With his status as the poison king, what kind of garbage is he afraid of turning Yin and Yang? In the words of Ginseng Baby, these are just adding some condiments to Han Sanqian's poison. Not only will it not hurt him at all, but it will make his poison more poisonous.

As soon as the words fell, when the disciple of the Four Medicine Gods was about to laugh again, his whole face suddenly twisted violently.

There was even more severe pain in the abdomen. When the four of them subconsciously looked at the abdomen, their faces were completely ashamed.

Where the blood dripped, there was already a fist-sized hole on the clothes, and black-red blood was slowly flowing out from the scorched opening of the clothes.

Someone made a slight movement, and a stream of black mucus mixed with what appeared to be internal organs rolled directly out of the hole.

"What's going on here?" The leading disciple had the highest cultivation and was in the best condition, but his face was pale at this time. Just after he finished speaking, he suddenly felt something rolling in his throat desperately. It gushed straight out of his mouth.

It was all black blood, and it flowed out completely uncontrollably, as if someone had turned on the faucet.

"Brother, save...help me, I feel so uncomfortable, I..." Before the youngest brother finished speaking, his whole body fell down and fell directly to the ground.

Before he died, his eyes were still fixed on Han Sanqian, filled with disbelief.

How could he have imagined that the poison he was proud of was no different from playing a big knife in front of Han Sanqian and Guan Gong.

"It's highly poisonous!" At this time, the leading disciple slammed his acupuncture points to stop the black blood from flowing wildly. At the same time, he reminded his junior brother loudly, and at the same time frantically stuffed all the highly poisonous antidote on his body into his mouth. .

At this time, he no longer cared about the possible serious side effects of mixing various antidotes, and only wanted to save his life.

The other two disciples hurriedly followed suit.

There are all kinds of secret antidotes prepared by the master with all his heart. There is no inescapable poison in the world. After all, if the disciples of the Medicine God Pavilion are poisoned to death, it is not human life, but the dignity of a sect.

In particular, the Yaoshen Pavilion is the moment when one has just entered the list of the three true gods and needs fame the most.

But in the next second, the three of them stared almost equally.

"puff!"

The three spurted out a big mouthful of black blood at the same time!

Black blood filled the sky, like a black blood mist.

"This... this is impossible, this... this is impossible, my master, master, he usually teaches us how to make and prevent poisons, you can't possibly poison us to death. Who are you?"

The leading disciple looked at Han Sanqian very unwillingly, but it was obvious that he would never have the chance to get an answer. It wasn't that Han Sanqian didn't want to talk, but that his life had come to an end.

The three figures, mixed with unwillingness, fear and endless regret for not daring to offend him, fell directly to the ground!

boom!

Three bodies smashed into the ground, raising waves of dust.

But at the same time, it also shocked everyone at the scene.

The situation that was originally stable was not only reversed in an instant, but was even directly reversed by Jedi.

In an instant, the four most powerful helpers of Yunding Mountain died on the scene, but in their eyes, that guy just let out four drops of blood!

Four drops of blood for four lives? !

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, even if they were killed, they wouldn't believe it!

"It's not your turn now." Han Sanqian gave the old man in Tsing Yi a gloomy look. JrNovels.com