Deep in the Far East.

Almost Xiao Yi's front foot just left, a white dress figure, the back foot will come.

"Is this the Far East? It's so desolate. "

After a short time, master Jianji came to the place of poison.

Of course, that area of highly toxic, already in the rain of martial arts, only a thin layer of thick.

However, the virulent poison can be washed away, but the traces of violent fighting all over the country have always existed.

Looking at the huge holes and the shocking sword marks, the elder Jianji was shocked.

An excellent warrior can probably imagine the fierce situation of the battle by relying on these fighting traces alone.

The delicate hand, white as jade, was already clenched.

That pair of clear and beautiful eyes, already cold.

"Four old people, bullying a little guy, it's really shameful." Master Jianji said to herself in a cold voice, and then fell into silence.

Standing like this, silent, staring.

It was not until night, when the cold wind disturbed her hair, that she withdrew her eyes.

No matter how she looked at it, she couldn't see Xiao Yi's half figure.

"Boy, don't make me wait too long. You know, my patience and temper have never been very good."

Master Jianji, it seems that she is talking to the air. She doesn't get half a response.

As soon as the wind blows down, the wind blows.

Figure, turn slowly.

"If you are dead, even if you are poor in my life, you will be buried with the holy moon."

"The hope of my split Heaven Sword sect is gone. She's holy moon sect. Don't try to be better."

Voice, this time did not be blown away by the cold wind, but reverberated.

A white dress, gradually disappeared in the cold wind desolation.

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Hengyuan area near, a black magic hall sub hall.

"Xiao Xun"

hoarse voice, cold spit out.

The staff in front of me is a woman.

Originally the face is soft, she hears this hoarse harsh cold voice, unconsciously her body trembles.

The trembling seemed to come from the bottom of her heart.

Looking at the figure in front of her in a large black robe, the woman could not help feeling a burst of terror.

Although she couldn't see clearly the appearance of the black robe, the cold breath from time to time was enough to make her tremble.

The figure of black robe is naturally Xiao Yi.

It is the fourth time that he has dealt with these eight palace civil servants.

The first time, when he was in the eastern regions, he entered the demon hunting hall for the first time.

The second time, he first came to Zhongyu and entered fengcha hall.

The third time, as Yi Xiao, entered the demon hunting hall in Zhongyu.

The fourth time is now.

Most of the staff in a corner of the hall are not very strong in cultivation.

Its duty is only to deal with trivial matters.

For example, to deal with the procedures for new recruits, to explain Temple rules to some novices, or to sort out some ordinary but large number of task files.

Naturally, although Xiao Yi's strength has been greatly reduced, it is not what the staff can bear.

Xiao Yi slightly frowned, as far as possible to slow down the voice, way, "I know the rules, go straight to do the formalities for me."

"Well, yes." The staff responded, with a trace of respect in their tone.

This is respect for the strong.

The staff turned and trotted away.

After a long time, he took back a token and said in a respectful voice, "Sir, you can mark your breath with this token."

Xiao Yi nodded.

A coagulation in the hand, a dark breath, into the token.

Breath, of course, is a poisonous breath. Even if it flickers in the air, it will corrode the air for a while.

"Goo." The staff unconsciously swallowed their saliva and trotted away again.

The breath was branded, and she had to record it.

After a while, the staff trotted back and returned the token with both hands. "Sir, now you are a martial arts man of the black devil hall, and also a first-class dark master."

"Thank you." Xiao Yi nods and turns away.

The first level dark master is just like the first level demon hunter, the first level wind envoy and so on, which is the lowest level of the eight halls.

Xiao Yi is just a first-class dark master when he first enters the black magic hall.

Walking to the task platform, Xiao Yi is ready to take on some tasks.

But as soon as he got close, the poisonous smell on his body made the dark mage who had been waiting on the task desk frowned one after another, and even unconsciously gave up a road.

Xiao Yi also frowned.

Under his broad black robe, he could not see the frown.

Xiao Yi goes to the task platform, directly takes on a lot of tasks, and then goes out of the black devil hall.

Behind him, a group of martial artists frowned, but it seemed that they were used to it. They only frowned for a long time and then ignored it.Out of the dark devil hall, Xiao Yi looks for a remote lane and ponders for a while.

Since he left the Far East, he changed into this big black robe.

Of course he knew how terrible he was now.

Other poison repair, at most, is a little frightening.

But now he looks like this, all over the blood blisters, just like a monster, terrible.

Naturally, he put on this big black robe, which covered his whole face.

On his hands, he also wore a pair of sacrosanct gloves.

Gloves, it's just a lower level of sacristy.

It didn't do much to his power growth, it was just used to cover up his equally terrible palm.

There are a lot of ordinary inferior sacred vessels in his heaven and earth precepts.

These gloves, after all, are sacred objects, so they feel cold to the touch and are much more comfortable to wear.

Now he looks black all over.

The gloves were all white, but they were hidden under a broad black robe.

It doesn't seem too strange, let alone conspicuous.

At most, he was a strange man in a black robe who could not see clearly.

In this way, there are many warriors in Zhongyu.

But he forgot the terrible poisonous smell of his body.

If you don't keep these breath, it will be a trouble after all.

He didn't want to be looked at with strange eyes everywhere. It was not good to be so conspicuous.

After thinking for a while, Xiao Yi still takes out the ghost mask.

A moment, a mask, a ghost.

Xiao Yi walks silently, just like a ghost in a black robe.

Although we are not acting as Yi Xiao now, it's nothing to wear a ghost mask.

There are also many masked warriors.

And this kind of mask is also a lot.

What makes Xiao Yi helpless is that the poison emperor came up with this ten thousand poisons treasure book, which runs through the cultivation of martial arts and some methods of using poison.

But this guy didn't want to restrain his poisonous breath.

I think that the poison emperor is on the east side of the world. He can travel freely. He never thought that he needed to hide his breath.

Under the broad black robe, Xiao Yi shakes her head.

He will gradually improve the ten thousand poisons Scripture after he has completed it. He will prove the theory in it, and will gradually explore and improve its shortcomings.

After thinking about it, Xiao Yi goes straight to the Tianji hall.

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the first change.

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