Chapter 1930: Drunken Immortal

The old devil's vicious voice reached my ears. After all, my face has been torn, so why should I be polite: "My cultivation level was not as good as yours before, but your main Nascent Soul has been destroyed, and a second Nascent Soul has taken over the body."

What’s the point of being so arrogant about your body? I was able to eliminate you last time, but this time, you can’t escape from my grasp either.”

"Is it?"

The skinny old man smiled: "Old Demon Gongsun, you think I am seeking revenge from you, but you are not prepared at all. This will be your burial place. Not only you, but all the immortal cultivators here, none of them can escape. Who will let them?"

It happened to be the right time. If you want to blame it, it’s just my own bad luck.”

"What."

As soon as these words came out, everyone turned pale with horror. The other party's words were too loud. He actually wanted to use his own power to make enemies of all the immortal cultivators present, and also wanted to wash the place with blood.

We have all seen arrogant people with our own eyes, but we have never seen anyone so arrogant.

Does he think all the monks here are just paper?

Just let him have his way casually?

Suddenly, the group of cultivators started to make noises, and a chuckle reached their ears: "It turns out that this person is the famous Taoist Fellow Mo. I heard that Fellow Taoist Mo died hundreds of years ago, and I did something for him.

I'm so sad. I didn't expect that Taoist friend is actually alive and well. It's really gratifying. However, if you have any enmity with Taoist friend Gongsun, you can find a place where no one is and slowly resolve it. Our store is just a small business. Why?

You want to implicate me and all the customers in our store."

The voice was soft and sweet, and then a beautiful woman in imperial attire came into view. She looked about thirty-five years old, her youthfulness had gradually faded away, and some crow's feet could be seen at the corners of her eyebrows and eyes, but she was still plump and plump, and she was obviously young.

When she was a beauty.

"Lady Fragrance!"

Many monks exclaimed that this woman was the shopkeeper behind the auction. Although she was a casual cultivator, it was said that she was inextricably linked to the Holy City. Her hands and eyes could reach the sky, and she herself was a monk in the early Dongxuan period.

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At this moment, the woman's face clearly showed a look of hesitation. No one would be in a good mood if someone kicked her out.

She was being polite when she said this. After all, if her cultivation level reached their level, she would not conflict with monks of the same level unless it was absolutely necessary.

Gongsun Laomo was secretly happy. Even though he didn't care, it was just on the surface. Deep down in his heart, he was still quite afraid of Mr. Mo.

Although his physical body and his master Nascent Soul were both destroyed in his own hands, it wasn't like a fierce dragon could cross the river. The other party had calculated and dared to come to him, so he must have had someone to rely on.

He knew this truth well, but on the surface, he would not show weakness no matter what.

However, Mr. Mo didn't know that there was something wrong with his head, so he just wanted to trouble himself. He actually said such arrogant words and made enemies of all the immortal cultivators present.

That's all for the others. Mrs. Fenfang is also a cultivator in the Dongxuan stage. If she joins forces with him, there will be no problem in killing this person.

The thought in his mind turned, Gongsun Lao Mo already knew what he should do. How could he not have played the trick of combining vertical and horizontal lines before?

He coughed softly: "I have met Madam. Gongsun is really sorry for the trouble I have brought to your store. I have no hostility towards your store at all. Everything is caused by this person surnamed Mo..."

This person's thick-skin is also top-notch, and when he tells lies, he doesn't blush at all.

It's nothing to confuse right and wrong. Anyway, in the world of immortality, heroes are judged by their success or failure.

Mrs. Fenfang frowned slightly, but she was not interested in the entanglement between the two people at all. She turned her head: "Fellow Taoist Mo, I think you know what I mean. If you are willing to leave here now, I will

Madam, you can forget the blame, otherwise..."

She didn't finish her words, but her meaning was already very clear. The current situation, no matter which direction you looked at it, was unfavorable to the skinny old man.

Two fists are no match for four hands. Facing two Dongxuan stage immortal cultivators of the same level, as well as such multi-dimensional infant clutches, he has no chance at all.

Of course, Mrs. Fenfang would try not to take action if she could, so that she would not be stupidly taken advantage of by Gongsun Laomo.

The two Dongxuan stage old monsters have already expressed their opinions. Now it’s up to the skinny old man to decide. Will he hit an egg against a stone?

All the monks were waiting to see, but Lin Xuan's thoughts were slightly different.

Throughout the entire conflict, he remained silent and watched with cold eyes.

This skinny old man obviously had a premeditated plan, and judging from his reaction, it didn't look like he was confused. He boasted about Haikou. Could it be that he had something else to rely on?

What exactly is it?

Originally, the land of right and wrong would not last long, but Lin Xuan really coveted the Five Elements Spiritual Formation in his heart, and of course he was not willing to give up just like that. He had experienced many storms and waves, and although the scene in front of him was a bit strange, there was nothing to be afraid of.

