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Chapter 852

Wen Zilong naturally is not afraid of the secret aura of the Poison Sect.

But Gemini Crane still doesn't understand.

Not afraid of Gui Bu, but how did Du Wuji and his Ten Palaces of Hell die?

Wen Zilong explained: "They have their anger, I have my poison. I attach my poison to the snow. When the snow falls on them, they will naturally get poisoned."

"I see."

Gemini Crane suddenly realized.

However, their admiration for Wen Zilong became even deeper.

Because they know that attaching their poison to the snowflakes around them is simple to say, but in fact it is extremely difficult to do.

First of all, it requires strong mental strength.

It can only be achieved by reaching the third level.

Secondly, you must be silent so that the other party cannot be aware of it at all.

Du Wuji was unknowingly hit Wen Zilong's poison. When he found out, he could only turn around and run away.

However, what he never expected was that Wen Zilong's poison was so toxic.

He could not escape at all.

Wen Zilong said to Gemini He: "Okay, clean up the body and let's go to the Poison Sect."

Gemini Crane nodded: "Yes, Lord Dragon."

After this battle, they worshiped the Dragon Lord's ability to use poison.

The two old guys played with poison for hundreds of years, but the result was not as good as the Dragon Lord once a while.

Professional players lost to amateur players, which really hit them a lot.

Fortunately, the Dragon Lord obviously intended to train them, so he took them to the Poison Sect.

They quickly packed up the corpses of the eleven disciples of the Poison Sect.

He took down all the Ruyi bags on the corpse and handed them over to Wen Zilong.

Wen Zilong opened the Ruyi bag and glanced.

What surprised Wen Zilong was that the ten sixth-level super strong men of the Ten Palaces of Yama, there were actually quite a few of the Barbarian Dragon Stones in the Ruyi Bag.

Each has about a thousand barbarian dragon stones.

And there were more than 200,000 Barbarian Dragon Stones in the Du Wuji Ruyi Bag.

This made Wen Zilong look forward to this trip to the Poison Sect.

"Close, close today."

Wen Zilong said to Yu Xiaoyu with a smile.

"Yes, Dragon Lord."

Yu Xiaoyu responded, returned to the store, and explained to the barbarians in the store.

Wen Zilong had ordered Ice Blade to sneak into the Poison Sect first.

At the same time, he took Luo Wuji, the Ant Emperor, and the Gemini Crane toward the Poison Sect.

In the distance of the street, the barbarians heard that the shop owner was going to get into the poison, and they all felt that there was something wrong with their ears.

"They...they want to get the poison?"

"Crazy, absolutely crazy."

"Mama, the four barbarian dragons actually want Naoshima Poison Sect. They are too brave."

"Even if they are strong, even if all four of them are eighth-level peak powerhouses, they want to get into the poisoning door. This is too much of a joke."

"Only children do this."

"There are poisons everywhere in places like Poison Sect. Even if they are super powerful people at level nine, they will not be able to get into it directly if they want to touch them. This shop owner is definitely having a brain problem."

...

Wen Zilong naturally didn't know that he had become a man of a brain problem in these barbarian dragons at this time.

After more than two hours of flight, he had already seen a forest.

At first glance, you will feel that this forest is not an ordinary forest.

Other places, the trees are covered with snow.

But there was no snow on the trees in this forest.

The dead branches without any leaves are full of teeth and claws, which look very strange.

Looking from above, the forest is very large, and with Wen Zilong's eyesight, there is no limit.

There are a lot of quiet in this endless forest.

Even the wind seems to be still here.

Reducing the height a little, Wen Zilong found a faint mist in the forest.

This faint mist looks no different from ordinary mist.

According to the coordinates given by the Feng King, this should be the place where the Ten Thousand Poison Forest is located.

The fog here is actually not ordinary fog, but poisonous fog.

Once inhaled or the body's skin touches it, it will be poisoned.

If it weren't for the masters who used poison, or the ultimate peak powerhouse of the eighth level, you would basically be unable to escape the fate of poisoning when you arrived here.

The Ant King's current strength is almost the same as the seventh-level supreme powerhouse, and it is obviously impossible to meet this requirement.

However, the Ant King is not afraid of poison.

Because the ant tribe has to continue to swallow it in order to survive.

Whether toxic or not.

So as long as the ant tribe is not born for one or two years, they are basically all ferocious beasts with poison attributes. Their physique has long been trained to be invincible by all poisons.

Wen Zilong and the others flew directly into the mist below.

When I entered the mist, I realized that there was another world here.

From the mist, you can see a path that extends all the way to the mist in the distance.

Give people a feeling of loneliness.

It’s like walking on this path, heading to the bottomless abyss and heading to a future that never hopeless.

Wen Zilong and the others were walking on this path. He looked at the poisonous fog that looked like there was no danger, and he admired the Ice Blade even more.

Ice Blade is only the first-level eighth-level powerhouse, and it is obviously not a master of poison.

I really don’t know how he passed through this poisonous forest.

At the same time, I admire the ability of Feng King to collect intelligence.

The Wind King now has five wind-attributed barbarian dragons under his command.

They are all good at collecting information.

Moreover, they collect intelligence, not simply spend money to buy the information on the scene.

But all the information was collected by them themselves.

For example, the previous Fengxue Sword Sect, Fengwang and others sneaked into the Fengxue Sword Sect to collect information.

The same is true for the Poison Sect now.

What Wen Zilong admired was that King Feng was just a mid-level seventh-level strongman, and the wind-attributed barbarian dragons under his command were basically only at level six.

How did they pass through the Wanpox Forest?

Moreover, there are basically poisons everywhere in the poison sect. How difficult it has been to get the information they have experienced.

Wen Zilong gave all the information about the Poison Sect that King Feng brought to Ice Blade before.

"Ice Blade, what's wrong with you?"

Wen Zilong asked.

Ice Blade replied: "Lord, I have sneaked into the Poison Sect and are familiar with the terrain."

As an excellent killer, he will not trust intelligence easily.

Even if the information provided by one's own people may make mistakes.

For example, the arrangement of the opponent's open and secret whistle may change again after the information is obtained.

Therefore, every time Ice Blade gets the information, based on this information, he will step on the spot himself to get familiar with the terrain.
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