Fan Zhuo truly understood the function of the Barbarian God Pill, and also understood that because of the existence of the Barbarian God Pill, the ancient barbarians could fully exert their talents, their bodies were strong and powerful, and they had the strong strength to compete with the major ancient races.

Fan Zhuo was attracted by the patterns painted on the Man Shen Pill for a time. After watching the patterns for a long time, he not only showed a slow movement trajectory, but also looked like a black hole, absorbing human souls.

Fan Zhuo closed his eyes and exhaled a long sigh. After opening it, a flash of sperm in his eyes. At the same time, he also made up his mind to swallow the baby's big fist-sized Man Shen Pill in one bite and chew it.

Fan Zhuo knew that mortals should not take the Mandarin Pill, and most of them would end up dead after taking it, but he acted so recklessly, but he was not without consideration. First of all, the ten-year agreement was a ten-year agreement that Fan Zhuo had to improve himself madly during this period, and this huge adventure in front of him was something that Fan Zhuo could never let go!

Secondly, Fan Zhuo is somewhat confident, and this confidence comes from the "Liangyuan Pot". At that time, Fan Zhuo knew that the Yuan crystal condensed in the Liangyuan Pot was one point to enhance his body and restore his own trauma. Therefore, Fan Zhuo dared to take the Barbarian God Pill so unscrupulously. If he ended up dead, then Fan Zhuo would also admit it; but if he succeeded, his own journey would be much smoother in the future.

While Fan Zhuo swallowed the Manchu Pill, the disciples of various major sects finally arrived and happened to see the scene of Fan Zhuo swallowing the Manchu Pill.

Although the disciples of the sect present did not know what the thing Fan Zhuo swallowed was, when they saw the crystal skeletons on the ground that were different from ordinary people, they could guess that most of the things Fan Zhuo swallowed were the purpose of this trip - the "Barbarian God Pill"!

"Fan Zhuo, you dare!"

"Wasty, spit out the Barbarian God Pill quickly, and I will leave you with a complete body!"

"Fan Zhuo, if you really swallow the Barbarian God Pill, the lord of my sect will definitely drain your soul and refine your soul, so that you can suffer unimaginable pain and forever!"

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Seeing this scene, all the disciples of the sect looked ferocious and shouted at Fan Zhuo's hysterical roar. This barbarian god pill was something that everyone present was determined to win. If you take it back to the sect, you will inevitably receive unimaginable rewards. At this time, you were actually a waste of resources by a mortal who was inexplicably useless.

Can Fan Zhuo be heard by many disciples of the sects and spit out the things he has in his mouth? He will not mention that he is a foodie. Just talking about the nickname of "devil" can prove his personality. Will he be threatened by everyone?

If Fan Zhuo had no confidence at all, he might be forced to surrender, but at this time, Fan Zhuo had already tried his best to help these more than 100 corpses, so he naturally didn't need to swallow his anger.

A sarcastic look flashed in Fan Zhuo's eyes. After the Man Shen Pill entered the mouth, the epidermis was bitten through, and a muffled "puff" sound exploded in Fan Zhuo's mouth. An extremely spicy and hot juice suddenly filled his mouth, causing Fan Zhuo to almost spit it out in one mouthful.

However, Fan Zhuo was not as idiotic as he was, so he endured the bulging feeling and shrank his neck and swallowed all the spicy liquid.

Fan Zhuo also felt strange. Why can this small pill hold so much juicy juice? But these are obviously not important. What Fan Zhuo was waiting for at this time was the signs after taking the Man Shen Pill.

All the disciples of the sect in the field looked at Fan Zhuo foolishly, looking in disbelief. They didn't understand what gave this useless man so much confidence that he dared to disobey his own people's wishes. Could it be that he was really not afraid of death?

After waiting for a while, Fan Zhuo's body did not react at all, which made him feel a little confused. According to the records on the animal skin, after taking the Mandarin Pill, he had to undergo the pain of nine tribulations and nine refinings, but why was his body still nothing different?

"This is... over? At least you should have a enlightenment or torture yourself half to death, right?"

Fan Zhuo couldn't help but speak, and then grinned, but then his eyes suddenly glared. Even Chu Lian'er, who was watching by the side, did not expect that Fan Zhuo's slightly narrow eyes would be so wide!

Fan Zhuo slapped himself twice with trembling all over his body. He thought that he was all blamed for being mean, and he said nothing about to torture himself half to death? Now, I feel comfortable!

