Luoying Mountain stretches for thousands of miles, and there are countless peaks. The Hundred Poison Cave is located three hundred miles west of Wanzhu Peak. Compared to the dense spiritual energy in other places, this place is a poor mountain and bad water, and the blue-purple clouds that permeate the valley all day long can directly turn people below the seventh level of qi cultivation into pus and blood.

Even if it is a monk who has cultivated qi at the seventh level or more, under this rolling poisonous mist, he will not be able to please either, and if he cultivates in this kind of ghost place, he will not be able to encounter any highly poisonous things, and he may die under the poisonous gas of this poisonous substance in an instant. Ordinary disciples, no one would come to this cave of poison to suffer. Anyone who is sent here is an unlucky person who offends the division commander.

Fang De'an sat on the flying goshawk, thinking about the legend of the Hundred Poison Cave. Although he was embarrassed when he heard people mention this Hundred Poison Cave in the past, he never thought that he would actually enter this Hundred Poison Cave one day.

There are many poisons in the Hundred Poison Cave, which can be described as nine deaths and one life. Even if someone can survive the five-year period, most of their cultivation will be abolished. Those who are very few who come out of the Hundred Poison Cave will eventually die of poison because of the poisonous gas entering the body and not living long.

The two deacon disciples who were holding Fang De'an on the left and the right didn't pay attention to Fang De'an at the beginning, and after seeing the purple-blue poisonous mist in the Hundred Poison Cave, the thin-looking disciple wiped Fang De'an's waist and directly took off Fang De'an's small Qiankun bag.

"Fang De'an, you won't need this little Qiankun bag in the future, my brothers will use it more for you!"

In the small Qiankun bag is the immortal stones and charms that Fang De'an has been desperately accumulating over the years, which can be regarded as Fang De'an's lifeblood. Especially when entering the Cave of Hundred Poisons. Every fairy stone and charm may be a lifesaver in a critical moment.

Didn't these two people take away his little Qiankun bag at this time? Fang De'an's face showed a hint of anger.

"What's the matter? not convinced, aren't you?" The disciple who took Fang De'an's small Qiankun bag slapped Fang De'an's face, and said with a cold smile: "Fang De'an, do you believe that the buddy is here to clean you up, and absolutely no one cares about your life or death?"

With this sentence, Fang De'an believed that he was now a guilty body, and no one came to the scope of this hundred poison cave. Not to mention that these two people cleaned him up, even if they beat him half to death, I'm afraid he can only admit it.

I thought that heroes don't suffer immediate losses. But his heart was full of anger. But in the end, Fang De'an still didn't speak, and the one who knew the times was Junjie. He's at a loss. Now it can only be swallowed.

The thin disciple was puzzled and punched Fang De'an's stomach hard, causing Fang De'an to shrink his stomach like a shrimp in an instant. Just when the thin disciple was about to make a move on Fang De'an for the second time, the disciple in his thirties next to him said, "Senior brother, forget it, anyway, there are dead people in both horizontal and vertical areas, why do you have to meet him in general?"

The skinny disciple snorted and said, "This guy really doesn't know whether he lives or dies, and he doesn't pee to take pictures of himself." I even want to learn from other people's heroes to save beauty, hum. It's okay now, Mei didn't save it, and she took her own life, it's really funny!"

As he spoke, the disciple opened Fang De'an's small Qiankun bag. Although this small Qiankun bag is the lowest small Qiankun bag, it was also bought by Fang De'an after accumulating a year of spirit stones, and it was full of Fang De'an's net worth.

"What a poor ghost, one hundred and twenty low-grade immortal stones, Fang De'an, you won't sue me, you, a mountain patrol disciple, only have so much income, right?" The thin disciple was a little disappointed on his face, and said gloomily, obviously, he was not too satisfied with the immortal stones on Fang De'an's body.

Fang De'an secretly hated these inferior immortal stones, but he had accumulated them piece by piece. Now that he was taken away by this person for no reason, he actually disliked too few fairy stones. He snorted and said, "I just have so many immortal stones, do you want to love it." ”

Senior brother, I recently learned a new Nine Yin White Bone Hand, although it is a martial art, but it is still good to torture those who are disobedient, and I will show it to Senior Brother today. As the thin disciple spoke, his fingers clicked seven times like lightning on Fang De'an's belly.

As these seven points were over, Fang De'an felt that his stomach seemed to have hundreds of little claws constantly scratching. Although he is also a monk, because he has not built a foundation, for a while, the whole person is curled up like a shrimp.

I don't know how long it took, just when Fang De'an felt that he was about to faint, the strange pain suddenly disappeared cleanly. Seeing the thin disciple who used the Nine Yin White Bone Hand on himself, he smiled and said, "Boy, count yourself lucky, when you get to the place, let's go down!"

