In the dark night, the Valley of the Poison King fell into silence, and one of the disciples guarding the valley outside stood there boredly yawning, looked up at the sky, and scolded: "Little Fourth, that bastard, today he said that he was keeping vigil, and he lied to Lao Tzu..."

And standing beside him, the slightly shorter man pouted: "If he hadn't relied on the second senior brother, I would have made him a medicine test furnace a long time ago..."

"Poof!" Just as he finished speaking, a fist with silver flames suddenly burst out of his chest.

"Who is it..."The person who complained before noticed that the temperature around him had risen sharply, and hurriedly turned around to look, but the scene in front of him made his pupils constrict instantly, but before the shouting and questioning landed, he felt a sharp pain in his chest, and slowly looked down to see that a burning silver fist was slowly pulled out of his chest.

"How many are these?" Zhang Hao took the corpses of the two into the ring, looked around cautiously, and saw that no one had found it, so he asked in his heart.

"The tenth!" the old voice of the Spirit Void Son muttered for a moment, and replied in his heart.

"Hmm! Go on!" After Zhang Hao nodded slightly, his figure immediately disappeared under the night sky, and when the sky was just dark, he began to kill, until now, more than an hour has passed, and the disciples of the Poison King Valley who died in his hands have reached the number of ten.

"Bang!" A deep voice suddenly sounded in a house near the mouth of the valley, and then Zhang Hao's figure slowly walked out of the wall behind the house, and a cold smile rose from the corner of his mouth: "Thirteen!"

This time, he almost exerted the escape method to the current extreme, and even Lingxuzi had to sigh at the magic of this escape method, quietly blending into any place, quietly approaching the target, this way of killing people can be said to make the opponent unguardable.

"The outer disciples should have been solved, right?" Walking out of the back of the house, Zhang Hao's figure was hidden in the corner next to him, and asked quietly.

"Well, the disciples of the night vigil have been cleared, but these people are all ordinary disciples of the Poison King Valley, and most of the cultivators are around the late stage of condensation, and next, it is the place where the core disciples of the Poison King Valley gather, you have to be careful!" The soul son slowly withdrew the soul power that spread out, and there was a trace of solemnity in his voice.

"Don't worry, no matter what, tonight, we will bloody the Valley of the Poison King!" Hearing this, Zhang Hao's eyes swelled with a touch of calmness, since he embarked on the path of cultivation, he has always maintained restraint, and has never made a move against people who do not provoke him, but this time, he is really murderous!

"Little Four, didn't you keep vigil today, why are you sleeping here again?" A few hundred meters away from Zhang Hao's hiding place, in the room, a shrill voice suddenly sounded, and then an impatient scolding voice was heard from the house: "What's the matter with you, Lao Tzu is willing, what's wrong?"

At the same time as this voice sounded, the wooden door of the house was pushed open, and a fat guy squeezed out of the door, turning back and cursing something to the room as he went.

"Poof!" However, just as he was about to turn around, the palm that had been containing silver flames suddenly peeked out from under the night sky, grabbed his neck, and the terrifying temperature of the silver flames instantly turned it into ashes, and there was no sound from beginning to end.

Endless killings continued to be staged under the cover of night, and there were fewer and fewer disciples in the Valley of the Poison King, but no one noticed that the terrifying killing was gradually approaching them.

Maybe it's because of the night's rest, but more often than not, they expected that someone would dare to come to the Poison King Valley to make trouble, there is a lot of poisonous gas here, and it is difficult for ordinary people to enter.

Zhang Hao's figure slowly appeared in the room where the fat man walked out, one of the gray-haired old men was cultivating on the bed with his eyes closed, looking at his breath, because he should have reached the middle stage of the knot, a stream of pure heaven and earth aura, carrying light black smoke, continued to drill into the body, and in his hands, he held two colorful poisonous insects, and the rich fishy aura spread from these two poisonous insects.

"Da Da!" The sound of slight footsteps suddenly sounded in this house, and the old man who was cultivating suddenly opened his eyes, but there was no figure in front of him, seeing this, he slowly frowned, and then muttered: "Did you hear it wrong?"

"I heard it wrong!" Just as the old man frowned and muttered, a cold voice suddenly sounded in front of him, and after hearing this voice, the old man's pupils instantly constricted, and the two poisonous insects in his hands were thrown forward by him fiercely.

"Poof!" At this moment, a palm surrounded by silver flames suddenly poked out of the void, and the terrifying high temperature instantly turned the two colorful poisonous insects into ashes, but the speed of the silver palm did not decrease at all, and he leaned towards the old man, and Zhang Hao's figure also appeared in the room.

"Who are you?" Seeing the dark gray figure that suddenly appeared, the old man's pupils shrank fiercely, and then his face was cloudy.

"Bang!" However, his angry shouting did not make the other party pause, and a punch slammed into his heart, seeing this, the old man suddenly shouted: "Look for death!"

Immediately, a thick black gas poured out from his palms, and the black gas quickly formed a black smoke in front of him, enveloping the palm containing silver flames, but before he could stand up, a dark gray shadow passed through the thick black mist as fast as lightning, and then slammed into his chest with a punch.

"You... You're not afraid of turning into bone poisonous smoke?" the old man slowly lowered his head, and when he saw the fist surrounded by silver flames, it finally plunged into his chest, and a trace of astonishment crossed his face, and he asked in a hissed voice.

"Bone poisonous smoke?" Hearing this, the corners of Zhang Hao's mouth hooked up a cold arc, and then the silver flame on his arm rose, instantly turning his body into nothingness, and he smiled coldly, and his figure disappeared again.

