"What?"

"It's actually... poisonous spirit root?"

"Impossible, how is this possible?"

...

A stone caused a thousand waves. Mo Wentian's voice was not loud, but it exploded like a thunder in the sunny day. Everyone was shocked and it was difficult to calm down for a while.

Poisonous Spirit Root, this is the alien spiritual root that the poisonous monk dreams of. It is as simple as taking poisonous substances and drinking water to eat. Any poisonous skills is easy to practice, and it also has the talent to communicate with poisonous insects. It can be said to be the best spiritual root for refining the five poisonous spirits.

It is said that the founder of the Five Poison Sect was the Poison Spirit Root. After hundreds of thousands of years, although there were peerless geniuses who were envious, they had never become famous Poison Spirit Root monks.

Perhaps, such an alien was born in the long history of the Wan Zi Spirit Realm, but because he was born, he died prematurely because he was not well-educated and did not receive suitable soil cultivation.

With the talent of the poisonous spirit root, this person cultivated to become the true king of the Nascent Soul. Who knows what it means?

The Five Poisons Divine Spirits, treasures that even the Ten Thousand Poison Kings cannot be refined, may be refined and absorbed by this person. The future achievements will of course be limitless and will become a new legend in the Ten Thousand Purple Spirit Realm.

No one doubted this. At this moment, they saw it with their own eyes. The Five Poisons True King sat cross-legged in the void, and strands of white spider silk poured out of his body and wrapped him tightly inside, just like a spider-man figurine, floating out of thin air under the night sky, but it was indescribable strange and terrifying.

Obviously, in front of everyone, he wants to refine the Spider Emperor's divine soul?

"Bad man, return my spider son?"

The ink spider god eloquently shouted, and the eight spider ropes in his hand soared into the sky, like a white silk that cut through the night sky, swept towards Wang Ai together.

"snort!"

Mo Wentian snorted coldly and came forward with his hands behind his back. Flashes of dragon roars faintly came out, and three divine dragons immediately broke out and burst out dazzling light.

A water dragon with a dark blue body was like a wind and wave, lingering around Wang Ai's body. The eight spider ropes were swept by the waves and immediately cracked inch by inch.

"Wow!"

The Ink Spider God Envoy spit out a mouthful of blood, as if he was hit hard, and couldn't help but retreat.

"Walk!"

At this moment, the Red Centenary Divine Envoy saw that the situation was not good, so he immediately turned around and ran away. He had already obtained the Centenary Emperor's Spirit. There was no need to stay here. It would be better to escape and find a place to hide it and wait until the Centenary Emperor's Spirit is refined before talking about it.

"Where to escape?"

However, although his escape speed was not slow, Mo Wentian took action faster. A green wooden dragon lingered in his fangs and claws, blocking his way out first.

"Go to die!"

The red centipede's divine expression became ferocious, and his right hand made a golden iron hook to break through the air. This was made up of the bones of the ancient divine beast Centipede Dragon. Even the mid-stage cultivator of the Nascent Soul stage could easily break open his body, but when it fell on the green dragon scales of the wooden dragon, it only made a sound of gold and iron clashing, but there was no damage at all.

"not good!"

The Red Centenary God Envoy was shocked at once, but it was obvious that it was too late for him to continue escaping. He was tightly wrapped by the wooden dragon, as if he was trapped in a shackle, but he was unable to move at all.

"Today, no one can leave from all the fellow Taoists from the Five Poisons!"

Mo Wentian stepped on the red flame fire dragon and soared into the sky. Three Yuanying came out from the orifices above his head. One person and the three infants rushed towards the four corners of the earth, and each shot out a formation flag. The sky and the earth suddenly surging, and the rolling black clouds rolled in, like a huge cage, covering all the Dongchuan Valley.

Hell without a gate formation!

As the name suggests, if you have a way in heaven, you won’t walk, and if you have no way to break in hell!

Even the True King of Nascent Soul, if he was trapped in this formation, he would be like being in hell, and he would not even be able to find the door to escape.

This is a set of eighth-level formation flags. The original owner was Yunyou Dharma King from the Xiling Spirit Realm. He was captured by Mo Wentian himself and obtained this spiritual treasure at the same time. It is of course the most suitable to use it to trap these elders of the Poison Sect at this time.

Because these people are useful, he doesn't want to start a massacre.

"No, there is no way ahead!"

"What's going on? Why am I still here?"

"We can't escape, we're trapped here."

...

In an instant, all the elders of the Five Poison Sects, like headless flies, let them escape with all their might, but they were like trapped in this maze and could not escape from this world.

"It's ridiculous. How can you escape if you fall into my hands?"

Mo Wentian stood in the sky with his hands behind his back, looking down at the Dongchuan Valley under the fog, his eyes full of playful light, as if he was staring at a few ants on a hot pan.

Although the Five Poison Sects are among the three Nascent Soul Sects of the Great Chu, they are destined to decline with the fall of the Ten Thousand Poison Kings without the late Nascent Soul masters.

But for Mo Wentian, the Five Poison Sect is not an enemy. If you want to completely siege the Great Chu State, such a local snake is a very suitable pioneer. Now is the best opportunity to conquer.

"The True King Wuji, let us out quickly."

"If you want to kill or cut, you will be punished by the emperor, but don't humiliate us here."

"The True King of Wuji, we are all without grievances, but why not let the other side be?

...

These elders of the Poison Sect could not find a way out, but were unwilling to accept the fate of being imprisoned. However, their expressions became different, some were indignant, some were confused, and some were begging for mercy.

