All My Disciples Are Kings

But the ruins of the wall and the broken swords and knives were inserted into the black and **** soil.

There are white bones everywhere. Although the bones have traces of being violently damaged by others, the damaged bones have not been eroded by the years after being left here for hundreds of thousands of years.

What state did the owner of these bones reach?

How strong were those who killed them?

The air was vaguely filled with subtle and majestic auras, all of which told them about the prosperity here and the brutality of the war.

“The mortal world back then was still in decline despite such a powerful situation, and its inheritance was cut off.” Ye Qiubai looked around with a solemn expression.

 The last words, because Song Xiao was here, Ye Qiubai did not say them out.

 But the slightly serious expressions on the faces of Hongying and others showed that they actually understood.

At that time, the powerful mortal world was invaded by the Demon Realm. Despite desperate resistance, the inheritance was still cut off. It took everything possible to seal the Demon Realm to this day.

Then, when the demon realm breaks through the seal, it will once again show its butcher\'s knife to the mortal realm. How could it be possible to resist with the current strength of the mortal world?

 I’m afraid it will become a one-sided situation.

Thousands of creatures in the mortal world will face massacre!

 The catastrophe is coming…

Song Xiao glanced at those behind him and said with a smile: "Everyone, now is not the time to be emotional. There are many people behind us."

Mu Fusheng said helplessly: "Elder brother is the only one who has been recognized by the remnant soul and obtained an artifact from the ancient battlefield. They will definitely think that we have more clues."

“Then how about blowing them away first?” Song Xiao said with a smile.

　　Seems frivolous, but the tone is extremely casual.

 This is not a big statement.

 But he didn’t pay attention to those people behind him at all!

 This is the absolute confidence brought by Song Xiao\'s strength!

Ye Qiubai shook his head and said: "There is no need, just in case there is still a need for them."

Immediately picked up the token depicting a sword, with wisps of sword intent floating in one direction.

Of course, only Ye Qiubai can feel this.

 …

Along the way, they discovered many dilapidated halls or Xuantian Cave.

 Obviously, these are the inheritance left by those strong men after their death.

 It is passed down everywhere, and it is a treasure everywhere!

 These eight words are enough to describe the ancient battlefield!

If the news about the ancient battlefield is released, I am afraid that the seven major god-level forces will go crazy about it!

 Ye Qiubai and others stopped in front of a hill.

　　On this hillock, there were many broken swords stuck in it.

　　However, this broken sword has no breath at all.

 It looks like a sword tomb.

 Ye Qiubai put away the token, and the sword intent on the token had all dissipated at this point.

 Looking up, every sword has cracks, whether it is the hilt or the sword body.

 Looking extremely desolate!

As if he could feel the mournful cry of the sword, Ye Qiubai slowly bowed to the sword tomb with a serious look on his face.

This sword was broken for the sake of the mortal world.    They deserve respect.

Hongying also looked behind her at this time and said, "It seems they can\'t bear it anymore."

In a matter of seconds, six people came into view of Hongying and others.

Mu Wan\'er snorted arrogantly and said, "It\'s really shameless. I always want to sit back and enjoy the benefits. When I see the senior brother got the clue, I just follow him without doing anything."

Song Xiao frowned when he saw the three of them, but he didn\'t say much.

As if he heard Mu Wan\'er\'s words, one of them smiled and spread his hands and said: "Clues are just clues, and the inheritance is obtained by those who are capable. If you don\'t have the ability, then just having clues is a waste. So such childish words There’s no need to say anything.”

 “You say I’m naive?” Mu Wan’er suddenly smiled sweetly.

This expression confused Qu Tianjian.

Even if you weren’t angry at this time, you wouldn’t laugh, right?

“Brother Qu, why has your face turned so dark? And it’s a little...purple?”

 The person on the side gave a friendly reminder.

 Hearing the reminder from others, Qu Tianjian’s expression also changed drastically!

The next second, Qu Tianjian suddenly felt dizzy! Mu Wan\'er\'s charming smile also began to overlap!

Oops!

 In just an instant, Qu Tianjian realized something was wrong with his body. Shaking his body, he glared at Mu Wan\'er and shouted, "What did you do?!"

Mu Wan\'er held a jade purification bottle in her hand and chuckled, "Me? I didn\'t do anything."

 When she was in the fairy world, Lu Changsheng said something to her.

 An alchemist who cannot refine poison is an unqualified alchemist.

Since he is familiar with pharmacology, he can refine elixirs that improve his cultivation, and he can refine elixirs that can revive life and death, flesh and bones, and decayed trees. Then it is bound to be possible to refine the poison that kills people invisibly!

 After that, while Mu Wan\'er followed Hongying on the expedition, she was studying how to refine the poison.

 This bottle of fairy powder is one of Mu Wan\'er\'s works.

 If the person who is attacked cannot be dispersed in time. Then the spiritual energy and fairy energy in the body will flow against the meridians at an extremely fast speed!

 At the same time, it will affect the sea of ​​consciousness, affecting the other party\'s state of mind and thoughts, slowing down the concentration of dispelling the immortal powder in the body.

Once it is delayed for a long time, the meridians will explode, and the sea of ​​consciousness will be shattered by your own spiritual energy!

Of course, in order for the powder to hit the opponent successfully, Mu Wan\'er deliberately showed this look to divert the opponent\'s attention.

Ye Qiubai, Mu Fusheng, Xiao Hei and Fang Qiong all looked at Mu Wan\'er with surprise on their faces.

 Haven’t seen you for a while…

How come Wanmei has become so... sinister?

 Is this a distortion of human nature or a loss of morality?

Hongying couldn\'t help laughing when she saw the ghostly expressions on several people\'s faces: "You must treat Wanmei well in the future, otherwise you are very likely to suffer at her hands."

“Give me the antidote quickly!” Qu Tianjian stretched out his right hand, covered his head with his left hand, barely managed to steady his shaking body, and roared loudly: “Otherwise, do you know the consequences?”

"Master told me that the best poison is one without an antidote." Mu Wan\'er slowly put away the jade purification bottle and said with a smile: "Although I haven\'t reached that level yet, I can still do it without studying the antidote. of."

See what else Qu Tianjian wants to say.

Mu Wan\'er said again: "If I were you, I wouldn\'t waste my energy by talking nonsense. If I don\'t detoxify quickly, there will be no hope."

Hearing this, Qu Tianjian\'s expression changed, and he immediately sat down cross-legged and began to eliminate the powder from his body.

Seeing this scene, Mu Wan\'er looked at Ye Qiubai with a smile and said, "Senior Brother, I have helped you eliminate a competitor. At least in these seven days, he will not be able to make any other moves."

At this time, the other five people on Qu Tianjian\'s side silently took a few steps back, and at the same time, they threw out various anti-virus treasures and spiritual energy without restraint.

 A poison master often kills people invisibly...