As soon as the seven-color poisonous mist dissipated, the Poison King appeared, a standard Chinese half-century old man, with a hooked nose, a face as sharp as a knife, and a sharp edge in his eyes.

It's going to be very aggressive when you get there!

As soon as the cold wind from the nine heavens blew, the Poison King still looked down coldly, with a pair of proud eyes full of contempt. Leader Ning, who was famous in all directions, was just like this!

He was defeated in just a few moves.

He snorted disdainfully, flicked his sleeves and said arrogantly: "You are just a person who deceives the world and steals your reputation!"

Centipede Messenger and all the sect disciples were shocked and confused. That guy just... was defeated like that?

Feeling a little dazed.

Especially the former, he watched this devil come all the way, slaughtering false gods like dogs, treating the army as nothing, and dared to kill all the way from China to Burma.

He really couldn't believe he was losing!

Although the ancestor is in the divine realm, it is natural to be able to defeat him, but I always feel uneasy so easily. If I fight for a while, I may feel at ease.

Is he...really dead?

The seven-color poison became more and more concentrated, seemed to have received a lot of nutrients, and began to stir violently.

And the aura belonging to Ning Tao completely disappeared...

The Poison King's face was overjoyed. It seemed that the Seven Emotions Poison would be fully developed now, and it would be irrigated by his spiritual power. Once swallowed back into the body, it would immediately break through to the middle stage!

Those guys really didn't bully me...

"Jiejie...haha!"

Inside the mountain, the iron cage was in chaos.

The clothes of Wen Wen, Han Xue, and Dong Miaoke were almost torn to pieces, exposing large areas of snow-white skin with alluring body fragrance. Shao Wenlin's eyes were completely red and he was crazy, and his brain was filled with desire.

In the past few days, he saw nearly a hundred people shrouded in the seven-colored mist, and when they appeared, they turned into mummies.

They were also destined for this outcome. It was impossible for a mortal to defeat a god, and he would always die. However, God specially let him live in a cage with six beauties because he wanted him to become a romantic ghost.

He had been abstinent for almost a year in the army...

When they noticed that the fighting had stopped, and the Poison King's laughter could still be heard in their ears, the hearts of the women were mostly chilled.

Shao Wenlin licked his chapped lips and said, "Did you hear that? The battle is over. Ning Tao, the savior you hoped for, is gone. Just obey me."

"Stab...!"

The floor was littered with fragments of dresses and underwear...

"Buzz...!"

A helicopter flew over carrying an American female reporter. There was excitement on her face. She was actually a person who could fly. This was big news.

Once word gets out, it will definitely shock the world!

You must know that only a small part of the world knows that there are people with super powers, and coupled with the control of major countries, it is even more pitiful.

Ning Tao used to be such a commoner...

"Click... click!"

Countless cameras were taking pictures. Although there were always rumors on the Internet in the past, who would believe in such ghosts?

Now this photo is the irrefutable proof!

These photos began to spread widely on the Internet, like a spark, burning the world's Internet...

Billions of netizens...shocked!

The seven-color poisonous mist is surging more and more. If you get closer, you can feel the abnormality of the seven emotions. The further step is the six desires. At that time, he will reach the late stage or the peak!

The solemn face like a knife could not hide his excitement, and his heart was burning. Once his strength increased, the entire Burmese country would be completely captured in his hands.

Suddenly, a trace of doubt flashed between his brows, and he looked at the poisonous mist with surprise. Something seemed wrong. Why did it take so long?

It stands to reason that it should have been successful long ago.

The moment he raised his hand to recall, a surging golden flame rose into the sky, like a big mouth, swallowing up the poisonous mist.

In the blink of an eye, it disappeared!

The Poison King and his disciples were dumbfounded, looking at the hot flames as silent as ice.

In the golden flame, a person slowly walked out.

His handsome facial features, thin lips, deep eyes, hair flying in the wind, and wisps of golden flames are constantly beating on his body like an elf.

Just like...the Emperor of Flame in flames!

"puff!"

And at this moment, the Poison King suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and under the incomprehensible eyes of everyone, his aura declined rapidly.

Finally stopped at... the first level of the divine realm!

This is not a temporary weakness, but a permanent loss of cultivation. The Seven Emotions Poison Mist is his natal poison and is closely related to him, just like his natal magic weapon!

And once it is destroyed, you can imagine!

The Poison King's face was dull and his hands and feet were cold. He was supposed to have broken through to the middle stage of divine refining, but he almost fell to the divine realm. The Seven Emotions Poison he had practiced for many years... was gone.

"Haha, it is indeed what I thought. Things that do not rely on one's own efforts will always be a moment of youth, but hard work will be eternal brilliance."

Ning Tao put his hands behind his hands and smiled.

Centipede Messenger's scalp was numb, and he screamed with trembling, "It's like this, and it's like this again!"

This man is more terrifying than God!

"Whoosh!"

A ray of silver light flew over and pierced through his heart in the blink of an eye, and the scream suddenly fell silent.

Ning Tao took action lightly. He was originally kept to lead the way, but now he is no longer needed.

"Baby, you're looking for death!"

A big five-colored hand slapped him down, and the poisonous king's eyes were about to burst with anger, and he vowed to peel off his skin and convulse his muscles.

He spent more than twenty years of hard work and cultivated this method after breaking through to the divine realm. Now that it has been broken, he has completely returned to the person he was twenty years ago, when he had just become a god!

But his entire twenty-odd years have been wasted because of Ning Tao's pure Yanghuo. He hates it, he hates it, it's like the hatred of his whole family!

Faced with this blow, Ning Tao was not surprised but happy, because it was much weaker than his first shot.

"Pure Yang Xujie Fist!"

A magnificent world appeared behind him, hazy and full of mystery, as if the power of blessing a world had gathered in this small fist.

"Die... break!"

Under the gaze of tens of millions of people, two horrifying forces collided, causing the space to tremble.

The Poison King took six steps back, his palms trembling slightly, and the palms of his palms were still scorched black, but his ferocious face revealed the hatred of gnashing teeth.

"Today...either you die or I die!"

"kill!"

Ning Tao slipped far away on the ground, but with his body's small injury, it was not a problem, and his long eyes were full of contempt, and he was somewhat calm.

A long spear is in hand, showing off its sharp edge.

"squeak!"

An insect king-level black scorpion flew over with a green light. Just as he was about to show off his power, his whole body suddenly trembled and he looked at its insect armor with fear.

There is an aura on it that makes it tremble...

"Bang!"

The next second, a silver spear penetrated directly.

The Poison King's face looked crazy as he gritted his teeth and chose to burn his spiritual power without risking his life.

"snort!"

Ning Tao snorted coldly and said calmly: "Poison King, you killed my Miao villagers first, then slaughtered my witchcraft people behind you, offended my Chinese army, and ignored my Hongmeng Iron Law. You have committed a heinous crime!"

"today."
Chapter completed!