Parasitic Cultivator, I Know Everything

He took aim a little, held his breath, and then threw it violently!

The black light disappeared in a flash, and in the blink of an eye, it centered on the red heart, and then a deafening roar broke out!

Billowing black smoke billowed into the sky, and a strong and powerful evil wind was blowing towards his face. Wang Hao sniffed the heat wave, his eyes were half closed, and he took a half step back subconsciously.

A subtle intuition emerged from his heart, forcing Wang Hao to turn his head halfway at this moment.

In an instant, a black shadow jumped out of the thick fog, wiped it against his cheek, and finally sank straight into the tree trunk behind him.

Wang Hao turned his head halfway, and caught a glimpse of a thorn that was as long as the palm of his hand, but no more than the thickness of a little finger.

"...As expected of a cultivator, as expected, he still has spare energy."

Wang Hao already knows how much he can control his breath, which not only gives him an extraordinary concealment ability, but also brings another kind of ability—

The ability to perceive murderous intent.

"The intention is too sharp. Before I make a move, I can feel a little wrong..."

Wang Hao's eyes were half-squinted. He subconsciously wanted to continue to fill up his hands, but before he could 'load up', the sharp killing intent just now dissipated suddenly.

His thoughts moved slightly, he thought for a moment, and finally chose to distance himself.

After the black fog dissipated, Wang Hao could finally see what was going on inside—

The scene is now in a mess. As a few sacks that I carry with me, they have been blasted to pieces at this time, revealing the figures inside.

Wang Hao rolled his eyes, unable to see clearly, so he looked away temporarily.

After all, what deserves the most attention right now is the two poisoned Xiu... No, at this point.

There is only one left.

But seeing a man lying on the ground at this moment, he was lying on the ground, with one arm and half of his shoulders flying more than four meters away.

This man's body was charred all black, and he didn't look like he had any good skin. It was exactly the end that he was bombed.

If it was the previous dose, Wang Hao might not be able to guarantee the other party's condition... But now what he is carrying is a brand new version that can be strengthened.

In order to target the monks, the intensity of the explosives has been raised to another level.

Wang Hao even got rid of the adsorption-type substances that keep their properties stable!

This undoubtedly increases the danger of explosives by several levels. It is no exaggeration to say that if you are not careful... even Wang Hao himself will be blown to death.

"That's why I didn't dare to run too fast along the way, otherwise I would sway violently... I would die first."

Wang Hao approached, looked closely for a moment, and a subtitle appeared at this moment—

[Cultivator of Shuiyuege (from parasitism)]

[The cultivator from the original Xiaomengzhuang realized the truth about parasites in his body after entering the realm of foundation establishment. Through special methods, a special kind of 'root bone' is finally formed]

[The red leech originally resides between the back of the head, and the extracted root bone can be taken out by breaking the skull and taking it]

Seeing this information, Wang Hao's eyes narrowed slightly.

Just through this simple piece of information, he has realized the complexity of the problem.

Shuiyue Pavilion, the base-building cultivator, realized the truth of the parasite, and has already completed the stripping procedures.

No matter what kind of information it is here, it is worth Wang Hao's in-depth study.

It was only now that he was slightly relieved.

This day and night, Wang Hao did not suffer in vain!

"Cough cough..."

Not far away, a **** cough entered his ear, causing Wang Hao to turn his head and look at the figure who was sitting by the tree, now half of his scalp was missing.

Most of the black robe on his body has been shattered, revealing the red and black flesh inside. At this moment, it seems that he only has the strength to open his mouth.

And his right hand is still in a forward-stretched position, and there are still a few deep marks on the fingertips, which is obviously a manifestation of the force he has just exerted.

Is it the flying thorn he threw?

The two sides looked at each other at this moment, as if it was a judgment.

There is a strange poison here, and it's hard to even breathe. On the other hand, the other party was in perfect condition, with the appearance of a Zhizhu in his hand.

Even the aura of this person didn't leak out, so An Luyang couldn't judge the strength of the other party at all.

There was two more sadness in this man's eyes, and he grinned into a smile that was even ugly when he cried, and then closed his eyes.

The matter has come to this point, when the dust has settled. Kill or cut, as you like...

When Wang Hao saw this appearance, he could not help but frown slightly.

This man doesn't seem to be afraid of death...

The more conventional means of interrogation are somewhat unusable.

But for now, at least you have to leave a living speech, so that you can ask some important information.

Wang Hao doesn't need two dead people... at least not now.

Thinking of this, his thoughts floated, and finally he stepped forward quickly. He didn't pay much attention to it, he sat directly on the ground facing the man more than ten meters away, and said.

"I'll only say three things. First... I can let you go."

The other party didn't move at all.

"Secondly, I just want to know something related to the incarnation of the demon. You can make it clear, and I'll just listen to it."

This man seemed to be dead, and even his chest rose and fell gently.

"Third, I have special antidote."

As soon as those words came out, time seemed to freeze for a moment. After about two breaths, the man slowly opened his eyes and grinned his cracked lips.

"How can I believe you..."

Seeing the fish take the bait, Wang Hao's heart suddenly relaxed slightly. Since there is still a desire to survive, it is easy to say what happens later.

He reached into his pocket, and after fumbling for a while, he took out a wooden gourd.

He took out a muddy yellow medicinal pill from it. Wang Hao stretched out his hand and threw it into the opponent's arms.

"If you believe me, you will understand after taking this medicine."

Anlu Yang was dubious, and after weighing it, he finally swallowed it.

It's amazing to say that this medicinal pill soon turned into a crisp heat and spread.

The wound on his body is still burning hot, but the ulceration in his mouth doesn't hurt at all now!

Is there such a rare medicinal pill? !

He widened his eyes in surprise.

Not far away, Wang Hao saw the other party's reaction, but he was not surprised at all. He put away the gourd and muttered inwardly.

Feeling better?

of course…

This is a powerful anesthetic, it melts when you put it in water. This person's pain now is as exaggerated as the inflammation of the pulp.

At this time, I'll give you a painkiller. Can you feel uncomfortable after taking this?

An Luyang somewhat believed Wang Hao's words at this moment. He opened his festering mouth, tried to take two deep breaths, and finally choked out two sentences.

"You, how did you keep up? What purpose, why did you poison us?"