Great Sage of the Heavens

Although the poison **** is fierce, but his scheming is far behind.

The Poison God would never have imagined that the ghost king sect master Wan Xiang had united with the real master Daoxuan of Qingyun Gate, and it was only a matter of a few eyes.

And he was still completely in the dark, completely ignorant, and only relied on the weird power of poison to act fiercely. Wandumen itself was a master of poison.

Ten thousand people want to get rid of, Daoxuan also wants to get rid of.

So Zhengmo started working together for the first time, and there was a certain tacit understanding. The two of them were like old friends who had cooperated for many years, and they knew what was going on with one look and one subtle move.

But Poison God didn't know this yet.

The Poison God even felt that as the head of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, he was already good at using poison. He has practiced poison for many years, and he has long produced several highly poisonous things.

Even cultivators are no exception.

This poison **** is very confident.

No one who repairs poison in the world can compare to him, calling himself a poison god, but this name is not for nothing.

"I'm sure to win." The poison **** said in his heart: "Although he is also powerful, he is my opponent of poison."

So it must be his poisonous **** who can go out alive, not the tens of thousands.

"Thousands of people go, ah, thousands of people, if you don't do anything to me, maybe we can go out, but now you die to me, poison palm!" With a low cry, the poison god's hands formed a weird seal.

The terrible green poisonous gas emerged from his palms, as if with strange power, raging violently towards thousands of people, the green poisonous gas condensed into a palm, as if the palm print of the Buddha's vajra.

boom!

The force of horror churned and impacted and rolled away.

As if trying to poison tens of thousands of people into a pool of pus and blood, Jiang Que was secretly surprised when he saw it, thinking: "This Poison God has some abilities. If he doesn't die, he might be one of the top people. ."

But it's a pity.

Wan Xiang and Daoxuan tacitly joined forces and cut his life.

Jiang Que naturally saw this clearly, but he didn't care. Dao Xuan and Ten Thousand Thousands of people joined forces to destroy the Poison God, lest the poisonous **** jump up and down, although the 10,000 people of the Ghost King Sect were nothing. good stuff.

With a faint gaze, Jiang Que secretly thought about the disciples of the two sects who were gradually dying. "It seems that this ghost king sect and Wandu Sect will be over."

There are too few people left on both sides.

Originally dozens of people, now there are only a few left beside each other, and this speed is still dropping sharply.

At the moment Poison God made his move, ten thousand people moved forward instead of retreating, and Chong Daoxuan winked, and the meaning was self-evident.

Daoxuan naturally understood.

My heart moved: "Poison God, don't blame my Dao Xuan's black hands. You have done a lot of evil in the Wandu Sect over the years. As one of the four major demon sects, you should have died long ago."

To be alive is a huge threat to Qingyunmen.

Ghost King Zong and Wandu Sect, choose one of the two, he chose Wandu Sect.

boom!

Before the poison **** saw ten thousand people being hit by his own poisonous palm, he felt a sweet throat, and immediately the whole person flew out.

Clang fell on the ground, almost falling to pieces.

"Poison God, die!" Before he got up, Ten Thousand Thousands of people slashed down with a sharp knife, and the force of terror swirled and surged.

For a while, there seemed to be great power.

It was shocking.

The poison **** widened his eyes, and glared at the real Daoxuan: "Dao Xuan, you... you actually have a black hand behind your back, you are not a son of man!"

"Poison God, you have done many evil things for many years. As long as you can kill you, I will agree with any method." It is better to get rid of a wicked person than anything.

This is a great thing.

Poison God: "..."

Dare to love now he has become a rat that everyone shouts and beats.

He wanted to curse Daoxuan a few words, but he couldn't speak anymore, and Wan Xiang once again cut his head with a single blow.

Puff!

After the Poison God was completely killed, Wan Xiang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said in his heart: "This time I can always survive. I have done one of the two lives!"

He also understood the cruel rules set by Jiang Que.

