574: C574 Little Poison King

C574 Little Poison King

Palace, in the dark.

Ye Lan and the other three held their breaths as they stared at the entrance of the palace. There were already a few figures slowly walking into the palace.

Those figures were exclaiming as they walked.

Or, they were exclaiming what was going on with those corpses of the Heavenly Devil Race. Or were they exclaiming in admiration about what those golden skeletons were?

Could it be that those were the legendary gods and demons?

"They are the disciples of Myriad Poison Cult!"

Xiao Molin said in a low voice.

He saw the uniform worn by those disciples. It was the uniform unique to the Myriad Poison Cult, one of the Ten Major Sects in the Saint Realm.

At the same time, the cold and evil aura emitted from the disciples of Myriad Poison Cult had left a deep impression on them. Just by sensing their aura, they would be engraved in their hearts and would never be forgotten.

"Who is it?"

Just as Xiao Molin said those words in a low voice, one of the five disciples, who was the leader of the group, heard something. His eyes swept across the place where Ye Lan and the others were hiding.

This young man was the number one genius of the Myriad Poison Cult - the Yin Apocalyptic.

His poison skill could be said to be extremely powerful and overbearing.

Every hair on his body, every inch of his skin, and even every drop of his blood contained a deadly poison.

If an ordinary person dared to touch him, they would die from the poison and turn into a pool of blood.

It was also because of this that the Yin Apocalyptic was known as the 'Little Poison King'.

Naturally, the powerful and profound poison skills of the Yin Apocalyptic were extremely sensitive to the power of the divine sense and the five senses.

As a result, Xiao Molin's previous words were very low, so low that the other four disciples of the Myriad Poison Cult didn't notice it at all.

However, they were unable to escape the sharp senses of the divine sense and five senses of the Yin Apocalyptic.

The Yin Apocalyptic let out a stern shout and unleashed all of their energy. Their eyes were fixed on the place where Ye Lan and the other four disciples were hiding. Then, they led the other four disciples of the Myriad Poison Cult and pressed forward step by step.

After a long time, they arrived at the place where Ye Lan and the others were hiding. However, they discovered that there was no one there.

"Senior Brother Yin, could it be that you have sensed something wrong? There is no way that there is a talent here!"

A disciple of the Myriad Poison Cult said.

The Yin Apocalyptic didn't respond. Instead, they furrowed their brows.

He believed in his senses and the divine sense. He had indeed heard someone's voice earlier. It was impossible for him to be mistaken.

"It's better to be careful. This place isn't that simple!"

Yin Apocalyptic said in a deep voice.

After that, he led the four disciples of Myriad Poison Cult deeper into the palace. They wanted to see if they could find anything useful.

Now, there were only a few days left before they left the Great Desolate Mountain. The elimination round of the Imperial Congress would end soon.

During this period of time, it would be best if he could improve his strength quickly. Only then would he have the ability to compete with the top geniuses of the Skyfire Sect and Dao Immortal Palace in the finals of the Imperial Congress.

"Young Lord, look, these are the experts who died in the ancient times. They have a lot of cultivation techniques, Martial Technique and spirit herbs left behind."

At this moment, a disciple of the Myriad Poison Cult said with an excited expression.

In a room, they saw many experts from the ancient and ancient times who had died. They had also obtained a lot of benefits from these experts.

When the other three disciples of the Myriad Poison Cult heard this, they began to search for them. They had also found a lot of useful things.

The Yin Apocalyptic had also obtained a technique and methods to use poison from a dead close ancient expert.

"Ye Lan, those guys are ahead of us. Are we still going to hide like this?

If we keep hiding, all the good stuff will be taken away by them. "

In the dark, Yinn Shaoge saw the Yin Apocalyptic and the others taking away a lot of good stuff. He was anxious and jealous.

"Wait, don't be impatient. Otherwise, once we are discovered, it will be very difficult for us to escape from their hands.

It was impossible for this palace to be so calm and peaceful. There must be an unspeakable danger in the depths."

Ye Lan said mentally.

"Hmph! You're sneaking around, get the hell out here!"

The divine sense of the Yin Apocalyptic was extremely sensitive, and its cultivation base far surpassed Ye Lan and Yinn Shaoge. Therefore, even if Ye Lan and Yinn Shaoge used the divine sense to communicate, it still couldn't escape his keen senses.

With a cold snort, the Yin Apocalyptic made a decisive move. A terrifying palm force suddenly struck towards where Ye Lan and the others were hiding.

* Hong *

The palm force exploded. The palm force contained a strong poison that could instantly poison people to death.

The Yin Apocalyptic thought that Ye Lan and the others would die for sure with this palm attack.

However, he discovered that there was no one there.

"Young Lord, what happened to you?"

