Chubby and handsome, as if he had caught the death of the king of ten thousand poisons, he continued with excitement: "do you really think I'm stupid? You will never die, and your old wounds will recur on the night of the overcast moon every month. It's the time when you are the weakest.

It's true that killing the leaves is not enough to kill you, but what about the netherworld wild lotus? Ha ha, the toxicity produced by the combination of the two is not as simple as one plus one equals two. I remember you said that when the netherworld wild lotus meets the extinct leaves, the toxin produced can poison the immortal.

Coupled with the high temperature of the hot and dry magma pool and the consequence of your constant hard work, are you old enough to drink a pot? These are all the poison use knowledge you gave me, OK? I remember right? Gaga, Gaga... "

"Cough..." the king of ten thousand poisons coughed: "yes, you are really better than the others. I didn't expect that you would get the netherworld wild lotus. Now I think you should have gone to the netherworld Valley eight hundred years ago and got this wild lotus?"

Chubby and handsome, he said: "yes, I'm lucky. When you said that the growth environment of wild lotus is only Youming Valley, I went to... I got one in my dying life. Can I use it for you today?

The old wound recurred on the night of the overcast moon. The netherworld wild lotus can aggravate your injury three times. It's not easy for you to live forever, right

"Poof... Cough..." the king of ten thousand poisons vomited blood again and coughed again and again. Then he looked at the short and fat man calmly and said, "I taught you everything. Do you think it's useful for me to use poisons?"

"Well, you know the use of immortality." Short, fat and handsome, his face is also uncertain.

"Ha ha, good. In that case, come here. The head of the master is here. Just come and take it." At this time, the king of ten thousand poisons sat on the stone platform with his knees crossed. Besides spitting blood, he was light and indifferent.

But short and fat is a bit unpredictable.

I don't know how much the old immortal was injured?

According to the truth, the toxin produced by the fusion of the silent leaves and the netherworld wild lotus is enough to poison the old people. In fact, he has studied these for many years.

These two kinds of poisons do not directly poison people, but will make people really yuan retrograde, retrograde an inch will be the state of Qi and blood explosion, which has been confirmed, the old immortal spit blood several times.

Anyway, he really won't be able to make a fortune. If he runs it by force, it will be the result of his death. In addition, Yuan Shen can also be paralyzed. The power of the spirit can't be exerted for at least half an hour. In this case, Ren Yingjun can't figure out what the immortal can do?

He must be making a mystery and delaying time. Yes, he must be. Although the two poisons are domineering, there is a time limit. There is only half an hour for them to take effect. After half an hour, everything will return to normal.

Don't let Lao Budie succeed. Go kill him now. After killing him, jiuxiao poison God Dan is mine. I am the new generation of king of ten thousand poisons. Everything will be my handsome

Chubby and handsome, the more he thought about it, the more excited he was. Then he looked at the king of ten thousand poisons and said, "don't think I don't know you're procrastinating. Half an hour's efficacy, That's enough for me to kill you a hundred times. I'll send you to hell now. "

"Ha ha, come on, I will help you soon." Sitting on the stone platform, the performance of the wind is light and the clouds are light, a look of being free to be slaughtered.

Even Yang Yiyun, who watched secretly, couldn't figure out whether the king of ten thousand poisons was poisoned?

It is reasonable to say that there should be no mistake in the preparation of being short, fat and handsome. Indeed, the king of ten thousand poisons has vomited blood in a big mouth. He looks like he is sick and will not resist.

But after all, he is the king of all poisons. Who knows if he has a backhand?

But at the moment, Yang Yiyun is waiting to see the play. Because he is short and fat, Ren Yingjun seems to have been unable to bear it.

I saw the short, plump and handsome beat Zhenyuan's palm to the king of ten thousand poisons sitting on the upper side of the magma pool, but it didn't get close to the past.

See here, Yang Yiyun also murmurs secretly: "this short fat frustrate is not stupid!"

He was willing to jump on the stone platform for being short and fat, but he slapped the king of ten thousand poisons across the distance.

"Boom..."

After a palm, the king of ten thousand poisons fell directly on the ground.

"Dead?"

