"Fellow Taoist, please give me some advice on my life."

The road was blocked instantly, and the old man was panicked.

"This is simple, you can swallow this pill first." Qin Cheng threw him a porcelain bottle.

The old man found that his arm could move, and he looked at the porcelain bottle and hesitated.

Even idiots know that the inside of this porcelain bottle is likely to be a poison pill.

"Diet to the point of death, are you still worried about this?" Qin Chengdao.

Upon hearing this, the old man's face turned red. He grabbed the porcelain bottle and swallowed the elixir inside into his stomach.

"Very good. This pill is indeed poisonous and extremely poisonous. It will explode in one day, and there is absolutely no cure except me."

Qin Cheng nodded and said, "You have seen my previous methods and know my methods of poison cultivation."

"Fellow Taoist, I dare not have any unfair intentions, just tell me." The old man stood up and bowed quickly.

"Okay, I will send you out later. You disguise yourself as a monk who comes to find me, mix with the monks, and then pass on messages to me and follow my instructions."

The old man was a little worried. He understood that Qin Cheng wanted him to be a spy, but what was Qin Cheng doing?

Qin Cheng paused after saying that, and added a reminder to the old man: "Have you ever thought about it? I can have so many means to have such sharp poisonous insects, and killing the fusion realm is no problem.

Who is my master? Where is the power behind me?"

"I am a poison cultivator but also a pharmacist. As long as you cooperate well, I will not break my promise. But if you ruin my affairs, you will not be able to bear the consequences."

"Don't worry, fellow Taoist, I understand this, I will never betray you." The old man sweated so hard that he rained.

I have been infected with elixirs. The boy opposite seems to be very mysterious in his identity, and he promised as a pharmacist that he has a chance to survive.

He naturally put away all his other thoughts.

Seeing that the old man looked really scared, Qin Cheng nodded and carved a small moving array into the white fog array.

This formation is difficult to arrange. It cannot be transmitted too far, but the only advantage is that the noise generated during transmission will not be too large.

Arranged the old man to step into the moving array, Qin Cheng suddenly said, "What's your name?"

"I am reincarnated." The old man said respectfully.

Qin Cheng waved his hand and the formation opened.

At the same time, the Qiyun Sect outside the White Mist Formation suddenly felt that the spiritual fog suddenly expanded another layer of the surroundings.

They were surprised and immediately retreated.

But then, the fog stopped again and stopped expanding.

"Did you sense it? It seemed that the space breath was flowing just now, similar to teleportation." Humane said.

"Is it? I didn't realize that, and isn't this light column still there? The eldest brother said that during this incense stick, the light column will not be extinguished, and no matter where this person escapes, he will be followed by the killing list.

"

"No matter what else, as long as this guy is still there, we don't have any abnormal movements."

Ren Qing's departure did not arouse the vigilance of the Qiyun Sect.

In a short while, several figures rushed over.

They come from three different directions, obviously not all the people.

"Several fellow Taoists, what are you doing?"

Seeing the Qiyun Sect floating aside, these people were a little surprised, and one of the middle-aged people asked.

"Everyone, we are disciples of Qiyun Sect. We stay here to remind you."

Then, Senior Brother Liu told the whole story.

"Eighth level of the Combination Realm, the Illusion Array Master and Poison Cultivator."

After hearing this, the scalp was numb, but judging from the expression, they were obviously a little suspicious.

"Hmph, fellow Taoists, don't say that I am too careful, but you have no evidence to say that these things are. Who can guarantee whether you are in the same camp as the holder of the mark, deliberately scaring me outside and delaying the time."

The middle-aged man obviously didn't convince him so easily. He sneered and pointed it out directly.

"Since fellow Taoists don't believe it, then you can go in and take a look."

Senior Brother Liu was not anxious. He just moved out of the position.

"I don't believe it. It's such a coincidence that what formation master is adding poison cultivation inside? Who else would like to go with me?" The middle-aged man snorted coldly and looked at the other people.

"Fellow Taoist, please take a look, I'd better take a look."

The old man Ren Qing also got involved at this time, and smiled and said, "I have some understanding of this Qiyun Sect. It is a famous sect, and I believe they will not lie."

"Thank you for your support, fellow Taoist."

Senior Brother Liu and others were very grateful to Ren Qing for his trust.

"A group of fools. Even if I can't tell whether I am a human or a ghost, I'm worthy of fighting with fellow Daoist Qin?"

Ren Qing nodded with a smile on his face, but he felt deeply whispered in his heart.

After Ren Qing said this, the other monks were also a little hesitant.

"Haha, it seems that this opportunity is destined to belong to me."

Seeing that no one supported his decision, the middle-aged male cultivator sneered and suddenly flew towards Bai Wu.

Ren Qing quickly sent a message to inform Qin Cheng of the man's location.

"This guy is dead." Senior Brother Liu snorted.

After the man rushed into the white mist, the cultivators also focused their attention.

Once the man gains something, they will follow in without hesitation and help hunt Qincheng.

But there was less than a few breathing time.

The white mist rolled. A scream suddenly rang out, and the sound was extremely miserable, making people shudder.

The next moment, a black thing was thrown out of the white mist and landed on the ground, which was the head of the middle-aged monk.

"Dead?"

Everyone was shocked and incredible.

The middle-aged monks had only been in for a long time, but they didn't feel the battle had happened. As a result, the monk died tragically and his head was cut off.

The monks in the white mist are too cruel.

"It is not cut off by a sharp weapon. Look at the broken mouth, there are many dense concave areas."

A young monk, his face turned pale at this time, pointed at the wound on the head.

"It seems that it was bitten by countless tiny poisonous insects, leaving only the head left."

Everyone's heads were even more swollen, and a cold feeling spread from their spine to their bodies.

Countless poisonous insects swallowed the whole body, and it felt so chilling.

How terrifying are the monks in the white mist?

Everyone was gasping for a while. They had some doubts before, but now they believed it.

It is a complete warning to deliberately throw the head out.

"Is this person really a strong man in the eighth grade of the fusion realm?"

"Fellow Taoists, you believe it now." Senior Brother Liu also raised his head and was completely proud.

"I think this fellow Taoist is right."

Ren Qing also followed Qin Cheng's instructions and said at this time: "We are here, responding to changes in the same way, waiting for enough people. Even if this person has a strong cultivation level and a strange means, it is impossible to deal with it alone.

Hundreds of people."

Afterwards, monks around him kept getting closer.

But everyone in Qiyun Sect stepped forward and persuaded them one by one.

And now there is evidence that the male cultivator on the ground is still bleeding.

Of course, some of them didn't believe in evil and insisted on going in and trying, but there was no sound.
Chapter completed!