C12 Verondil

The strange man's ears twitched as his face became serious.

"Junior brother, your Fire Beacon Needles are superb, I have not even noticed them." With that, his right hand trembled, and in the blink of an eye, his palm turned black.

A person walked out from the stone passage. He wore a bamboo hat, a long gray robe, and a sword on his back.

"Don't call me junior brother, I don't have a senior brother like you." The bamboo hat man's words were extremely indifferent. He walked in front of the three people wrapped in a curtain of light and stopped. He said to himself, "Even after a hundred years, you are still so despicable and shameless. I think these three people were thrown inside."

"Hehe, if you don't commit suicide, you will be destroyed by the heavens." The strange man laughed. He clenched his trembling right hand and said bitterly, "Junior brother, since we were once fellow disciples of the same sect, can you give me the antidote?"

The Smoke Stub was junior brother's unique poison technique that encompassed thousands of different poisons. Without the antidote, the poison would have died in an instant.

The bamboo hat man walked in front of the strange man and took off his bamboo hat, revealing a handsome face with eyes as cold as snow.

"What did you do to me nine hundred years ago?"

"Yue Er and I love each other so much. It's a pity that we were betrayed by my most respected senior brother because she was a demoness before being chased by you so-called righteous people. As for me …"

The bamboo hat man laughed sinisterly: "And I was expelled from my sect and my cultivation level was crippled. Ten years later, I heard that she was imprisoned in the Demonic Cave and, from what I heard, tortured to death."

"From now on, I, Xiao Yan, was lucky enough to get a chance to cultivate again. I swore that if I met my former enemy, I would grind his bones to ashes!"

"Feng Wu Xia, it's not a pity that you died today. You want the antidote, right?"

The strange man, Feng Wu Xia, nodded his head in panic as a glint flashed across his eyes.

"Junior is in the wrong, please give me the antidote."

Xiao En threw away his bamboo hat and shouted coldly, "You also have such a day today. Kneel down and atone for your sins to Yue Er."

Feng Wu Xia nodded his head like a chick pecking rice. Then, he bent down and pretended to kneel.

However, he suddenly struck out with his palm midway, aiming for Xiao En's chest. The sluggish Xiao En didn't expect that he would suddenly attack and was hit solidly. He was hit on the wall, causing blood to leak out.

"As insidious as ever." Xiao Yan rubbed the corner of his mouth. Just as he stood up, he realized that he was unable to muster up any strength. The true energy in his dantian felt like it was frozen.

"Hahaha, this was taught to us by our Master, did you forget?"

"Junior Brother, it's better to take out the antidote. Otherwise, I'll kill you now!" Feng Wumianzhe walked over, his killing intent rising in all directions. Just now, he had been feigning subservience, and his goal was to get closer to Xiao Yan so that he could sneak attack him.

Feng Wu Xia's right hand was trembling as he looked at Xiao Yan, who was slumped on the ground. His face grew darker and darker as the poison entered his body.

When he thought about how he wouldn't be far from death if the poison walked through his eight extraordinary meridians, he hurriedly sat down to meditate, closed his eyes and circulate his energy, attempting to use his cultivation level to clearly identify the poison.

Seeing the two of them being injured, Ling Hao and the other two knew that this was the chance.

Immediately, Ling Hao put away the array, Yang Linglong walked quickly to the strange person, took out his longsword, and planned to kill him with a sword.

Seeing that, Ling Hao said: "With the strength of the two, their bodies have long been indestructible."

"Let's take the silver box and move fast." Let's take the silver box and take advantage of this strange man's inability to chase.

"Once he catches up to us, we can only let him slaughter us as he pleases. This sort of existence is not something that the current you and I can withstand."

Yang Linglong and Yang Yue nodded.

The silver chest was not heavy, but the inside of the chest was bright. Ling Hao only took a glance at it before putting it away.

As he walked to the door, he glanced at Xiao Yan who was attempting to break through Feng Yuan's hand and faintly smiled.

"Let's go." Ling Hao and the other two rushed out of the cave, Yang Linglong wielded his sword and soared into the sky.

Riding on the sword, Yang Yue laughed: "Hahaha, this time we've struck it rich, those two clams are really interesting."

"If not for Ling Hao's formation, we would already be dead, buried in wolves' bellies. We would be the beauties of you." While Yang Linglong was flying, he did not forget to roll his eyes at his brother.

Ling Hao smiled slightly, the brother and sister bickering along the way was also quite interesting. After passing by the Blue Wolf Mountain, they could already see the buildings of the Psionic Flame Clan. The three of them were halfway there and it was the time to split the profits.

After going through so many hardships along the way, they had luckily obtained the inheritance of the Limitless Elder. They were all looking forward to see what was inside, the battle between two powerhouses that could not see through their strength.