After only a few breaths, Leng Xiao suddenly felt a tingling, and Wang Worm's own spirit was also restless. Only then did I see that the hard carapace of the king insect was like a layer of foam, constantly bulging and shattering, and it was extremely miserable.

"It's so toxic!"

This poison is not painful or itchy at first, and the onset is extremely fast. Even the body of the king insect is like this, if it is a human body, wouldn't it have become a puddle of rotten meat?

After appeasing the king worm, the dead qi and the aura condensed but did not disperse, forming two lines of protection on the surface of the body. The man's expression was focused, obviously unable to imagine that someone could break into the depths of the quicksand and be safe and sound under his poison.

Leng Xiao buried his head in the yellow sand, quickly retreated, and drilled into a nearby grain of blood sand. Tempted by death breath, although there is a bit of repulsion on the blood sand, it does not swallow it.

Leng Xiao perked up, looked around, and remembered the location of the nearby blood sand around him. Between a few ups and downs, there were already twenty or thirty grains of blood sand in his hands.

This person who occupies the fairy plate is dressed in simple clothes, and his appearance is not good, if he walks in the crowd, he will be regarded as a farmer.

The man's aura stagnated, and Huo Ran raised his head. Suddenly, dozens of grains of blood sand fell from the sky like rain.

A little suspicion flashed in his eyes, his eyes wandered, and he only raised his hand to collect the dozens of blood sand in his palm. Before he could relax, a huge sucking force suddenly came from the blood sand, threatening to devour his flesh and blood.

He looked down and saw that the immortal plate on his side had turned into a sand mound, and his fingers shattered into powder.

"Rats, dare to break ground on Fang's head!"

The man was furious, but he didn't sense Leng Xiao's whereabouts for a while. It is also affected by blood sand, and its actions are restricted.

Leng Xiao looked back, only to see the man's arms drawing Tai Chi, and as soon as he showed his soft strength, he lifted out the dozens of grains of blood sand like a raccoon coat and scattered them all over the ground.

"Distracted monks. Leng Xiao's expression remained unchanged, but a little thought flashed in his heart.

According to what he thought, when the Jia Shengjie talked about the celestial power to which the cloud barbarian belonged, there was a hint of belittling, but it also reflected the fear in his heart. It can be seen that these forces should be almost a little different from each other's strengths.

And this man surnamed Fang is distracted and cultivated, much taller than Jia Sheng, and he is not familiar with the immortal plate.

"Good at poison, Fang surname, is ......"

When he turned back, he ran desperately, a little faster than when he came. Along the way, Leng Xiao had a dead fluff left, which was being crushed inch by inch, regardless of whether the man sensed him or not, at least the direction was correct.

The king worm suddenly burrowed out of the yellow sand and landed on Leng Xiao's shoulder. As soon as the soul crossed, he held the fairy plate in his hand when he opened his eyes. As soon as the immortal plate was opened, the pressure suddenly dissipated, and the feet were loosened.

Shi Lingxi suddenly opened his eyes, and before he could call "master", he was quickly taken away by Leng Xiao.

In the distance in the hazy sand and dust, I don't know how many people have reached the brink of death, and one step further will set foot on Huangquan Road.

Seeing that the yellow sand has reached the mouth, nose, eyebrows and eyes, the slightly stronger people have not passed the waist and chest. Leng Xiao sighed lightly: "Okay, save people's lives and build a seventh-level floating slaughter!"

Every time he passed someone, he raised his finger a little. There is the power of the immortal disk to extradite to others. The originally desperate person, before he could react, suddenly froze, and was saved.

or rough looking, or delicate and delicate people, those who have a heart will thank Leng Xiao with a fist and say in a solemn voice, while those who have no heart will flee in a hurry, secretly glad that they saved their lives.

The man hurriedly chased after him, and he also rampage in the blood sand, but he was still a step too late. When I first saw someone walking, I was still happy in my heart, and I thought I had caught the thief.

Seeing that the person captured in his hand was only Jin Dan Xiuwei, he couldn't help but be angry, and asked the man to feed the blood sand. Looking up at the direction where Leng Xiao had left, his expression became cold.

"There is also the leisure to save some irrelevant people, I really don't take Fang Mou in my eyes. ”

Between several ups and downs, he fell in front of a group of three people, and with just one hand, he restrained the three people. Yin said with a smile: "The three of you walk slowly, there is something to ask for advice below." Where did the people who saved the three go?"

The strong man at the head looked the man up and down with his eyes and said, "Who are you and what are you looking for?"

"Friends. The man said.

The strong man suddenly relaxed a little and said with a smile: "In this case, the man went straight to the west." ”

Before he could finish speaking, the man was gone. The smile on his face suddenly dissipated, turned into a solemn touch, and hurriedly said, "Hurry up!"

The cheers began, and the three of them looked at each other, their bodies still frozen there.

A palm gently rested on his shoulder and said, "It's not a good habit to lie. ”

He didn't give the strong man a chance to change his words, and directly removed his head. Then he asked the other two: "Fang Mou's patience is limited, and he asks one last time, where did that person go?"

Returning to the bulletin board, there are even more crowded people, some who have escaped death, and more people who watch the excitement, talking to each other, boasting or fearing.

"Go to the tavern before and wait for a teacher. ”

Leng Xiao left the king worm by Shi Lingxi's side in case of accidents. He rubbed his face in yellow sand, his clothes were dirty, and he was not brilliant in the crowd. When he met someone, he whispered: "Fang Lang of Yanghualang re-emerged from the rivers and lakes, and went deep into the quicksand land to refine new poisons, which made the quicksand land change suddenly, and added countless lives for no reason. ”

The voice is noisy, and wherever Leng Xiao passes, the voice can always be clearly transmitted to the ears of others. Gradually, everyone talked about the matter from how the blood sand was, how the dead people changed to how Fang Lang was, and even more, bluntly said that they saw Fang Lang walking through the quicksand with their own eyes, and they swore an oath.