However, they all have a common feeling, that is, the despair of losing control of fate, just like catfish on the chopping board waiting to be slaughtered.

The True King of Wuji is really too powerful, just like the bright moon shining under the night sky, making them these rotten grasses fluorescent mountains look up to them. Even if the King of Ten Thousand Poisons is alive, I am afraid that they are not his opponents.

Hasn’t the Bianhuang Spirit Realm always been barren? How could there be such a master of Taoism?

Everyone has absurd feeling, and the cognition that has been instilled since childhood has undergone earth-shaking changes, creating extremely unreal feelings.

"Wuji True King, what do you want to do?"

However, the Red Centenary Divine Envoy could see that although the Wuji True King in front of him was powerful, he did not have the intention of killing himself and others, otherwise he would have been out of life long ago.

"I heard that there are nine elders from the Five Poison Sects, who are known as the Four Poisons and Five Divine Envoys. Even seven of them represent the seven veins of the Poison Sect."

Mo Wentian stood proudly in the void, with a fancy look on his face and said indifferently: "However, the King of Ten Thousand Poisons failed to refine the Five Poisons Spirits, which unfortunately led to sudden death. The heroes of the Five Poisons Sect lost their heads, but I don't know what you plan?"

"this……"

The seven elders of the Poison Sect, including the Red Centenary God Envoy, looked at each other. They seemed to have never dreamed that the True King of Wuji actually raised such a question and began to care about the future of the Five Poison Sects.

After the fall of the Ten Thousand Poison Kings, they were busy snatching the Five Poisons Spirits, but never thought of such a problem?

In fact, the reason why the Five Poison Sects occupies all over the world and have divided the world with the Tang Sect and the Tiance Mansion over the years is because of the Ten Thousand Poison Kings. Although the seven of them are all arrogant, no one thinks they can replace the Ten Thousand Poison Kings and become the new leader of the Five Poison Sect.

The sudden death of the Ten Thousand Poison King will inevitably decline. This is their consensus. However, no one is willing to say it. He can only grab the fragments of the Five Poisons Spirit and improve his cultivation first.

"The True King of Wuji!"

The Yellow Scorpion God Envoy has always been irritable and said coldly: "What will happen to me in the future? You are not an outsider, you can point fingers, right?"

"Yes, your hands are stretched too long. What's your intention?"

The Fire Poison Old Ghost echoed, speaking quite rudely. Although the other elders did not speak, their expressions became a little suspicious.

"Although I am far away in the border spiritual realm, I have heard of it. The Five Poison Sect once left a ancestral teaching."

Mo Wentian burst into laughter, and when he said this, his expression suddenly became solemn.

"Those who have poisonous spirit roots can be regarded as the sect leader."

He spitted out this sentence word by word, and it rang in everyone's ears like a thunder, which made everyone's soul tremble, and his face became strange.

This sentence is indeed the ancestral teaching of the Five Poisons Sect, but in the long years, there has never been such a precedent and it has been forgotten intentionally or unintentionally.

At this moment, in the mouth of an outsider, this ancestral teaching was raised again, which made them all feel shocked and immediately understood the meaning.

The poisonous spirit root is the black-faced man in front of him, the Five Poisons True King of Wuji Sect. Could it be that he wants to become the new leader of the Five Poisons Sect?

"roar!"

At this time, a hysterical roar suddenly came from the spider-man figurine floating in the void. A figure broke out from inside, standing in the void with a scattered moonlight on his body, and eight spider feet appeared on his back, and a powerful aura came to his face.

"Is this... refining the Spider Emperor's divine soul?"

"How is this... possible in such a short time?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, so powerful?"

...

The elders of the Five Poison Sect, as if they were being lit by acupuncture points, all looked in front of them in shock, as if they were paying attention to miracles, and their faces were full of these four words of incredibleness.

"Yes, if you refine the Spider Emperor's divine soul, the five souls have already obtained the fourth spirit."

Wang Ai smiled heartily at the sky. His eyes stared down like lightning, but it fell on the Red Centenary God Envoy, and his brilliance suddenly became bright.

"The five poisonous spirits are indispensable, and the spirit spirit of the centipede emperor is angelized into the true king."

The sound rolled down like thunder, like an invisible spider web, immediately covering the Red Centipede's envoy's head. A centipede's black shadow broke out and was wrapped in a solid spider web.

"The Centenary Emperor's Spirit, don't escape!"

Wang Ai rushed forward like a snake, entangled the centipede shadow tightly. His mouth suddenly opened wide, and his mouth completely swallowed the centipede shadow like a golden toad swallowing the sky. He sat cross-legged in the void, obviously intending to refine it here.

"The Five Poisons Spirits have all been gained by this person?"

"If he refines the Five Poisons Spirits, he will be stronger than the Ten Thousand Poison Kings, and he will indeed be the leader of the Five Poisons Sect."

"The poisonous spirit root can be regarded as the leader of the sect. This sect does have this ancestral teaching. This is an opportunity for the Five Poison Sects to carry forward the five Poison Sects."

...

The whispers of the elders of the Five Poison Sect fell completely into Mo Wentian's eardrums. A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. It seemed that they could see the situation clearly, and they were not the kind of stubborn and pedantic people.

However, it doesn’t matter if you don’t want to. Waiting for Wang Ai to refine the Five Poisons Spirits is equivalent to completely suppressing you in poison skills. Of course, you have to use the Poison Sect’s means to deal with the Poison Sect, so you don’t have to worry about not letting them submit honestly.

The Five Poison Sect will be an affiliated sect of Wuji Sect in the future. Let’s take the lead in the Wanzi Spirit Realm!
Chapter completed!