Fang Yan stayed in this dark cave for ten days, and under his continuous conditioning, Scar's injury has improved greatly, although he can't cultivate yet, there is no problem with walking, sitting and standing.

Fang Yan was not without a little gain, although he didn't understand the ingredients of the antidote, but he made him discover something, there was a trace of impurity in the pill that should have been extremely pure, and when he first found out, Fang Yan thought that the alchemist's alchemy level was limited, but later found that it was like this in each one, and Fang Yan began to pay attention.

Fang Yan tried to extract the trace of impurities, and gave the remaining pill to Scar, and after three consecutive days, the toxicity in Scar's body was eliminated.

At this time, even Scar understood, obviously every time he found that the poison in his body had disappeared, but it would appear again every other day, many people tried to find out the source of the toxin, but there was no result, it turned out that he and others were taking the antidote at the same time, they were also taking new poisons, no wonder they had been taking the antidote but it could only last for two days, it turned out that the people of the Hundred Poison Valley were doing things on the antidote.

After another two days, most of the toxicity on Liang Zi's body was resolved, and he only waited for the last pill to completely relieve the toxicity.

"Brother Ba, Brother Ba, Liang Zi was seriously injured by the guards. The monk surnamed Wang, who had been talking to Liang Zi that day, ran to the mouth of the cave where Fang Yan was and shouted.

"What?" Scar was anxious when he heard this, thinking that his boss was beside him, and quickly looked at Fang Yan.

"Let's go, Scar, let's go out and have a look, it's time to get out of here. ”

The monk surnamed Wang, who was at the entrance of the cave, suddenly saw the scar and dialect coming out of it, and said in some surprise: "Hey, isn't this the senior that day?"

"It's me, thank you for coming to inform us, come out with me, I'll take you out of here. "There is no nonsense in the dialect, and it is said directly.

"Huh?" the monk surnamed Wang was a little confused, not knowing what the dialect was saying.

"This is my boss, Wang Daoyou, we're leaving the Valley of Hundred Poisons. If you want to leave, follow us. Scar knew that he was not good at communicating with people in tongues, and opened his mouth to explain.

"He's your boss, and he can get here?"

Scar and Liangzi have a boss thing, many people here know it, many of them also know that if this boss doesn't come after a while, Scar and Liangzi will die, but no one thinks that the dialect will really come to the Hundred Poison Valley, Scar Liangzi is just a fourth-level cultivation of qi refining, where can their boss go, there are Xudan monks here, Xudan monks, for the monks in the Qi refining period, it is an unattainable existence, even if those foundation building monks, they only have the share of looking up.

It's not that no one has come to the Hundred Poison Valley to save people, but every time there are more poison slaves for the Hundred Poison Valley, half of the poison slaves here come this way.

The monk surnamed Wang didn't think that the boss of Scar would be able to rescue people, but seeing that Scar was so confident, he followed out with the mood of watching the excitement.

It was the time for the team to close in the evening, and on the way out with Scar, Fang Yan met many monks who had just returned, and they were a little surprised to see the three people opposite him.

Soon, they came to the mouth of the cave, and the monks did not come in, but the dialect of the province broke the formation.

"You two, what are you doing, it's time to rest, do you dare to come out, do you want to find death. ”

"Get out. Fang Yan shouted angrily, he had already seen Liang Zi lying on the ground dozens of feet away, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

picked up the scar with his hand, and the monk surnamed Wang, who followed him all the way, crossed the distance of dozens of zhang with a whoosh.

"Who hurt my brother?" Fang Yan probed Liang Zi and found that it was only a flesh wound, but the strength was very strong, and he was stunned, and he was not in a hurry to save people, but looked at a few guards coldly and asked.

The guard at the entrance of the cave just now also flew over, shouting: "Senior brother, someone rebelled." ”

Before he could land, he saw the dialect that stopped in front of his senior brother, "It's him, senior brother, he wants to rebel, and those two boys are also in a gang." ”

When the monk surnamed Wang heard this, his legs and stomach began to tremble, he didn't want to get involved in this matter, and ran back to remind Scar that it was just because Liang Zi usually took care of him, but because of this kindness, he would never do it.

"I didn't, he pulled me out. The monk surnamed Wang immediately opened his mouth and shouted loudly.

"Who hurt my brother?" said Fang Yan again.

