I think back then, when Wandu Mountain was at its peak, there was no such terrifying and powerful lineup as hundreds of kings!
A lineup of the level of hundreds of kings, only under the call of the eight gods, can it be quickly integrated into a power group.
But right now, Xiao Yi had to admit the power of this new Poison Cult.
Although, these kings are only quasi king levels.
Although the breath of these gods is not condensed enough, they should be improved through some secret method or medicine.
But this kind of existence, after all, is not comparable to the peak of the ordinary fairy gods.
With the word God King, strength is a qualitative leap.
After hesitating slightly, Xiao Yi decided to withdraw from Wandu Mountain first.
There are hundreds of kings and ghost frog demon king guarding here, it is almost impossible for him to listen to the news.
Furthermore, it is difficult to guarantee that there is no other hidden powerhouse in the Wandu Mountain.
Xiao Yi would not put himself in danger for the curiosity in his heart.
If you should retreat, you will leave, never stay.
After quietly coming to the outside, Xiao Yi did not leave like this.
He circled around Wandu Mountain for a few times, only to find that except for those patrollers who were not poison repairers, there was no sign of anyone else.
He wanted to take a chance and see if there was a mask protector coming out, so as long as he subdued the protector, he might get some useful news.
If it is not possible, he has to go back to Xuefeng City again to find Li Muqiu and Wei Cheng.
Xiao Yi wandered around Wandu Mountain for half a month.
On this day, he finally noticed something strange.
One hundred miles away from Wandu Mountain, there was a wave of formation spreading out.
Xiao Yi flashed to the place near the fluctuation of the formation, and he saw a figure wearing a black mask, which swept out of a teleportation formation rising on the flat ground.
This masked man is just a protector of Wandu Mountain.
"Weird, Wandu Mountain is blocked by a large formation. It is reasonable to say that this teleportation formation cannot be connected from inside to outside. This new poisonous cult person, who has such a high level of formation knowledge, can actually build an illegal formation. The transmission of the principle is coming?"
"There is a formation that violates the principle of formation? Oh, even Yuexin Hook can't do it, right? There must be other reasons..."
Xiao Yi must be secretly thinking while observing the mask protector.
The mask protector was very cautious. After coming out of the formation, he looked around to see if there was any abnormal movement.
It was not until he was sure that there was nothing unusual before he left in a violent manner.
Xiao Yi walked into the void and followed quietly.
Before long, the mask protector and Xiao Yi entered a stone forest one after another.
In the stone forest, Xiao Yi sensed two other breaths.
The breath is weak, only the initial stage of the fairyland.
"See the guardian!"
The two old men in black robes knelt down in panic when they saw the mask protector.
"Hand it in!" The mask protector said coldly.
The two hurriedly took out a ring and handed them to the mask to protect the law.
The mask protector sensed one of the rings, frowned slightly and said: "So few? Only half a million?"
The kneeling old man, trembling, hurriedly explained: "As more and more people are missing, people in many places have begun to be vigilant and pursued. The fifty strongholds that were responsible for the collection were destroyed. A. Those strongholds that have not been destroyed are not as profitable as before."
"Huh, is this your reason?" The mask protector was angry.
The old man trembles on the ground in fear and dare not argue.
The mask protector snorted and checked the second ring.
"It's only six hundred thousand! These wastes are just for them to get some blood poison beads. This can't be done! Tell them if there are not many blood poison beads in one place, then go find a new base. ! In a place as big as the Eight Great Realms, there are so many ants, wouldn't they be able to adapt themselves?" The mask protector shouted.
The two old men said in a row: "Yes, yes! I saw them this time, and the subordinates asked them to build a new base."
"Get off!" The law protector swung his sleeves and let them leave.
Just as the two old men got up and were about to leave, a figure emerged from the void, and it could not help but slapped both palms, killing them.
"Who!" The mask protector was furious, and when he raised his hand, a sword rushed out, stabbing towards Xiao Yijian.
Xiao Yi sneered coldly. There were hundreds of kings, he was indeed a little jealous, but he was not afraid of facing this quasi king level mask protector.
Huh!
Xiao Yi took a big hand, and the purple-black virulence gushed out like a dragon. Before the sword body stabbed him, the virulence entangled the sword body first and struck the mask protector's body.
"Heh... play poison in front of this protector? Are you worthy too?"
The mask protector sneered disdainfully. When he was about to mobilize his body's virulence to suppress Xiao Yi's virulence, he was horrified to discover that the virulence in his body was roaring wildly, and he couldn't control it even if he wanted to...
"Why... how could this happen!"
The law protector was shocked, and the virulence in his body was sparing no effort. If all the virulence were to be removed from his body, he would not be far from death!
Xiao Yi said with disdain: "Because I am the ancestor of poisoning! Now do you know who is not worthy of poisoning?"
Xiao Yi almost laughed.
Some people dare to say that he is not worthy of playing drugs!
In an instant, Xiao Yi ripped out most of the poisonous power in the mask protector and merged it into the powerful poison in the sword.
Bang!
A lot of the power of toxic poison was strengthened, bombarding the chest of the mask protector, directly blasting the quasi-god king upside down, hitting his back on a huge rock.
"puff--"
The mask protector vomited blood, his breath wilted, and his eyes looked at Xiao Yi in horror.
"The power of Ten Thousand Poisons, you...you are a person from Ten Thousand Poison Mountain!" The mask protector trembled and glanced at the direction of Ten Thousand Poison Mountain, trying to escape.
"You can't escape, don't waste your thoughts." Xiao Yi said lightly, walking closer.
The mask protector gritted his teeth, and despair passed in his eyes.
He closed his eyes abruptly, raised his hand and slapped him on the head.
Xiao Yi snorted coldly. He had seen scenes where the new poison cultists committed suicide, so naturally he would not let this mask protector succeed.
Puff, blood and water splash!
Before the mask protector's right hand touched his head, his right hand flew out.
Xiao Yi shot quickly and cut his entire right arm with a single sword!
"what--"
The mask protector screamed, his left hand was covering the painful right arm wound.
"Fuck... bastard! Kill... kill me!"
Xiao Yi sneered and said, "Killing you is no different from crushing an ant. How to torture you until you are willing to tell me everything is a problem. Or, you can tell me directly where the bottom line you can bear is We arrive in one step, so I can save trouble and you can suffer less, how about?"
"But... ridiculous, the old man is not even afraid of death, there is nothing terrible!" the mask protector shouted ferociously.
Xiao Yi disdainfully said: "You are still a poisonous player. If you say this, it will make me laugh. Let me teach you how to use poison to make people scared and fearful!"
