The third thousand five hundred and forty-six chapters counterfeit and escape
The moment Zhuo Wen walked out of Lingfeng Trading Company, many spiritual thoughts fell on him, and these divine thoughts were very wanton and extremely blatant.
And around Lingfeng Trading Company, there were even more demon monks gathered.
Most of these people were in the lobby of the auction house. When they saw Zhuo Wen coming out, they showed sympathy on their faces in a tacit understanding.
They knew very well that the yellow-faced middle-aged man in front of them was doomed. After all, this guy overestimated his ability and dared to take a photo of Xuantian Dinghaiteng. This became a favorite among the strong men in the VIP seats.
A common man is not guilty of carrying a jade!
This person has no background and will eventually become the target of public criticism. It can be said that he is dead.
"Zombie! You finally came out. I have warned you a long time ago. Instead of listening, you dared to steal my things. Today, I am here to collect debts. If you don't want to die, just be patient.
Hand over your spiritual ring!"
A figure finally couldn't hold back anymore and slowly came out of the darkness. It was the Poison King of Ten Thousand Sects.
This Poison King of Ten Thousand Sects was dressed in black robes, with pits on his face, and his appearance could be described as extremely ugly.
But this guy's aura is very powerful, and he is actually a strong man in the early stage of the second decline.
And the moment the Poison King of Ten Thousand Sects appeared, Zhuo Wen realized that this guy had secretly poisoned him.
This poison is no stranger to him. It is the Three Thousand Ecstasy Incense. It is a poison that can instantly make monks insane. It is very effective for monks below the Half-Step Heaven-breaking Realm.
"If something is clearly marked at an auction, the one with the highest price will get it. I paid a higher price than you, and I got it. Why did it become a robbery in your mouth?" Zhuo Wen said calmly.
Wan Zong Poison King frowned slightly and looked at Zhuo Wen in confusion.
He clearly gave Zhuo Wen three thousand ecstasy incense secretly. This guy should be unconscious now, why is he still so awake?
"You are quite courageous. Since you won't hand it over today, I have no choice but to take action!"
After Wan Zong Poison King finished speaking, he took action decisively. With a wave of his sleeves, the poisonous mist suddenly spread out, overwhelmingly covering Zhuo Wen, and instantly drowned Zhuo Wen's figure.
As soon as the poisonous mist came out, many demon monks around them retreated far away.
The poison of Wan Zong Poison King is very terrifying. They don't dare to be contaminated by this poisonous mist. Otherwise, they won't even know how to die.
The many powerful men who were originally observing in the dark frowned secretly. The poisonous mist of the Ten Thousand Sects Poison King actually had the function of blocking spiritual thoughts.
The moment their spiritual thoughts came into contact with the poisonous mist, they were blocked out. Now they could not detect clearly what happened inside the poisonous mist.
In the poisonous mist, Wan Zong Poison King's eyes were cold and he was quickly approaching Zhuo Wen.
He deliberately released the poisonous mist in order to quickly get rid of Zhuo Wen, and then ran away immediately with Zhuo Wen's belongings wrapped around him.
Whether it was the Soul-nurturing Pot or the Xuantian Dinghai Vine, these were supreme treasures. How could he let them go?
Moreover, although the casual cultivator in front of him is not strong, he can produce so many earth and heaven source crystals. He must have many secrets in his body, and these things will belong to him from now on.
"Hey, die! You, a casual cultivator, are not very strong, but you are very arrogant. But today I will let you see how high the price of arrogance and arrogance will be!"
"After you go to the underworld, remember, when you are not strong enough, don't show off, otherwise you will die too early!"
Wan Zong Poison King had already found Zhuo Wen's figure in the poisonous mist. His right hand turned into a claw and slammed towards Zhuo Wen's eyebrows, trying to kill him with one claw.
Zhuo Wen stood there, turning a blind eye to the poisonous mist around him.
He looked at Wan Zong Poison King silently, grinned and said: "Wan Zong Poison King, what you said makes sense. Don't show off when you are not strong enough!"
With that said, Zhuo Wen took action, and punched out, landing on Wan Zong Poison King's claw, and directly smashed it into pieces.
Wan Zong Poison King screamed, his pupils constricted, and his face was full of disbelief.
Why is this casual cultivator in front of me so strong? His aura is obviously so weak.
But soon, he felt a breath coming that was suffocating him, and then he saw Zhuo Wen coming towards him.
"Did you hide your cultivation before? You..."
Wan Zong Poison King's pupils tightened, and he felt fear and regret. The guy in front of him was basically a guy pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger, and his strength was much stronger than him.
Poof!
Wan Zong Poison King raised his other hand to block Zhuo Wen's next attack. Unfortunately, his defense was as fragile as tofu and was easily destroyed by Zhuo Wen. His other hand was also shattered.
"Die! But before you die, I would like to advise you to keep your eyes open, there are some people you cannot afford to offend!"
Zhuo Wen's eyes were cold, and he punched out, landing on the center of Wanzong Poison King's eyebrows, piercing him. The shattering power emerged, invading the depths of Wanzong Poison King's eyebrows, crushing his soul, and destroying it.
His physical body.
Wan Zong Poison King didn't even have time to scream, and his body and soul were completely destroyed in front of Zhuo Wen.
However, before Wan Zong Poison King was completely destroyed, Zhuo Wen took off all the equipment of Wan Zong Poison King.
After the Wan Zong Poison King was completely killed, Zhuo Wen's whole body was covered with purple light, and his body was changing, and finally turned into an ugly man, exactly like the Wan Zong Poison King.
Zhuo Wen used Hongmeng Jue to change his appearance. Both his appearance and aura matched perfectly, and it was really difficult for ordinary people to tell that he was pretending.
After doing this, Zhuo Wen put on the black robe of Wan Zong Poison King and wrapped himself tightly. Then, before the poisonous mist dissipated, he immediately flew away into the distance.
"Is it the Poison King of Ten Thousand Sects? The Poison King of Ten Thousand Sects killed the casual cultivator, and now he has taken the things and escaped!"
The moment Zhuo Wen emerged from the poisonous fog, demon monks around him immediately recognized him and started talking about him.
"Want to eat alone? Wan Zong Poison King, you don't have such a big appetite yet!"
Many strong men who were watching silently in the dark could no longer bear it and chased after them one after another.
And the poisonous mist has dissipated at this moment, and except for the mess on the ground, nothing exists.
However, many monster cultivators present did not doubt that the casual cultivator was completely dead, and should have been destroyed physically and mentally. After all, this person was facing a powerful man like the Poison King of Wan Zong.
"Master Suyuan, do we have to chase him too?"
In the darkness, the Great Protector frowned slightly. He looked at the young man beside him and asked in a deep voice.
"Great Protector, please go back to the Demon Holy Palace! The Poison King of Ten Thousand Sects and others are just stronger ants to me, and I will take care of them myself!"
"And wait until Donghuang Taiyi comes out of seclusion, and notify me as soon as possible! You know, I came all the way down from the upper world just because of your Donghuang Taiyi's face. Otherwise, how could I have descended into the demon world?"
Where is the domain!”
After Xu Yuan finished speaking, he put his hands behind his back, took a step forward, and disappeared instantly.
The Great Protector bowed deeply to Xuen's leaving figure, his eyes showing fear.
Although Xu Yuan's cultivation level is only at the third peak, his identity is very unusual. Even the master of their Demon Saint Palace, Donghuang Taiyi, must treat this person with caution.
After all, this person comes from a higher level place...