"It's not a solution for us to stand up like this."

"The Poison King may come over at any time. No matter how good your martial arts are, you are not a match for the Poison King. We might as well stop for the time being. After the Poison King is dealt with, we will be able to make another difference." The tall and thin middle-aged man among the three said in a deep voice. When they mentioned the Poison King, the three of them obviously showed fear. It was obvious that they all knew the existence of the Poison King.

The Poison King?

Zuo Meng glanced at the three of them and took away the long sword.

With his current strength, these three people are not afraid of it. If they really want to attack, he is sure to kill them before the three of them take action. What really interested him is the tall and thin poison king. When he came over, he noticed that a group of beasts was poisoned to death. Now it seems that there must be a master in this forest who uses poison. There is no taboo in the "Choose One in a Thousand Miles" of the Tiger Village. If you survive, you will be the winner, and the same is true for poison.

"The Poison King is the number one master of the southwestern tribe. His methods are ruthless. The poisons he uses are all unique formulas. There is no cure for treatment. Those who get it will die!"

"I didn't expect the Poison King to come this time. If I had known it, I would definitely not have participated in this competition."

The other two also spoke, and their words were full of fear of the Poison King.

"Let's go first, someone is here again."

Zuo Meng had a deep inner strength and sensed that someone was approaching in this direction again.

Several people quickly sank into the jungle and disappeared.

A moment later, a weird man carrying a big gourd walked over barefoot, and a layer of light green mist surrounded him. The weird man walked to the dwarf boy who had been killed by Zuo Meng before, squatted down and looked at the wound.

"Drunk with one sword!"

The weirdo's voice was hoarse and harsh. After taking a look, he stood up.

"A master of kendo? But they are all the same."

The moment the poison king's hand left the corpse, the corpse of the dwarf boy killed by Zuo Meng rose, but in the blink of an eye, it turned into a pool of pus and there was no trace anymore.

"There shouldn't be many living people on this island."

After the monster transformed into a corpse, he sniffed in the air twice, and accurately chased Zuo Meng and the others in the direction where they escaped.

After Zuo Meng and his party passed through the jungle, they saw another animal corpse. This time, more than 500 people died, including various beasts, and some human corpses were mixed inside. The dead corpses pounced on the ground, and the rich poisonous gas filled the corpse, which seemed to be poisoned to death.

"All of them were poisoned!"

"There shouldn't be many people alive now. This is the fifth batch I have seen. Calculate the number. The poison king should have poisoned nearly 8,000 ferocious beasts to death, and almost all those who came in died." The tall and thin face looked solemn.

Choose one in a thousand!

This means that everyone here is enemies, and in the end only one person can go out alive. The four of them are temporarily ganging together just to deal with the more terrifying enemy of the Poison King. Once the Poison King dies, they still have to separate life and death.

"Is the poison in this world so terrifying?"

Zuo Meng's attention was focused on the poisoned beast. This large-scale poison attack was almost like a fantasy world.

When he was stealing powder powder in Heifengzhai, Zuo Meng felt that the world's martial arts value was not low. He had never seen a real senior management attack in the Liuhe Sect before, so he could only infer based on the strength of his disciples. Now, that kind of inference is too one-sided. Knowing that this thing will also change with the increase of knowledge. Just like when he was in Liuhe City, Zuo Meng encountered the old man in Qing's stole powder powder in Heifengzhai, and a casual palm showed the feeling of dominance. And masters of that level are only first-class in this world, so it is inferred how terrifying the top will be.

"Thirty-five years of internal strength are not enough to resist. If you face it head-on, you may die... But there is no way."

The chains of law emerged again in Zuo Meng's vision.

"Return ten years of internal strength."

Thirty-five years of internal force quickly dissipated between Zuo Meng's thoughts, and a ball of energy appeared again between his index finger. This was Zuo Meng's attempt when he was bored before. He found that his internal force could return energy, which was like washing points in the game, which would have some loss, but it was still within an acceptable range. Now Zuo Meng has washed away ten years of internal force and returned eight years of energy.

"If you modify the body's resistance, if you are poisonous, just modify this part." The chain of the law in Zuo Meng's vision was enlarged to the limit.

A human-shaped pattern appeared, and around the human being, there were also tiny chains connected. These chains were the laws bound by people in this world, such as inner birth, old age, sickness, death, external factors such as gold, wood, water, fire, and earth. The laws are everywhere and meticulous. Only the Creator can understand these things. If someone can cut off these chains, it is to break out of the laws of the world. In the distant ancient times, such people were called powerful people who jumped out of the three realms and were not in the five elements, or immortals.

"If it's the same as the dream world, it should be this one."

Zuo Meng's fingers tweaked on an extremely small chain of law, and the energy at his fingertips was instantly consumed, and at the same time, a mysterious force flowed throughout his body.

Poisonous resistance!

advanced!

At this moment, a sense of crisis hit my heart. Zuo Meng suddenly slapped the ground. With the help of his whole body, the three people behind him were not slow. Almost at the same time, with various means, they avoided their original position out of thin air. The moment they left, a green dart appeared at the position where the four of them were standing. The dart was inserted into the ground, making a "wavy" sound, and the ground turned black.

"I finally caught you rats. If you kill them, I should be the winner."

A weird man carrying a green gourd came out of the shadow.

"The Poison King!"

The tall and thin man's expression changed drastically when he saw the Poison King. The other two were even more decisive. Without even saying hello, they went straight into the Black Forest. How could the Poison King not have thought of this? Not long after the two of them escaped into the Black Forest, they heard two screams, and then they disappeared.

"Don't think about running away. I set up countless traps outside, and there are poisons I have refined everywhere."

The Poison King looked at the only two people left in a hoarse voice.

"You are yourself..."

"Die!"

The tall and thin man suddenly rose up, and his whole body turned over and rose up. As soon as his slender robe was unfolded, it was covered with hidden weapons.

"hurricane!"
Chapter completed!