Before the man could finish his words, a gurgling sound in the cave No. 1, the people on the top of the mountain changed their expressions!

I saw a poisonous toad the size of a water tank jump out, its whole body was shiny yellow, raised its mouth and swallowed the rosy poisonous smoke.

"Eighth-level poisonous toad!" Ye Ling's eyes narrowed. When he was on the coast of the East China Sea, he and the second elder of the Spirit Talisman Immortal Sect went to pick peach leaf corals, they had seen poisonous toads of the same level, but they were just a green-patterned yellow toad, and there was a variety of colors, unlike this one that was all oily. Even so, he chased Elder Lin, the dignified Spirit Talisman Immortal Sect, so there was no way to go to heaven and no way to enter the ground.

"The natal poison toad of most poisonous women in the Tianchan barbarians is actually pure color! The poisonousness is fierce, which shows how powerful it is! No wonder there are many masters in the entire Northern Spirit Vein, but none of them is the opponent of this woman. Without a protective object to restrain the poison, it is impossible to defeat this woman!"

Ye Ling pondered inwardly. There were no anti-toxic magic weapons and ornaments in his body and storage bag. He could only recall the ancient prescriptions recorded in the Tiandan Immortal Sect’s classics. Which poison-proof pill can effectively resist the highly poisonous.

At this moment, the poisonous girl from Tianchan tribe saw that no one came forward to challenge him, and smiled proudly, with a move of jade hand, poisonous insects such as red spider, and the eighth-level yellow toad that were screaming, followed her.

Everyone quickly flashed to the side, some flew up with swords, some walked in the air, in short, the farther away from the poisonous girl and her poisonous creatures, the better.

After she arrived, the young master of Canglang Man from the No. 2 Cave Man won two more consecutive victories and defeated all the challengers.

Until this time, some of the onlookers dispersed, retreated to the next best, and challenged outside other caves. Ye Ling and the monks on the top of the mountain made an appointment to go to Qingzhucheng Market together.

When the young master of the Canglang Barbarian tribe saw that they were going, he also said, "Since we are on the same road, I will lead you there! We can take care of you along the way, so as not to be killed by the poisonous girl from the Tianchan tribe and be shot back!"

For a moment, everyone applauded:

"Very good! With the young master of Canglang here, what are we afraid of?"

"Hehe, I'm also worried that Zhong Qiu, the master of the No. 3 cave, will be very demonic and will hurt the cultivator again. Now, the Young Master Canglang leads us to Qingzhu City together. It's great! Is it better to see if Zhong Qiu dares to approach?"

The young master of the Canglang Barbarian tribe was very pleased and said proudly: "That guy Zhong Qiu is my defeated general, what's the point!"

Everyone nodded repeatedly, and with another wave of flattery, they went down the Northern Spirit Vein together and headed towards Qingzhu City.

Along the way, Ye Ling wanted to find opportunities several times and asked the young master of Canglang indirectly that he had not found a suitable opportunity to open the ancient fantasy of the barbarians.

Until they followed everyone to the northern suburbs of Qingzhu City, a crazy seventh-level demon bull suddenly rushed from the thorn, and everyone was shocked!

Without waiting for the young man to take the initiative, Ye Ling jumped, grabbed the demon cow's horn with one hand, took it up, and raised the entire demon cow! It would be useless to let its four hooves fly.

Everyone never expected that the monk in the moon white satin long gown, who seemed to be in a bad shape, could not help but be amazed!
Chapter completed!