Scenes of silent killing were constantly staged in the nearby rooms, and the number of people who died at Zhang Hao's hands had reached seventy, and most of the rooms in the Valley of the Poison King were visited by him, among them, the highest cultivator, that is, the gray-haired old man just now, and the remaining disciples, for him now, there was no danger at all.

The night slowly receded in the silent slaughter, until a glimmer of morning light appeared again in the sky, but the entire Poison King Valley fell into a dead silence.

Located in a cave deep in the Valley of the Poison King, a young man with a pale face slowly opened his eyes, looking at the colorful colors on his hands, the corners of his mouth lifted a satisfied smile, and then turned his head, looked at the pool of colorful pool water in the cave, and laughed softly: "It is worthy of the colorful hemolysis pool, in just one month, my cultivation has reached the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, hehe, if it goes on like this, it is only a matter of time before I catch up with that old guy!"

I saw that the smile on the corner of his mouth became extremely calm, and he muttered: "Zhou Lin, that idiot, I have let you follow Wang Yi for so many years, and you can't even do this little thing, and the soul blood baby doesn't know if it's in hand..."

"Hehe, the disciples of the Poison King Valley, are they all like you who deceive teachers and destroy ancestors?" However, just as he lowered his head and muttered to himself, a sneer suddenly sounded in the cave.

"Who?" Hearing this laughter, the young man's face instantly became gloomy, what he said just now must not be allowed to be listened to by others, otherwise it will reach Wu Gan's ears, and there will be only a dead end.

"No matter who it is, you must not stay!" At the same time as the shouting question sounded, I saw a flash of murderous intent in his pupils.

"The one who came to ask for your life!" Ranran, not long after his shouting fell, an emaciated figure slowly walked in from outside the cave.

"If you want my life, then it's up to you to have the ability!" Seeing a figure in a dark gray cloak appear at the entrance of the cave, his face crossed with a hint of surprise, and then he sneered softly.

When he saw this person just now, he used his divine sense to probe the other party's cultivation, and when he saw that it was just a person in the middle stage of the knot, a cold smile gradually lifted on the corner of his mouth.

Generally, cultivators use divine consciousness to detect the other party's cultivation, which is a detection method that can only be used by those who have a high cultivation level, compared to those who have a low cultivation level, and only those who have a strong soul can use their soul to detect.

"You are Wu Gan's second disciple Tian Wuguang, right?" The dark gray figure slowly raised his hand, lifted the cloak on his head, revealing a thin face, it was Zhang Hao, I saw a cold smile on the corner of his mouth, and asked softly.

After killing in the Poison King Valley all night, hundreds of disciples outside were all buried under the silver flames at this moment, but he did not meet the disciples of the Poison King Valley who had reached the Yuan Infant Stage of cultivation.

The doubts in his heart made him use his soul power to search carefully again, only to find that there was a cave hidden in the depths of the valley, and the breath of the people in the cave had reached the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, and after a little thought in his heart, he understood the identity of the other party.

"You can come here, the people outside are already dead, right?" However, the young man with a gloomy face did not answer his question, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he asked with a smile.

"Sort of!" Zhang Hao nodded slightly, then stared at him playfully, and said, "What? Do you want to avenge them?"

Hearing the word revenge, the young man's expression was slightly stunned, and then he sneered and said, "Revenge?

Seeing this, Zhang Hao raised his eyebrows in surprise, and then asked with a smile: "What do you mean by this?"

"Do you have a grudge against Wu Gan?" the young man tilted his head slightly, glanced at the colorful hemolysis pool next to him without a trace, and seemed to ask casually.

And Zhang Hao saw that he didn't answer his question, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, and then he nodded, and said, "It can be regarded as a grudge!"

Hearing this, a trace of doubt suddenly crossed the young man's face, and he immediately smiled: "Do you know what kind of cultivation Wu Qian is?"

Zhang Hao glanced at him with a smile, and said slowly: "The early stage of the cave void!"

"Since you know that he is a cultivator in the early stage of the cave void, do you dare to come?" Hearing this, the young man frowned slightly, and asked with a puzzled expression.

"You don't have to worry about this!" Seeing this, Zhang Hao shook his head slightly, and then the two looked at each other like this, until a moment later, the corners of the young man's mouth lifted a slight arc, and said, "Maybe we can join forces!"

And Zhang Hao looked at him with interest and said with a smile: "Why should I believe you?"

Seeing this, the young man's pale face slowly sank, and then he sneered and said, "Is it enough for him to kill my brother?"

"Oh, in that case, why do you worship him as a teacher?" Zhang Hao asked with a smile as he looked at the young man opposite him in surprise.

"Worship him as a teacher?" Haha..." Hearing this, the other party immediately burst out laughing, and then roared with a hideous face: "If I don't worship him as a teacher, how can I avenge my brother? Only by worshipping him as a teacher and learning all his martial arts can I know his weaknesses and kill him with my own hands!"

"With your cultivation in the middle stage of the Dan Dynasty, if you want to kill Wu Gan, you will undoubtedly send him to death, as long as we join forces, I believe there will be a chance to kill him!" The hideous color on the young man's face slowly dissipated, and then he looked at him and said softly.

Hearing this, Zhang Hao suddenly laughed, then slowly shook his head, and said, "I won't cooperate with someone with such a deep scheming, because... I don't know if you're going to suddenly attack me behind my back, so... You'd better die!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Hao's figure flashed slightly, and then slapped his palm angrily......