Eternal Immortal King

Tang Ao didn't know these people. Of course, Tang Ao couldn't tell the truth, so he could only say half-truth. Only after Tang Ao finished speaking, Ximen Xiao burst into laughter: "You stinky child dare to come to coax the old man, a generation of ants who have nothing to do when they fall into the Forgotten Chuan River, can do nothing in less than a stick of incense. Wake up from the phantom flower poison, are you talking and laughing with the old man?"

Hearing what Ximen Xiao said, Tang Ao also remembered the illusion he had just experienced. Obviously those scenes just now were caused by the phantom flower poison. Tang Aohun glanced at it and found that there was a small black flower growing on the surrounding rock wall. Because this place was too dark, I couldn't see the existence of this small flower without careful observation.

After Tang Ao glanced carefully with his soul mind, Tang Ao was shocked to find that there were such small flowers in almost every place in this crypt. And the reason why these warriors are sitting on the ground with dignified expressions and adjusting their breaths is because they are fighting against the poison of this flower. Tang Ao felt it for a moment, and found that the poison of this flower was eroding his body all the time.

And after this toxin had gathered in the body, the few vitality in his body was continuously consumed by this toxin. As the vitality of his body passed, the speed of this toxin entering his body also slowed down. Tang Ao understood that this toxin has a strong target. The stronger the martial artist's cultivation base, the stronger the attack by the toxin, and the weaker the martial artist's cultivation base, the weaker the effect of the toxin.

Just when Tang Ao had such thoughts, Tang Ao suddenly felt his head dizzy again, and several vague figures appeared in front of him again. With the experience just now, Tang Ao immediately gathered the few vitality left in his body for a weekly rotation. As Tang Ao began to practice, a trace of vitality that was so thin that almost nothing was absorbed and refined by Tang Ao, and finally these refinements The vitality is offset by the flower poison, turning into nothingness.

Tang Ao's eyes became serious, this place was really a cruel prison for the warrior. Because this crypt is densely covered with such dark phantom flowers, warriors must practice all the time to resist this phantom flower poison. But after painstakingly absorbing and refining some vital energy, he would be transformed by the phantom flower poison in his body.

In this way, if the warriors in this place want to live, they must practice frequently. Some warriors with poor talents may even need to practice for a while to survive. Seeing Tang Ao's changing eyes, Ximen Xiao knew that Tang Ao mostly understood the mystery of this place. Ximen Xiao originally wanted to give Tang Ao some pointers, but now it seems unnecessary.

"You kid is not sincere. Now that you understand the mystery in the crypt, then you can go." Simon Xiao closed his eyes after he finished speaking, and he hesitated for a while and said, "If you are willing to tell the truth, old man You can stay on the site of Ximen's house at that time." Obviously, Ximen Xiao is still very interested in Tang Ao's escape from the phantom flower poison just now.

If Ximen Xiao said this before, Tang Ao naturally didn't know what Ximen Xiao said, but now Tang Ao understood it. This crypt is vast, and I don't know how many warriors have been imprisoned. And all the warriors here need to absorb and refine a large amount of heaven and earth vitality, and the place where the vitality is slightly stronger that day will naturally be occupied by people. Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and these words apply everywhere. Although Tang Ao's impression of Ximen Xiao was pretty good, Tang Ao had no plans to join the forces of Ximen Xiao yet. So Tang Ao got up and held a fist with Ximen Xiao, and then Tang Ao walked to a passage.