Although the pain has decreased, Fang De'an at this moment has lost the strength to even move a finger. He secretly swore in his heart that as long as he had the opportunity, he would definitely avenge this arrow, but he knew better in his heart that in his life, the hope of revenge was basically gone!

"Old Qin Shuang, why don't you hurry up and pick up the newcomer!" When the flying eagle was still three feet away from the ground, the disciple in his thirties shouted loudly towards the depths of the dense fog.

With this shout, a thin body was seen walking out of the valley. His figure is not low, but his waist, which looks like a pot, makes him look like he can only reach Fang De'an's waist.

"Ahem, it turned out to be two senior brothers, this time the two senior brothers came to give us the Hundred Poison Cave again, haha, I have been missing the two senior brothers in the past two days, if you two don't give them away, we are here, then there is really no one to give food to the three-tailed scorpion!" This time, the two senior brothers really did a good thing, looking at this kid's cultivation, they can send food to the three-tailed scorpion for half a year. ”

"Hahaha, old Qin Shuang, which time is not a boutique given to you by our brother? But forget the three-tailed scorpion, the elder who sent him has already explained, you must let him raise the Ice and Fire Cicada!" The thin disciple smiled and said, "You can enjoy the taste of the Nine Heavens of Ice and Fire every day, Senior Brother Fang, you don't have to thank me." ”

What this thing is, Fang De'an didn't know, but the man's smile made his heart chill. And that old Qin Shuang's old face also twitched, obviously surprised by this arrangement.

"Don't worry, two senior brothers, I will definitely treat this brother well. Old Qin Shuang patted his chest, and his expression was normal.

"Okay, then you can entertain this fool who saved the beauty well, haha, our brother will take his leave for the time being!" the thin man waved to the eagle as he spoke, and prepared to fly on the eagle's back.

That old Qin Shuang was extremely enthusiastic and said: "Two senior brothers, since you are here, why don't you rest here for a while, although we don't have any good things here, we can still afford a cup of tea." ”

"Forget it, your cup of tea, let's drink it by yourself!" The thin man waved his hand and was about to rise up, but he saw a red light from the distant sky like lightning speeding towards the direction of the Hundred Poison Cave.

"Senior Uncle of the Foundation Building Period, Old Qin Shuang, how can you have a Senior Uncle of the Foundation Building Period here, isn't it that a Senior Uncle needs poison for cultivation?"

The more stable disciple said softly at this time: "No matter which senior uncle it is, we still have a good meeting." ”

Fang De'an also saw the sword light, and a trace of gloom rose in his heart, his biggest hope in the past was to be able to build a foundation successfully and become a foundation building disciple. And now, that dream is undoubtedly shattered. If he had the cultivation to build a foundation now, even if it was Feng Qingting, he would never dare to send him to this Hundred Poison Cave to wait for death.

The sword light flickered, revealing two figures, these are two slender bodies, flying in the forefront, is a woman in her thirties, a thin body as a wicker with a dry face, giving people a cold feeling. Fang De'an didn't know this woman, but he knew the woman behind him.

It's Cheng Xiaotong! How did this lovely girl come here? Could it be that she wanted to use herself at her own expense in exchange for his Fang De'an's freedom? For a while, Fang De'an's heart was mixed.

"Meet Uncle Lu, I don't know what arrangements Uncle Lu has for coming here!" The old Qin Shuang was the first to come out and respectfully saluted the woman in her thirties.

The woman in her thirties snorted and said, "Qin Shuang, have you sent a person named Fang De'an here?"

Before she could finish speaking, Cheng Xiaotong, who fell from the sword light, had already run towards Fang De'an, she commanded with her hand, and a golden sword talisman directly untied the rope that bound Feng De'an: "Senior Brother Fang, let's get out of here." ”

"Senior Sister Xiaotong, there's nothing wrong with me in this Hundred Poison Cave, you ...... You don't have to grieve yourself, that ......" Fang De'an didn't know what to say, he wanted to stand up, but he didn't have any strength, and as soon as he raised his head, he fell heavily to the ground.

Xiao Tong helped Fang De'an up, and said with joy: "Senior Brother Fang, you don't have to think about it, Uncle Fang has already come out of the secret realm of Shizhong Mountain, and this time he asked me to rescue you." ”

Xiaotong's words suddenly made Fang De'an go from hell to the world. However, the faces of the two disciples who had come over from the escort room turned like ashes. Fang Ling came out, there were too many things that it represented!

"Senior Sister Lu, look at what is wrong with Senior Brother Fang, why has Senior Brother Fang become like this after only half a day?" Xiao Tong waved at the woman surnamed Lu and said loudly.

The woman surnamed Lu strolled towards Fang De'an, but her eyes were like poisonous snakes staring at Qin Shuang and the other three. For a moment, the expressions of these three people were full of fear! (To be continued......)

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