Douluo: the Martial Spirit Harms the Poisonous Body, I Will Become the God of Plague

When he woke up, Master Su Yuntao looked at Ye Xiao, who was covered in green light, and sighed with regret. "Boy, this is a useless martial spirit!" Ye Xiao felt happy. You always say that you should waste your martial soul, but I already have the status of a god-king! And I am not a useless martial spirit, but a poisonous body from the Dou Qi Continent next door. I am stronger by taking poison! … Starting from soaking wolfberry in arsenic, Ye Xiao mastered all kinds of poisons in the world. The poison of gravel gold: the flesh and blood will break apart until death, like a sword applied to the body, the wound cannot heal; The poison of sacred trees: copper, iron and bones are all in vain, even the most abundant life is poison; Poison of the underworld water: Lingtai has three declines: loss of feeling, forgetfulness of emotion, and lack of sex; … In the end, Ye Xiao became the God of Plague, and he looked at some gods in the sky who were still trying to deviate from each other. "Have you ever heard that there are five declines of heaven and man, three disasters and five calamities?"