Take a look first, maybe you still have a chance to get something out of the fire.

Lin Xuan carefully released his consciousness and observed everything around him, but at this moment, a "bang" sound came into his ears.

The voice seemed a bit abrupt, and Lin Xuan turned his head hurriedly, only to see a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator on the left, who fell to the ground inexplicably.

His face was full of pain, as if he had been poisoned.

Poisoned!

This thought passed through his heart, and Lin Xuan's expression suddenly became serious. However, before he had time to use his spiritual consciousness to detect anything, another popping sound came into his ears one after another, but one monk after another fell to the side.

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The first ones to suffer from the attack were the immortal cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage, followed closely by the cultivators in the Lihehe stage, who also began to falter.

"You...what exactly did you do?"

Gongsun Laomo was shocked and angry, and Mrs. Fenfang's expression also changed drastically.

"I said that no one can leave here alive today. How about it? How does this drunken immortal feel?" the skinny old man said coldly, with a look of pride on his face.

"Xianren Zui, you actually found this ancient poison?"

The expression on Old Demon Gongsun's face had turned into one of fear, and Lin Xuan also frowned. He had been in the East China Sea Cultivation World for so long, and of course he no longer knew anything about the situation in this world.

Immortal drunkenness is one of the most powerful poisons in ancient times. It can corrode people's meridians and make them weak and unable to use magic power. Even immortal cultivators in the Dongxuan stage cannot resist it. However, the most powerful poison is this.

The colorless and odorless substance can be blended into the air. With breathing, it can blend into the monk's body and kill people invisible.

In ancient times, it was a treasure that made many monks talk about it. It is said that this poison requires dozens of rare raw materials, and it is difficult to refine it successfully.

It made all the immortal cultivators talk about it. Unfortunately, things changed over time, and for some reason, the recipe for this poison was lost.

Occasionally, a little finished Immortal Drunken Ancient Poison can be found from the ruins of ancient monks. However, hundreds of thousands of years have passed since the last time this poison was discovered, and it has disappeared since then.

Where did you find this old monster?

Not only Lin Xuan was shocked, this kind of doubt also emerged in the minds of other monks.

The immortal drunken ancient poison is not fatal, but it can make people lose all their magic power.

To put it simply, if you are poisoned by this poison, you will be at the mercy of others.

After understanding their situation, many monks were frightened and begged for mercy.

"Senior Mo, I have no grievances against you. Please let me go. When Cheng returns, he will definitely set up an immortal tablet for you."

"Yes, senior, we have always respected your reputation. You cannot kill innocent people indiscriminately."

"I am a disciple of the Guiyun Sect. If you kill me, our sect will never let you go. Why would you make innocent enemies?"

"Senior, if you let me go, Zhang is willing to repay you with treasures."

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Various sounds enter the ears, and the sounds of begging for mercy come and go. Some are moved by emotion, and some are made by reason. Although the entry point is different, the purpose is the same.

However, the skinny old man was not moved at all.

Although Immortal Drunkenness is extremely powerful, it can only work in a small, airtight space. He secretly followed Gongsun Laomo for a long time and finally caught this opportunity.

As for other people being affected by Chi Yu, it was just a coincidence. From his original intention, it was not that he wanted to kill innocent people indiscriminately, but if word of today's incident spread, it would really cause endless trouble for him.

As the saying goes, if you don't do one, you won't stop. If you want to avoid future troubles, you can only be non-toxic and non-husband.

Regardless of whether he wants to do it or not, he has no choice.

Gongsun Laomo's face was full of anxiety. No matter what, the other party would not let him go. He desperately tried to gather his magic power. However, as the old saying goes, the reputation is well-deserved. If this ancient poison of immortal drunkenness was so easy to cure, it would not be possible.

It has such a great reputation.

He worked hard for a long time, but all his magic power was still scattered. When he saw the skinny old man looking towards him, he was so anxious that he was sweating profusely.

Mrs. Fragrant's expression was similar.

Besides being ugly, it’s still ugly.

Since the other party had betrayed her, she felt absolutely unjust and felt extremely depressed. It was unjust for her to be involved in this conflict.

Looking at the immortal cultivators in the room, Lin Xuan is probably the only one who is not panicking.

The Immortal's Drunken Ancient Poison did scare him, but the Phantom Sky Fire was too powerful. This fire has now evolved into four attributes: poison, corrosion, freezing, and devouring, which can take turns to exert their effects.

Among the attributes, poison can be said to be the foundation. After all, the phantom sky fire is derived from the green phantom fire.

Because of practicing this secret technique, most poisons have no effect on Lin Xuan.

The reputation of Immortal Drunkenness spread far and wide, and Lin Xuan was not sure whether he could withstand the phantom sky fire. Fortunately, the result was surprising.

It was indeed a surprise, because he found that this fire was not only immune to it, but also the Immortal Drunk seemed to be a great tonic for it, being absorbed as soon as it entered the meridians.
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