However, He Wuhen ran very fast.

He used the Tianfeng Step technique, and the strength of the level 5 martial artist completely exploded, and his speed was as fast as a gust of wind, and he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Tang Bao and Mu Zichen were not sure about this, so they had to carry their swords and run in the forest with all their might, chasing his footsteps toward the top of the mountain.

After a hundred breaths, He Wuhen had already reached the top of the mountain, and then he slowed down.

At the same time, the sound of the flute that was so weeping and complaining became more melodious, floating in the night wind, very clear.

He Wuhen restrained his breath, hid in the night, followed the source of the sound, and touched it little by little.

Finally, when he walked around a dense bush, he finally saw on the reconnaissance map that there was a man sitting on a huge rock thirty feet away in front of him.

Although the night was so dark that he could not see his five fingers, He Wuhen could still see the person clearly with the investigation map.

It was an old man in a black robe, with greasy and ripped holes on the robe, looking very sloppy.

He had a messy hair like thatch, a dry face like a tree bark, a red rosacea nose, and a flat toad mouth.

Now, the old man is sitting on the stone, holding a blue bamboo flute in both hands and blew it on his lips.

Around the big stone, there are tens of thousands of poisonous snakes, all kinds, colorful, big and small.

These poisonous snakes filled up hundreds of feet in a radius, as if the poisonous snakes from the entire mountain range were gathered here.

The venomous snakes lay quietly on the ground, holding their heads, staring at the old man on the big rock, as if listening to his orders.

Seeing this, a smile finally appeared on He Wuhen's face.

"Is this the beast master? Let me see how powerful the beast master is now."

Thinking of this in his heart, he took out the blood-drinking knife, put on the dragon armor, and rushed towards the old man at a speed of lightning.

However, the old man had already discovered He Wuhen's traces.

Just as the light of Yuanli illuminated He Wuhen, when he stepped out, the sound of a flute that was crying and complaining suddenly became sharp and shrill.

Thousands of poisonous snakes around He Wuhen suddenly became crazy and rushed towards him like a tide.

This time, these poisonous snakes did not attack him in a scattered manner, but actually formed a group of them. Thousands of snakes were wrapped around and piled up together, turning into monsters three feet tall.

These monsters are tall and powerful, not only extremely fast, but also extremely powerful.

The entire monster is made of tens of thousands of poisonous snakes, and its whole body is covered with snake heads and spits scarlet snake letters, making people's scalp numb at a glance.

Tens of thousands of poisonous snakes in the field formed six such huge monsters in an instant, rushing towards He Wuhen in an extremely arrogant manner.

This scene made his eyes turn cold, and he couldn't help but say in his heart: "These beast masters do have some tricks, and they use some evil methods that are incomprehensible."

"But these are just ordinary poisonous snakes. After all, they are not monsters. Can they cause any harm to me?"

Thinking of this in his heart, He Wuhen shouted coldly, held the blood-drinking knife in both hands, and rushed forward towards one of the monsters formed by the group of snakes.

Three feet apart, he jumped high, held the blood-drinking knife with both hands, and slashed the six-foot sword light down.

"Strive to split Mount Hua!"

The sword light tore the night apart, and the dazzling sword light seemed to be able to open up the world, with an unparalleled domineering aura and sharp aura.

The monsters formed by snakes did not dodge or dodge, and continued to rush towards him.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, a six-foot sword light hit the three-foot-high snake monster.

As the sword light flashed, mixed with gushing blood, countless snake corpses cut into two pieces flew out in all directions.

With one move, the group of snake monsters were shattered by the sword light, and thousands of poisonous snakes were cut into two pieces.

However, the old man who witnessed this scene with his own eyes did not look at all worried, but instead had a sneer on his face.

This expression seemed to have expected the result to be like this, and he could better predict what would happen next, so he was confident.

As expected, when He Wuhen thought, he killed a group of snake monsters with this sword.

Tens of thousands of poisonous snakes burst out in a bang, pouring the red and shrill blood towards He Wuhen like a heavy rain.

The green mist instantly covered the radius of ten feet, and together with the blood and snake corpses, completely wrapped him in it.

Those green mists are of course poisonous mists.

The poisonous fog condensed by the toxins of tens of thousands of poisonous snakes is extremely poisonous and sealed with blood.

Any warrior master, even if he is contaminated with the blood, may breathe a mouthful of poisonous mist and will be poisoned to death immediately, without even a chance to rescue him.

Even a strong martial artist, as long as he is contaminated with poisonous blood or poisonous mist, even if he is not dead, he will be invaded by poisonous bodies and become a stiff and inactive walking zombie within half an hour.

For decades, the old man used this evil and strange method to kill many warrior masters and strong martial artists.

When he saw the poisonous blood and poisonous fog in the sky completely wrapped He Wuhen in it, the old man couldn't help but show a successful sneer and burst into strange laughter.

"Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe, boy, you're too young to fight with me! How can you compete with the power of this Ten Thousand Snake Formation?"

However, just as the poisonous blood and poisonous mist just invaded He Wuhen's eyes and nose, a layer of golden light burst out from the surface of his body.

