Peerless Pill God

He hurriedly closed the pottery jar. The blood energy that gushed out from the volcanic and the blood light that shot into the sky instantly disappeared without a trace.    

Qin Sheng's eyes flickered with excitement as he said, "It really is the Mythosaurus's true blood. "    

"Since it's a true blood, then I'll have to ask you to help me get rid of the poison as soon as possible. "    

Teng Yan lowered his head in a submissive manner. He almost knelt down and begged Qin Sheng to get rid of the poison.    

Teng Yan felt that the condition of the body was getting worse and worse, and his eyelids were about to close. If it wasn't for his eight meridians and incredible willpower, he would have closed his eyes a long time ago.    

They didn't dare close their eyes. Once they closed their eyes, they might die.    

With a thought, Qin Sheng stored the Mystical Mystical Mystical Earth Dragon Blood into the ring. He coldly glanced at Teng Yan and his three brothers. These three people had malicious intentions. They had colluded with Zhao Qingcang, that dirty thing, and wanted to kill him over and over again.    

Furthermore, they were not willing to use the Mystical Mystical Mystical Earth Dragon Blood as an antidote to take revenge. It seemed like their intentions were that once Qin Sheng finished helping them remove the poison, they would definitely turn hostile and snatch back the Mystical Mystical Mystical Earth Dragon Blood.    

In fact, they would even beat Qin Sheng up. At that time, Qin Sheng would either be seriously injured or die!    

"Since you all are heartless, don't blame me for being unjust. "    

Qin Sheng said with a fake smile, "Wait a moment, I will prepare a tool to cure the poison. "    

Qin Sheng took out a series of tools to cure the poison in front of many eyes.    

A Black Iron wolf-tooth club that was as thick as an adult's thigh. Obviously, it had been around for a long time. It was rusty, and there were occasionally some sharp spikes that flickered with a sharp light.    

A nine knots whip that was several dozen feet long was also an antique weapon. It was just that it was wrapped in oil-paper. There was not the slightest bit of rust on it, and it was incomparably sharp.    

A giant heavy axe was actually sharp. However, its mouth had turned upside down. It was just that this axe was terrifyingly big, it was actually the size of an adult.    

These things were all picked up by him when he left the Wasteland a few days ago.    

Teng Yan looked at these so-called detoxification tools and could not help but roll his eyes. He had an inexplicable fear in his heart, and an ominous expression emerged on his face.    

"It's done. " Qin Sheng grinned and said. He tried his best to squeeze out a gentle smile. "I have prepared the tools to cure the poison. The process of detoxifying the poison might be slightly painful later. Don't move, or it will affect the effect of the detoxification. "    

Teng Yan and his three brothers spat out a mouthful of black blood when he heard that. They were so scared that they were about to die.    

"This is your detoxification tool?" Teng Yan looked terrified.    

They were Wolf Fangs, nine knots whips, and giant battle-axs. Were these tools that could cure poisons?    

He seemed to be joking.    

These were all weapons that could be used to kill.    

Even though Teng Yan did not have the talent to concoct medicine or concoct pills. But they always knew one thing!    

How could he possibly use these killing weapons to detoxify the poison?    

If Qin Sheng took out a large lump of black medicine plasters, extremely unpleasant Talisman Waters, or even a few terrifying poisonous bugs, Teng Yan and the others would feel that it was somewhat reliable.    

But what Qin Sheng took out was a heavy weapon that could kill.    

Many people in the audience were also deeply shocked. They stared at Qin Sheng in disbelief, who was trying hard to squeeze out a tiny bit of a 'gentle' smile.    

However, in the eyes of Teng Yan and the others, Qin Sheng's smile was not gentle at all. Instead, it looked more like the strange sneer of a death god.    

"Originally, I had a hundred ways to help you detoxify the poison. You can take some medicine or sleep comfortably and recover. But since you, evil tyrant, have set your sights on me. Then don't blame me for being impolite. "    

Qin Sheng waved the spiked club in his hand, producing a sharp and piercing sound.