After Qianluo landed, he pointed to several rooms nearby and said, "Each of you choose a room to live in first and wait for me to call you."

After saying that, Qian Xian entered the main cave.

Ding Huan sighed, this bastard really wanted blood.

He laid down various poisonous laws without hesitation.

Now Ding Huan's Poison Law is no longer the single Poison Law before, there are all kinds of powerful Poison Laws.

Here he not only laid out the poison rules of the Bone Devouring Path and the Sinking Path, but also laid out some poisonous path rules that are obscure and difficult to discover.

Not only that, Ding Huan also placed spiritual marks on the other eight people.

As long as the body dies, this kind of mark will automatically disintegrate. Even though Qian is now in the realm of the Divine Lord, this guy's formation methods are not necessarily better than him.

Looking at the protective formation outside Qianlei Mountain, you can tell that this protective formation is only a third-level divine formation, and it is a relatively poor third-level defensive divine formation. "Why do I feel weird?" An outer disciple finally discovered that something was wrong.

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Logically speaking, after the outer disciples arrive, they must first go through various procedures.

However, after they arrived, the peak master threw them here and entered the main cave himself.

The other people started talking, this was indeed strange.

Ding Huan didn't stay here to talk nonsense, he entered the last room.

If this person chooses blood food, he must start from the first room.

If he guesses wrong, he can only blame his bad luck.

If he guessed correctly, then he wouldn't be able to save the other eight people.

After entering the house, Ding Huan did not make any move. Although he sat cross-legged on the futon, he frantically arranged various poisonous laws.

Before the first day had passed, Ding Huan's mind scanned the outer disciples in the first room and came out and walked into Qian's cave.

Ding Huan breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that his judgment was correct. Qian started calling from the first room.

In less than an hour, Ding Huan felt that his spiritual mark collapsed.

Ding Huan sighed inwardly. He has never joined a sect since he started practicing.

Even if you join a sect, you are creating a sect by yourself.

After arriving in the God Realm, he finally joined a sect, but ended up meeting a blood eater.

Does this mean that he has no connection with the sect?

The first day passed, and on the second day Ding Huan's mind swept over the disciples in the second room and entered Qian's cave.

Then the same hour passed, and the spiritual mark he had laid down disintegrated.

On the third and fourth days, two people entered every day.

On the fifth and sixth days, another person came in.

However, Ding Huan sensed from the Shen Dao Poison Law he had laid out that Qian was poisoned, and it was getting deeper and deeper.

Ding Huan sneered in his heart, how dare you call him for blood food?

On the seventh day, a voice came from Ding Huan's house: "Come in, I will teach you the Qing Lei method today."

Ding Huan stood up and thought to himself, this guy can't even find a good reason?

Entering Qian's cave, Ding Huan casually arranged some divine formation patterns outside.

The restrictions in Qiandong Mansion were open, and Ding Huan entered Qian's Cave Mansion without any hesitation.

As soon as Ding Huan entered, Qian locked the cave's restrictions.

In front of Qianqian sitting cross-legged, there is a futon, and around the futon is an Essence and Blood Devouring Divine Formation.

"Sit on the futon." Qian's voice was calm.

Ding Huan's eyes fell on Qian, who swallowed eight blood foods. Not only did this guy not get better, but his Tao Yun also became obscure. The fairy-like Taoist look before was gone, replaced by a look full of hostility.

A dying scene.

The poison of Shen Dao is really powerful.

Ding Huan raised his hand and threw out dozens of formation flags, then looked at Qian who was staring at him: "What do you mean you called me here?"

"You——" Qiandu looked at Ding Huan in disbelief.

Then he flew into a rage. Even if he was seriously injured and his Tao Yun was not smooth, he was still a divine king.

Hearing Ding Huan's arrogant words, he raised his hand and grabbed Ding Huan without hesitation.

Ding Huan's domain stretched out, and under the domain, the poison law instantly filled the entire space.

Qian, who was originally corrupted by the poison of Shen Dao and had problems with the Dao, at this moment, the poison law in his body is like a balloon filled with air.

Suddenly exploded.

The terrifying poisonous law not only eroded all his Dao charms in an instant, but also filled his sea of ​​consciousness, meridians and Dantian.

The Shen Dao poison and the Bone Devouring Dao erupted at the same time. Not to mention Qian's serious injuries, even if Qian had no injuries or even if his cultivation level was raised to another level, he still couldn't resist.

"Poof!" Thousands of dirty blood spurted out, and the skin turned gray-brown.

"The poison you gave-" Qian's voice trembled, as if he still couldn't believe that he would be poisoned by an outer disciple.

Although he was seriously injured, he seemed to be fine on the surface, but in fact his injuries were getting worse.

Otherwise, he would not ask Bo Ya to find blood food for him.

After he was poisoned, he always thought that it was contained in the injury, but he just didn't suppress it and it burst out recently.

Only now did I know that he had found the poison himself.

Ding Huan put his foot on Qian, kicked Qian away, and then said, "What do you think?"

"Let me go once, and I am willing to agree to all your requests." Qian's voice trembled, hiding a strong unwillingness.