The so-called three people become tigers, and the truth is the same. Don't say that it is true, even if it is false at this moment, it has become true.

The immortal plate has been put into the fingers, and there is no more breath, Fang Lang did not see his face, and then he wanted to find the immortal plate, and if he was a fool talking about his dream, he must be furious at this moment.

Fang Lang's identity, although it was Leng Xiao's guess. But the distracted monk surnamed Fang and is good at poison, looking at the five domains, there is only one person.

In the tavern, it is still the same location, and a table of wine and food has been served. Xiao Er glanced at Leng Xiao and sighed, "There are a lot of people who died today. ”

Leng Xiao smiled lightly: "What day will there be fewer people who will die?"

Xiao Er was stunned, shook his head with a smile and retreated, and went to serve the wine guests at the side table.

A drunken man shouted in shock: "If you want to say that Fang Lang, it is not a thing." Not to mention the convulsions caused by the quicksand, my brother easily escaped for his life, but because he blocked his way, he trampled on all his organs and buried his bones in the yellow sand. ”

As he spoke, his eyes were red and swirling, and he seemed to have a close relationship with his dead brother. The person on the other side hurriedly stopped, looked around in a panic, and regardless of whether it had anything to do with others, they all cast apologetic looks.

He hurriedly said: "Leopard, don't talk nonsense, if Fang Lang's predecessor hears it, ten lives are not enough to die!"

Someone at the adjacent table laughed angrily: "Why should Brother Tai panic, that dog has caused countless deaths and caused the anger of everyone." Even if he has the means to reach the sky, if I am equal to the qi branches, he will dare to be presumptuous again!"

A chuckle came: "It's not big, but the tone is not small." ”

The man was furious, and before he could refute, an iron hand suddenly wrapped around his neck. After just two breaths, this person was dark green, his eyes were purple, and he lost his breath.

Xiao Er greeted him in three steps, and said half-fearfully and half-helplessly: "It's not easy to run a small shop, and the guest officer kills people indiscriminately, so how can you do business in the future?"

The shopkeeper also greeted him, only a pair of cold eyes at this person, and he didn't dare to say another word.

"Together...... Instead, I asked Fang to take a good look at how much the so-called same qi and branches of the rabble can do!"

"Fang Lang. ”

Leng Xiao only glanced at him, and then turned to drink with his head down. At this time, Fang Lang was obviously angry, and the person just bumped into him, which could be described as looking for death.

Even the person who had previously killed his brother who died tragically at the hands of Fang Lang also cowered in the corner, not daring to take a breath.

Xiao Er said that the previous warnings were not all right, and there was a fourth type of person who could not be provoked, that is, a person who cultivated to the top like Fang Lang.

"I heard that Brother Fang retired to the rivers and lakes, and he still went to self-cultivation, why is he still so impetuous and rude?"

At this moment, someone dared to speak out to ridicule Fang Lang, which attracted everyone's attention in an instant. It was originally the poisonous toad Meng Xinyu. Looking behind Meng Xinyu again, the Yin and Yang of the Tai almost walked back and forth.

The three major poison cultivators gathered together, and they could meet in this dilapidated tavern, I don't know if it was a coincidence or deliberately.

Obviously, it's the latter.

Meng Xinyu put his beard on his abdomen, stroked it lightly at the moment, and said: "If you want to refine poison, you can refine it well, if you want blood sand, you can take it well, and you want to stir up this bloody storm." Have you not forgotten the changes in the quicksand two hundred years ago?"

"It's a blessing that the entire quicksand mound was swallowed up, and if you are not careful, the Inhumans of the Eastern Regions will be displaced and wander the world in the future. ”

Fang Langzhi sneered: "Old toad, why bother to act like a good person and pretend to be a good person." Are there still fewer people who have died under your poison technique?"

He paused for a moment and said indifferently: "Even if there is only quicksand left in the entire Eastern Regions, it can't affect Fang." As for ants, what is the pity of life and death?"

I don't know what grievances there are between these three poisonous cultivators, and there is tension for a while. The momentum alone almost lifted off the roof. Shantai Yin and Yang said coldly: "You and I have no grudges, and the life and death of others have nothing to do with me." However, the toxin attacked the heart, and his life was short, which coincided with Brother Meng's willingness to eliminate harm for the people and become an adult. If you can refine your poison arts, you can live for a few more years. ”

"I'm sorry, Brother Fang. ”

The throat of the yin and yang of the platform is slightly hoarse, and it trembles when he walks, as if he is about to fall. Leng Xiao looked at it lightly, and his gaze stayed on Meng Xinyu for a moment.

When did this murderous poisonous cultivator become a good person? Or maybe he was used to living an ordinary life, tired of fighting and killing, and couldn't bear to watch the changes happen in the Eastern Regions.

"Little two, check out. ”

As soon as he walked out of the tavern, just as he had feared before, the roof of the tavern was indeed lifted alive, rolled hundreds of feet, and smashed on the high pavilion in the distance. It was the fireworks venue that scared the girls into shock.

The old bustard pointed his throat, twisted his fat body, walked with cat steps, and called for compensation. But as soon as he saw the three major poisonous cultivators, all of a sudden his resentment was dispersed, and all the poisonous words were swallowed back.

The palace lord of Yi was lazy and leaned against the wall, admiring the battle between dragons and tigers, and there was a tall and strong man poking his head out in the crowd, which was particularly eye-catching.

Thunder Dragon, Kan Man Bear.