Immediately afterwards, the other people of the Ghost King Sect rushed up and beat and killed the disciples and elders who were barely supporting the Ten Thousand Poison Gate.

Nothing is left.

The poison **** is dead.

Died under the joint hands of the two realms.

But in the final analysis, he died under Jiang Que's hands.

In an instant, the lively lives were gone, and 10,000 people asked Jiang Que respectfully: "Senior, we..."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Que nodded faintly: "Since this seat said that the two live one, since the poison **** is dead, the Wandumen has been removed, you can leave naturally."

He speaks for someone in Jiang.

It's not like those without faith.

Thousands of people were overjoyed when they heard this, and they smiled and said: "Thank you, senior, for your kindness, my Ghost King Sect must remember the kindness of seniors."

He said hurriedly.

To show your attitude.

But Jiang Que didn't care, anyway, the next step was to go to Ghost King Zong to find a book from the heavens. At that time, he and these tens of thousands of people would have to meet, but he was in no hurry.

And 10,000 people don’t know this.

Just as the Ghost King Zong and the crowd were about to leave, Jiang Que shouted again, "Wait..."

Everyone in Ghost King Sect: "..."

Ok?

Do you regret it?

How can that be good.

While thinking about it, he heard Jiang Que continue to say: "By the way, drag all these corpses out, lest this smell is too unpleasant."

"..." After listening to Jiang Que's words, the Ghost King Zong and others were dumbfounded, and they all secretly said: "This senior is really making the best use of everything."

This advantage is taken up, so they don't know what to say.

While depressed, they are also very sad. If they had known this, they would not enter the blood dripping hole and would not come to Kongsang Mountain. Why bother.

Not to mention the loss of soldiers, but was also called upon.

Of course, the small fortune teller is saved.

But it was almost gone.

This is quite lucky, fortunately there is Jiang Que, otherwise they really have nothing to do, after all, weak cultivation is the original sin.

"Yes!"

Ten thousand people went to take the lead and hurriedly carried the corpses out of the blood dripping hole. Except for the blood that could not be wiped off, they were basically completely settled~www.wuxiaspot.com~ After working for a long time, ten thousand people went to them and got permission from Jiangque. Slowly walked out of the dripping hole, out of the Wanbat Cave, and out of the Kongsang Mountain.

"Never offend Qingyunmen anymore." Ten thousand people secretly vowed that in a day with Jiang Que, Qingyunmen would never move, otherwise, let alone their ghost king sect, even if there are ten ghost king sects, they will not be enough to see.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly ordered: "Everyone, let the order go on: As long as my ghost king sect disciples shrink completely, it is best to return to the sect. If you meet a Qingyun door disciple, don’t offend, otherwise my ghost king sect will have a big deal. Disaster."

With Jiang Que in Qingyunmen, he had to.

Qingyunmen can't offend, and the unpredictable senior can't offend it.

The magic is over.

From then on, only his Ghost King Zong and Changshengtang were left. As for the other small schools, they were even less concerned.

The right way is prosperous, the magic way is attenuated.

"Sect Master, where are we going?" a disciple asked.

"Return to the sect, announce the closure of the mountain gate, the Ghost King Sect will not escape from the world in the future." Ten thousand people thought about it, and finally sighed.

This method is also a last resort. Their Ghost King Sect has no hope at all. It is better to close the mountain gate and pray that they will not offend Qingyun Gate, and naturally they will not offend powerful people like Jiang Que.

As the saying goes, the eyes are out of sight and the heart is out of trouble.

If Jiang Que knew that he would play once, and after killing Madam Jin Ling, he would leave a deep and indelible impression on thousands of people. I don't know how he would feel?

But anyway, Wandumen has been removed.

After Jiang Que had finished pretending to remember, he also left the bleeding hole, leaving only Daoxuan and the others in it for half a month.

On this day, Jiang Que made another important decision.

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