Ye Han's eyes narrowed, his mind suddenly sensed, and he discovered that there was indeed a pill in the space ring.

He then opened the space ring and took out the elixir.

The moment he was about to observe all this, Ye Han's expression suddenly changed.

The elixir exploded.

Turned into a black smoke.

The moment the smoke entered his body, the energy in Ye Han's body felt blocked, and even his qi and blood were eroded.

Su Miaozhu, who was next to him, was unprepared for a moment and also took a puff of the smoke. The poisonous gas entered his body and he immediately screamed.

Poof!

Blood gushed out from Su Miaozhu's mouth.

"Ha ha!"

Many masters of Xuanyin Sect burst into laughter.

The three Heavenly Emperors of Six Tribulations looked at each other with satisfied smiles on their faces.

The old woman sneered sinisterly: "Where did this evildoer really come from? It turned out to be an inexperienced and inexperienced child. He was poisoned by the Nine Yin Ten Thousand Poison Pills. Even the Nine Tribulations Heavenly Emperor would be poisoned to death. Even if he was

Those who have just stepped into the realm of the strongest will be seriously injured, let alone a kid like you who dares to threaten us, go to hell."

Almost at the same time, in the ground ahead, the figures all screamed, and many masters belonging to the Fanjing Ancient Palace died in an instant.

I saw another Six-Tribulation Heavenly Emperor waving his hand: "Collect their corpses and extract their natal essence and blood. The Poison King is about to revive, and there is no use for these people alive."

"yes!"

Various masters from the Xuanyin Sect immediately stepped forward to take action.

"Master!"

Su Miaozhu, who was seriously injured, shouted almost in despair, showing a miserable face.

She watched helplessly as her master, the master of the Fanjing Ancient Palace, screamed and sensed that his life aura suddenly declined.

"Miaozhu, live...live!"

There was a sound of weakness and despair coming from the front.

The next moment, the master of Fanjing Ancient Palace breathed his last.

"die!!!"

Ye Han's anger seemed to condense into substance in an instant.

Endless anger made his voice hoarse.

In his eyes, extremely cold murderous intent erupted, as if it turned into a storm of heaven and earth.

In an instant, Ye Han activated the Eternal Divine Seal.

"What? He...what happened to him? Why can he still use Yuan Power?"
Chapter completed!