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Four hundred and twentieth eight chapters corpse poison soul eater

Third update

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Pang Guan and Mrs. Zhao laughed awkwardly, and Crazy Zhan stared at the pair of bull's eyes, obviously unaware of it. Han Yun is not a pretentious person. Since he has come to this point, he should not refuse. At most, he should be a boss by himself.

"Okay, I'll sit in this gang leader!" Han Yun said loudly. Zhao Tai and others looked overjoyed and said loudly: "See the leader of Han Yun, and the Tai Sui Gang will call you in the future..."

"You're also called Tai Sui Gang, this name is domineering!" Han Yun interrupted. Zhao Tai scratched his head and said yes: "Then let's follow the boss's meaning!"

Han Yun laughed and punched Zhao Taiyi and said, "I have to explain first. I'm just a name for this gang leader. I don't care about any affairs in the gang. In fact, you're the leader!"

"Boss, this is not good, right?" Zhao Da rubbed his hands. Han Yun smiled and said, "Then should I be the leader of this gang?"

Pang Guan hurriedly said, "Yes! You must be called, just be named!" As he said that, he secretly pulled Mrs. Zhao. Mrs. Zhao was stunned and immediately came back and said, "Yes, just be named, and the boss can be named as a name, and it is worth tens of thousands of people!"

Han Yun glared at Pang Guan, not sure what this guy was thinking. As long as he became the leader of the gang, if something big happened in the gang, would the leader of the gang be unable to stand by and watch? Pang Guan smiled embarrassedly and knew that Han Yun had seen through it again.

"Boss..." A weak voice came from behind. Han Yun quickly turned his head and saw that it was Shi Qiu who had just fought against two men in black robes on the boat. He saw that he was pale and his eyes were dull.

Han Yun hurriedly pulled Shi Qiu over, and a stream of wood-attributed spiritual power filled with vitality continued to be lost. Shi Qiu's face gradually became rosy, and he smiled with a cracked mouth and said, "Thank you, I'm really...!" He fainted before he finished speaking.

"Old Qiu!" Zhao and others shouted anxiously: "Boss, what's wrong with Lao Qiu?"

Han Yun couldn't help frowning, and used his spiritual power to check Shi Qiu's body once. He found that there was no internal injury or anything else. His body was normal, so how could he faint?

"Senior Han, the Yinci Sect's martial arts are vicious. This fellow Taoist may have been damaged, so he fainted!" Wu Shanzi stepped forward and reminded. Han Yun's heart moved, and a wisp of spiritual consciousness was released to explore Shi Qiu's divine sea. Sure enough, he found a layer of black air attached to his divine sea. These black airs were extremely Yin Li. As soon as Han Yun's divine consciousness touched, these black airs rushed in, and a strong resentment was reflected in his brain.

Han Yun couldn't help but feel cold in his heart, retreated his spiritual sense, nodded and said, "There is indeed a ball of black air in Shi Qiu's divine sea. If you don't drive it away, you may not be able to wake up!" As he said that, he looked at Wu Shanzi. This guy could see the reason at a glance, and he was probably very good at this.

Wushan Zi was very happy. Now that she had requests from Han Yun, she naturally wanted to repay her. So she didn't wait for Han Yun to speak and said, "Senior Han, I'm going to have some research on soul art ghost cultivators, and maybe I can help!"

Zhao Tai was overjoyed and patted Wu Shanzi's head and shoulders and said, "Old Wu... Master, I didn't expect you to have this ability. As long as you wake up Lao Qiu, the great master will be rewarded!"

"There is no need to pay more. I still owe the leader of Gang Han a great favor!" Wu Shanzi smiled and continued, "Go to the boat first!"

Han Yun's big sleeves blew, stirring up a strong wind, blowing away the yin energy on the boat and landing lightly on the deck. At this time, dozens of people were lying on the deck, all of whom were gangs with dark faces.

