The old monk's last words made Chen Feng stunned, and Chen Feng asked, "What is this?"

The old monk showed an unpredictable smile: "This is the strange poison that the poor monk collected when he walked the rivers and lakes back then!"

"How can this be drunk?" Chen Feng was taken aback. Even if they are not people in the rivers and lakes, most of them have said that they have a reputation for dispersing. This kind of poison is made by collecting thousands of kinds of strange poisons, and it is extremely violent, ranking among the top three in the list of strange poisons in the rivers and lakes! Ordinary people drink it, and they will die directly with their intestines broken, and their bodies will be placed in the hot summer, and even flies will not dare to approach, and if they are stored for ten years, there will be no grass growing for dozens of miles in the vicinity, which is very terrifying!

Although Chen Feng possessed the Secret Twist of Poison Dispelling, it did not mean that he had reached the state of being invincible to all poisons, it was just that his ability to resist toxins was stronger than that of ordinary secret people.

The old monk said: "Although this is vicious, the damage to the secret is not as terrible as the legend! Besides, if you want to become strong quickly, the donor can only take this shortcut." If you just want to be a mediocre person, the poor monk will not force the donor! Although this is a mundane thing, the few poisons in it are also difficult to find in the secret world. In order to get such a large bottle of poison, I also spent a lot of time and secret stones, and now I use it for the donor in vain, what is the donor hesitating about?"

At this time, the impact of the old monk's secret power had already caused Chen Feng great pain, making Chen Feng almost unstable on his feet. Due to the ferocity of the secret power, the amount of secret power carried by Chen Feng's body has always been relatively low, so under the high load, part of Chen Feng's skin has been torn out of the blood groove, and drops of blood continue to drip down. However, since Chen Feng's body was full of secret power at this time, these secret powers would repair Chen Feng's wounds in time, waiting for the wound to appear again. Therefore, Chen Feng endured great torture in this cycle. In normal times, the secret power circulates in the body, and the whole body is free and comfortable, but at this time, it is almost the deepest pain in the world! Especially Chen Feng's dantian, eyebrows, feet, temples and other important parts, at first it was like a needle pricking pain, but later it turned into a big hammer beating there! In order to resist this pain, Chen Feng's lower lip was bitten off, which was shocking and palpitating!

Of course, Chen Feng did not have pain all over his body, and there was an exception, that is, Chen Feng's chest. Since condensing the cyan heart and lungs, Chen Feng's chest position has become extremely powerful. Before, the giant man's fists couldn't hurt it, but now the old monk's secret power still can't make it feel uncomfortable. Chen Feng couldn't guess what the bottom line of the cyan heart and lungs was. But no matter what, the safety of the chest area still made Chen Feng grit his teeth and persevere.

Chen Feng looked at the pull-out and couldn't help but think of the scene when he took the first-line soup of life and death. At that time, although Chen Feng was very painful, and even died for the rest of his life, after surviving it, Chen Feng had his first secret whirlpool. Sometimes, the pain and the gain are often proportional. Thinking of this, Chen Feng finally met the old monk's gaze, and after nodding, without the slightest hesitation, he raised his head and drank the lead! At this moment, there was a trace of fear in Chen Feng's eyes, but more of it was tenacity and determination!

At this time, even the always serious old monk nodded with satisfaction to Chen Feng.

As soon as he took his mouth, the potion as thick as glue juice seemed to have spirituality, and it directly drilled into Chen Feng's abdomen. Although the poison dispelling secret xuan reacted immediately, absorbing and decomposing some of the toxins, Chen Feng still felt that his throat was directly ulcerated, emitting a corrupt poisonous gas. However, the abundant secret power quickly healed such a serious injury. Subsequently, it was Chen Feng's stomach and intestines that rotted, and the pain of tearing was manifested. Chen Feng finally couldn't stand anymore, fell to the ground, and convulsed. Sweat fell from his forehead like rain, drenching the ground nearby. The white jade gopher was still running around Chen Feng with a faint colorful light, extremely lively, and formed a picture of hell and heaven with the miserable Chen Feng.

When the old monk saw Chen Feng fall to the ground, he also sat cross-legged on the ground, and did not shrink the input of secret power because of Chen Feng's pain. Dredging the meridians for a secret disciple like Chen Feng is not a very hard thing for a master like an old monk, so his expression is still very relaxed.

However, there were several times during this period, and the old monk frowned. The old monk found that several meridians in Chen Feng's body, especially on his chest, were wrapped in a mysterious energy, and he couldn't see through the situation, but the secret power of the old monk could pass through unimpeded. The old monk thought about it for a long time, but couldn't think of a reason, he tried several secret techniques to detect it, but to no avail, and in the end it could only be attributed to Chen Feng's physique being a little special, or Chen Feng had taken some special secret medicine or something. There are all kinds of strange things in the secret world, and it is reasonable for such strangeness to appear. If the old monk knew the secret of Chen Feng's body, it is estimated that he would not be so calm.

Waiting for Chen Feng to be tormented by the impact of the pull and the impact of the secret power, the old monk nodded and said, "Attention, it's the best time, I want to increase the input of the secret power, and your meridians will be opened soon!"

At this time, Chen Feng's mind presented a different scene. It was as if he saw himself lying at the bottom of some abyss, where there was sludge that had rotted for thousands of years, and all kinds of poisonous insects, poisonous weeds, and poisonous miasma surrounded him, watching on him, and then gnawing at him. The rotting mire around it was shaped like hot porridge, and it was constantly gurgling and bubbling with blue and red gas, corroding his skin and revealing his bones. The black mud liquid emitting a thick stench and filth also instantly poured into Chen Feng's mouth and nose.

Chen Feng's pupils gradually dilated, and another shadow of Chen Feng appeared. This Chen Feng's whole body was composed of black shadows, with an evil face, and he kept saying in Chen Feng's ear: "Go to sleep, go to sleep! Since you can't bear it, don't bear it, just sleep forever!"

In normal times, in the face of such a situation, Chen Feng might really give up and choose to stay away from pain. However, the opportunity was scattered in Chen Feng's stomach and kept tossing, but it made Chen Feng stay a little sober.

How many times has Chen Feng faced death, how could he give up lightly? But right now, Chen Feng didn't have the ability to lift his spirits. Under the forcible impact of the old monk, Chen Feng was already exhausted. Therefore, Chen Feng has been struggling to support himself in a half-dead situation.

The old monk saw that Chen Feng didn't react for a long time, and he didn't pay attention to it at first, but later found that a cloud of black gas appeared on Chen Feng's forehead, so he suddenly realized it, and couldn't help sighing: "The secret nightmare?