The old monk's last words made Chen Feng furious, and Chen Feng asked, "What is this?"

The old monk showed an unpredictable smile: "This is the strange poison and Ji San that I collected when I was walking in the world!"

"Qijisan! How can I drink this?" Chen Feng was shocked. Even if he was not a person in the world, most of them had said that Qijisan's reputation was made of collecting thousands of strange poisons. It was extremely fierce and ranked among the top three in the world's strange poison list! Ordinary people drink it and died of heartbreak. The body was placed in the cool summer, and even flies dared to approach it. If stored for ten years, no grass would grow in dozens of miles nearby, which was very terrible!

Although Chen Feng has a secret spiral of poison removal, it does not mean that he has reached the point where he is invincible with all poisons. It is just that he has a stronger ability to resist toxins than ordinary secret masters.

The old monk said, "Although this Qianji San is vicious, the damage to the secret person is not as terrible as the legendary one! Besides, if you want to become powerful quickly, the donor can only take this shortcut. If you just want to be a mediocre person, I will not force the donor! Although this Qianji San is an ordinary thing, the poisons inside are hard to find in the secret world. In order to get such a large bottle of poison, I have also spent a lot of time and secret stones. Now I am free to use it for the donor. Why are the donor hesitating?"

At this time, the impact of the old monk's secret power had caused great pain to Chen Feng, making Chen Feng almost unsteady. Because the secret power was too fierce, Chen Feng's body had always carried the secret power relatively low. Therefore, under the high load, part of Chen Feng's skin had been torn into blood grooves, and dripping blood kept dripping. However, because Chen Feng's body was full of secret power at this time, these secret powers would repair Chen Feng's wounds in time and wait for the wound to appear again.

Therefore, Chen Feng suffered a huge torture in this cycle. If the secret power flowed in his body and his whole body was relaxed and comfortable, it was almost the deepest pain in the world! Especially Chen Feng's dantian, eyebrows, soles of his feet, temples and other important parts, it was as painful as a needle at first, but later it turned out to be a big hammer hitting it! In order to resist this pain, Chen Feng's lower lip was bitten, which was shocking and heart-pounding!

Of course, Chen Feng did not have pain all over his body, and there was an exception, that was Chen Feng's chest. Since the blue heart and lungs were condensed, Chen Feng's chest was extremely powerful. The giant man's fists could not hurt it before, but now the old monk's secret power still could not make it feel uncomfortable. Chen Feng could not guess what the bottom line of the blue heart and lungs was to bear. But no matter what, the safety of the chest still made Chen Feng grit his teeth and persevere.

Chen Feng looked at Qianji San and couldn't help but think of the scene when he took the first line of life and death soup. Although Chen Feng was very painful at that time, even after he survived, Chen Feng had his first secret ring. Sometimes, the pain and harvest he endured were often proportional. Thinking of this, Chen Feng finally met the old monk's gaze, nodded, and raised his head to drink Qianji San without any hesitation! At this moment, there was a hint of fear in Chen Feng's eyes, but more of it was tough and decisive!

At this time, even the always serious old monk nodded to Chen Feng with satisfaction.

As soon as Qianji San entered the mouth, the potion as thick as glue juice seemed to have spirituality and directly penetrated into Chen Feng's abdomen. Although the secret throne of the poison reacted immediately and absorbed and decomposed part of the toxins, Chen Feng still felt that his throat was ulcerated and emitted a rotten poisonous gas. However, the abundant secret power quickly cured such a serious injury. Then, what was rotten was Chen Feng's stomach and intestines, and the torn pain was reflected. Chen Feng finally couldn't stand, fell to the ground, and twitched. The sweat on his forehead fell like rain, wetting the nearby ground. The white jade-che gopher was still running around Chen Feng with a slight colorful light, which was extremely lively, forming a picture of hell and heavenly contrast with the miserable Chen Feng.

When the old monk saw Chen Feng fall to the ground, he sat cross-legged on the ground, and did not reduce the input of secret power because of Chen Feng's pain. It is not a very hard work for a master like the old monk, so his expression is still very relaxed.

However, several times during this period, the old monk frowned. The old monk found that several meridians in Chen Feng's body, especially the chest, were surrounded by a mysterious energy, and could not see through the situation. However, the old monk's secret power could pass through unimpededly. The old monk thought for a long time, but could not think of the reason. He tried several secret techniques to detect it, but it was fruitless. In the end, it could only be attributed to Chen Feng's physique being a bit special, or whether Chen Feng had taken some special secret medicines. There are all kinds of strange things in the secret world, and it is reasonable to have such a strange thing. If the old monk knew the secrets in Chen Feng's body, he would probably not be so calm.

Waiting for Chen Feng tortured by the impact of Qijisan and Secret Power, the old monk nodded and said, "Note, it's the best time. I want to increase the input of Secret Power, and your meridians will be opened soon!"

At this moment, another scene appeared in Chen Feng's mind. He seemed to see himself lying at the bottom of an abyss, where there were sludge that had been rotten for thousands of years. Various poisonous insects, poisonous weeds, and poisonous miasma surrounded him, spyed on him, and then gnawed him. The rotten mud around him was like hot porridge, constantly gurgling with blue-red air, corroding his skin, and showing white bones. The black mud liquid dispersed with a thick stench and filthy air also instantly poured into Chen Feng's mouth and nose.

Chen Feng's pupils gradually dilated, and another shadow of Chen Feng appeared. Chen Feng's whole body was made of black shadows, with an evil face and kept saying in Chen Feng's ear: "Go to sleep, go to sleep! Since you can't bear it, don't bear it, just sleep forever!"

If it were normal for this situation, Chen Feng might really give up and choose to stay away from the pain. However, the opportunity was scattered in Chen Feng's stomach and kept tossing, which made Chen Feng feel a little sober.

How many times have Chen Feng given up easily when facing death? But at present, Chen Feng is not able to cheer up. Under the forced impact of the old monk, Chen Feng was exhausted. Therefore, Chen Feng has been struggling to hold on with a half-dead situation.

The old monk saw that Chen Feng had no reaction for a long time, and he didn't take it seriously at first, but later he found a black gas on Chen Feng's forehead, and suddenly realized something. He couldn't help but sigh, "Secret Nightmare? Did he come out so early?"
Chapter completed!