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

When Yang Jian got the garlic, his eyes, which had been in despair, suddenly brightened up.

This garlic was planted by a master, so it was naturally extraordinary. Moreover, the master said that this garlic can detoxify, so the effect must be amazing!

I don’t have to die!

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

Yang Jian said gratefully, and then he stuffed it into his mouth without even peeling it.

In an instant, an extremely pungent smell rushed straight to his head, making tears start to flow from his eyes.

The taste is indeed incomparable to other delicacies planted by the master.

The group of people from the Luotian League watched Yang Jian's life rapidly slip away with cold eyes, sneering in their hearts.

This kind of miasma poison is not good even for a half-step master, not to mention Yang Jian who is only a third-step supreme. It is estimated that there will be nothing left before the next round.

As for the garlic, they don't think it is of any use.

Yang Jian chewed the garlic. Although it tasted bad, the effect was amazing.

He only felt his whole body burning. His body, which had no strength just because of the poisoning, began to recover rapidly.

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

Then it rushed from the abdomen to the buttocks!

"No, I can't help it!"

"Detox, I'm going to detox!"

Yang Jian's face flushed red, and then he thrust his butt up suddenly, releasing everything.

"Boo-hoo"

As the fart sounded, Yang Jian's expression changed, and it was an expression that could not be described.

At the same time, his pale face was getting better.

But he didn't see that as the sound was emitted, a stream of rich green air gushed out from behind his butt, stirring up the entire miasma like a strong wind.

The smile on the face of the Wind Master suddenly froze, and he said in disbelief: "It actually...really came out!"

"What kind of magic medicine is that garlic, it can even come out of such a terrible poison."

"The origin of this group of people is too scary, not only do they have a treasure, but they also carry such a magic medicine with them!"

"Damn it, they are not dead yet."

Everyone was shocked.

However, the more shocking thing was still to come.

Because they watched with their eyes wide open, as Yang Jian farted, the group of green gas was like the wind, drifting backwards.

The young master of the Shinto Pavilion was standing two grids behind Yang Jian. When he saw this scene, he almost popped his eyes out, terrified.

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

He wanted to escape, but he couldn't get out of the range of that grid. In despair, he watched the gas enter his territory.

"Ouch, it stinks, this fart is too stinky!"

"And... this fart is poisonous!"

"I'm going to be killed by the stink, I'm going to be poisoned to death!"

"I won't accept it!"

The young master was in the green gas, his whole body twitching constantly, rolling his eyes, and roaring continuously.

"Young master!"

The deputy master of the Shinto Pavilion roared with concern, watching the young master's vitality disappear with his eyes wide open.

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

"Too weird, that group of people is too weird!"

"Too cruel, too cruel!"

Everyone was shocked and scared. They

were afraid of Yang Jian's fart.

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

The Fire Lord said solemnly: "We made a mistake again. The grade of that garlic cannot be rated at all. It can not only dissolve the poison in the body, but also turn it into poisonous farts to attack. It has both offensive and defensive capabilities. It is so extraordinary!"

The toy man said to Yang Jian: "Congratulations on completing the hiding task. You changed the game map with your farts, causing the original miasma to move back two squares. You can choose a magic weapon."

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

Yang Jian picked a small sword and accepted it happily.

The others were already used to it. Sure enough, they were finding ways to give them magic weapons.

How can it be fair?

The Wind Lord comforted: "Anyway, this time we were just a little bit away from success, which shows that our strategy is feasible. Everyone, keep up the good work, come on!"

The game continued.

The deputy leader of the Shinto Pavilion: He fell into the bone-melting pool and had to swim in it for three rounds before he could get out.

The great elder of the Dengxian Sect: He entered the forest of all beasts and was chased by two extremely ferocious beasts.

The Wind Lord: He entered the world-destroying gale and was baptized by the endless gale, with scales all over his body.

...

Just as the Wind Lord said.

Although this game is full of dangers, the strong men who are half-step masters can still deal with most of them. Although the encounters along the way made them quite wolves and beasts, they were not dead yet.

However, compared to their wolves and beasts, Nannan and others were much more comfortable. It was just like a trip, and they also received magic weapons as gifts.

Nannan: You came to a quiet valley, with birds singing and flowers blooming. Luckily, you found a natural treasure in the center of a pond.

Little Fox: You came to the Forest of Beasts. The monster kings there were all amazed by your beauty and were willing to give you all their magic weapons.

...

We went to the same place, but were treated completely differently.

However, Lord Feng and the others had already adapted to this unfair phenomenon, and they were not disturbed at all. They were only 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 the others.

As the game progressed.

There were only two half-step masters left alive in the Shinto Pavilion and the Dengxian Sect. Including the Lord Feng and the Lord Huo of the Luotian League, there were a total of six half-step masters who were still struggling.

However, the five little foxes were far ahead, especially the little foxes, who were about to reach the finish line.

They all had smiles on their faces. As long as they reached the finish line, they could get the fruit tree to bring to the master.

At this time, it was Lord Huo's turn.

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

In the end, the dice froze at three.

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

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

Exchange positions?

An excited smile suddenly appeared on the face of the Fire Lord.

He no longer expected to kill Nannan and the others in the game, but he could still disgust them.

What they want, he will not let them get it!

What's more, the first one to reach the end can choose any treasure, even he would be jealous.

God really helps me!

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

Swish!

The little fox, still at a loss, had already come from the front to the position of the Fire Lord.

The Fire Lord stood in the front and laughed: "You didn't expect that the final victory would belong to me!"