Yang Yiyun's eyes widened.

In his perception, the pudgy hand directly killed the king of ten thousand poisons, and there was no breath at all.

So without a fight?

Or is the king of ten thousand poisons really a relapse of old wounds, coupled with the poisoning of the short and plump fall, to the point where the oil is exhausted and the lamp is withered?

Just let him go?The powerful king of ten thousand poisons died like this. Yang Yiyun really didn't believe it. He could feel that the king of ten thousand poisons really didn't have any breath.

"Ah ha ha... Dead... Dead... Old immortal finally died, ha ha ha..."

At the next moment, he was short, fat and handsome. He laughed madly. At the beginning, he was stunned, but he found that the breath of the king of ten thousand poisons was gone. At the moment, he believed that his poison and the old man's injury had played a big role. It was a tentative slap, and the old man didn't hide, Or he can't hide. It's no surprise that he's beaten to death.

Five or six thousand years later, in the shadow of the king of ten thousand poisons, the king of ten thousand poisons died. He was short, fat, handsome and crazy

Laughter spread throughout the chamber.

It's reasonable to say that the king of ten thousand poisons is dead. Yang Yiyun should return to his original position at this moment, and then give an order to let the forty big demons outside rush in and smash the short, fat and handsome into ten thousand pieces. Then it's all over.

However, Yang Yiyun always felt that the death of the king of ten thousand poisons was too smooth, and he was uneasy. He hid in the corner and watched, but he didn't act rashly. He was ready to wait and see.

If you want the king of ten thousand poisons to have a back hand, it will be terrible.

Be careful.

....

When he stopped laughing, his eyes were fixed on the red stove on the stone platform of the magma pool.

The next moment of flying up, directly landed on the stone platform.

Pudgy is still very cautious. Although he is thinking about pills, he has the heart to be on guard, because the body of the king of ten thousand poisons is still on the stone platform.

Fat and frustrated, Ren Yingjun was three meters away from the corpse of the king of ten thousand poisons. Staring at the corpse of the king of ten thousand poisons, he said: "old immortal, you are dead at last. You have oppressed me for thousands of years. It's cheap for you. It's time to give me the book of ten thousand poisons..."

With a wave of his hand, Ren Yingjun's clothes fell apart and a metal book fell to the ground.

It's something that appears on the clothes of the king of ten thousand poisons.

Yang Yiyun had heard the master and the apprentice say before, what should it be.

He reached out and took the gold book in his hand. He was impatient to open it. Then his face turned red. He was obviously very excited.

"Hahaha... I've got all the poisons. I've got the jiuxiao poison God pill. From now on, I'll be the new king of all poisons. Hahaha..."

Squat, holding the golden pamphlet in his hands, looked at the contents. He couldn't help laughing and trembled all over. He got the "ten thousand poisons classic" he wanted.

In the past, the king of ten thousand poisons didn't give him a look. He kept this pamphlet close to his body and always used the book of ten thousand poisons to tempt him to do things

Now he doesn't have to look at the old man's face. In the future, he cultivates the ten thousand poison Sutra by himself.

After a while, he closed the golden pamphlet or the book of ten thousand poisons. Then he looked at the corpse of the king of ten thousand poisons who was still lying on the ground and said with a sneer, "don't go down to the magma pool."

In his speech, he would slap the corpse of the king of ten thousand poisons, and slap the king of ten thousand poisons into the rolling magma pool.

But when he was short and fat, he thought it had happened.

"Poof..."

A big mouthful of blood vomited out of his mouth, and then he fell to the ground and screamed.

"Ah... What's going on..."

At this moment, I found that my whole body began to rot, starting with my hands

The golden pamphlet in his hand fell to the ground, because his hands had turned into white bones

"Cough..."

At this moment, a cough sounded.

Yang Yiyun was surprised that the cough came from the king of ten thousand poisons.

The old poison did not die.

The king of ten thousand poisons, who had no breath, coughed and sat up. Looking at the short and fat man who was frightened and screamed, he said with a smile, "my dear disciple, as a teacher, has long said, don't worry about the book of ten thousand poisons. If you don't listen to it, it's going to be over, isn't it?"