bowl Shennong Shennong"