Zhao Tai and others' faces became ugly. After checking, they found that most of them still had a breath, but their whole body was cold and their breathing was weak.

"Master Wu, do you think these people can be saved?" Pang Guan asked politely. Wu Shanzi and Zhang Cuifeng looked at each other and said with a serious expression: "These people seem to have been poisoned by corpse, and they are more capable in this regard!"

Zhang Cuifeng didn't say anything nonsense, and took her lower body, with a small silver knife on her hand, and cut the clothes on a cultivator's chest in a few seconds, revealing her slightly black and blue chest. Everyone around him looked at her with a breath holding her mind.

Zhang Cuifeng's small silver sword scratched a big "Ten" character on the cultivator's chest. The purple-black flesh rolled up, but no drop of blood oozed out, as if it had condensed. Zhang Cuifeng's face changed slightly, and fine beads of sweat oozed out of her forehead. Everyone couldn't help but lift their hearts and took a breath of air conditioning. These corpse poisons were so powerful that they would even fuck people from the Yin Corpse Sect in the future!

Zhang Cuiyun took out a plate and placed it on the ground, and said lightly: "Shan Zi, get some water!"

Han Yun hurriedly pointed, and the abundant water vapor around him quickly gathered, forming a blue water ball that fell into the plate, and half of the plate of clear water immediately came. Han Yunlu's pure water-based technique shocked Wu Shanzi again. He thought Han Yun was practicing fire-based technique, but he didn't expect that he could also know water-based technique.

Zhang Cuiyun muttered something, and made several strange tricks into the water. He took out a bottle of dark red powder and spread it into the water. He patted his palms on the edge of the plate, and instantly sprinkled a bunch of clear water on the disciple's chest.

Honey~ Honey~

The two long wounds were stained with clear water and black smoke was sizzling, and the solidified black blood slowly flowed down. A strong fishy smell made people feel sick. Zhang Cuiyun also opened a "ten" hole in the disciple's hands and thighs.

Gradually, the disciple's face slowly faded from black, and finally became a little pale, and the blood flowing out of the wound turned light red. Zhang Cuiyun then breathed a sigh of relief, fed the disciple a bleeding pill, and applied the wound to the bleeding pill. The disciple woke up slowly, and his face was extremely pale because he lost too much blood, but he finally saved his life.

Seeing this, Mrs. Zhao was overjoyed and ordered the gang members below to bleed the other injured. Zhang Cuiyun was only responsible for providing the talisman water that caused the wound to bleed. With the division of labor and cooperation, the efficiency was much faster.

Wushan Zi here also began to treat Shi Qiu. Shi Qiu was different from being poisoned by the corpse. When he was fighting against the Yin Zi Gang, he was invaded by the opponent's Yin Yao soul-devouring energy. At this time, Shi Qiu's head was covered with bright silver needles and sat cross-legged on the ground. Wushan Zi was holding an ancient bronze bell in her hand and shook it, muttering words, and taking strange steps under her feet. Her expression was extremely wonderful. With the rolling eyes, she couldn't help but want to laugh.

Han Yun couldn't help but pop Wu Yiyi's pink ear beads and asked in a low voice with a smile: "What kind of magic is your father using?"

Wu Yiyi touched her ear and flattened her mouth and said, "Soul-removing spell, that man was injured by the magic weapon refined by Lihun. Dad is helping him drive out the resentful aura!"

Seeing that she was speaking seriously, Han Yun couldn't help but tease her and said, "So powerful? Can you?"

Wu Yiyi blinked her watery eyes and nodded, "Yes, I can also know the soul-conjuring technique, soul-transforming curse, soul refining..." Wu Yiyi suddenly turned pale, as if she realized something, lowered her head and did not dare to look at Han Yun, looking a little uneasy.

Han Yun felt aroused in his heart and said to himself: "It seems that although this Wutian Sect is a small sect, it may be a good background. It may be the lineage of evil cultivators. However, this little girl is so kind, she shouldn't have pretended to be so kind!"
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