All the disciples of the Poison Sect raised their heads, and they all spewed out a mouthful of essence blood in their hearts and submerged into the poisonous mist, only to see that among them, the black mangs were flourishing, and countless poisonous insects made noisy noises, rushing towards Shen Lu.

"......"

Shen Lu's heart was foggy, and he took two steps behind him,

Are these Poison Sect disciples full of dirt in their heads? Where would he play with that hidden weapon?

The poisonous mist aura index is one star, the difficulty of eating is five stars, the taste is extremely poor, and it is difficult to digest.

Whew—

Several streaks of silver light struck from the woods, and in the blink of an eye, a group of Poison Sect disciples who were concentrating on tinkering with poison didn't have time to react at all, and they died.

"Hmph, a bunch of bastards who can only do crooked ways!"

After a while, a group of people in Tsing Yi walked out.

The first to bear the brunt was a white-haired old man, who raised his eyes and glanced at Shen Lu slightly, and walked towards him.

Huang Shan: Two stars for the aura index, four stars for the difficulty of eating, the taste is average, and he is a disciple of the outer sect of Langzhou Qingjian Sect.

"What are you going to do? I'm still a kid, don't think anything wrong about me!"

Shen Lu swallowed his saliva, pretending to be afraid of retreating, but in fact he secretly mentioned it, for fear of this sudden sneak attack.

Open guns are easy to dodge and dark arrows are difficult to defend, Shen Lu still understands this truth.

"Lei Zhu, hand it over. The white-haired old man said in a deep voice, and with his right hand behind him, he gently rubbed it and pulled out several darts.

I found out that there was a living thunder lion here, but he was not his opponent, so he united with his mortal rival Poison Wushuang to fight the enemy together, but he didn't expect to kill a wild boy halfway.

not only robbed them of the treasure they had worked so hard to get their hands on.

And killed Poison Musou so easily!

Shen Lu took a closer look at everyone, and found that there were as many as four third-level monks, and the rest were second-level and upper-grade monks.

"If you don't want Lei Zhu, there is one life!"

"Hard mouth! The old man did it himself!"

The white-haired old man snorted coldly, and several silver rays of light burst out from his fingers, cutting straight to Shen Lu's chest, and a little smug flashed in his eyes.

If you are not afraid of poison, is it possible that you are not afraid of hidden weapons?

A trace of blood splattered out, Shen Lu's face turned white in vain, he covered his chest and knelt down, and let out a miserable scream.

"Ah...... I'm dead......"

Everyone's faces were unnatural, and the scream was really amazing, like killing a pig, and those who didn't know thought that the white-haired old man was a butcher.

The white-haired old man was suspicious in his heart, and he always felt that something was wrong, so he stepped forward a few steps and stretched out his hand to lift Shen Lu.

The outstretched hand had just touched Shen Lu's collar, only to see Shen Lu turn over and pinch his wrist suddenly, and a huge force came from his wrist, and an old face suddenly became distorted.

"Hey, the old man is interesting, huh?"

Shen Lu smiled innocently, locked the neck of the white-haired old man with his backhand, directly sealed his meridians with huge force, and removed the other hand from his chest and pulled out the dart.

If he hadn't been injured on purpose, with his current physical strength, these ordinary weapons would have been helpless against him.

The disciples of the Green Sword Sect were anxious, but there were also a few bold people who shouted boldly.

"Stinky boy, let go of Senior Brother!"

"Otherwise, my Blue Sword Sect will hunt you down to the end!"

Shen Lu didn't bird them, his arm strangled the white-haired old man's neck with a slight force, and the sound of deranged muscles and bones spread all around.

The disciples suddenly fell silent.

When Shen Lu looked at the storage bag on these people's waists, his eyes lit up, and his lips smiled evilly.

"Hand over all the valuable things on your body, otherwise, your senior brother's life will ......"

"Look at it! Don't give it to him yet!"

The white-haired old man couldn't ease his anger, and shouted violently, which immediately alarmed the disciples who were hesitating, and they took out the storage bags on their bodies and threw them over.

Shen Lu nodded with satisfaction, and his arm worked harder.

Click-

The old man kicked his legs a few times and burped on the spot.

"Sorry, I overtried my head. ”

Shen Lu blinked innocently, his face was full of comfort, but under his eyes, a bit of banter was overflowing, and he smiled and put the storage bag in his pocket.

Everyone dared to be angry.

The white-haired old man was the strongest of them, and although this kid was only a third-level inferior strength, he could easily break his neck.

The strength can be seen.

They are no better than the fools of the Poison Sect, who don't even want their own lives in order to take revenge.

One of them plucked up his courage and stepped forward to salute.

"Can I leave my name?"

"Call me handsome!"

Shen Lu saw their concerns, casually ripped out a name, turned around and took out the compass, and urged the Fengxing cloak to go straight to the north.

The towering trees around the area gradually decreased, and the view became wider.

Stopping on top of a boulder, looking at the endless desert ahead, if there was no compass to guide him, Shen Lu dared to make 100 promises, he would definitely get lost.

"I don't know how long it will be ......"

Shen Lu pinched his fingers and calculated, since entering the secret realm, more than half a month has passed.

If you don't know when the secret realm will close, you'll be trapped in it all the time.

I don't know when, the sound of fighting suddenly came from my ears.

His ears moved slightly, Shen Lu didn't want to participate in this kind of fight, after all, there were mixed fish and dragons in this secret realm, and he was also a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, but he couldn't help but see a beautiful woman.

Murong Xianyin aura index is three stars, food difficulty is five stars, the taste is excellent, a third-level low-grade monk, the eldest lady of the Murong family in Lizhou.

"It's so pretty......"

Shen Lu swallowed his saliva, sighed lightly from time to time, and unconsciously remembered Su Tao'er in his mind, but he was now in a foreign land, separated by 108,000 miles.

"Humble human woman, seeing that you have a bit of a look, it is better to be my slave and maid, so that I can serve me for a long time, and your benefits will be indispensable at that time. ”

The rough voice instantly pulled Shen Lu's thoughts back to reality, and he raised his eyes.

A man who looked like a toad, covered in pus-covered poisonous sores, with pus between his fingers, but his speed of action was not slow, and he was chasing a beautiful woman like a fairy.

"Disgusting!

Murong Xianyin frowned slightly, and snorted.

While dodging, she shot out a few sword qis, and a pair of gilded boots under her feet, which seemed to be not low-level magic weapons, could make her levitate in mid-air.

I was accompanied by a strong family member to enter the secret realm to experience it, but I didn't expect to be separated from the people of the family soon after I came in.

"You can't run away, can you?

The toad screamed a few times in a strange way, unhurriedly opened a few more sword qis, looked at Murong Xuan's slender figure, and forced it to the point where there was no way to retreat, with an obscene look in his eyes.

Suddenly, a two-person tree trunk smashed straight down, and Shen Lu jumped down from the trunk.

"Toads want to eat swan meat too!"

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