Zhuo Wen's pupils shrink slightly, this evil cultivator is really bold and cruel, the entire Sanyuan City has a population of nearly one million, it is really against the harmony of nature to strip such a terrifying number of people from their souls and refine evil pills.

"Why didn't the evil cultivator put the two of you into the Sifang Cauldron to refine the evil pill? Both of you are at the fourth level of the Emperor Realm, so you should be the top masters in Sanyuan City."

Zhuo Wen narrowed his eyes, as if thinking of something, staring at the middle-aged man coldly, his voice became a little cold.

"because��"

As soon as the middle-aged man spoke, he was interrupted by an evil voice.

"Because these two guys are the main medicine of the evil pill, so naturally they have to be put in and refined in the last step!"

Zhuo Wen's pupils narrowed slightly, he raised his head suddenly, and suddenly saw a slender figure standing above the Sifang Ding.

This is an old man in the middle of his life, dressed in a dark green robe, his skin is extremely thin, covered with layers of folds, like old tree bark.

Moreover, the old eyes are even more green, not like human eyes, but more like the pupils of ghosts.

"It's him...it's that evil cultivator!" The middle-aged man stepped back again and again, looking at the old evil cultivator with a look of fear in his eyes.

"Little ghost, which power do you belong to? How dare you investigate my affairs." The old man Xiexiu stared at Zhuo Wen and sneered.

Zhuo Wen said indifferently: "I am a disciple of the inner court. You dare to do anything wrong in the Shenyou Realm. You are very courageous."

"Inner Court? That's how it is. Since you are a disciple of the Inner Court, I can't let you go. Let's become a part of Sifang Ding's evil pill together."

Xie Xiu licked his lips, let out a sharp roar, and swooped down. Wisps of green poisonous gas gushed out from his body, filling the entire stone hall in an instant.

Zhuo Wen reached out with his right hand and took out the tiger-headed Zhan golden gun. Now he only has such a high-level imperial weapon, and the other high-level imperial weapon has been taken away by the demon avatar.

After all, the Slaughtering Demon Knife is a demon soldier, and it can exert its most powerful power in the hands of the demon cultivator's avatar, but in the hands of Zhuowen, it will be somewhat restricted.

Ding!

The crisp sound of metal and iron clanging resounded, and then Zhuo Wen only felt a huge force, and then wisps of sparks splashed out from the tip of the tiger-headed golden gun.

Thumb up!

Zhuo Wen and Xie Xiu each took a few steps back, and their eyes became much more cautious.

Thumb up!

After the two separated, there were continuous footsteps in the passage outside the stone hall, and then Xu Ronghua and his party of more than twenty people all came to the stone hall.

"Zhuowen, is he an evil cultivator?"

Xu Ronghua glanced at the old man Xiexiu in front of him, with a serious look in his eyes, and asked Zhuo Wen.

"Yes! He is..."

Zhuo Wen nodded, before he finished speaking, a gust of wind came from his back, and then hit his back heavily.

Pooh!

Zhuo Wen spat out a mouthful of blood, staggered, and staggered a few steps forward. The moment he stabilized his body, a strong wind howled from the front door.

Slightly raising his head, the old man Xiexiu appeared in front of him with a smirk, his palms full of poison gas blasted unceremoniously.

Zhuo Wen was caught off guard, and only had time to raise his hands to block in front of him.

boom!

A dull voice sounded, and Zhuo Wen backed up again and again, his hands and whole body were covered with cyan gas.

The poison released from this evil cultivator's body was very strong. Even though Zhuo Wen had the detoxification crystal on his body, he still fell into the Tao and was poisoned by such a strong poison.

"Why?"

Zhuo Wen retreated to the corner and stared at Xu Ronghua behind him, his eyes were full of emotions such as doubt, strangeness and incomprehension.

Just now, Xu Ronghua stood behind him, taking advantage of the moment when he was defenseless, he used all his strength to sneak attack him.

Xu Ronghua was at the sixth level of the Emperor Realm, Zhuo Wen was naturally very uncomfortable after being hit by a martial artist of this level with all his strength, and coupled with the poisonous poison of the evil cultivator, Zhuo Wen was completely weak at the moment, and could not exert his strength at all How many.

"Haha! Well done."

The old man Xiexiu laughed, his miserable green eyes were full of excitement, and soon he was walking step by step...

"Not good! The strength of the whole body is suppressed by the poison, and it can't be exerted at all." JrNovels.com