"Someone's there!"

Yin Apocalyptic said coldly.

"But... No?"

"There must be. Someone is hiding in the dark, observing us. It's better to be careful. Now, the enemy is in the dark, and I am in the light.

If you are careless, you will definitely be assassinated. "

Yin Apocalyptic reminded.

The other four geniuses of the Myriad Poison Cult didn't dare to say anything after hearing this. They knew that the Yin Apocalyptic wouldn't come out of nowhere. Since the other party had warned them so carefully, there must be something hidden in this place.

"Young Lord, do you think we should retreat?"

At this moment, a disciple of the Myriad Poison Cult asked with a hesitant expression.

To be able to avoid the probing attack of the Yin Apocalyptic twice, the person hiding in the dark must be an expert.

If they were to advance recklessly, what could possibly happen to them?

Of course, out of consideration, this disciple of the Myriad Poison Cult felt that there were thirty-six ways to escape. This palace had always given him an ominous feeling.

"Retreat? Without my order, no one is allowed to retreat. There are so many ancient and ancient experts' corpses at the periphery of this palace. There are also a large number of rare Qi Methods and Martial Technique as well as rare Spirit Pill and spirit herbs left behind.

There must be even more treasures hidden deep within the palace. If I miss this opportunity, how am I going to raise my strength? How am I going to fight the two geniuses from the Dao Immortal Palace and Skyfire Sect in the Imperial Congress, and how am I going to fight against the two geniuses from the Empire Of Tartarus and Huangfu Dynasty? I'm going to seize it! The Grand Meeting! First place? "

The Yin Apocalyptic had a determined look on their face.

He would never leave this place so easily.

It wasn't easy for him to find such a place in Land of the Gods. Wouldn't it be a pity to give it up?

Even if there was some hidden danger in this palace, the Yin Apocalyptic would never take half a step back even if they encountered a god or Buddha.

Upon hearing the words of the Yin Apocalyptic, the four geniuses of Myriad Poison Cult had no choice but to give up.

All of them acted according to the order of the Yin Apocalyptic, and none of them dared to resist.

After stabilizing the mind, the Yin Apocalyptic continued to lead the four geniuses of the Myriad Poison Cult deeper into the palace.

After an unknown period of time, suddenly, a disciple of the Myriad Poison Cult came into contact with some kind of mechanism, or did he activate the formation of the Formation?

The surrounding space suddenly changed. Black walls suddenly rose from the ground and formed a circle, surrounding the five disciples of the Yin Apocalyptic.

On the black wall, there were all sorts of complex spirit patterns carved on it, giving off an intimidating aura.

Even though this mechanism had existed for a long time and was no longer as powerful as it was in the past, its explosive aura still caused the expressions of the four geniuses of Myriad Poison Cult to change drastically.

Buzz ~

More than ten black walls formed a circle. The formation patterns on the walls shone brightly. Beams of light continuously shot out and interweaved, forming an airtight encirclement.

Those beams of light were as sharp as swords. Even a Breaking Embryo Stage warrior would find it very difficult to resist the attack of the beams of light.

Ah ~

A blood-curdling scream was heard. A Seventh Layer of Breaking Embryo Stage disciple's arm was penetrated by a beam of light, causing blood to flow out like a fountain.

Immediately after that, another blood-curdling scream was heard. Another powerful disciple of the Myriad Poison Cult was pierced through by another beam of light, causing a bloody hole to appear on his thigh.

More and more beams of light appeared, and they became denser and denser.

The places where the five disciples of the Yin Apocalyptic could dodge were also getting narrower and narrower.

"Young Lord, what should we do? If this continues, we will surely be killed by the hole and cut into pieces!"

A Myriad Poison Cult disciple whose thigh had been pierced said with a terrified expression.

The beams of light shot out from the black walls were too sharp and terrifying. It was unbearable and irresistible.

Being surrounded by such a Formation really made one feel despair. There was only one thing that they could think of, and that was death.

"This is just a small formation, how can it take our lives? Watch how I break the formation!"

The Yin Apocalyptic coldly harrumphed, completely fearless.

He raised his hand and slapped. His palm energy surged.

This palm energy had merged with the spatial energy, and it struck a black wall through the air, completely ignoring the terrifying beams of light.

Boom ~1

With a loud explosion, the palm energy of the Yin Apocalyptic smashed the black wall into pieces. The palm force contained a strong corrosive force. The broken pieces of the black wall were corroded into a pool of black liquid.

It could be seen how powerful and poisonous this palm attack of the Yin Apocalyptic was!

It was afraid that if a cultivator of the same realm did not have a powerful technique to protect himself, he would not be able to escape the fate of being turned into a pool of blood if he took this palm strike head on.

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