Ling Xiao couldn't help but feel happy.

The increased power of the magic pot is equivalent to an additional trump card for him.

As powerful enemies continue to appear, he must have stronger strength to face them.

"Master, let me go out too!"

Xiaohong can't speak, but her soul can still transmit sounds.

Ling Xiao suddenly thought, isn't Xiaohong also good at poisonous attacks?

Just right.

So he let Xiao Hong out.

Xiaohong ran in one direction.

There seemed to be something attracting her.

Ling Xiao didn't care.

If there was something that could hurt even Xiao Hong, then he couldn't do much to help.

After all, Xiaohong possesses the terrifying strength of a ninth-level quasi-emperor.

He did not look at Xiaohong again, but continued to move deeper.

At some point, he stopped.

"This is it. The poison here is more poisonous than Ouyang Poison.

As long as I can refine it, it can easily resist Ouyang Poison's terrifying poison."

Ling Xiao smiled and sat down cross-legged.

Along the way, he also encountered several auras.

They should all be warriors who are good at poisonous will.

But it has nothing to do with him.

He just needs to focus on his own cultivation.

In this way, two days passed in a flash.

Ling Xiao really benefited a lot.

The Evil Ancestral Dragon has obviously become more powerful.

Especially the plague magical power attached to the evil ancestral dragon is even more terrifying.

Even if he didn't practice the poisonous martial arts will technique.

But this poison has surpassed Ouyang Du's martial arts skills.

At the same time, earth-shaking changes also occurred inside the magic pot.

The black mist released by the original magic pot can corrode anything.

Now combined with the poison, it is even more terrifying.

He was ready to leave and find another place to continue practicing.

However, at this moment, he felt an extremely powerful aura coming towards him rapidly.

In an instant, she was in front of him.

This is an old man.

She is covered in dark purple clothes.

There are also weird tattoos on his face.

He sneered and said: "Little guy, give me the treasure on your head."

Want it directly!

Grab it directly!

There was no hesitation or shame at all.

Perhaps doing this kind of thing is already commonplace for him.

A smile appeared on Ling Xiao's lips, and she actually took a fancy to his magic pot.

It's really funny.

A warrior who has only reached the third level of the Divine Elixir Realm and has perfected it, dares to act wild in front of him?

I simply don’t know whether to live or die.ωＷＷ.
Chapter completed!