After hearing what Marshal Rakshasa said, the visitor nodded and said, "That's right, I won't make things difficult for you. Go back and tell the King of Rakshasa that I am the Lord of Wanpo Poison Valley Wanjiang, and he will do whatever he wants."

The Lord of Wandu Valley, Wan Jiang, Zhaoming's heart sank and thought to himself that it was him. It was rumored that this person has a weird personality and has never suffered any loss. It is difficult for others to deal with him. Even Prince Bifang had to give in to him when he saw him. Therefore, the toad Taoist was domineering in the Sky Ridge with the realm of the Heavenly Fairy, but no one dared to treat him.

He killed the Toad Taoist with the Nine Yang Golden Pill, and formed a bond with Wandu Valley. He had already known in his heart that Wandu Valley would send someone to investigate, but he never expected that the one who came was the Valley Master himself.

A person who even dares to slap the son of Rakshasa is willing to let the other party kill you.

Before the wolf's den came out, he entered the tiger's den again. Zhaoming felt panic and didn't know what to do.

Speaking of what Marshal Rakshasa heard Wan Jiang's words, he immediately frowned: "It turns out it's you, how dare you make a grudge with my king..."

He thought that the sacred person was coming at the first time, but he didn't expect that it was Wanjiang, the lord of Wanpo Valley. Wanjiang, the lord of Wanpo Valley, was famous and considered a person in Tianji Ridge. However, in the eyes of Marshal Rakshasa, after all, it was just a person in the rumored realm of the Asian Saint, and was still far from the Rakshasa King.

Before the words were finished, the implications were self-evident. Is it because I was questioning Wan Jiang that he actually dared to make enemies with the Rakshasa king, so why wouldn’t he be afraid of causing trouble?

Wan Jiang smiled faintly: "Don't say this. I am a free and panicked person, who can I be afraid of? As for the Rakshasa king, just report back, you don't need to worry about anything else."

Marshal Rakshasa's face darkened. He wanted to force himself to act again, but it was obvious that Wan Jiang looked like an old god. He seemed to have the capital to be afraid of Rakshasa. He hesitated for a long time, but finally did not dare to do anything. He turned to Prince Rakshasa and said, "Crown Prince, let's go!"

Prince Rakshasa was slapped twice by Wan Jiang in front of so many people. His anger was in his heart and his eyes were so red. He wanted to go up and die with him. At this moment, when Marshal Rakshasa was persuaded like this, he could not let go of his face and hummed, unwilling to give up.

Wan Jiang smiled slightly: "Don't want to leave? It's okay, so stay here. I haven't seen him for a long time, so I just let him talk about the past when he came to lead the people."

As soon as these words were said, Prince Rakshasa finally did not dare to insist, and immediately his face became even darker and he was about to leave with Marshal Rakshasa.

But Wan Jiang seemed to remember something again and said, "There is another thing, don't forget to talk to the Rakshasa King. In the final analysis, I am also a demon clan, and many things can be killed or humiliated. It would be fine if I left Tianji Ridge. If I was still in Tianji Ridge, let him find another place for this trial, otherwise he will be responsible for it if something goes wrong."

This statement shocked everyone. The Luosha clan used the Sky Ridge demon clan as the target of trial. Even if he only killed some of the Kongming stage demon clans, it would be a great shame to the entire demon clan.

All the demon clans have long been full of resentment, but they dare not speak out. After all, even Prince Bifang, the lord of Sky Ridge, turned a blind eye. What else can anyone else?

What Wan Jiang said at this moment was that he was standing up for the demon clan, which made the Rakshasa clan not come easily. After being shocked, he was overjoyed. When he was overjoyed, he was also surprised. It would be fine that Wan Jiang could be on an equal footing with Prince Bifang, but what did he dare to challenge the King of Rakshasa in this way.

It’s just that many things are beyond the reach of others, and many doubts can only be kept in my heart and dare not ask.

After hearing what Wan Jiang said, Prince Rakshasa snorted coldly, looking angry, but he didn't dare to say anything, and was taken to the south by Marshal Rakshasa.

After waiting for Prince Rakshasa and Marshal Rakshasa to leave, the turtle demon stepped forward and bowed to Wan Jiang: "Turgate Chou under the command of General Nanlong Cave has seen the valley master, thank you for your help."

Other demon clans were also ready to follow suit, but Wan Jiang waved his hand and a breeze blew by, blowing the demon clans into pieces and unable to salute.

When I heard him say lightly, "Get out if you have nothing to do. I don't have the heart to save you guys. I just heard that there were two boys who could ignore the poison of my Nanlong Cave that day, and came to take a look when I had nothing to do."

After saying that, he walked towards Zhaoming and Shura, sneering: "You two are very brave, they actually dare to kill the people from my Wanpo Valley."

Zhaoming was nervous, not knowing what Wan Jiang would do to him and Shura. After hearing what the other party said, he immediately bit his teeth and said loudly: "It is me who killed the toad Taoist. You just need to come to me, it has nothing to do with other people, so you let them go."

"I killed the Toad Taoist, let me let my elder brother go!" Shura also said loudly.

"Pai!" Two crisp slaps rang out, and Wan Jiang gave them one by one: "What I want to do, you two can't teach you."

