The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 567 The ancestor of all poisons, died of poisoning?

Chapter 567 The ancestor of all poisons, died of poisoning?
The mask was only an inch away, and the movements of the woman in white stopped abruptly.

Her eyes were full of astonishment, she stared at the hand holding her wrist in disbelief, her gaze followed the hand to its owner, "You..."

"Why do you still have the strength!?"

"No! You should fall to the ground like a disgusting earthworm!"

Feng Canglan's hand holding his wrist kept tightening, and the bloody aura emanating from his body, as if he had just crawled out of a pool of blood, made people frightened.

The woman's eyes turned hard, and she laughed wildly, "Hahaha, you still dare to touch me!"

"How dare you touch me!?"

After the laughter stopped, she watched Feng Canglan's mouth crack, "Should I say you are ignorant or innocent?"

"You are really powerful. You didn't fall down when you touched the corpse puppet, and you still have the strength to hold my hand."

"But...you shouldn't, you shouldn't, you shouldn't touch me."

"The landlord—"

The faces of the men in black were pale, and they roared anxiously, looking at the figure in the black brocade robe, their pupils were filled with despair.

The landlord is also recruited!

The landlord has also been recruited, so the Qiongcang Tower cannot escape the door!
"Hahaha!" The woman laughed twice, her eyes focused on Feng Canglan's hand pinching her wrist, the corners of her lips curled up into a brilliant arc, "I forgot to introduce myself."

"I am Chengyue."

Quiet, everything is quiet.

The pupils of the man in black lying on the ground trembled, and he said with trembling lips, "Cheng...Chengyue?"

"Chengyue, known as the ancestor of all poisons!?"

"Impossible!" The man in black exclaimed, "Chengyue, the ancestor of all poisons, appeared hundreds of years ago!"

"Absolutely impossible! It's a young woman!"

Feng Canglan's pupils darkened, focusing on the face of the person in front of him.

Chengyue, the ancestor of all poisons, became famous in Shangluo Continent a hundred years ago.

Then there was a sudden silence, and there was no more news.

This is recorded in ancient books.

Chengyue is a person from a hundred years ago, even if he lives to this day, he should be more than 100 years old!

The woman in front of her looked like she was only in her twenties, and she called herself Chengyue.

Either imposter!

Or...he has practiced some beauty-retaining skills.

"Hahaha." The woman laughed loudly, and suddenly shot her gaze at the speaker, "I'd have forgotten if you didn't tell me, I'm already over a hundred years old."

The speaker's eyes widened, unable to speak in shock.

"Why should I be reminded, I am already over a hundred years old!"

"You really are! Damn—"

Cheng Yue waved her hand, and a wind with a strange fragrance swept away.

The pupils of several people were dilated, and they were seriously injured and poisoned. They couldn't move at all, and could only watch the air blade attack.

From hope at the beginning to complete despair now!
The landlord has been poisoned and has been unable to recover.

Several people seemed to have accepted the arrangement of fate, closed their eyes to accept death, and waited for death.

"boom--"

There was a loud bang.

The few people who closed their eyes opened their eyes when they heard the sound, and saw the surrounding mud splashing, withered leaves falling, and their eyes were blurred and they couldn't see the situation clearly.

He could only vaguely see a standing black figure in front of him.

The splashed mud fell, and the sight became clear.

The person in front of him stood with his hands behind his back, his clothes fluttering, and he stood proudly between the heaven and the earth.

Just a back view gives people a great sense of security.

Feng Canglan patted the dust on his shoulders with his upright hands, and opened his eyes to look at the person opposite.

Chengyue's bright smile no longer existed, she stared at Feng Canglan in astonishment, "You..."

"How do you still have internal strength!"

After being poisoned by the Yin Corpse Puppet and touching her again, how could he still have internal strength!

"You touched me! Why did you touch me..."

Feng Canglan's crimson eyes were full of evil spirit, and a cold light appeared on the icy mask, "Can't you touch it?"

She slowly raised the hand that touched the Yin Corpse Puppet and Chengyue, everything was normal and there was no sign of poisoning.

Seeing this scene, Cheng Yue took two steps back with a pale face, "You...you, you..."

"The ancestor of all poisons is indeed good." Poison is useless to her.

The blood on her face faded inch by inch, Cheng Yue turned around sharply, flew away on tiptoe, and fled here.

The red lips under Feng Canglan's mask evoked a ghostly and bloodthirsty smile, "Qingcang Tower is not a place where you can come and go whenever you want."

Voices from all directions approached Chengyue who was fleeing with shocking internal force.

She had just soared into the sky, but fell straight down like a vulture with broken wings.

"boom!"

Cheng Yue fell to the ground, a mouthful of blood spewed out, her intuition was rampant, and her eyes were flickering with panic.

Feng Canglan strode away, stopped at Chengyue's feet and stared down.

After a pause for a moment, she suddenly leaned over, "You really think that the Qiongcang Tower is all trash?"

Ling Lie's voice was icy cold, and Cheng Yue's unbelievable pupils flashed a panic, and she screamed, "Impossible!"

"Why are you okay!"

"How can you be fine!"

"You can save this question and ask Hades."

She chuckled softly, turned and left.

Cheng Yue's flustered pupils suddenly froze, killing intent suddenly appeared in her eyes!
The few people watching here shouted anxiously, "The host is careful—"

Cheng Yue laughed wildly, poisonous mist filled the surroundings.

Both hands contrived to gather the poisonous mist in the palms, "Go to hell! Go to hell!"

"Ha ha ha ha--"

Presumptuous laughter floated in the mountains, but Feng Canglan walked straight forward, as if he didn't hear the reminder and Chengyue's laughter.

Under the cold mask, there was a creepy smile in the pupils covered with spider silk.

"what!"

"what--"

suddenly!

The maniacal laughter turned into a horrific roar, which made everyone's scalp tingle.

Several people with terrified faces looked at the source of the sound, only to see Chengyue was wrapped in poisonous mist, struggling crazily inside.

The tragic voice became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared completely.

The black poisonous mist dissipated, Cheng Yue lay on the ground covered in black, and the black veins could be clearly seen on his face.

The fragile skin degenerated into wrinkles all over the face, and all the black hair turned white.

It's just a centenarian with a haggard face.

Several people's expressions changed drastically, and they said tremblingly, "She..."

"She... died?"

"Death from poisoning." Yin, who had been silent all this time, spoke slowly, focusing on the old corpse.

"Being...poisoned to death?"

Several people were shocked and couldn't believe it.

The ancestor of all poisons, Chengyue!
Died of poisoning?

What a joke! ?

"Yes." Yin Shen nodded, focusing his gaze from the withered corpse to the masked man in a black brocade robe walking towards him.

Chengyue is good at poison, her internal strength is not good, it can even be said to be poor.

The Holy Monarch Qiongcang approached just now, and without disturbing Chengyue, he did something silently and sealed an acupoint.

It is certain that Chengyue will struggle to the death and fight against trapped beasts, as long as she mobilizes her internal strength.

The internal force of the whole body will be released slowly, just like an inflated ball being deflated slowly.

In the end, the internal force was completely vented and could not separate the poisonous mist and resist the poisonous gas.

Let the ancestor of all poisons die from the most expert poison.

This is a demonstration, and it is also a warning to the mastermind behind Chengyue.

He—the Holy King of the Sky, is here!

(End of this chapter)

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