Villain: Writing a diary becomes stronger, but the hostess design collapses

Chapter 467: Little old man, I have the poison to kill the Venerable.

dune.

Infinite fluorescent lights scattered, and the world instantly returned to its previous silence.

As for the two people in the middle of the fluorescence, one turned into a meteor and scattered, and the other collapsed in the pit like a dead tree, lifeless.

The strong wind howled, blowing scattered yellow sand.

In a large pit not far from the man lying in the center like a dead tree.

Four charming women and three strangely dressed men crowded together, raised their heads, and chattered while looking at the man in black clothes in the pit, arguing about something.

"This Xiao Yan is really fierce! He can even kill the Venerable!"

"How about we run away? We can't handle this guy."

"Hey, you can't say this. Xiao Yan and Lord Cangyu are both in danger now. Look at his appearance now. He might not even be able to lift the sword. We've all come here, how can it be like this? Return without success?"

"Isn't this an attempt to make fun of our Zhongzhou cultivators?"

"But what if someone discovered us a long time ago and deliberately kept us secret?"

"Impossible! People can keep their hands, but their breath cannot be disguised. Xiao Yan is no longer able to do it. It's not an exaggeration to say that his hands are powerless. The mantis stalks the cicada and the oriole is behind. There's no reason why we can't catch him!"

"Listen to me, as long as we kill him, this heaven-shaking wealth will come!!"

"it is good--"

"I listen to Brother Chong."

"So is the little girl!"

"me too!"

"And me, too!"

"Yeah, me too!!"

With that said, the four women and three men scattered around, walking lightly, heading towards Xiao Yan's position in the pit.

........................................

But at this moment, inside the big pit.

Xiao Yan, who was sore all over, reluctantly opened his eyes, and then narrowed his eyes to silently realize the messy regular lines in the world in front of him, which were caused by countless battles.

As I said before, the improvement of the realm above the heavenly realm does not rely on the accumulation of spiritual power.

It is the understanding of the rules of heaven and earth and the laws of magic.

Xiao Yan's memory of being at Huiren Mountain before was that it was just Gu Jian who had almost no understanding of the great ways of heaven and earth, and only had some understanding of the way of the sword.

Therefore, when the fruit of the Immortal Tree gave him power, he could not integrate it well with his own feelings.

He can only rely on the accumulation of spiritual power, which is only to improve his cultivation to the middle stage of the seventh level of heaven.

Xiao Yan can be said to be quite sorry for this.

But this was fate, and he had nothing to regret.

But Xiao Yan is completely different at this moment.

Since he has already broken through to the eighth level of Heaven Realm, as long as he conquers the laws of magic that he never had in his previous life, he can achieve the peak of the Eighth Level Heaven Realm in an instant.

And now, the reason why he did not use "backtracking" to restore his state to its peak was because he could more purely understand the laws of his own magic.

But before he could continue to realize it, he suddenly felt seven strange auras around him.

Xiao Yan frowned, Zhu Xie was suddenly called out from beside him and fell into his right hand.

However, he didn't wait for him to continue his action.

Suddenly I heard seven "Help——"

Xiao Yan: "..."

Xiao Yan shook his head and let out a long sigh. Suddenly, silver light flashed, evil-killing red light exploded in his hand, and quietly, seven sounds of corpses falling to the ground were heard in unison.

And at the moment when this sound sounded, "Crack--"

Only two crisp shattering sounds were heard.

The cultivation level in Xiao Yan's body suddenly increased by two major levels - reaching the peak of the eighth level of heaven!

Xiao Yan(*?▽?*)(?｀?Д??)!!: "!!!"

"Boom—"

"call--"

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the space at the second battlefield suddenly tore apart, and then two extremely powerful demonic energies scattered. Yao Lao and the slightly pale Master Zangtian fell next to Xiao Yan.

"medicine......"

"The pinnacle of the eighth level of heaven!!"

"The peak of eighth grade!!"

However, before Xiao Yan could ask about the situation, Yao Lao and Zangming Venerable were pulling Xiao Yan's body with expressions of surprise and looking around in disbelief.

This situation lasted for half a stick of incense before the two of them accepted it.

Then, he heard about the results of the second battlefield.

At the beginning, Zang Ming and Venerable Chi Yan were evenly matched.

However, Venerable Chi Yan's methods were ruthless and his explosive power was far superior to Zang Ming's, so Zang Ming was beaten back steadily.

But when Yao Wang, an old poisoner, joined in, the two of them cooperated and quickly gained the upper hand.

Finally, until just now, the two of them took advantage of the movement on Xiao Yan's side to launch a sneak attack.

Venerable Chiyan was seriously injured with one blow, and King Medicine even gave him a poison that he had just successfully developed.

Moreover, the King of Medicine said that the stuff was so strong that it could poison even the Venerable.

Zang Ming didn't believe it when he heard it, but Xiao Yan trembled after hearing it.

In his previous life, his father-in-law, Chu Jianghe, died from King Medicine's poison.

Although he has issued an order in this life that King Medicine's poison cannot be spread randomly.

But I have never heard of anything big coming out of him.

At first he thought this thing was gone because of his little butterfly.

But no matter what, after going round and round, this poison was developed by this old guy.

And also used it by others.

But time has its way, and this time, there is no need to worry about the hidden danger of Venerable Chiyan.

"Your Highness the Holy Son, what are your plans next?"

As the person in charge of Ye Wangchuan, Zang Ming has the qualification and obligation to inquire and care about Xiao Yan.

When Xiao Yan heard this, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.

"Did Uncle Zang ask it himself, or did Demon Lord ask it?"

"All."

"Oh? Then Uncle Zang, come closer."

After saying that, the two of them just got close...

Well.....Voice transmission!

Beside him, Yaowang Deng pricked up his ears and wanted to hear something but remained silent.

Silence may not be the Dune of today, but it must be the King of Medicine at this time.

"Ahem, why do you two want to get closer to each other?"

However, before Medicine King heard the answer, he saw two spaces split open, and then two figures in black clothes walked away through the air.

Yao Wang Tu (艹艹): “F*ck!!!!”

"You two had better not ask me for anything from now on!"

"Tear--"

But before he could finish his words, another sound of space tearing exploded.

Then, a pale-faced Zangming stepped out of the air, his face looking haggard.

Medicine-Tsundere-King, "Don't think about me treating you, little old man."

Hidden - Fainted - Ming: *%￥#@

Medicine King(?｀?Д??)!!: "Hey...hey! Don't touch the porcelain!!"