Sure enough, in Meng Zhao's spiritual sense, the strange poison king with three heads and six arms was washed away by the righteous spirit of this ancient scholar. It was as if he had experienced the punishment of skin and cramps in hell. He was in great pain and howled repeatedly, and a terrifying tone spread throughout the huge poison cave space.

What's even more terrifying is that under the cover of the spirit, his body was bumpy and lit candles, and his body was flowing out layer by layer, and the human figure and human image that had been maintained before were almost destroyed.

The three-head and six-armed arms were all melted at this time, and the four arms were broken, leaving only a green toad head and two scarred arms.

In terms of itself, this Poison King was seriously injured and dying by Yan Libing's trump card. His cultivation power was not enough to survive.

However, this strange poison king is not a simple independent thing, it is evolved and born from this poison cave space. It is naturally the son of the little heavenly way of this poison cave, with endless energy and endless blessings.

To give a very simple example, if the power of the handwritten masterpiece of the ancient great scholars can be lost without losing all of it, and all of them fall into this strange poison king, he will definitely die and will not even be qualified to be seriously injured.

However, just because of its scattered power, it broke through the gloomy and dim sky in the poison cave, and the sky was never sunny, and the righteous energy shot and killed the poison cave scattered in the poison cave. In the four places, countless poisonous insects had been dispersed a lot.

This also prevents the great Confucian power from being perfectly unified, which is a coincidence and a necessity.

It is said that by chance, it is because with the power of the great scholars' handwritten writing, it is impossible to make such a big mistake, and even gather strength cannot be achieved.

It is inevitable that this poison cave space has disrupted the will of the great scholars' handwritten books with its special right time and place. Its natural and righteous aura is extremely repulsive to such a sinister and cold poison environment, so this result has been achieved.

At this time, even though this strange poison king was seriously injured and dying, it was just a state.

It spread and drifted in this poison cave space. Endless energy slowly poured into the poison king's body to help him recover from his injuries in a very short time. Even the two and four arms that had collapsed also tend to recondensate.

As the aftermath of the impact dissipated, Yan Libing grabbed the cloth carrying the handwriting of a great scholar in his palm, almost despair.

Because, although his realm is far inferior to Meng Zhao and his senses are far inferior to Meng Zhao, his eyes are not blind. He can see that the Poison King's state is constantly warming up at this time, and his breath is also rising.

This is equivalent to having a buff on your body and you can quickly return to your peak state.

Yan Libing is already in trouble, and the master warrior, the horse-faced ghost, was not sure which direction he was swept into, and he had no room for resistance.

Of course, while despair, there was still a trace of fantasy in Yan Libing's heart.

"That guy from the Lei family, I don't know what secret you have or what means the Lei family has to give you. Now I don't have any strength to deal with that monster. If you don't take action, we will all die here."

Meng Zhao laughed and didn't say anything. Instead, Yan Libing felt a sense of joy from the inside out when he listened to Meng Zhao's laughter.

It’s not that Meng Zhao’s laughter has any mysterious power. It’s just that Yan Libing believes that if he was not a fool, if he was not crazy and desperate, Meng Zhao would not have made such a gesture without any confidence.

No matter what conspiracies and tricks Meng Zhao has or what terrible plots he has, he is at least one person, a person with flesh and blood, love, hate, and love, communication and exploitation.

Unlike that monster, it has no human nature at all, only instinct, only killing, and only destruction.

Just after Meng Zhao laughed, the horse-faced ghost master stepped on the yin wind and suddenly arrived. There was still bright red blood in the corner of his mouth, and a piece of his chest collapsed slightly, which showed that his injuries were quite serious.

He also heard what Yan Libing said, and also set his eyes on Meng Zhao, and a turbulent heart arose.

The horse-faced ghost itself is a person who is not easy to attract attention and attention from others. He likes to hide, endure, and lurk.

But he did not have the ability of Meng Zhao. He hid it all the way to the end and now, and the Lei family members were dead, leaving only the three of them.

However, just as Yan Libing said, with the strength shown by Meng Zhao, he was able to be unscathed. He must have been hidden in his life until now.

At this moment, I can only rely on the monster that Meng Zhao can deal with.

"Boy Lei family, I still have my heyday, and the power of a peak attack. If you need it, you can speak.

Now there are only you and I. If we don’t work together, we may not be able to survive today.”

However, the horse-faced ghost only thought that Meng Zhao's martial arts skills were mediocre and that he could survive to this day was probably due to the means of the Lei family.

But Lei Wanche, the head of the Lei family, is just a powerful master with limited means. Perhaps he has some opportunities in this secret realm of cave heaven, but he may not be able to compare with Yan Libing's handwritten book.

Therefore, perhaps he needs help from a powerful master to kill this monster with one blow.

In fact, he also regretted it. If he had known that Yan Libing had such a terrifying thing in his hand, with his martial arts and the cooperation between the two, there would be a certain chance to kill the monster directly, but now he was missing the opportunity.

Meng Zhao disagreed and just smiled faintly.

"Did you two know the origin of this monster?"

Although Yan Libing and the horse-faced ghost were extremely anxious, they saw that Meng Zhao was not anxious or slow, even when they faced the monster that was recovering quickly, they were still not afraid. They obviously had their own confidence and settled down, and they shook their heads.

Meng Zhao reached out his hand in front of his chest, and a handful of black soil fell into his palm.

"The so-called heaven has the way of heaven, and god has the way of god. When a warrior cultivates the soul and entrusts the way of heaven, he can seal the heart of heaven and replace the heart of heaven. He has many incredible magical powers and means, which is for the heaven and man.

This place, the poison cave, and the poisonous insects are endless. In fact, the remains of a powerful man in heaven are the remains of a powerful man. But the difference is that this powerful man in heaven dies without being stiff, and dies without being destroyed. Although the soul is destroyed, he uses his tenacious will and supreme spiritual means to engrave this world, which is equivalent to an alternative resurrection.

And this weird thing was born under the will of this powerful man and the support of the poison cave heaven and earth without any loss.

You see, he has recovered so quickly now, but in fact it is the poison cave space here, under the influence of the will of the gods and humans who die without being stiff, absorbing the origin of the poison cave heaven and earth.

Although this monster is safe, it is a great damage to the poison cave space."

Yan Libing and the horse-faced ghost were surprised to hear it, just because they were all the first time they came to this secret realm of the cave and were really unfamiliar with everything here.

At the same time, they also doubted the authenticity of what Meng Zhao said.
Chapter completed!