Nan Erming turned Xiao Zhan angrily and glanced at him, 'The fighting skills auction has been held several times. Have you ever seen high-level poison skills? Even high-level poison fighting skills are rare!"

'Not appearing does not mean there is no. Not appearing before does not mean it will not appear in the future.' Xiao Yan comforted Nan Erming. But the high-level is too broad, and it can be called high-level. Xiao Yan thought about it and asked, 'Is there any specific explanation in ancient books that what level of martial arts are needed to absorb the origin of the poison of the ten thousand poisonous spirit stones?"

Nan Erming said: 'The intermediate level of the world is barely enough. To completely absorb it, the advanced level of the world is needed."

Such high requirements?! This completely exceeded everyone's expectations, and everyone gasped. Everyone thought that it was almost the same as the world-class primary level, and the world-class intermediate level was enough. Who would have thought that it would take the world-class advanced cooperation to completely absorb it! After living in the Doudi Continent for so many years, everyone has never heard of the world-class advanced poison skills that are present. Even the world-class intermediate level is rare. After a flash in the pan, they don't know who they have fallen into the hands of.

However, Xiao Yan has abandoned the world-class intermediate level in his heart. If a peerless treasure like the Ten Thousand Poison Spirit Stone cannot be used to the greatest extent, wouldn’t it be wasted? Wouldn’t it be wasted? If there is really no world-class advanced poison skills, buy a world-class primary or intermediate level and ask Mr. Zhan to help transform and upgrade it. Xiao Yan was confident and said, ‘The ship will naturally be straight when it reaches the bridge, and there will always be solutions. Don’t stay here for a long time, let’s leave here first.”

Now that humanoid creatures are dead, it is hard to say whether the previous commotion in the distance will occur again. Xiao Yan does not want to be in unknown danger.

Everyone left the swamp and walked forward carefully, constantly visiting the surroundings, alerting to dangers that might come from all directions. Although the speed of moving forward with such caution would be much slower, it would be much safer.

Seven days passed in a blink of an eye. As they went deeper, the surrounding environment became more and more humid, gloomy and silent, making people feel uncomfortable in their hearts and their nerves became tense.

Suddenly, a faint low sound came from the gray sea of ​​fog, as if a ghost was crying. Xiao Yan quickly raised his ear and frowned and listened carefully, and then his face changed drastically.

The reminder of the storm also sounded in time: 'There is an enemy situation!'

At this moment, a black light and shadow like a feather arrow shot out from the sea of ​​fog. The storm swung his sword quickly and a few sparks splashed out under the sword grid.

So strong! Storm's arms were sore and numb. He leaned over and picked it up, and then everyone saw clearly that it was not a feather arrow, but a black feather as dark as ink.

‘Swish!”

Two more sounds sounded. Two black light and shadow roots and black feathers rolled up and gray mist shot towards everyone in two cyclones.

Xiao Yan hated this disgusting sneak attack the most. The Tianhuo Ancient Ruler immediately slashed out two fire waves and rolled down two black feathers, and instantly evaporated the fog in front of him.

The sneak attacker was exposed to everyone's eyes. It was a ball of black flame, and in the hazy, he could only vaguely see like a bird nearly two meters high.

The bird smiled strangely, and the flames spreading on its body began to squirm, and soon turned into a strong and burly man, wearing a black robe and a silver mask with a neck-protecting face, only revealing his ears, nose, mouth and a pair of thin-slit eyes.
Chapter completed!