This is an extremely huge cave with lush flowers and plants. Of course, they are all poisonous flowers and poisonous weeds. The above cave is full of pointed rocks that may fall at any time.

After the two of them entered, a feeling of suppression came from the beginning, as if the so-called saint of all poisons was not dead, and a powerful aftermath was shrouded here.

The fighting spirit that flows in the body becomes a little clumsy.

Aware of this feeling of suppression, Chen Mo couldn't help but look solemn in his eyes.

There is not only one passage in the huge cave, but dozens or hundreds of passages are connected in all directions. The entrances of each passage are almost the same size, and thick poisons seep out from each entrance.

"Where to go?" Chen Mo said, Fengqi Longyan's treasure map pointed to this and did not point out which passage.

"These passages should be opened up by the Demon Dragon of Poison Flame. Don't worry, I'll sense it." Although the thick fog gushed out of each cave is almost the same, Yi Qingyao can still find some differences with the Seven Colorful Poison Sutra.

"Go to the seventh passage on the left."

In order to avoid Chen Mo's disbelief, Yi Qingyao led the way ahead personally.

Chen Mo followed, but after he really stepped into this passage, the feeling of suppression became stronger and stronger.

Walking in the quiet and dark passage, the hot temperature rushes from the depths of the passage, lingering around. In the passage, there are only the slight sounds of two people's footsteps.

After walking in this quiet atmosphere for more than ten minutes, a faint light finally came from the front.

rub!

The strange fires attracted each other, and the strange fire on Chen Mo's body rose up involuntarily again. The two of them accelerated their pace and after reaching the end of the passage, they divided two more turns.

Through the guidance of the strange fire, Fengqi Longyan was on the fork on the right.

Yi Qingyao's eyes looked to the left.

Chen Mo glanced at her faintly and walked to the right.

Seeing this, Yi Qingyao snorted coldly, stomped his feet, and walked to the left.

After Chen Mo stepped into the fork on the right, he not long after walking, he came to a huge stone chamber.

The stone chamber is simple and empty. In the center of the stone chamber, there is a stone bed. On the stone bed, a dead bone sits cross-legged on it, and a slightly yellow and hot flame is suspended in his chest.

"Ding, I found the strange fire wind angry dragon flame, which can cost 150,000 lucky points to spy on it."

Chen Mo did not manage the system, but planned to subdue the strange fire first and then spy on it. The cost was very small.

Chen Mo's hand wrapped in strange fire grabbed at the slightly yellow flame.

Unlike what he imagined, Feng Nu Longyan did not resist, but was easily grabbed in his palm.

However, the next moment, Chen Mo frowned because the system prompted that it would still cost 15 lucky points to spy.

"What's going on?"

Chen Mo looked at the skeleton on the bed and came to the back of the dry bones. He found a huge gap, as if something was coming from behind and pierced his chest in one fell swoop.

If this is the saint of all poisons, then the Fengqi Dragon Flame should be what he owns.

The reason why I also reminded me to have 150,000 lucky points.

It's possible...

A strong and dangerous thought suddenly surged into Chen Mo's mind.

If Chen Mo was not wrong, the saint of all poisons would not die.

Wind Fury Dragon Flame is still a masterpiece.

Even if two people can come here, they are...

"Ah!" A scream broke Chen Mo's thoughts, which was exactly what Yi Qingyao sent.

Chen Mo grabbed Feng Nu Longyan and flew away quickly. As soon as he arrived at the stone chamber on the left, he heard a cold shout: "Don't come over!"

But it was still too late. A thick poisonous smoke was sucked into Chen Mo's mouth and nose. When Chen Mo was about to run the Shenxiang Prison Control Force as a resistance, a soul body flashed out from a colorful poisonous flower and attacked Chen Mo.

"It's been hundreds of years, and someone finally came. I didn't expect that this snatch attracted two." The soul body sneered: "Boy, your body is good, so I can borrow this saint for use."

After saying that, when Chen Mo didn't react, he rushed into Chen Mo's mind.

"Ding, discovering the weak three-star saint soul body can spend 260,000 lucky points to spy on it."

"Ding, I found the ninth-level herb, nine-color, ten thousand poisonous flowers, and can spend 210,000 lucky points to capture them."

"Ding, discovering the origin of the spiritual object of wood can cost 140,000 lucky points to spy on it."

"Ding, if the intruder is found, the identity verification fails, the system will automatically deduct all luck points and start the antivirus program."

"Antivirus is in progress, 10%, 20%..."

"No, boy, what exactly are you? No, let me go... let me go, I saint..."

Chen Mo turned a deaf ear because he had no choice.

“90%…”

"Boy, I will die... I will not let you go, Fengqi Longyan, come in..."

“100%.”

The sound of the soul body completely disappeared, and a soul energy and surging memories poured into Chen Mo's mind.

Not finished yet.

Feng Nu Longyan also poured into Chen Mo's body the moment before the soul disappeared.

Chen Mo quickly sat down cross-legged.

In the stone chamber, Chen Mo and Yi Qingyao sat cross-legged inside. In the right corner, a gorgeous and gorgeous poisonous flower bloomed, and various poisonous smoke surged out.

When Yi Qingyao saw this scene, he wanted Chen Mo to hold his breath and concentrate, but she couldn't speak. Once she spoke, poisonous smoke would pour into her body.

She looked at the flower in the corner, but never expected that it would evolve from a colorful and poisonous flower to a nine-color poisonous flower.

The latter is the legendary ninth-level herb, which is not something she can resist.

Even if Yi Qingyao didn't say it, Chen Mo knew that this poisonous smoke was not good for him, but he had no choice. He wanted to resist the Fengqi Longyan and refine this powerful soul energy.

There is no way to tell so many gods.

I could only watch the poisonous smoke merge into my body in a wisp.

At first, Chen Mo could still withstand this poisonous smoke.

Until a pink poisonous smoke burst out from the nine-color poisonous flowers.

Chen Mo couldn't stand it anymore.

As soon as the pink poisonous smoke entered his body, Chen Mo felt his body immediately become hot, and a stream of evil fire emerged from his lower abdomen and expanded into his whole body in an instant.

When Yi Qingyao saw this scene, his face changed and felt bad. He wanted to get up and run out of the stone chamber.

But when she was picking the nine-colored poisonous flowers, the latter suddenly bloomed, and the poisonous smoke gushed out in an instant, allowing Yi Qingyao, who had not had time to prepare, to inhale the mouth and nose in one mouth.

She just feels weak all over now.

Chen Mo's dark eyes were gradually replaced by a touch of pink. He was eager to find something and release the anger in his body.

When he saw Yi Qingyao, he stood up and walked over.

The wind-rage dragon flame, which had no resistance in the body, also began to rage.

Because the previous owner of Fengqi Longyan was the saint of all poisons, it also brought some poison.
Chapter completed!