The poisonous monk on the opposite side of Fang Yan looked at Fang Yan and said with some disdain: "Boy, what's wrong with me, and you still want compensation? You don't want to live, dare to shout here, don't think that you are great if you build a foundation, your antidote will be deducted twice, and next time you commit it, die." ”

"Well, I want you to pay with your life. Fang Yan said this, and threw out the multicolored shield with one hand to cover the scar and the beam on the ground, and at the same time, a flash of fire flashed on his hand, and before the poisonous monk on the other side could react, he was hit by a flame through his body, and the spirit armor on his body did not play a role at all.

He looked down at the big hole in his body, raised his head and said, "You are not a poison slave. As soon as he finished speaking, his body fell with a thud.

Suddenly, there was an uproar around, and the people who had not had time to enter the cave looked at this scene in surprise, this person not only has a magic weapon, but also can release spells, you know, although their cultivation has not been sealed, but they want to release mana but they absolutely can't, the toxin in the body, it doesn't matter if it is plain, but as long as the mana has been used, it will poison the dantian, and the body will explode and die in an instant.

The monks of the Hundred Poison Valley also found out about the situation, and remembered it with a few screams.

"Quickly inform Senior Brother that there is a foundation building monk coming. ”

Without their notice, several monks were already flying in the sky.

"Is that you?"

"Huh?" Fang Yan looked up at these poison cultivators, and there were several of them who knew each other, and they were a few of the people who were chasing after him at the beginning.

"Haha, I didn't expect you to really come, hand over the five poison beads, and I will spare you from death. The senior brother spoke.

Fang Yan looked at this senior brother, and a chill flashed in his eyes: "Do you want five poison beads?" I still want you to repay my brother for the suffering he has suffered these days." ”

With a dodge, Fang Yan pounced on this senior brother, Fang Yan's original plan was to kill, and he actually used his brother as a slave, and the idea of exchanging the five poison beads disappeared the moment he saw Liang Zi become a poisonous slave.

The poisonous monks of the Hundred Poison Valley did not expect that Fang Yan, who was alone, would dare to take the initiative to attack, but there were six foundation-building monks on his side, and he was just a monk who had just established the foundation, and he would dare to be so wild.

The senior brother was also angry: "Boy, don't look at what kind of place this is, how can the Valley of Hundred Poisons be a place where you can go wild." Between the waves of his hands, the smoke and yellow poisonous gas above were actually drawn out by him, and turned into several spirit snakes and pounced on Fang Yan.

If there are other means of attack, Fang Yan will be more attentive, these smoke and poisonous mist, Fang Yan does not pay attention to it at all, through these attacks, directly in front of the senior brother, compared to the fighting method, Fang Yan is still used to hand-to-hand combat.

The multicolored shield and the peach miasma armor have been sacrificed, and the dialect can easily urge the three treasures after building the foundation, but there is no suitable sword technique, only the direct attack with the flying sword is the most effective, where has the senior brother of the poison cultivator seen the dialect This kind of monk is not afraid of his own poisonous mist attack, and he will kill in front of him in an instant.

hurriedly sacrificed a spirit armor to defend, but found that it was already a little late, and his body had been pierced by a flying sword in the dialect of a snow hole, and at the same time, a destructive force was swimming in his body.

"Is this a fire?" In an instant, the senior brother knew the origin of this power in his body, but this was also his last consciousness, and with a miserable scream, Fang Yan had already taken away the spirit armor Qiankun bag on his body, leaving behind a body that was still steaming.

Fang Yan stepped back, without further delay, rolled up the scar beam, and flew upwards into the smoke and yellow poisonous mist.

It was only at this moment that the monk surnamed Wang realized what a big mistake he had made, and the opportunity to leave here was abandoned by himself.

The Hundred Poison Valley monks below were in a mess at the moment, and the senior brother who had cultivated to the highest level was not the enemy of the other party, so he hurriedly sacrificed his strongest protection, but he didn't expect that the other party was no longer entangled, and directly flew into the poisonous mist of the valley with his accomplices.

"Quick, quickly inform Elder Poison Luo, the rest of the stewards are gone, only Elder Poison Luo can catch this thief. ”

Several mana fluctuations flashed almost at the same time, and in the deepest part of the Hundred Poison Valley, in a dark secret room, a man with a thin body and skin like tree bark suddenly opened his eyes: "What, someone broke into the Hundred Poison Valley? Or is it a foundation building monk, and the poisonous mountain is actually dead? What a bunch of waste." ”

The body rattled a few times, and the man's withered body puffed up like an inflated balloon, becoming like a normal person, and then disappeared from the secret room with a whoosh.

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