Drunk Immortal Gourd

Hong Shenghe and Hu Xiaobei didn't know about the situation of Songhe Old Taoist, and they were immediately confused by the scene in front of them. This old Taoist priest was fine just now, so why did he die so quickly? I have long heard that this old Taoist priest is very scheming. Could it be that he faked his death on purpose?

Hong Shenghe took a few steps forward and reached out to grab the body of Master Songhe. He wanted to see whether the other party was really dead or fake. How could Xuanzhu let the enemy touch the body of Master Songhe casually? So he ducked and blocked the body with other monks. In front of the Hongsheng River.

Being blocked by a few warriors, Hong Shenghe became furious and immediately slapped Xuanzhu with his palm, preparing to teach these monks who dared to offend the majesty of the immortal master a profound lesson.

At this moment, there was a sudden noise outside the hall, and someone shouted: "God, the God has come down to earth, everyone come and see."

Some people also shouted: "There really are gods. Even real gods have come to Qinglong Temple. Senior Songhe is saved. Everyone, come and worship the gods quickly."

I don't know when, a huge gourd has flown over the Qinglong Temple, and on top of the gourd is standing a young Taoist priest with fluttering clothes, handsome figure, and full of aura. This way of appearing. , what is it if it’s not a fairy?

The person who came was none other than Qingyang. He hurried slowly and finally arrived at Qinglong Temple at this time. He saw many warriors gathering outside the main hall. Hu Xiaobei should be here, so he didn't care about exposing his body and directly faced this Faces of many people descended from the sky.

Qingyang ignored the people kneeling outside and fell to the ground, then casually put away the wind-controlling gourd and entered the hall.

Hu Xiaobei is also an immortal cultivator. He immediately felt that the person coming was extraordinary, especially the scene where the other party jumped from the gourd, which frightened him even more. Flying with flying objects is at least a method for establishing the foundation. How could such a master come to Qinglong Temple?

He rushed towards Qingyang to greet him and said: "This senior, disciple Hu Xiaobei is polite."

Qingyang was too lazy to pay attention to him. Instead, he glanced around and saw Master Songhe sitting opposite him. The master was getting older and thinner, and he was almost unrecognizable if he didn't look carefully. The master is still so clever, knowing that something cannot be done and pretending to be dead again.

But...but why doesn't he have a trace of life in him? Without vitality, wouldn’t it be dead? How can it be? How could the master die? Qingyang didn't want to believe it, but the scene in front of him forced him to believe that his master was really dead this time and would never be resurrected.

The old liar is dead, the old liar who is omnipotent, the old liar who once shielded him from wind and rain, the old liar who taught him countless principles of dealing with things and the experience of the world, the old liar who could even hide the truth from the immortal master. , this time he finally did not hide it from the God of Death, he was really dead. Qingyang hoped that the old liar was also deceiving him this time, but the monk's intuition told him that this time the old liar did not deceive him, and he was really dead.

It's too late! It's too late! Qingyang hated himself deeply, why didn't he take action earlier when he found out that the Jinsha Gang was in danger? Why didn't you go directly to the Tiger Gang after rescuing Ni Qiurong? Why can't the speed of controlling the wind gourd be faster, causing this lifelong regret?

Kill, deserve to be killed, everyone should be killed, everyone present should be killed. Suddenly, Qingyang's eyes turned red, and his aura suddenly changed. The whole hall was suddenly filled with evil energy, and the others couldn't help but shudder. , looked at Qingyang with a shocked face.

At this time, Hu Xiaobei also felt something bad. The foundation-building senior in front of him was actually related to Songhe Laodao. This was a bad thing. The relatives of the foundation-building senior would have to shed their skin even if they were forced to death. But he knew that he would not have a good outcome, and he did not dare to escape easily, because he knew very well the gap between Qi Refining monks and Foundation-building monks, and he could not escape at all.

Qingyang suddenly turned around, staring at Hong Shenghe who was closest to Songhe Old Road with a pair of scarlet eyes, and said: "Did you kill my master?"

How could Hong Shenghe, who was only in the Pulse Opening Realm, be able to hold on while being stared at by the Foundation Establishment Monk? He plopped down on the ground and shouted: "It wasn't me, senior. I really didn't kill the person. He died before I could take action." , You can’t blame me, please forgive me, senior.”

Qingyang didn't seem to be interested in hearing his explanation at all. He slapped Hong Shenghe on the head and said: "Whether you did it or not, you are an accomplice in this matter, and you deserve to die."

After slapping Hong Shenghe to death, Qingyang's expression did not change at all. He turned to look at Hu Xiaobei and said expressionlessly: "Are you the main messenger of this matter?"

Hu Xiaobei's performance was not much better than Hong Shenghe's. He collapsed on the ground and said: "Senior, please spare your life. I didn't kill Master Songhe at all. I just used some momentum and he died on his own. How could he, a top master, be like this?" Die easily? There must be something fishy about it.”

Qingyang was unmoved, and slapped Hu Xiaobei on the head again, saying: "If it weren't for your coercion, how could anything happen to my master? You will not be punished."

When the foundation-building cultivator took action, the cultivator in the middle stage of Qi refining had no chance to dodge. Hearing a bang, Hu Xiaobei's head shattered and he died immediately.

Qingyang had killed Hu Xiaodong and Hu Xiaozhong in Kaiyuan Mansion before. Now Hu Xiaobei is also dead. Without these backbones, the Tiger Gang has completely disappeared. It also corresponds to what Song He Lao Dao said before, Hu Xiaobei must go against the will of heaven, and sooner or later he will not end well.

After killing two monks in a row, Qingyang looked at the last female monk and said: "You are also their accomplice, I will not spare you."

The female cultivator was quite stubborn. Although she was forced by Qingyang's momentum and couldn't stand up, she held her neck and shouted: "Senior, you can't kill people without asking questions. I'm just a follower. I haven't done anything. What's more?" You didn't kill Master at all, he died on his own. What you are doing is completely frivolous. "

Qingyang ignored the other party's remarks and without even a trace of hesitation, he directly slapped the female cultivator to death with his palm. Since she came with Hu Xiaobei, she is an accomplice in this matter. If she has to bear the consequences of the failure of this matter, Qingyang will never let her go.

After killing three monks in a row, the evil aura in Qingyang's eyes did not lessen much. He suddenly turned around and walked towards the monk of Qinglong Temple. He stared at Xuanzhu with a pair of scarlet eyes and said: "My master is in your Qinglong Temple." , but you watched him being forced to death, and the monks of Qinglong Temple refused to save him, so they all wanted to be buried with the master. "