Fuji Villa is an illusion of the magic power of Feng Wuxiang, and now Feng Wuxiang is trapped in the heart of Tu Xiaodao, and Fuji Villa can no longer be maintained, so it collapses and disappears.

Tu Xiaodao resisted the wind and volleyed, went straight to Xuzhou City, flew in the sky for half an hour, the sky gradually darkened, and the moon wheel rose in the eastern sky, big and round, red as blood.

At this moment, something flew in the sky, and in an instant, it flew in front of Tu Xiaodao, and Tu Xiaodao couldn't help but stop.

It was a large cyan sarcophagus carved with a coiled dragon, eerie in the glow of the blood-colored moonlight.

"Your Excellency is a human or a ghost?" asked the butcher knife.

But no one in the sarcophagus responded to him.

"In that case, I took my leave. Tu Xiaodao planned to avoid the sarcophagus and continue to move forward, but the sarcophagus followed him and blocked in front of Tu Xiaodao.

As a result, Tu Xiaodao used the Moon Escape Technique to the extreme, but he still couldn't shake off the sarcophagus.

"Friend, if you don't want to see each other, why bother with each other. Tu Xiaodao sighed.

At this moment, a dragon groan suddenly came from the ears of the slaughtering knife, and the cyan coiling dragon on the cyan sarcophagus suddenly turned into a cyan sword and hit the slaughtering knife.

The power of that sword was no less than the full force of the Sword Soul City Lord's blow, and it was even slightly higher, and Tu Xiaodao was shrouded in boundless sword intent and couldn't move.

The cyan sword flashed and disappeared, and the slaughter knife had been crushed and turned into billions of dust, which filled the sarcophagus and imprisoned it as a clay puppet.

It turned out that Fang Cai's "butcher knife" was just a clay puppet transformed by the butcher knife with the art of creation, and the person hiding in the sarcophagus was unaware of it, so he fell into the way of the butcher knife.

Although the sarcophagus had been trapped by the Knife Butcher's Creation, it spun rapidly, trying to break free. Fine lines bloomed on the surface of the clay puppet sarcophagus, from which Sen Sen's sword intent was diffused, so it seemed that it would not be long before the sarcophagus would be freed from its confinement.

At this time, the figure of the butcher knife emerged.

"Why haven't you run away yet?" suddenly came from the sarcophagus.

"Why should I run away?" asked Tu Xiaodao rhetorically.

"Aren't you afraid of death?"

"I'm afraid of death," said the butcher knife.

"Then why don't you run away?"

"Because I wanted to figure something out. ”

"What do you want to know?"

"Who is Zunjia?" asked Tu Xiaodao.

"Dead people. ”

"Dead people don't speak. ”

"You know what? Only the dead hear the words of the dead. ”

"But I'm clearly alive and kicking now. ”

"You're going to die an ugly death right away. ”

"Why?"

"Because someone will take your life. ”

"Who? who is going to take my life?" asked Tu Xiaodao.

"No comment!"

"This is the rule of killers?"

"Right. ”

"You were poisoned?" asked Tu Xiaodao.

The man in the coffin paused and said, "Yes, I was poisoned,"

"The poison in you is the Seven Corpse Soul Destroying Pill, ranking third among the nine poisons, and there is almost no solution, yes, you lie in the dragon coffin, and use the dragon coffin to suppress the poison in the body, but the dragon coffin is only an expedient measure, although it can temporarily suppress erysipelas, but do you feel very painful?"

"Go on!" the man in the coffin said this, and the clay puppet formed by the art of creation was shattered by it, and then the lid of the coffin was lifted, and a fat man dressed in purple sat up, and he sat up half a head taller than the butcher knife, and his body was really huge, but his face was iron blue.

"With your identity, the spirit stone will definitely not impress you, and the employer will definitely promise to give you some antidote after the matter is completed. ”

"Yes," the man in the coffin looked strangely, "how do you know so much?"

"These are just my guesses," Tu Xiaodao continued, "but the antidote he gave you is only to relieve your pain, but it is only a symptom but not a cure, and it will even increase the toxicity in your body." ”

"What do you mean by that?" asked the man in the coffin, "do you have an antidote?"

"I don't have an antidote, but I'm sure I'll cure you. Tu Xiaodao said.

"You're lying!"

Tu Xiaodao smiled slightly: "Do you think I will risk my life?"

The man in the coffin looked at the butcher knife coldly, as if he wanted to see through him.

And at this time, Tu Xiaodao used the technique of creation to change a piece of loess in front of him, and then, he planted a hundred and ten kinds of spiritual grass on it, and then he watered these spiritual grass seeds with spiritual liquid, with the power of creation, and with the infiltration of spiritual liquid, these hundred and ten spiritual grasses grew wildly, and after about a stick of incense, these spiritual grasses grew and matured.

Tu Xiaodao harvested these spirit grasses, then he filled the iron pot with spiritual liquid, and then, he put all the harvested spirit grasses in the iron cauldron, and finally Tu Xiaodao used fire charms to make fire and began to refine the elixir.

In the meantime, the person in the coffin has been silently watching the butcher knife, not knowing what kind of medicine he is selling in his gourd.

After another hour, Tu Xiaodao refined more than ten pills.

Tu Xiaodao picked up a grain from the iron pot, sniffed it lightly, and said, "Not bad." ”

"Is this your cure?" asked the man in the coffin.

"That's right," Tu Xiaodao nodded, "but I don't know if you dare to eat it?"

"Humph!" the man in the coffin snorted.

"However, it's a good thing to be cautious after all," Tu Xiaodao said, throwing the pill in his hand into his mouth.

The person in the coffin stared at the butcher knife, and after another hour, the butcher knife still did not change his face.

"Are you relieved?" asked Tu Xiaodao.

The man in the coffin stretched out his hand and said, "Bring it!"

Tu Xiaodao took out a pill and threw it over, the person in the coffin took it, and felt a cool feeling in his abdomen, he hurriedly used his vitality to bring the medicinal power to his body, where the medicinal power went, the pain on his body was immediately reduced by a few points, and when the medicinal power was completely absorbed by the person in the coffin, he felt extremely comfortable, and for more than a hundred years, he had never been as relaxed as today.

The man in the coffin stretched out his hand and said, "Bring them all!"

"No, I can't. The butcher knife shook his head and refused.

"Look for death!" The people in the coffin moved slightly, and their sword intent was so clear that the butcher knife was almost out of breath.

But Tu Xiaodao said quietly: "Shall we talk about the conditions first?"

"What do you mean?" the person in the coffin looked at the butcher knife with a cold glint in his eyes.

"I can detoxify you, but you have to tell me who is trying to kill me. ”

"Hahaha...... "The man in the coffin laughed and asked, "Do you know who I killed the most?"

"I don't know. Tu Xiaodao shook his head.

"It's the ones who are hell-bent on threatening me. The man in the coffin sneered, "So, you still hurry up and give me the pill." ”