Chen gritted his teeth with hatred. His eyes fell on these generals and said coldly: "It's great, but don't forget that you have eaten the Seven Poison Pills."

In order to threaten these generals to surrender to the altar of the Divine God, each general was asked to take the Seven Poison Pill. If there was no antidote, they would have no way to die.

The general behind Ye Xiong suddenly became turbulent and his face suddenly became scared.

The Seven Poison Pills are the poison secretly made by the Lord of the Divine Altar. There is no antidote. They resist the Divine Altar and have only one way to die.

"The shitty seven poison pills are clearly the Nine Poison Pills. I have taken them before. Unfortunately, your list and formula of Nine Poison Pills have long fallen into my hands."

Ye Xiong took out a small bottle from his body, threw it to Yan Jinghua, and said, "This is the antidote to the Nine Poison Pills on your body, take it!"

Yan Jinghua had no doubt at all, and immediately opened the small bottle and took the antidote to the Nine Poison Pill.

At the beginning, Ye Xiong asked Yan Jinghua to pretend to surrender, and then used the Destiny Wheel to find out her information and learn what poison she was infected with.

In addition, Ye Xiong also asked her to take out the list of other poisoned people, search one by one on the Destiny Wheel, and got the nine poisons among them, and then the corresponding antidote had been prepared on the road.

In fact, seven or eight of the nine poisons in them are basically the same, and only one or two are different. Ye Xiong can easily refine the antidote.

"It's effective, this is the real antidote."

Yan Jinghua held up his arm and found that the black line that indicated that he was poisoned gradually faded and finally disappeared completely.

Everyone next to him was extremely excited, and his eyes were full of desire when he looked at Ye Xiong.

"Jiuge, yours."

"Ren Ruo, this is yours."

"Guo Yuanshan, this is yours."

"The Lord of Heaven, this is yours."

“…”

Ye Xiong took out countless small bottles from his body and threw them out one by one.

Those who received the medicine bottle took it without hesitation.

With Ye Xiong's current status and status, let alone letting them take the antidote, even if they were asked to eat shit, they would eat it without hesitation.

"It's effective, it's really effective."

"I will never have to be threatened by the Altar of the Divine God again."

"Ye Xiong, my surname is Lu, and my single name is Tian. Do you think there is any one of mine?"

Everyone around them became excited and spoke out loud. For a moment, there was a riot at the scene.

"Everyone is arguing, listen to me." Ye Xiong pressed his hands and suppressed their words, then he said: "I have only refined the antidote on the list provided by Yan Jinghua to me. There are no other lists yet, but don't worry, will this poison occur in a short time? You can submit the list first, and after I find your poisoning species from the list, we will refine the antidote for you."

Hearing him say this, everyone calmed down.

"How do you know the antidote and the list?" Chen looked at Ye Xiong in shock.

"Why should I tell you?" Ye Xiong sneered.

Chen wanted to continue saying something, but suddenly the Northern Zun Elder walked up to him and said anxiously: "Commander, it's not good. The army on the west road was covered with white fog, and 500,000 troops entered the illusion. The entire army was wiped out, and no one survived. The Western Zun Elder also died."

As soon as these words came out, Chen and the members of the Shenshu Altar around him all changed their faces.

What does this mean when hundreds of thousands of monks entering the white mist die?

That means that Virgin Isa killed hundreds of thousands of monks with just one illusion.

"Look, what is that?" someone suddenly screamed.

Everyone looked in the sound and saw that the originally still white mist in the universe in front of them suddenly rushed towards millions of troops like a rushing craze. The momentum and speed were no less than the cosmic storm.

"Retreat quickly." Ye Xiong yelled.

After hearing the order, the monks around immediately fled behind their backs.

Unfortunately, the white fog was too fast, and some monks were too slow to escape, so they were immediately swallowed by the white fog.

Ye Xiong turned around, opened his eyes and could see some scenes in the white mist.

An amazing scene appeared.

Those monks shrouded in white mist suddenly became puppet idiots.

Part of them took out the sword and wiped his neck.

Partly twist your head off.

Some of them exploded with the Nascent Soul and their body exploded.

Broken arms, heart-to-heart, eyes, everything is available.

Some of them were stuck in their necks and were stuck alive.

The monk who was shrouded in white mist staged a scene of suicide, and hundreds of ways of committing suicide made Ye Xiong dumbfounded.

"Get out immediately and don't be affected by the white fog."

Ye Xiong yelled and took action. His body surged with crazy vitality, turning into a universe barrier, blocking everyone behind him.

With the help of this barrier, the monk behind him finally had time to breathe and continued to escape.

After all the monks fled from the dangerous place, Ye Xiong retreated and fell into the army.

Everyone looked at Bai Wu with a shocked expression.

"Brother Ye, what should we do now?" Zuntian asked.

"This illusion is too powerful, there is no way, I can only go around." Ye Xiong said, looking at the white mist.

"This white mist will move. It will block wherever we go. Even if we can go around, we still can't get around to the sacred mountain. Sooner or later, we will encounter it." Yan Jinghua said.

Ye Xiong nodded, feeling that it made sense.

Even if they continue to advance, they will still have to face it when they come to the main camp of the God Empire.

Unless this illusion is broken, they will not be able to get in at all.

"This illusion is too terrifying. With Isha's power alone, it can withstand a million troops. No wonder Isha retreated all the monks." The Venerable of the Heavens said in shock.

"Illusion is the widest range of lethality among all supernatural powers. It seems that we can't bring people in." Ye Xiong thought for a moment and said to the monks behind him: "Everyone, the peak realm of the fusion accompanied me into the white mist. All other monks have dispersed. If you go in, you will not have any effect on the battle."

This battle is the most peak battle in the divine realm.

At the peak of the fusion, you will also be cannon fodder if you go there.

Isa did this, just as Ye Xiong's thoughts. He didn't want this war to affect so much.

At that moment, several streams of light fell in front of Ye Xiong. In addition to the Venerable of Heaven and Yan Jinghua, there were three others.

They are Bai Shan, the owner of the anti-imperialist forces Bai Lian Altar, Luo Yunfan, the owner of the Haitian Secret Realm, and the Seven-Colored Snake Emperor of the Xuansnake Realm.

With Ye Xiong and the other two, there are a total of six peak monks in fusion.

"Brother Ye, how do you do it?" asked the Seven-Colored Snake Emperor.

"We've all listened to you, and we can do whatever we ask us to do?" Luo Yunfan said.

"We are not afraid, Isha must be killed." Bai Shan is a group of anti-imperialist forces and hates Isha very much.

"You all follow me, standing at a hexagonal position, the distance must not exceed 100 meters. Without orders, you must not leave the team." Ye Xiong reminded seriously...

The group nodded and stood in six directions.
Chapter completed!