Chapter 1651 Picking the Holy King Medicine

Dead man's mushroom, extremely poisonous!

The phaseless sage is also a little sage after all, but he just reached out to enter the growth area of ​​the dead man's mushroom, and didn't even touch the holy medicine, but he has already suffered such a terrifying backlash.

What if you really touch it with your hands?

The body will directly rot into a ball of slag.

This dead man's mushroom is equivalent to a holy king, but he will not take the initiative to take action. It is naturally a dream for Xiaosheng to pick it.

The Phaseless Saint hurriedly took out the elixir and took it. The severed arm still hurt him a lot. Although the novice had immediately regrouped, he had used some of his original strength, which must have hurt the root.

"Impossible to succeed!" He shook his head, just contaminated with the breath of some dead mushrooms, so that a little saint can only cut his arms to protect himself, if he really touches it, he will definitely die.

Both Goddess Tianfeng and Long Yushan shook their heads, which was really disappointing.

Also, the place where the dead man mushroom grows is so eye-catching, if it is easy to pick, will it be left to them? Before that, many saints entered, and there may even be saint kings in the forbidden area.

Not even the Holy King can pick them, let alone them.

However, Ling Han used his brains. If he starts to pick the dead man mushrooms with lightning strikes, the speed will be indescribably fast. The poisonous time of contact with dead man mushrooms is extremely short, and then he can actively run the immortal scriptures, endlessly Improve defense.

The point is, defense and anti-virus are two different things.

"Xiaota, can I prevent such a poison?" He asked Xiaota, although the holy king medicine is extremely precious, how can it compare with life?

Xiaota scoffed: "You ignorant boy, poison is also part of the rules of heaven and earth! The Indestructible Scripture can resist all laws in the world, so what's the point of mere poisonous—damn!" Before it finished speaking, Ling Han has already killed him.

Hey, Ling Han turned into a stream of light, and before Goddess Tianfeng and the others had time to react, he had already flew to the center of the poisonous area, stretched out his hand, grabbed the dead mushroom, and threw it directly into the poisonous place. Heita then continued to move across, appearing on the other side of the poisonous land.

Under the operation of the Immortal Scripture, golden light was released all over his body, and the symbols of the Dao appeared one after another, dazzling the world.

He flitted back around the poisonous place,

Unscathed.

"You, you, you, you!" Long Yushan pointed at Ling Han, her voice trembling, she couldn't imagine that Ling Han could pick off this dead mushroom so easily.

Ling Han smiled: "Let's go, see if there is such a holy medicine in other places."

There is one thing he didn't say. Under the dead man's mushroom, he found a small piece of meat. It was real meat, belonging to a living being, but it was really small, smaller than a fingernail.

It was this piece of meat that gave birth to the dead mushroom.

You know, even a holy king may not be able to breed dead mushrooms. Not only is the holy king required to be extremely powerful during his lifetime, but he must also be beheaded, with his blood still alive, otherwise a dying man The Holy King doesn't have enough essence and blood to grow dead mushrooms.

Moreover, a dead man's mushroom can be produced from a holy king's corpse. When the dead man's mushroom matures, only a pile of dead bones remains from the holy king's corpse, and no second dead man's mushroom can be produced.

It can be seen how difficult it is to cultivate dead man mushrooms.

But now?

A small piece of flesh the size of a fingernail actually gave birth to a dead man's mushroom, and Ling Han also sensed that there was an astonishing amount of energy contained in that piece of meat, and it would definitely be able to grow several more dead man's mushrooms.

This can't be the meat that fell from the Holy King!

"The flesh and blood of the immortal!" Ling Han said in his heart, maybe there was a big war that year, an immortal was cut, the flesh and blood flew away, one of them fell here, and the dead mushroom was born.

Only the flesh and blood of an immortal can be so powerful, a single drop can produce a dead man mushroom, and a second and third plant can be grown in the future, but the growth time of a holy medicine is measured in hundreds of millions of years Obviously, it is impossible for Ling Han to wait for the second dead mushroom to grow here.

"Are you okay?" Goddess Tianfeng asked with concern.

"It's okay." Ling Han smiled and shook his head.

Xiao Gu tilted his head to watch, is this fun? It ignored anyone, and strode directly into the poisonous land.

Although the dead man's mushroom had been picked off, the poison here was not eliminated so quickly. Immediately, the black breath wrapped around it, as if it had turned into chains, circulating continuously around his body.

"Little bone!" Long Xiangyue and Goddess Tianfeng exclaimed, because it looks exactly like Ling Han, so the two girls naturally have a great affection for it.

Xiaogu walked, it was careless, as if this is not a poisonous land, but its own back garden, no matter how the poison surges, it doesn't care.

this!

Not to mention Tianfeng Goddess and others, even Ling Han was shocked, he knew the magic of Xiaogu better than others, but he never thought that this guy would be so awesome.

"Huh?" Ling Han paused suddenly, and looked to the left.

Hey, I saw three figures flying towards them. They were three young men, each of them was tall and tall, and their clothes were very strange. The head crown made of bird feathers, the feathers stood up high, and it was three feet long.

Ling Han looked at these three people with a look of surprise on his face, because although the aura of these three people was very strong, they were obviously much weaker than him, but he just couldn't judge the cultivation of the three of them!

Because the clothes on these three people are too exposed, you can clearly see that there are black lines on the skin, which are a bit like the magic lines of the underworld, but if you look closely, the two are completely different.

In the past, Ling Han would think that the aura of warriors in the underworld was evil because of the rejection of the rules of heaven and earth. In fact, after he practiced the rules of the underworld, he found that there is actually no essential difference between the two.

——The cathode is positive, and the anode is negative. It is a cycle, which is endless.

But the black lines on the bodies of the three gave him a completely different feeling.

"Hand over the precious medicine!" A young man said to Xiaogu who was walking back. Obviously, they knew that there were dead mushrooms here, and now they didn't see the holy medicine, but there was a person walking in it. If it wasn't the small bone, who would it be?

His language was so strange that it was originally incomprehensible, but he also released his consciousness, which crossed the language barrier.

"Hand in, out, treasure, medicine!" Little Bone learns the tongue, it is very interested in novel terms, and it is also very interested in people it has never met before.

Seeing this, the three young men were all furious.

How dare you imitate me?

"You outsiders, haven't you learned the lesson and don't know what suffering is?" The young man who spoke before made a move and grabbed Xiaogu. Hum, the black lines on his body glowed, and black streaks spit out from his hands. The silk thread seems to have turned into a net.

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