Chapter 512

Fangs wanted to go very much, but he kept smiling at vanity. He didn't move a step and didn't even say a word. He muttered again in his heart.

Did he pretend to be bluffing himself?

His eyes lit up with such thoughts.

Moreover, the idea could no longer be suppressed. It was like a fire burning in his chest, burning the blood of his whole body to boiling.

Especially the greed in his heart led the already raging fire to his mind, which made his head swell and his eyes red in an instant.

There was an idea in his heart. As long as he killed the waste, everything he had would be his own. Moreover, he would master the secret of how he could resist the drunkenness of immortals, and perhaps he could refine more powerful poisons with him.

Therefore, the idea of escaping and saving his life was entangled with greed and tortured him severely.

Since ancient times, people have died for money and birds have died for food, which has remained unchanged for thousands of years.

Fangs could not escape the greed in his heart, so he finally gave up the idea of running away immediately and secretly decided to try first. If things failed, he ran away immediately.

So he bit his yellow teeth and stepped lightly, but he finally took a step towards idleness.

The hands that had been hidden in the long sleeves also quietly stretched out at the moment, flicked their fingertips, and a black fog shot into the waste.

This black fog is a highly poisonous thing prepared by him. Once he is poisoned, he will bleed from his seven orifices in a moment, and his bones and flesh will turn into blood and die.

And the antidote, even himself, did not exist at all.

So, this is his mace.

However, he did not use the highly toxic rotten bone powder prepared by him before. It was because the poison had a faint fishy smell. He was afraid to expose his horse's feet, so he used the immortal drunk that he regarded as a treasure.

But the immortal was drunk and didn't make any contribution, so he had to take out this rotten bone powder that even he was afraid of.

The black fog is blowing, and the fishy wind comes early. You don't have to look at it in vain. The black fog that can emit such a smell must be very toxic. He wants to hide. Although both the wooden fish hammer relic and the dark energy in his body are very strong and have strong immunity to poison, he still doesn't want to provoke poison out of instinct.

God knows, since this thing can be taken out by poisonous teeth and used on yourself, its toxicity must be extraordinary!

It's still a question whether you can resist it or not.

Although he also felt that his relic and that dark energy were strong perverts, and the ox fork didn't explain it, it was the first time after all, especially when he met such a big expert playing poison. He really didn't have confidence.

In particular, he is now poisoned and has not been completely untied.

However, although after some delay, he has suppressed the immortal intoxication and can barely speak, his body still can't move, because he is wrapping up the toxicity of the immortal intoxication and leaving it for the future to slowly absorb the dark energy.

Therefore, he could only resist the black fog.

Since you want to fight hard, it's better to force again and really scare this fangs!

Therefore, with a slight pick on the tip of his eyebrows, he didn't look at the wisp of rotten bones. He smiled faintly and despised incomparably.

More disdainful from the teeth, he squeezed out a sneer: "Hey, hey, I sent a tonic to the Buddha. You are really filial. In that case, of course I want to enjoy it!"

While he was talking, the black fog had shot at him.

Although his body is anti-toxic, his clothes are just ordinary clothes and can't resist at all, so rotten bone powder directly corroded his clothes into a burning black hole and immersed them in his body.

Seeing that his best and most proud poison had been immersed in the wasted body, a happy smile finally appeared on the face of poisonous teeth.

Although those words just wasted were really frightening, he would never believe that there were really people in the world who dared to use their flesh against the rotten bone powder that he was most proud of in his life. This was his killer mace and the most powerful poison besides being drunk by immortals.

So he smiled and smiled proudly: "ha ha, you got my rotten bone powder, but in a moment, it will turn into a pool of blood. At that time, all your treasures will be mine!"

Speaking of baby, he smiled more happily, that is, his body trembled violently.

That complacency has really been fully reflected on his face.

"When I get your space ring, I have your panacea, and my accomplishments can go to the next level. At that time, hey hey, that ancient tomb, I can go to the next level. Once I get the treasure of the ancient tomb, the world is so big that I will be free!"

"Ancient tomb?" Idleness was slightly stunned, his eyes flickered, as if he was greatly moved.

As a qualified immortal, he is also a man of two generations and the peak of cultivation in a different world. He yearns for ancient tombs in the world of cultivation.

As the saying goes, people are not rich without foreign wealth, horses are not fat without night grass.

Although he is not short of money at the moment, he is short of treasure and elixir!

My group of women, as well as my master and disciples, all rely on themselves to support themselves.

Even if I have the ability again, I'm a little overwhelmed now.

Because the aura in this world is too scarce. No matter how rich you are, you have no choice without goods!

And ancient tombs, that's definitely a good thing!

Therefore, he was moved: "in other words, the poison you put on me before came from the ancient tomb?"

The idle light said, but his eyes were tightly coagulated on the fangs.

Because he is really excited about being drunk with immortals. This poison is of great help to him.

At this moment, the dark energy in his body has absorbed 50% of the immortal drunk immersed in his body, but the dark energy is strong enough for a small circle.

Such a strong change, it really makes wasted breath!

Although the poison is unknown, it's too powerful!

In fact, the energy and aura contained are really stronger and purer than any panacea. If there are more, he has enough confidence to make his dark energy reach the standard of the peak of Qi refining before the breakthrough.

The black fog that the fangs attacked just now, although its name was overbearing and rotten, but as soon as it entered the wasted body, it was like a stone sinking into the sea. Only a spray turned up and disappeared.

Although he also made a little contribution to the dark energy in his body, it was not enough to lift shoes for the immortal drunk.

Therefore, wasted really can't see the eyes. What he cares about is that the gods are drunk!

Heart is about to act, so he must ask the location of the ancient tomb.