Fan Zhuo waved to Chu Lian'er's direction, and the latter understood and ran quickly.

With Fan Zhuo's permission, Mao Si did not attack Chu Lian'er, allowing him to come to Fan Zhuo smoothly.

"Liang'er, go, help me, go inside!"

Fan Zhuo seemed to be about to lose his ability to speak, and pointed at a passage next to this space with great difficulty.

Seeing Fan Zhuo's condition at this time, Chu Lian'er's eyes were full of anxiety. She helped Fan Zhuo to avoid the eyes of all the disciples of the sect. At the same time, those disciples of the sect also had the smell and were about to chase after him. However, under the leadership of Da Mao, many hairy corpses obviously would not allow them to do this, and a fierce battle began completely.

Chu Lian'er ordered the remaining subordinates to help Mao Si block all the disciples of the sect. At this point, Mao Si attacked in front, while Chu Lian'er's subordinates stopped someone from escaping from behind. In the already narrow passage, Chu Lian'er's subordinates were alone, and they were enough to form a front-and-back attack with Mao Si and surrounded more than 100 disciples of the sect.

Chu Lian'er settled Fan Zhuo and seemed to be going to join the battle circle, but Fan Zhuo stopped him.

"Liang'er, come on, Brother Fan Zhuo... tell you something."

Fan Zhuo's voice was extremely small, and Chu Lian'er cooperated to get close to her pretty face, but she didn't expect that Fan Zhuo would put her neck on her neck and her hot lips were printed.

Chu Lian'er, a martial artist who practiced the life barrier, was also weak at this time. The fundamental reason was that she didn't expect that such a thing would happen. She was at a loss and completely forgot to resist.

The long kiss made Chu Lian'er feel almost suffocated. After Fan Zhuo struggled to remove his lips, Chu Lian'er burst out with an extremely loud scream!

"Ah!~~~ You, you, Brother Fan Zhuo, what are you doing to Lian'er!"

Looking at Chu Lian'er, Fan Zhuo couldn't help but show a little apology on his tired face and said with difficulty:

"Liang'er, Brother Fan Zhuo kissed you, and from now on, you will be my woman. If Brother Fan Zhuo died like this, you will become a little widow. Therefore, as my woman, Brother Fan Zhuo's life will be saved by you!"

Originally, Chu Lian'er wanted to blame her, but thought about it, her mother also said that whoever kissed her mouth in the future would be her own man. Even if she didn't consider these things, in Chu Lian'er's eyes, Fan Zhuo would definitely be saved!

Chu Lian'er's panicked heart became much calmer at such a crisis. Even when she saw Fan Zhuo naked, she forgot to be shy. At this time, scary bulges rose up on Fan Zhuo's body. It is conceivable how much pain he suffered at this time.

Chu Lian'er hurriedly agreed:

"Brother Fan Zhuo, don't scare Lian'er. You're so ok, how could you die? Lian'er won't let you die. Brother Fan Zhuo, do you say, what do you want Lian'er to do?"

Fan Zhuo felt warm in his heart. He underestimated the effect of this Mandarin Pill. He originally wanted to relieve the pain by taking Yuan Crystals and promote the body training speed of the Nine Tribulations and Nine Refinings.

But at this time, Fan Zhuo knew that he could not do anything, including taking out the Yuanjing Suit, so he could only hope that Chu Lian'er would come to help!

Moreover, everything about the Lianyuan Pot is of great importance. If Fan Zhuo wants Chu Lian'er to help, she will definitely understand the function of the Lianyuan Pot, so the previous incident of Fan Zhuo kissing Chu Lian'er.

Chu Lian'er's simplicity made Fan Zhuo feel guilty, but this is not the time to consider these things, so it is important to help.

Fan Zhuo took out the Yuan Lian Pot hanging around his waist with difficulty, smiled extremely reluctantly, and said to Chu Lian'er:

"Liang'er, if you see Brother Fan Zhuo's in great pain, take out a crystal from the pot and feed it to me."

Chu Lian'er didn't even look at Lianyuan Hu. Big tears rolled down in her eyes, staring firmly at Fan Zhuo's face.

"Brother Fan Zhuo, don't worry, Lian'er will do what you mean. As long as you don't die, Lian'er can do whatever you want!"

Fan Zhuo smiled with relief at first, and then, he could no longer control or bear it. A scream that spread throughout the ancient mine came from Fan Zhuo's mouth, which made everyone feel chill and tragic when they heard it, as if they were suffering the most tragic torture in the world at this time.
Chapter completed!