I Can Extract Attributes

In the next few days, Tang Yongye will refine all the attribute power extracted from Li Cangsheng and Liu Changtian.

The perception of "Sword One" is even more.

On this day, the people from the mission hall came to Tang Yongye's courtyard.

"Tang Yongye, the half-year protection period for the disciples of the inner sect has expired. You must perform the sect mission. This is a Grade B mission. The difficulty of the mission is comprehensively assessed based on your performance in the past half year."

The man in the mission hall handed over the mission book to Tang Yongye.

"Second-level mission: The tragic death of the owner of the North Wind Villa, 'Huang Qiu', a subsidiary of the Spirit Sword Sect Spirit Sword Sect is majestic."

Tang Yongye frowned slightly, having no idea about this task level.

I don't know what the difficulty of the B-level task is.

Under the leadership of the man, Tang Yongye came to the Neizong Spirit Beast Garden.

The monsters raised in the Inner Sect Spirit Beast Garden are far more powerful than those in the Outer Sect Spirit Beast Garden.

There are even many monsters at the martial arts level.

The man brought Tang Yongye to a spirit beast shed, where four people were already waiting.

Three men and one woman.

When the leading man saw Tang Yongye, a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

Although Yang Yong concealed it well, he was still captured by Tang Yongye.

"Tang Yongye, this is Yang Yong, the leader of this mission."

Hearing this, Tang Yongye couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

"It's actually him!"

Yang Yong, the ninth in the elite list, the eighth level of martial arts.

And Yang Yong is also a disciple of Minghu Peak.

No wonder this Yang Yong is hostile to himself.

As for the other three, their strength is not weak, two martial masters are fifth-level, and one martial artist is fourth-level.

All are based on Yang Yong's lead.

"It's actually this waste boy, it's really bad luck."

"What did the mission hall think, actually handing a Grade B mission to this kid."

The only woman among the three said, "I heard that this kid is not weak."

"You're not weak, a waste of eighth-level talent, how can he be strong no matter how he is not weak?" The two of them looked down on Tang Yongye with contempt.

Yang Yong smiled mysteriously, as if he had expected this.

He walked forward slowly, held his head high, looked down on Tang Yongye, and said:

"Boy, as the team leader, I brought the ugly words to the fore in advance. If there is a mistake in your part in this mission, and our mission fails, I will be the first to hack you."

Tang Yongye smiled lightly, ignoring a few people.

Afterwards, the five each got a unicorn horse and left the Spirit Sword Sect.

The unicorn is a rare monster. Although it has no fighting power, it is better than its fast legs. It is people's favorite means of transportation.

After Tang Yongye and others left, the man in the mission hall returned to the mission hall.

"Elder, everything is done according to your instructions."

The man bowed his hands in front of a dignified middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man took a sip of his tea and nodded, "Yes, you did a good job."

After hesitating for a while, the man said, "Elder, Tang Yongye is a disciple of Xuanwu Peak after all. If we do this, if Elder Liu pursues it..."

The middle-aged man frowned slightly, then sneered: "Our mission hall's duty is to issue missions, even if that kid really dies, it has nothing to do with us, even if Liu Changtian wants to grab the talk, it won't fall to us. on the head."

...

The unicorn was extremely fast, and after three days, they finally arrived at their destination.

For the past three days, Tang Yongye was very cautious.

He could feel the murderous intent in Yang Yong, but the other party didn't kill him.

Come to think of it, the other party wanted to kill him unconsciously.

After all, the Spirit Sword Sect forbids sect disciples to kill each other. Even Yang Cang didn't want to be caught by Liu Changtian.

The North Wind Villa is a villa located in the mountains, isolated from the world, and rarely interacts with outsiders.

At this moment, the door of Beifeng Villa is closed, and there is not even the sound of birds, beasts and insects. It seems to be a dead area, and it is terribly quiet.

It was learned from the intelligence that there was a lot of poison in the North Wind Villa, and nearly half of the people died.

And that tragic death of the villa owner 'Huang Qiu' is a master of the seventh level of martial arts.

"Tang Yongye, Zhang Qing, the two of you go to investigate the situation of the villa."

Team leader Yang Yong ordered.

Zhang Qing is that woman.

The woman was a disciple of Vermillion Bird Peak, obviously not the same way as Yang Yong.

Along the way, Yang Yong always used his identity as the team leader to call Tang Yongye and Zhang Qing vigorously.

Su Dong looked at Tang Yongye who was far away, and there was a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes.

"Senior Brother Yang Yong, when will we get rid of that kid?" Su Dong looked at Yang Yong and said.

"Don't worry, this North Wind Villa is the place where that kid was buried."

The corner of Yang Yong's mouth raised a cruel arc.

The three looked at each other and smiled.

...

As soon as they entered the manor, Tang Yongye and Zhang Qing investigated separately.

Teng!

Tang Yongye's body flickered a few times, and he came to the top of the tallest bell tower in the villa, looking down at the entire villa.

Around the villa, a layer of gray poison shrouded.

There are few people in the village, and occasionally I see a few people lying on the ground dying with sad expressions.

These people's bodies had some poisonous sores, which seemed to be caused by poisoning.

'Very poisonous +1'

'Very poisonous +1'

...

Tang Yongye extracted the highly poisonous attributes that permeated the air.

He found that the farther he went to the back mountain of the manor, the more poisonous the poison became.

Tang Yongye dodged and came to the back mountain of the villa.

The poison in this place is more than several times stronger than the poison in the manor, and it is enough to threaten the martial artist.

However, it had no effect on Tang Yongye.

"Junior Brother Tang, are you here too?"

As soon as Tang Yongye arrived at the back mountain, he saw Zhang Qing standing there too.

"Senior Sister Zhang, what have you found?" Tang Yongye said.

Zhang Qing shook his head and said solemnly: "The poisonous Zhang here has been able to threaten me, but I guess, there must be something in the back mountain, maybe the demons are hiding inside."

Tang Yongye looked at the depths of the back mountain, the gray air was a little black, showing that the poison was extremely strong.

"By the way, Junior Brother Tang, your complexion is ruddy. Could it be that Poison Zhang can't threaten you?" Zhang Qing looked at Tang Yongye curiously.

"My physique is a bit special, and I have some immunity to common toxins. If I go deep, it will be unbearable." Tang Yongye said.

In fact, all the toxins that entered the body were extracted by Tang Yongye and could not threaten him at all.

A strange look flashed in Zhang Qing's eyes, but she didn't say anything.

"Okay, let's go back."

Afterwards, Tang Yongye and Zhang Qing went back and forth.

What Zhang Qing didn't notice was that Tang Yongye's palm inadvertently touched the animal trapping bag on his waist, and the black beetle quietly entered the depths of the back mountain.

Through the vision of the demonic insect, Tang Yongye could clearly see the grass and trees in the depths of the poisonous Zhang.

In the center of the back mountain, the poisonous Zhang was already extremely strong.

There, Tang Yongye saw a figure in Chinese clothes with a face full of pus.

The aura on this person has reached the seventh level of a martial artist.

Surprisingly, this person was able to refine Poison Zhang to improve his cultivation.

"who?"

The man who closed his eyes suddenly opened his eyes, and two frightening cold lights burst out from his eyes.

Looking around, the man didn't find anything, and the violent aura on his body subsided.

"It must be my illusion."

The corner of the man's mouth raised a cruel arc, "The geniuses of the Spirit Sword Sect should be here soon, and it's time for me to prepare."