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Chapter 860: The Terror of the Poison Sect

Poisonous Kingdom, Beerus City.

The grass buds outside the city had just emerged, and on the willow branches on the roadside, there were tender green leaves shaking their arms like children who had not woken up but were called by their parents.

A river that is neither wide nor narrow flows by.

The fish that had been holding in the river for a winter were also like a man who had just met a woman, and she was happily scattering happily.

On the main road by the river, two carriages slowly drove towards the city gate.

This is very common.

In the wide gates of Beruth, at least hundreds of such carriages have to be driven into every day.

No one knew that among these two carriages, the ten barbarian dragons sitting were all eighth-level ultimate powerhouses.

Although there are many ultimate strong people in the Dongli Empire, there are not many.

Basically, among the millions of barbarian dragons, there is an eighth-level ultimate strongman.

They are all second only to the ninth-level extraordinary powerhouses like the emperor.

Ten ultimate strong men of eighth level, sitting in two carriages into the city, will definitely be rare in a century.

The eighth-level ultimate strong man in the carriage ahead has reached the peak of the eighth-level.

He is one of the eight eighth-level peak powerhouses among the 202 eighth-level ultimate powerhouses that came this time.

His mental power was detected outside, and his eyes, which had been slightly closed, opened a little.

"Birus City, arrived. This is a region called the Poison Sect, and is called the Poison Country. So be careful when doing things."

"Poison Country?" A powerful man in the early stage of the eighth level suddenly burst into laughter, "How dare he be called a country in a mere small city?"

"It's not one, it's seventy."

"Seventy are far from reaching the country. The barbarian dragons here are too arrogant."

"Anyway, you must be careful in everything. Many barbarian dragons here will use poison, and they will fall into their way if they are not careful."

"Just kidding, we are the ultimate powerhouses of the eighth level. Unless they are the ultimate powerhouses of the eighth level to poison us, we don't have to bird them at all."

"Even if they really have eighth-level ultimate strong men poisoned them, so many eighth-level ultimate strong men will directly pull him out, beat him up, and force him to hand over the antidote. How dare he refuse to obey?"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The barbarian dragons all laughed.

Finally, the carriage stopped in front of an inn in the city.

The waiter of the inn immediately stepped forward and shouted: "A guest is here-"

As he said that, he wanted to stretch out his hand and uncover the curtain.

But at this moment, the eighth-level peak powerhouse said in a deep voice: "Get back."

The waiter was stunned and then smiled:

"Okay, our boss said that the guest officials are gods, and we must respect you like gods. Your words are orders. We obey 100%."

As he said that, he put down the curtain and took two steps back.

Those eighth-level ultimate strong men got off the car.

Opposite the inn, there is a restaurant.

A smell of cooking drifted to the street.

These ten ultimate strong men were all hungry all the way.

Although with their strength, it would be fine if they didn't eat for ten days and half a month.

But I haven't eaten much for a few days, and when I smell the aroma of the food, I will still be greedy.

"I haven't had a good meal in several days, I've had a good meal today."

"Yes, I chewed two bites of dry food every day, and the birds faded out of my mouth."

"I'm going to have a meal, I'm not a good meal."

However, when they were about to leave, the eighth-level peak powerhouse stopped them:

"No one is allowed to go."

There is an eighth-level strongman who is not happy.

"Why, there will be poison in the food?"

The eighth-level peak powerhouse said, "Don't forget, this is the Poison Country."

"I said Mr. Zhang, you are too cautious. No Manlong knows that we are coming, who will harm us?"

"Besides, if every barbarian dragon comes to the Poison Country like you, then will their Poison Country still do business?"

"Old Zhang, we just have a meal, nothing will happen."

The eighth-level peak powerful man who was called Mr. Zhang shook his head:

"If the task is completed, I don't care what you want to do. But before the task is completed, I must listen to me."

The other eighth-level strong men looked at each other one by one, and finally could only smile bitterly.

"Forget it, forgot, the mission is important."

"I can only listen to Mr. Zhang."

"Then let's find an inn to rest first."

They can't help but not listen to Mr. Zhang.

After all, Mr. Zhang is the peak eighth-level strongman and has the strongest strength.

The strong are majestic, and they dare not offend them.

A row of ten people entered the inn.

When the inn waiter came to entertain him, Mr. Zhang simply said: "You need five rooms."

The waiter was very enthusiastic:

"Do you need to eat? Although the food in our inn is not as good as the chefs in the restaurant opposite, it is not much worse. By the way, our store also has special dishes, eight-treasure glass platter. Do you want to try it? We..."

"Nothing is needed."

Before the waiter could finish his words, Mr. Zhang had already interrupted him.

Hearing this, the waiter nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, you're so stingy. Then I won't bother you."

He said that and checked out of the room.

Mr. Zhang watched the waiter leave and then entered the room.

The barbarian dragons behind him could only smile bitterly.

Zhang Lao was really too careful.

After Mr. Zhang entered the room, he did not rest immediately.

Instead, I carefully checked all the beds and every corner of the room, and confirmed that there was no abnormality, and then said, "You can sleep."

The barbarian dragons were speechless.

It was nothing at all, but by his actions, the other barbarian dragons were nervous.

The next morning, they still didn't use the breakfast here.

When I walked out of the inn, it was already raining.

Instead of using yesterday's carriage, they came to the carriage store in the rain and bought two new carriages and two new horses.

Because the rain was too heavy, even if they used energy to shield them, their clothes were still a lot wet.

This made the barbarian dragons secretly complain.

If you keep a good carriage, you have to buy a new carriage in the rain.

Is this always crazy?

Shortly after their carriage left, the waiter in the inn, the waiter;

The chef in the restaurant;

The owner of the car dealer...

They looked in the direction where the two carriages left, and each of them had a smile on their faces.

The carriage curtain that the waiter touched yesterday was poisonous;

The food wafts out of the restaurant is fragrant and toxic;

The room they slept last night was poisonous;

Their newly bought carriage was poisonous;

Even the rain they just drenched was poisonous.

In just forty hours, they had been poisoned countless times without realizing it.

At this time, an elder from the Poison Sect appeared at the window on the third floor of the inn, with a smile on his face.
Chapter completed!
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