All Heavens: The Lord God exploded

"Jiejiejie..."

"Farewell."

"Today's shame, I have written it down, and it will be more or less good in the future. Today, when you are on the right path, it is your right path that has hit the great luck. Don't you know that the power of the world, one is declining and the other is increasing, there will always be such a decline.

One day when the magic rises, I will wait, wait..."

If the Poison God leaves here, he will be like a dragon returning to the sea.

From now on, the Demon Sect will respect him alone.

It's obvious.

The four great lords, Mrs. Sanmiao of the Hehuan Sect, were probably smashed into a puddle of mud with their corpses; Yu Yangzi of the Changsheng Hall was pressed down with her feet, and even her head was stamped into a puddle of mud; the Ghost King

Although Zonggui King is still alive at this time, it is obvious that he has no way to escape. The main point is that he has been attacked by the injured Daoxuan Zhenren and Puhong Divine Monk.

I have to add more.

Next to them, there is a circle of elders from the Shangqing Realm and the peaks of Qingyun Sect, who are watching eagerly. If it were not for fear that they would jump over the wall in a hurry, they would suffer a fatal blow from this ghost king for no reason.

I'm afraid, they have already swarmed me!

But want to escape?

No way.

The Poison God now hopes that the Ghost King will simply die on the Qingyun Sect.

It would be better if you can't escape.

In that case, he would have no rivals in the Demon Sect, and the entire Demon Sect would be at his mercy, and the day of unification would be just around the corner.

The God of Poison thinks it’s beautiful!

"Where are you going to escape?"

"Stay here, like you and the other devils from the Demon Cult, none of you can escape today."

Tian Buyi stood in front of the Poison God regardless of his own safety, with the word "serious" written all over his fat face.

Just because he also knows the seriousness of the Poison God's escape.

A unified magic sect is never what people on the right path hope to see. In the near future, it will definitely be far stronger than the current fragmented magic sect.

If this is the case, then what significance does the Qingyun Sect’s victory today have?

And it was precisely because he had thought of this section that Tian Buyi came forward to stop it.

Just to delay the other party for a little longer.

"Jiejiejie..."

"Just you?"

"Who do you think you are?"

"Keep your dog eyes open and take a good look. I am the god of poison. Are you worthy of jumping out to stop me?"

"Go to hell."

Faced with Tian Buyi's interception.

The poison god screamed.

He opened his mouth and spat out a stream of black smoke. This black smoke was also taken from the Ten Thousand Poisons Returning Sect Bag, but it was temporarily stored secretly in his belly. It was originally intended to be used to plot against the enemy. Tian Buyi

When it pops up at this time, it just hits the muzzle of the gun.

All I can see is...

This puff of black smoke, covering his head, had already enveloped him, making Tian Buyi feel a sweet smell rushing straight through the door.

Not good.

I'm poisoned.

Tian Buyi's reaction was not unpleasant. He immediately held his breath, used the Turtle Breathing Technique, and used the fastest speed to tap several times on his body to seal several large acupuncture points in his body to prevent the spread of toxins in his body's meridians.
Save your life.

This way I can save it.

However, unfortunately, he had forgotten that he was still in heaven.

This is not...

How can I stay any longer now?

As soon as the meridians in the body sealed themselves, they immediately became like weights.

Falling straight down.

It's thousands of meters high in the sky.

If no one catches him from below, it will be very difficult and he may fall to death.

Okay, okay...

"Daddy."

Tian Linger was already screaming and running out of the Yuqing Palace, flying up, and as she flew this way, she had already thrown out the protective magic weapon, Amber Zhu Ling.

On the sky.

The Poison God who succeeded did not continue to pursue him.

After taking a sip of saliva, he immediately flew away in a swagger. It looked like he was about to leave the realm of Qingyun Gate.

When the time comes, the sky is high and birds can fly.

The God of Poison couldn't help but laughed loudly: "You are in the tiger's den of Longtan, I can come when I want, and leave when I want. No one in this world can stop me, the God of Poison!"

The sound instantly spread over hundreds of miles.

Vent your excitement.

The Poison God did not delay. He left and went back to clean up the mess as quickly as possible. Oh no, because he did it at the fastest speed. Taking advantage of the fact that the other three gates of the Demon Sect were leaderless, he unified the whole country, which had been divided for thousands of years.

The Demon Gate has completed an unprecedented integration.

When he thought of this, he was filled with joy.

"Ghost King, Ghost King, I'm going to feel sorry for you, brother. It's better for you to die here. Otherwise, after I go back, brother, I will have to figure it out and set up a dragnet to wait for you after you escape.

Come and dig it yourself."

The Poison God was thinking proudly while flying away.

Think of something wonderful.

I couldn't even help but laugh out loud.

But suddenly, he felt that his escape skills had slowed down, and there seemed to be a huge energy source in front of him, locking him in flight, and it seemed to be changing the density of the air around him.

It made him suddenly change his color.

"Impossible."

"Absolutely impossible. No one in this world has been able to change the structure of time and space. Around me, I can feel that the air no longer looks like air. They are now like sealed ice cubes, solid and

It’s indestructible, so...ah...why?”

The Poison God issued a question that started from the soul.

Hmm.

Just before he was crushed into a puddle of mud.

Step by step, Zhang Xiaofan walked towards the source of energy in front of him. As usual, he ignored the corpses in the mud at his feet and only took away the broken soul of the Poison God. Well, at most, he would also add the inherited treasure of Wan Du Sect.

The energy of the Ten Thousand Poisons Returning Sect Bag is almost exhausted.

Poison?

This little bit of poison means nothing to Zhang Xiaofan.

"Three."

"There is one more..."

Zhang Xiaofan looks like he wants to catch them all in one fell swoop?

At this time, on the Tongtian Peak of Qingyun Sect, the Ghost King from one of the four gates of the Demon Sect has become a prisoner. Zhang Xiaofan does not even need to show his face, knowing that he will never have the chance to leave alone.

The Ghost King simply gave up quickly.

He didn't want to die like his colleagues above.

Since it cannot be avoided.

It's better to be captured by the hypocritical gentlemen from these prestigious sects than to be chopped into pieces by that red-eyed kid over there without even saying a few last words.

Alas, the Ghost King seems to understand quite well.

However, even he never expected that his precious daughter Baguio was also on the mountain of Qingyun Gate at this time, and was about to come to save him.

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