"Appoint me as the steward of Qianlei Mountain, and ask the sect's inner deacon to take charge of this matter." Ding Huan said calmly.

Hearing that Ding Huan agreed to let the deacon of the sect come over, Qian was ecstatic. As long as the deacon in charge of this area from the inner sect came over, it meant that he would survive.

"Okay, I agree with you." Qian agreed with Ding Huan without hesitation.

In his heart, Ding Huan was already a dead person.

Ding Huan asked: "The inner deacon is here, do you know what to say?"

"I just said that my injury was too serious, and I hope you can become the steward of Qianlei Mountain. From now on, Qianlei Mountain will be handed over to you. You can even say that I have accepted you as a disciple."

Every word Qian spits out a mouthful of black blood.

In order to win Ding Huan's trust, he took the initiative to add some words to reassure Ding Huan.

Ding Huan snorted coldly: "The latter part is right, but the first sentence is wrong. You said you could die at any time, and you don't want Qianlei Mountain to lose its inheritance.

"Okay, I will tell you that I am seriously injured and may die at any time. I don't want Qianlei Mountain to have no inheritance. I will accept you as the successor of my mantle.

I hope Qianlei Mountain will flourish in your hands..."

How dare Qian disobey him at all?

Ding Huan pointed at the center of Qian's eyebrows: "I will plant something in your body. If you dare not say half a sentence according to what I just meant, you will die in an ugly way. Do you understand?"

"I know, I will definitely say what I just said." Qian's heart was filled with murderous intent.

He didn't believe that Ding Huan could restrict how he spoke when outsiders were here.

Ding Huan knew what this guy was thinking. If this guy could break the three thousand avenues of asking the mind, he would admit defeat.

"Do you know what my name is?"

"I have no idea."

"Your father Huan's surname is Ding and his name is Huan, do you remember it?"

"Remember."

Ding Huan took care of the scene, and when Qian lay on the bed, the blackness on his body had long disappeared.

Not to mention being poisoned, I can't even feel the poisonous breath now.

Qian couldn't see that his body had returned to its original state, he only knew that the poison in his body had not weakened much.

He believed that when the sect's deacon came over, he would immediately find out that he was poisoned.

The sect's deacon came very quickly, and he didn't come alone, there were two people.

Yuan Feng, the internal deacon, and an ordinary external disciple.

Ding Huan felt relieved when he saw these two people.

He was worried that a late-stage divine king might be able to see through his methods.

In the late stage of a god, he believes that the other party cannot see through his methods.

"Master Qianfeng, your injury-" The deity deacon saw Daoyun's weak Qian and immediately stepped forward to ask.

In fact, when Qian called him here, he was already mentally prepared.

If he hadn't been seriously injured and was about to die, how could Qian have called him, the internal affairs deacon in charge of funeral arrangements, to come over?

Ding Huan quickly said: "The Peak Master's injury has worsened, and I specially asked Deacon Yuan to come over and talk about something. Deacon Yuan, is there really nothing we can do about the Peak Master's injury? Where is the Sect Master? Can the Sect Master save the Peak Master?"

The tone of his voice was filled with reluctance, which made Yuan Feng feel that Ding Huan was eager for Qian to recover soon.

Yuan Feng sighed, how could he not know the extent of Qian Shan's injury?

It's just that he didn't know that Qian's injury would worsen to such an extent.

"The sect master is not in the sect now, and Qianfeng Master's injury has deteriorated too quickly." Yuan Feng's tone also sounded a little weak.

"Peak Master, if you have anything to say, just tell Deacon Yuan. I believe you will get better. When the sect master comes back, he will definitely help you heal." Ding Huan's eyes were a little red.

Qian was furious: "Deacon Yuan, hurry up——"

Qian just said a quick word, and a blood arrow spurted out, and he felt that his vitality was rapidly disappearing.

At this moment, Qian had a feeling that as long as he dared to say one wrong word, his life would disappear immediately.

At this moment, Qian's heart was filled with horror,

What method is this?

Isn't Ding Huan an ordinary outer disciple?

Why is there such a method? Even the sect leader probably doesn’t have this method, right?

"Peak Master, don't be anxious, Deacon Yuan is here, please speak slowly.

After you finish explaining, Deacon Yuan and I will send you to the Sect Healing Hall, the healing there will definitely be better than here."

Ding Huan quickly comforted him.

Qian's heart is now filled with fear.

He couldn't even speak according to his own will.

I can't stay here anymore, I must leave with Deacon Yuan.

"Deacon Yuan, my injuries are too serious, and I know that I will not die soon. I only hope that after I leave, the inheritance of Qian Lei Mountain can stay. I accepted Ding Huan as my disciple, and I only hope that Qian Lei Mountain will be in Ding Huan's hands in the future -

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Qian could only say this, and then blood arrows spurted out. He was horrified to find that his soul was also crazily disintegrating, and his vitality was disappearing faster.

At this moment, he finally understood that Ding Huan had no intention of letting him finish his words, let alone let him leave Qianlei Mountain.
Chapter completed!