These two slaps are definitely not as simple as hitting them. There are blue patterns appearing between the fingerprints, which is clearly a poisonous exercise.

Zhaoming immediately felt his whole body stiff and unable to move. Then he felt small bumps appear on his body, densely packed, spreading all over his body. He felt a sense of nausea and dizziness in his heart, but the vomiting feeling had not yet been vented, and he immediately felt itchy all over his body.

That feeling was like countless ants crawling around under the skin, gently licking and biting the tender muscles under the skin, and it was a little bit involved, making people almost crazy.

"ah!"

How can I bear this feeling? To reach this level, itch is more unbearable than pain. Zhaoming couldn't help but scream to the sky, but found that his tongue seemed to be frozen by someone, hard and unable to move. He could only roar from the depths of his throat like a beast.

"Zhaoming!" Shura was shocked. Even though he was subjected to the poison, it was not a big deal. The blue pattern on his fingertips flashed across his body for a moment and disappeared without a trace.

Seeing Zhaoming like this, although he didn't know what poison he had been infected, he knew how much he was, so he was naturally anxious and immediately raised his legs and rushed towards Zhaoming.

"What do you want to do? Detoxify him? It's not that easy!"

Wan Jiang said with a faint look on his face, raised his hand and flew out with a green finger wind, flew to Shura, wrapping it around like a rope. Then he threw something out casually, landing and taking root, and in his breath it grew into a strange vine object worth more than ten meters.

The vine sticks rustled out like tentacles, tied Shura and Zhaoming together and hung them up.

"The Lost Lesan is useless, it's interesting. Let's see how the Rotten Corpse San is!"

While speaking, he raised his hand again like a flower picking up a flower, and some gray fog popped up and fell on the two of them.

The gray light mist touched the two, and immediately wrapped them completely, hung them all around them, lingering in a state of mist. After several breaths, they disappeared and were sucked into the two of them.

Shura exhaled heavily, spit out something that seemed to be there or not, and then returned to normal and there was no abnormality.

Zhaoming, who was standing beside him, turned gray and black all over, flames dissipated, his dark skin began to ulcerate, and his mucus was dense, making waves of stench that made people almost vomit.

"The rotten corpse scattered is useless, let's see how the smallpox scattered!"

Wan Jiang seemed to have been aroused by interest and changed to another kind of meat-colored powder. Shura sucked all the meat-colored powder into his mouth, and a large amount of blood appeared on his body, like a floating cloud surging, but it disappeared immediately and he had no reaction.

Zhaoming, who was standing beside him, had a lot of meat buns growing all over his body, turning into granulation, and then turned into pieces, like mushrooms and flowers. These flesh-colored flowers are not as simple as growing disgusting people. They kept flashing mysterious lights and absorbing Zhaoming's true energy and flesh, making him, who was already in poor condition, even more miserable. He was already dying, and had intake but not vented.

"Central Flowers can also be blocked, let's try Fire Clouds!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Shura did not respond, while Zhaoming sprayed a large amount of blue flames all over his body, which was shockingly heat. However, this time he failed to cause much damage to Zhaoming, but instead burned all the flesh-colored mushrooms and flowers all over his body.

After a moment, the flame disappeared. Not only did Zhaoming not have any serious problems, he replied a little.

"Haha, interesting! There is really a blood demon that is invincible with all poisons."

Seeing the two of them looking like this, Wan Jiang was not angry but happy, and looked at Zhaoming with interest: "This fire-swallowing demon is also good. It can withstand so many poisons that I can't die!"

Although these poisons are just ordinary poisons he refined, how could it be simple from his hands? Not to mention the Kongming period demon clan, even the Golden Immortal and even the Daluo Golden Immortal Demon Clan can poison it to death.

At this moment, one is useless, and the other is still holding on, which makes him, a person who likes to refining poison, naturally becomes interested.

Immediately, I used a lot of poisons and tried them one by one. Shura did not respond at all, while Zhaoming was tortured to death, and he was struggling to breathe without swallowing it.

If others had naturally turned into water, Shura was born with a natural ability, while Zhaoming practiced the great method of refining the body of the furnace, and his body was different from the ordinary body. It was more similar to alternative weapons, so his ability to resist poison was greatly increased and he could still persist.

The onlookers were so scared that they were almost scattered by Wan Jiang's subordinates. They felt palpitations for Zhaoming's experience, but none of them dared to speak, and they didn't even dare to speak out.

"Ah, let my elder brother go, what's the point of coming to me!" Shura roared wildly, anxious. Although he could still feel the breath of Zhaoming, it seemed that he was about to disappear.

It was a roar of venting, but when the sound fell, Wan Jiang really stopped and smiled faintly: "It's interesting. It seems that the poison I carry on me is afraid that I can't do anything to you. But it doesn't matter, wait until I get the poisonous water of the Miasma Pond and try it."

In this way, it was obviously aroused by curiosity, and wanted to get the world's strange poison to try Shura, the invincible body of all poisons.

As soon as he finished speaking, he swept it casually, and Zhaoming's body immediately disappeared. Although his breath was already weak, he finally survived.
Chapter completed!