The man said without any haste. He thought Fang Quan had been occupied by the spiritual energy gu, and now he was just making a meaningless dying struggle.

In fact, these black spiritual energy are just Fang Quan expelling the dead black insects from the body. These insects have been strangled by the Great Dao scriptures.

"Now, all the spiritual insects have been strangled by me. It's time to repair my body."

Fang Quan said in a deep voice, the hidden dangers lurking in his body have been eliminated by him.

After saying that, pure spiritual energy flowed out along Fangquan's meridians and headed towards his limbs and bones.

You know, this time his body was seriously injured, and his meridians in many places were seriously damaged.

The spiritual energy flowed away, nourishing Fang Quan's injured body like a trace of spring rain. Under the nourishment of the spiritual energy, these meridians were repairing at a speed visible to the eyes.

About half an hour later, Fang Quan's meridians were repaired as before, but he had not repaired Fang Quan's appearance, because that would only make the enemy look down on him.

After the meridians were completely repaired, Fang Quan slowly opened his eyes and his eyes turned to the three thatched huts. Among these three thatched huts, he only found two powerful auras, one of which was the one who had been manipulating poison, and the other was emitted from the thatched hut in the middle.

"Haha, I didn't expect you to resist it. How about it? How does the spiritual gu taste?"

A voice was made in the thatched hut on the far left, and his tone was very surprised.

"The spiritual energy Gu is a poison invented by the ancestor of the Ten Thousand Gods Sect. It can kill everyone in the divine realm. You can hold on until you have achieved it. But it seems that you have paid a considerable price."

The voice of the speech this time came from the thatched hut in the middle, but the sound was very young and did not have the meaning of old age.

Fang Quan looked at the voice and frowned, because the realm of the person in this thatched hut was actually at the peak of the spiritual light period, and this kind of strength was extraordinary. Fang Quan could feel that that person was only one step away from the Wind Sea period, which was very extraordinary.

"Master, you finally woke up. This person was the one who hurt me last time. I didn't expect him to come to him."

A voice came from the thatched hut on the left, and his attitude was very respectful.

"Oh?! It's not easy to hurt you and be able to withstand the spiritual energy Gu..."

The young voice said, but there was no joy or worry in the voice, like an old monster who had lived for hundreds of years, without any emotion.

"Wood technique, this period is a critical period for the ancestor to wake up. No one can come in at will. Since this person has come in, he must not walk out alive."

The young voice said softly.

The person in the thatched hut on the far left is called Wood Stories, and his tone is very serious at this time.

"Master, I'm just about to refine his body into a war slave. His body is very powerful."

"Well, it's not bad. This body is a good material for practicing war slaves."

The man also nodded and said yes, as if Fang Quan was already in their pocket.

Fang Quan looked at the two thatched huts indifferently. From beginning to end, no one in the thatched huts appeared.

"Haha, if you want my body, it depends on whether you have the ability. Since you have been doing evil in the Lingnan area for so many years, I will wipe out you today."

"What a big sigh! Our Gu Poison Sect has existed for hundreds of years, and no one has ever dared to say such a big deal. Even Shi Qingshan, who was known as the Divine Realm, dared not say such a thing."

The two of them sneered at the same time, and then a strange whimpering sound echoed again.

As the sound rang out, the black air in the bronze tripod in front of the door on the far left of the three thatched huts became even more intense, as if it was igniting a beating wolf smoke.

The black air rose and soon covered the entire thatched house.

Then a figure in a black robe walked out of the thatched hut, which was the person who sneaked into Zhong Ling that day.

"We're meeting again."

The man smiled and then pulled off the robe above his head, revealing a face that was almost as white as paper, but at this time his face was covered with various black bugs, like vivid tattoos.

His appearance was very young, but his skin was cracked. The corners of his mouth were slightly pulled, and the insects on his face fell on his robe.

"Come out, my war slave."

The young man waved his hand gently, and the black air surging from the bronze tripod behind him, as if he had touched another strange world. Soon, a body with an extremely ugly appearance and a distorted and weird figure slowly crawled out of the bronze tripod.

This body is obviously a corpse. It has been dead for a long time, like a floating corpse in the river, and its skin appears a black and purple color.

The strangest thing is that his body is covered with huge bubbles, as if he has smallpox. In the bubbles, he can clearly see huge parasites.

"How is this? This is my war slave after I transformed. In no time, you will be as powerful as him."

Woodwork smiled evilly, and insects fell from the corners of his mouth, which was very disgusting.

"Is this what you call a war slave?"

Fang Quan said coldly that the so-called transformation of the war slave in Wooden Art's mouth was nothing more than driving the corpse through poisonous insects, but after this corpse was refined, it had a powerful appearance. Obviously, this war slave had reached the strength of the mid-stage spiritual light period.

"This war slave was made by an ancient martial arts master who wanted to wipe out our Gu Po Poison Sect. I spent a lot of effort to refine him successfully. You should know that every part on him is the most powerful. I used the bodies of five ancient martial arts masters to refine him successfully."

Obviously Wood Shui was very proud of his war slave. At that moment, he poked out a hand and gently stroked the war slave's head, with his eyes very loving, just like the master stroking a pet.

Roar roar roar ~~~

Feeling the caress of his master, Zhan Nu let out a primitive low roar, and a piece of sticky black water flowed down from his mouth.

"Go, kill him, but don't tell the story of that perfect body, I will feel distressed."

Woodwork said with a smile.

As soon as he finished speaking, the war slave suddenly jumped out of the bronze tripod, bringing out a large area of ​​sticky black water.

Fang Quan's eyes were slightly shocked because he saw the full picture of this war slave.

This is obviously no longer a human being. His whole body has been transformed very seriously. He has no choice but to have four legs and six arms. However, his whole body has been stitched with thick needles and thread, which is very hideous and terrifying.

"How is it? You're pretty satisfied."

Wood Scholar said with a smile, then his eyes tightened like a snake or a scorpion.

"Kill him!"

roar!

After receiving the master's order, the bubbles on the body of the Zhan slave gradually began to wriggle, which was the result of the worms squirming.

The wriggling of the insect drove the body of the war slave to move continuously. At this moment, his body suddenly generated a powerful thrust, and four feet stepped on four shallow pits the size of a bowl on the ground.

Bang--

The war slave rushed towards Fang Quan, and then waved his six arms, like six huge war hammers, and the wind was shining.
Chapter completed!