The Dragon from Hell

As the purple dusk gradually spread, the entire Wolong Villa was shrouded in it.

Except for the people from Yaowang Valley, almost all the people who accompanied them had a pill under their tongues. Some of them who were not in good physical condition had to wear gas masks even if they held the pills.

The people from Yaowang Valley had nothing, as if they had long been accustomed to it.

Looking at the seemingly empty villa, Miao Han gave an order: "Go in and find someone!"

Two old men were blessing outside, and Miao Han rushed into Wolong Villa with more than 40 people.

Unexpectedly, not only was there no one guarding the Wolong Villa nearby, but even the gate was open. It was not locked at all, and it opened with a slight pull.

Even if Miao Han was impulsive, he knew that he needed to be careful when breaking into someone else's territory.

So after entering the gate of Wolong Villa, he became cautious instead, and asked everyone to slow down.

When they entered the main courtyard of Wolong Villa, they finally saw someone.

"Du Bangyan."

Looking at the middle-aged man standing in front of the main entrance of the villa, Miao Han uttered a name.

Lin Lin naturally has information about Panlong Hall, especially the backbones like Han Qiu Sheng and Du Bangyan, whose resumes have been investigated clearly.

Du Bangyan injured his leg in the civil war ten years ago. Not only did his power decrease greatly, but one leg was completely disabled. He is still at the peak of the Xuan realm. Unlike Han Qiu Sheng, it is said that he has half a foot in the earth realm.

They are not geniuses. It is very good to have reached this point in ten years.

Han Qiu Sheng was less than 30 years old during the civil war. Now he has entered the earth realm before 40 years old. This is the progress of ordinary warriors.

They are even fast, after all, there are so many resources and time to provide them with cultivation and improvement.

It is precisely because the road to cultivation is difficult that people like Qin Feng, Xuanyuan Feng, Xu Mofang and others are called geniuses, or even geniuses among geniuses.

Du Bangyan held a cane in his hand to support his body, and a cigarette in his other hand.

Someone came in, but he didn't even bother to raise his head: "Do you know why Wolong Villa is called Wolong Villa?"

He said this for no reason, which made Miao Han stunned: "Why?"

Du Bangyan exhaled a puff of smoke: "Because this is a den of dragons and tigers, and those who come uninvited are enemies. Are you ready?"

Finding that he was provoking him, Miao Han snorted coldly: "I think it's not me who should be ready."

As he said that, he glanced at the purple dusk that had spread to the interior of Wolong Villa.

"Is this the poisonous miasma of Medicine King Valley? It's quite interesting." Without waiting for Miao Han to speak, Du Bangyan spoke up: "Being able to refine the poisonous miasma of the hometown into a special incense, and then use the secret technique of Medicine King Valley to stimulate it, not only tests the skill of refining medicine, but also tests the internal strength of stimulating it... It seems that Medicine King Valley is not only focused on making medicine, but also has some attainments in martial arts. No wonder you dared to bring dozens of people to break into Wolong Villa."

Originally, before Du Bangyan spoke, Miao Han was still very confident.

The poisonous miasma of Medicine King Valley is not something that ordinary people can deal with. Even if it is a warrior in the Xuan realm, it is difficult to resist the invasion of poisonous miasma without the secret elixir of Medicine King Valley.

And after the poisonous miasma enters the body, the poisoned person will soon be poisoned, and purple spots of different sizes will grow all over the body, and then these spots will begin to fester in the same place.

It was like being infected with high concentration of sulfuric acid, corroding the body little by little from the spots until even the bones turned into a pool of thick water.

But after Du Bangyan's voice fell, Miao Han's face changed slightly.

It stands to reason that with the mysteriousness of Yaowang Valley, the information about the poisonous miasma should not be known to others. How could Du Bangyan know it?

"Are you curious about how I know it?"

Du Bangyan smoked expressionlessly and looked at Miao Han and said, "Then aren't you curious why Wolong Villa changed its usual strict security today and opened the door to welcome guests?"

Before Miao Han asked, a disciple next to him suddenly opened his eyes, turned his head and whispered to Miao Han: "Young Master, the poisonous fog has covered it, but he seems to be fine?"

At this time, Miao Han noticed that the poisonous fog had already enveloped Wolong Villa, and the air was filled with a faint purple color. Even he could smell the unique smell from the poisonous fog.

But Du Bangyan, who was standing in front of them, did not use any breath-holding method, but stood in front of them unscathed, and even had the mind to smoke.

"What's going on?" Miao Han was a little surprised.

After all, he had read Du Bangyan's information. The other party had not reached the earth realm, and it was impossible for him to resist the poisonous fog without using any breath-holding method. Even if he used the breath-holding method, it would be impossible.No effect.

And a clever-looking disciple hurriedly said: "Young Master, why do I feel something is wrong? There is no one around Wolong Villa, as if... they are specifically guarding against us!"

Miao Han didn't think much about it at first, but the next second, he smelled a faint fragrance in front of his nose.

This faint fragrance actually penetrated the poisonous fog of Yaowang Valley directly, and even made Miao Han feel refreshed after smelling the fragrance.

It was like taking a sip of cold mint water in the hot weather, and a coolness went straight from the throat to the stomach.

And a middle-aged man in his forties next to him suddenly opened his eyes wide after smelling this smell: "Qingyuexiang from the Ancient Medical School!"

After the voice fell, An Jiuxiao came out from the back of the villa with an expressionless face, holding an incense burner in his hand.

A long silver-white incense was inserted in the incense burner, and the smoke was curling, and the purple poisonous fog was all dispelled wherever it passed!

Miao Han knew of An Jiuxiao's existence, and he was also on guard against him, the only descendant of the ancient medical school.

But at this time, shouldn't An Jiuxiao be with Qin Feng? Why is he here?

Moreover, it takes a certain amount of time for Qingyuexiang to spread. Du Bangyan dared to stand in the poisonous fog without any defense, which means that he was well prepared.

In connection with the words of the previous disciple, Miao Han finally reacted from his impulse: "You have known my identity for a long time!"

An Jiuxiao walked to Du Bangyan, put the incense burner on the ground, and cast a cold gaze on him: "I not only know your identity, but also know it a long time ago. Come back. Wolong Villa is open to welcome guests, close the door... beat the dog!"

As his voice fell, the door that was originally open suddenly closed automatically.

With a loud bang, more than 40 people including Miao Han were directly blocked in place.

At the same time, 20 to 30 heads turned over on the walls on all sides, each holding a gun in his hand.

Miao Han's face was gloomy, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Luring into a trap..."