Turns Out I’m a Great Cultivator

(The previous chapter has been changed. Yang Jian took three steps back and entered the miasma)

Yang Jian got the garlic, and his already desperate eyes suddenly lit up.

This garlic was grown by an expert, so it is naturally extraordinary. Moreover, the expert said that this garlic can detoxify, so its effect must be amazing!

I don't have to die!

"Thank you Fairy Long'er for the garlic!"

Yang Jian spoke gratefully, and then stuffed it into his mouth without even peeling off the skin.

In an instant, the extremely pungent smell rushed straight to his forehead, causing tears to well up in his eyes.

The taste is indeed incomparable to other delicacies grown by experts.

The group of people from the Sky-plundering Alliance watched with cold eyes as Yang Jian's vitality quickly passed away, and secretly sneered in their hearts.

This kind of miasma poison, even a half-step master will not be easy in it, not to mention that Yang Jian can't reach the third step of supreme, and there will probably not even be any scum left until the next round.

As for the garlic, they didn't think it would be of any use.

Yang Jian chewed the garlic. Although it didn't taste good, the effect was amazing.

He only felt hot all over his body, and his body, which had just lost strength due to poisoning, began to recover quickly.

Moreover, the toxins in the body began to be driven away by garlic, suppressing them along the meridians, and finally reached the abdomen.

Then it starts from the abdomen and rushes towards the butt!

"No, I can't help it anymore!"

"Detox, I'm going to detox!"

Yang Jian's face turned red from holding back, and then he jerked his butt out, releasing everything.

"Bah-bah-bah-"

Along with the fart sound, Yang Jian's expression also changed. It was an indescribable expression.

At the same time, the pale complexion was getting better.

But he didn't see that as the sound came out, streams of rich green air spurted out from behind his butt, stirring the entire miasma like a strong wind.

The smile on the Wind Master's face suddenly froze, and he said in disbelief: "It's actually... really discharged!"

"What kind of magic medicine is garlic? It can even excrete such terrible poison."

"The origins of this group of people are too terrifying. Not only do they have treasures, but they also carry such magical medicine with them!"

"Damn it, this won't even kill you."

Everyone was shocked.

However, what was even more shocking was yet to come.

Because they watched helplessly as Yang Jian's fart came out, the green gas was drifting backwards like the wind.

The young pavilion master of the Shinto Pavilion was standing two squares behind Yang Jian. When he saw this scene, his eyes almost popped out of his head, and he was so frightened.

His eyes were splitting, and his voice was trembling, "No, don't come over!"

He wanted to escape, but he couldn't escape from that area at all. In despair, he watched the gas enter his territory.

"Ugh, it stinks, this fart stinks so much!"

"And...this fart is poisonous!"

"I'm going to be stunk to death, I'm going to be poisoned to death!"

"I'm not willing to give in!"

The Young Pavilion Master was in the green gas, his whole body was twitching, he was rolling his eyes, and he was roaring continuously.

"Young Pavilion Master!"

The deputy master of the Shinto Pavilion roared with concern, watching helplessly as the young master's vitality disappeared.

"No, the young pavilion master was killed by that guy's fart!"

"It's so evil, those people are so evil!"

"Cruel, too cruel!"

Everyone was shocked and frightened.

Afraid of Yang Jian's fart.

Fortunately, he was far enough away from Yang Jian, otherwise staying in that fart would definitely be uncomfortable even if he didn't die!

The fire master solemnly said: "We made a mistake again. The grade of garlic cannot be graded at all. Not only can it detoxify the poison on the body, but it can also turn it into a poisonous fart attack. It has both offense and defense. It's so extraordinary! "

The toy man said to Yang Jian: "Congratulations on completing the hidden mission. You used your fart to change the game map, causing the original miasma to move back two spaces. You can choose a magic weapon."

Then, ten more magic weapons floated on Yang Jian's head.

Yang Jian picked a small sword and accepted it happily.

Others have long been used to it, and as expected, they are trying different ways to give them magic weapons.

Where does fairness come from?

Wind Lord comforted him: "Anyway, we are only a little bit close to success this time, which shows that our strategy is feasible. Let's keep up the good work, everyone!"

The game continues.

Deputy Pavilion Master of Shinto Pavilion: Falling into the bone pool, you need to swim in it for three rounds before you can come out.

The Great Elder of the Dengxian Sect: Entered the Forest of Ten Thousand Beasts and faced the pursuit of two peerless ferocious beasts.

Wind Lord: He entered the world-destroying wind, was baptized by the endless wind, and was bruised all over his body.

…

Just like what the wind master said.

Although this game is full of dangers, the strong ones in the Half-Step Domination Realm can still deal with most of them. Although the encounters along the way have made them quite embarrassed and scarred, their lives have not been lost.

However, compared to their embarrassment, Nannan and others were much more comfortable. It was almost like traveling, and there were also magic weapons as gifts.

Nannan: I came to a quiet valley, where the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant. I was lucky enough to find a treasure that grew naturally in the center of the pond.

Little Fox: You came to the Forest of Ten Thousand Beasts. The demon kings here were amazed by your beauty and willingly gave you all their magic weapons.

…

When you go to the same place, you will be treated completely differently.

However, Fengzhu and others have long been accustomed to this unfair phenomenon. They have no fluctuations in their hearts and are looking for opportunities to target Nannan and the others.

However, none of them worked, and they were all resolved one by one by Nannan and others.

As the game progresses.

There are only two half-step masters left alive in Shendao Pavilion and Dengxian Sect. Counting the Wind Lord and Fire Lord of the Sky-plundering Alliance, there are a total of six half-step masters who are still struggling.

But the five little foxes are far ahead, especially the little fox, who is about to reach the finish line.

There were smiles on their faces. As long as they reached the end, they could get fruit trees to bring to the master.

At this time, it's the Fire Lord's turn.

He poured mana into the dice and prayed desperately in his heart.

Finally, the dice settled on three.

He took three steps forward and found himself standing in a formation.

Toyman: "You have triggered the movement formation, and you can designate a player to exchange positions with you."

Swap places?

An excited smile suddenly appeared on the Fire Lord's face.

He no longer expected to be able to kill Nannan's people in the game, but he could still make them sick.

Whatever they want, I won't let them get it!

What's more, the first one to reach the end can choose a treasure at will, which would make even him jealous.

God is really helping me!

Immediately, he looked at the little fox in the front and said, "I want to switch places with her!"

Uh-huh!

The little fox, still looking confused, had already arrived at the fire master's position from the front.

The Fire Lord stood at the front and laughed loudly: "I didn't expect that the final victory belongs to me!"