Ancient Immortal Doctor Lin Caihan

Even if you think about it with your toes, you know that Zhao Yang can become a saint in the future, no matter how bad he is, he can become the top quasi-sage.

But now Zhao Yang was lost in the mouth of the monster.

This made them very sad.

"Things may not be as we imagined." Fairy Mingyue said with red eyes, "How can Zhao Yang fall so easily with his strength?"

Everyone was silent.

If Zhao Yang didn't fall, why did his points disappear suddenly?

Shouldn't the statistics continue?

Whoosh!

At this moment, a feathered arrow pierced the space and penetrated the body of a young girl.

The girl was nailed to a tree.

Blood was overflowing from her mouth and nose, and she was about to die.

"Enemy attack." Tianshu quickly warned.

In the next moment, their feet were covered by dense formation runes, and those formation rune cultures made shackles and locked their whole bodies.

"Array."

"We've been fucked."

"What should we do now?"

All the monks including Fairy Mingyue were trapped.

At this moment, more than a dozen figures came out from the darkness.

"Poisonous scorpions."

Seeing these dozen or so figures, Fairy Mingyue's face darkened.

The leader of the poisonous scorpion clan is a blood-clothed boy.

He licked his scarlet lips, "I didn't expect to catch all of you humans today."

"Do you think your formation can trap us?" Mingyue said as she was about to break the formation that imprisoned her, but the next moment she was shocked to find that her whole body was limp.

"We have already planted a colorless and odorless poisonous gas here, and you have already been recruited without knowing it." The blood-clothed boy laughed loudly.

Wan Hao looked at a disciple of Wan Lai Palace with an ugly expression, "As an alchemist, why are you on guard?"

The alchemist is responsible for alerting the other party if they have poisoned?

This is the alchemist's duty.

"I...I..." The alchemist hung his head in embarrassment.

This is his negligence.

"Actually, you can't blame him." The blood-clothed boy said lightly, "It's reasonable for him to be unable to detect the poison I personally administered."

Everyone was stunned.

The young patriarch of the poisonous scorpion clan is actually an alchemist?

Are you kidding me?

"Now I will give you two choices." The blood-clothed boy looked at the crowd jokingly and said, "First, you swear allegiance to me; second, I will kill you all."

"Let us be loyal? Don't even think about it." Tianshu refused without even thinking about it.

"Yes, who do you think you are?"

"Even if we die in battle, we cannot live on our knees."

Seeing the rejections from the human race one after another, a murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the blood-clothed boy, "If this is the case, then there is no need for you to live."

He waved.

More than a dozen monks from the poisonous scorpion clan rushed towards Mingyue and the others.

At the very moment, a scroll came through the air, and when the formation in the scroll was detained, the dozen or so monks of the poisonous scorpion clan were fixed in midair.

"Who?" The blood-clothed boy asked in surprise.

He didn't feel anyone approaching.

Just after his words fell, the second scroll was opened again, and dozens of thunderbolts gushed out from the scroll.

Click!

Click!

Click!

When the thunder fell on the poisonous scorpion monks, they fell without exception.

As for the blood-clothed boy, he was also severely injured.

His whole body was chopped to the ground, and he asked very weakly, "Who? Who is sneak attacking?"

At this time Zhu Ya came out from the dark.

When he saw Zhu Ya, he froze for a moment, "Aren't you Zhao Yang's personal maid?"

"Yes."

"Who gave you this scroll?"

"Son."

"I didn't expect Zhao Yang's formation to be so terrifying?" the blood-clothed boy said bitterly.

He calls himself a peerless genius.

But now he realizes that comparing himself with Zhao Yang is like comparing a single spark to Haoyue.

The difference between the two sides is too great.

Tianshu and Wanhao felt bad after seeing this scene.

what's the situation?

A scroll made by Zhao Yang wiped out the poisonous scorpion clan, and even killed the young patriarch of the poisonous scorpion clan.

In other words, Zhao Yang only needed one scroll to kill them.

Tianshu suddenly felt a little scared.

He had provoked Zhao Yang again and again before.

"Zhu Ya, where's your young master?" Ming Yue asked at this time.

"My son and I have been separated for a long time." Zhu Ya replied.

"How is your son doing now?"

"I don't know what happened to my son, but my son is fine."

"Why?"

"Why is it inconvenient for me to tell you, but I can tell you that my son is fine." Of course Zhu Ya would not tell Fairy Mingyue that Zhao Yang's god was lying in the Qiankun bag.

If Zhao Yang's true self falls, the guilt will also dissipate.

But now that God's shame is fine, so is Zhao Yang.

Mingyue couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"I'll help you protect the law, you should recover first." Zhu Ya then changed the subject.

Mingyue and the others are just the poison that makes the whole body paralyzed.

Just give them some time to recover.

Half a day later, everyone discharged the toxins from their bodies one after another.

"Zhu Ya, thank you very much this time." Mingyue and others came over to express their thanks to Zhu Ya.

"My son said that as humans, we should watch and help each other." Zhu Ya said lightly, "Since you have recovered, I should leave too."

"Zhu Ya, why don't you form a group with us?" Mingyue invited.

"I'm used to being alone." Zhu Ya turned around and left after speaking.

Looking at the back of Zhu Ya leaving, Tianshu suddenly said, "Zhu Ya's walking seems to be the way of assassination."

"Zhu Ya appeared nearby without even the young patriarch of the poisonous scorpion clan noticing. Zhu Ya is not easy." Wan Hao said this and walked towards the monks of the poisonous scorpion clan. It's also troublesome."

Although it is said that the poisonous scorpion tribe wanted to kill them, but let the poisonous scorpion tribe know that the poisonous scorpion tribe was killed by the human race, God knows what that person will do?

"There are not many days until the end, and everyone has to be more careful next time." Fairy Mingyue warned, "Everyone give me [-] points of energy."

Everyone's hearts were heavy.

If it wasn't for Zhu Ya today, they would all be wiped out.

This mistake must never be repeated a second time.

In the following time, the human race became more and more cautious. They did not go too deep into the depths of the jungle. It is true that they could encounter stronger monsters there, but this would also result in higher losses.

The three of Mingyue discussed it and decided to wander around.

Of course, the result of doing so is that there is no chance of a high-level spirit beast.

A month is coming to an end soon.

When the guardian announced that the assessment was over, everyone was teleported to the old man.

Most of these monks showed annoyance on their faces.

Originally, they thought that they could wait for [-] points, but they sadly found that it was too difficult.

The guardian glanced at them with a look of disappointment on his face.

"You guys disappoint me so much, the one with the highest points is only over 6000 points." The guardian said indifferently.