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Chapter 702 Happy Poisonous Weed

Lin Feng's tone was still calm: "The moment the Dome Mastiff Xue Yuan escaped from the cave, I have concluded that you just want to use me as cannon fodder. My role is only to attract the Xue Lao to leave the cave. Since the purpose has been achieved, for you

Saying that I have no value anymore naturally leads to murderous intentions."

Fan Yankuo smiled sarcastically: "You should have thought of this a long time ago. You shouldn't have come here with me in the first place. It's a pity that you are too greedy and the temptation of the Eighth-Level Xue Lao's Yuan Dan is too great. Not only you, but also me."

I can’t resist this temptation.”

Lin Feng shook his head: "Although the Yuan Dan of the eighth-level blood lady is precious, I don't care enough about it."

Fan Yankuo sensed something was wrong in Lin Feng's tone, frowned and asked, "Oh, that's not a small tone. You didn't even take the demon pill of the eighth-level blood lady in your eyes. Don't you know that this yuan pill has the effect of avoiding poison?"

"

Lin Feng's momentum has quietly changed, but his tone is still surprisingly calm: "You have forgotten that since I have the poison-curing elixir like Moro Pill, I may have other more advanced poison-clearing methods, Xue Lao's Yuan Dan,

It’s really not of much use to me, what I need is the poisonous weeds in the Bloody Lao Cave!”

Fan Yankuo sneered: "Humph, even a Nascent Soul Stage monk would not have such an arrogant tone as you. What qualifications do you have to get involved in these poisonous weeds?"

Lin Feng remained silent, but his momentum continued to increase, which made Fan Yankuo even more disgusted with him, so he looked at him coldly and said to him: "Huh, for the sake of that Moro Pill, I won't kill you, but you

He must die, so he should end it himself as soon as possible."

Lin Feng said calmly: "I saved your life with Moluo Dan, but instead of thanking me, you repaid me with kindness."

Fan Yankuo looked at Lin Feng with great disgust: "Huh, since you can't join the Fan family, but you know that I have the blood elixir, I can't keep you alive in the world. You really shouldn't have saved me in the first place."

Lin Feng smiled slyly: "Have you ever thought about why I saved you in the first place?"

Fan Yankuo was suddenly startled, and then said with a cold look: "Humph, a junior in the Dan-formation stage is willing to use the Moro Pill to show his courtesy to me, so naturally he wants to get some benefits. However, you gave up the generous conditions for joining the Fan family. I

I really forgot to ask you what you want from me."

Lin Feng shook his head lightly: "I don't have anything to ask you for. That Moro Pill is just to get these poisonous weeds."

Fan Yankuo's murderous intention was strong: "Can you tell from my wounds that the poison of ghost yin in me was caused by Xue Lao?"

Lin Feng nodded: "That's right! Xue Lai is the best among ghosts, and the poison of Xe Lai is unparalleled in the world, but it needs to rely on many poisonous weeds to maintain and increase its toxicity, so there must be a large number of them in the cave where it lives.

Rare poisonous weeds exist, and this is my purpose!"

Fan Yankuo finally fell into silence. He stared at Lin Feng quietly for a moment. His breathtaking momentum suddenly broke out and he asked Lin Feng viciously: "Huh, let me put it this way, you were confident from the beginning. Lend me my hand to kill the bloody woman, and then

Just reaping the benefits?"

Lin Feng's tone was still calm: "If you didn't have any murderous intention towards me, I would naturally not cause any trouble. Unfortunately, you still went back on your word and not only took away the Blood Lao Neidan that should have belonged to me, but you also repaid kindness with hatred. In this case,

I don’t have to be soft-hearted.”

Fan Yankuo snorted angrily: "How dare a junior in the Danjie Stage dare to be so presumptuous? I have never encountered this before! I just want to see what you can do so that you don't put me in your eyes?"

Lin Feng's eyes were cold, consciousness began to flow between his brows, and Fan Yankuo sneered: "Don't pretend to be pretentious! I have already checked the surroundings, and apart from the two of us, there are no other Nascent Soul stage masters present. You

Although this disciple of the Left Daoist Sect has some tricks, I was not injured by the blood poison this time. If you want to reap the benefits, you really made the wrong calculation!"

Having said that, Fan Yankuo could no longer bear it and was no longer prepared to let Lin Feng finish it off on his own. Instead, he slowly raised his palm, preparing to use his magic power to strike down with his palm. However, at this moment, his Nascent Soul suddenly felt a sharp pain, and then...

His face suddenly twisted, and he looked at Lin Feng with fear!

Lin Fengsen said coldly: "There are dozens of water worm Gu eggs hidden in that Moro Pill. You were in a desperate situation at the time, and time was tight, so the appearance of the Moro Pill was nothing more than a life-saving straw for you.

, I deliberately used my spiritual power to activate the medicinal power of Moradan, so that its spiritual breath would cover the poisonous eggs inside. You didn't have time to examine it carefully and swallowed it in one gulp."

Fan Yankuo trembled violently all over, and thick black blood seeped out of his eyes and nostrils. He reluctantly raised his palm to strike at Lin Feng. Lin Feng's three-vehicle escape had already been activated, and he escaped directly behind him, and then aimed at him.

His back stretched out his palm!

Just as Fan Yankuo was about to turn around, the Immortal Net's close-in swallowing force was activated, and Fan Yankuo's Nascent Soul was quickly transformed into strands of spiritual power, which surged towards Lin Feng's body.

The devouring process was still very short. When Fan Yankuo was struggling fiercely, Lin Feng's cold voice once again reached his sea of ​​consciousness: "The medicinal power of the Moro Pill can directly penetrate into the body of the Nascent Soul, and the eggs of dozens of Water Ying Gu,

The Nascent Soul that has been integrated into you with the power of the medicine, even a monk in the late Nascent Soul stage, has no chance of surviving. You are only at the first level of the Nascent Soul stage, and even if you have ten lives, you will not be able to escape this disaster!"

Fan Yankuo stared with unwilling eyes and fell down. Lin Feng reached out and burned its body to ashes with fierce fire, and took away its anti-gang Taoist robe and storage bag.

Then, Lin Feng quickly walked into Xue Lao's cave, where he saw many poisonous weeds that he had been waiting for for a long time, and the most precious ones among them were the necessary materials for refining "Ten Thousand Poisons without Shadow"!

These poisonous weeds are poisonous materials that Lin Feng has longed for for a long time. In order to fulfill the long-cherished wish of the Poisonous Wood God, Lin Feng has been collecting various poisonous weeds necessary for Wan Du Wuying, but so far, he still has not collected them.

Put all the poisonous weeds into a double-mouthed storage bag, put their medicinal seeds into a jade bottle, and put the Xumi Magic Ring in as a backup. After that, Lin Feng refined the devoured original mana on the spot.

Fan Yankuo's Nascent Soul had been injured by the poison, so the amount of parts swallowed was limited. A few hours later, Lin Feng opened his eyes and finished sorting Fan Yankuo's storage bag before exiting the Xuelai Cave and following the route he came from.

Fly to Buyue City.

Lin Feng's location was already thousands of miles away from Bu Yue City. He was brought here by Fan Yankuo, so his escape speed was naturally very fast. Now that he was able to escape by himself, it would take much longer, and Yue Cheng and the other two made an appointment with him.

Two days of the good three-day period have now passed, and the remaining one day, traveling thousands of miles, is extremely difficult for monks in the Dan-formation stage.

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