At the same time, the system prompt sounded in his mind.

"Ding! Congratulations to He Wuhen, who successfully activates the Dragon Treasure Body and reaches the first level of the Dragon Treasure Body."

When he heard this sound, He Wuhen was stunned, and even ignored the poisonous fog and blood around him, and hurriedly checked the system prompts.

After seeing this, he immediately showed joy and a brilliant smile appeared on his face.

According to the system, the Dragon Treasure Body is a special constitution that is not one of millions of people. Warriors with this constitution are extremely talented and very powerful.

Generally speaking, warriors with the dragon treasure body are all peerless powerful people who are all over the world and shock the past and present.

The reason why He Wuhen was able to cultivate the Divine Dragon Body is because he practiced the Divine Dragon Body Refining Technique.

The Divine Dragon Body Refining Technique made his body very powerful, and his defense and strength were ten times more powerful than ordinary warriors.

The necessary condition for cultivating the Divine Dragon Treasure Body is to practice the sixth style of the Divine Dragon Body Refining Technique. This condition He Wuhen reached not long ago.

However, after meeting this condition, you still need to be eroded by severe toxicity or severely damaged by the body in order to activate the Dragon Treasure Body.

Now, He Wuhen has been eroded by poisonous fog and poisonous blood. Both conditions have been met, so he successfully activated the Dragon Treasure Body.

People with the Dragon Treasure Body are very powerful. Not only are their physical defenses extremely strong, they can also resist various poisons, and they are extremely powerful, just like the ancient dragon.

However, He Wuhen has just opened the Dragon Treasure Body and is not that powerful yet. He is just the first level.

Like the level of Yin and Yang Creation Kung Fu, the Dragon Treasure Body is also divided into twelve levels of realms, corresponding to the unknown realms from the martial artist to the martial god.

If you want to improve the realm of the Dragon Treasure Body, the only way is to practice the Dragon Treasure Body Refining Technique. The more movements He Wuhen has mastered, the stronger the Dragon Treasure Body will be!

However, He Wuhen was still immersed in the huge surprise brought by the Dragon Treasure Body, but he suddenly saw Mu Zichen running towards him.

This scene immediately made He Wuhen feel worried and confused.

Now, within ten feet of his body, all of them were shrouded in green poisonous fog and red poisonous blood. These poisons were the existence of powerful martial artists who could poison the powerful martial artists.

If he hadn't had the Dragon Treasure Body, he would have been poisoned now.

Mu Zichen is just a level seven warrior. How could he rush into the poisonous fog and be safe and sound?

"He Wuhen, how are you? Are you okay?"

Mu Zichen walked through the poisonous fog and ran to He Wuhen with an anxious face. Her big eyes were filled with tears, and she seemed extremely worried.

Such a scene made He Wuhen feel very guilty and thought that he really shouldn't have brought Mu Zichen here, it was too dangerous.

She was just a level seven warrior, and she didn't wear black armor, but was just wearing thin clothes, so she would definitely be eroded by poisonous fog.

"No? Mu Zichen not only wore a set of war dragon armor, but also held the Fenyang Sword in his hand. How could he be like this now?"

He Wuhen immediately realized something was wrong and was about to stare at Mu Zichen and take a closer look, but suddenly felt a severe pain in his chest, and an unparalleled force hit him.

He subconsciously raised his head and saw Mu Zichen's face becoming resentful and stern, and he was punching him in the chest.

The two were too close, less than two feet away, and they could be touched by raising their hands. Moreover, Mu Zichen's sudden appearance made He Wuhen let go of his guard.

However, he never expected that Mu Zichen, whom he loved the most, would attack him.

The power of that punch was extremely powerful, nearly 100,000 kilograms. He Wuhen was instantly bombarded out, and his mouth was opened, and a mouthful of blood was spurted out.

"Plop!"

He Wuhen fell to the ground five feet away in dejectedly, his face turned pale, his body trembled, and his internal organs seemed to be shifting.

He coughed violently, and another wisp of blood gushed out of the corner of his mouth, dripping down in a thread.

Seeing that this punch failed to kill He Wuhen, Mu Zichen couldn't help but "huh".

He Wuhen supported his body with a blood-drinking knife and climbed up from the ground. He looked at Mu Zichen in confusion and angrily, and asked in great pain: "Mu Zichen! Why do you want to attack me!"

Upon hearing this, Mu Zichen's pretty face appeared with a gloomy sneer, and his eyes became even more resentful and cruel.

She chuckled and stretched out her slender finger to point at He Wuhen and said, "He Wuhen, I want your life!"

When he finished speaking, Mu Zichen rushed over like a whirlwind, waved his fists and rushed towards He Wuhen frantically.

In an instant, within three feet of He Wuhen, there were boxing shadows everywhere. The fist tip condensed by the light of Yuanli was extremely powerful and unparalleled.

He could not help but resisted with the Blood-Drinking Knife. Countless fists rays hit him, colliding with the Blood-Drinking Knife, and a muffled sound of bang bang.
Chapter completed!