After Qinghou thought about it, he looked at the sky above Tianxie Mountain and vaguely saw an innate spiritual light locking on him from afar.

"What do you want to bet on?"

"Let's bet on the poisonous well behind you. The two of us scoop up Tianxie's poisonous water from the poisonous well and drink it. Whoever gets the poison first will lose."

"Try the Tianxie poisonous water?"

Qinghou was stunned: "Are you sure? You know, this evil poisonous water is the most evil and poisonous thing in the world?"

One of the nine sacred wells in the world, it is even poisonous. A cup of poisonous wine can poison the real Xuanmen to death.

"Why, don't you dare to gamble?"

Dao Lord laughed: "I am the True Lord of the Poison Dao, and I have been studying the poisonous water of Tianxie for two thousand years. Do you really want to compare with me? Do you know why my Dao Lord is titled Qinghou?"

The word "green throat" for "Qinghou Daojun" refers to the blue-black color of his neck.

Taojun tasted poison all the time, which caused his throat to be black and blue. But if there is a loss, there will be a gain. His green throat can identify all poisons in the world, and can turn all poisons into magic power.

In the competition to drink Tianxie poisonous water, Qinghou Daojun has a huge advantage.

Ren Hong smiled slightly, took out his jade pot, scooped out a cup of poisonous water, and drank it all in one gulp.
Chapter completed!