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Isn't this Taoist Wu Crow the owner of this Death Demon Island? Why does the situation in front of him look like he has been sidelined.

Or, his son Wu Tao wants to rebel?

Looking at the tense situation in front of him, Zhuo Bufan was a little confused.

"You, what do you want to do?" Taoist Wu Crow also saw that the situation seemed a little wrong.

After hearing this, Wu Tao walked towards Taoist Wu Crow step by step and said.

"Father, hand over the Xuan Emperor Sutra! I'm doing this for the Death Demon Island."

"For the Death Demon Island? What, do you want to rebel?" Taoist Wu Crow narrowed his eyes and looked at all the disciples in front of him.

These disciples were all brought by him from the outside world one by one. Like Zhuo Bufan, they are all his direct disciples.

However, now, these disciples actually want to rebel.

"A bunch of ignorant things, it's easier for me to kill you than to kill an ant. Don't you want to live?"

The Crow Taoist is the master of an island after all, how could he be shocked by the situation in front of him.

However, Wu Tao was obviously prepared, otherwise he would not dare to do such a rebellious thing.

"Father, it seems that you are seriously injured! Haven't you realized that you have been poisoned?"

No poison, no man!

Wu Tao actually poisoned his father himself. Zhuo Bufan was shocked.

What is going on in this world? What is the reason that can make a son poison his father with his own hands?

After hearing this, the Crow Taoist was even more stunned.

He practiced his skills and suddenly found that the dead air in his body began to run wild. His internal organs were like being burned by lava fire.

This is what is called burning inside. The pain made the Crow Taoist's liver and intestines broken and vomited yellow water.

"Yellow Spring Water!"

The five internal organs were rotten, and the mouth vomited yellow water. The Crow Taoist knew at a glance that this poison was one of the seven strange poisons of the Demon Sect, the Yellow Spring Water.

This poison is colorless and tasteless. It is made from 108 kinds of poisonous insects, poisonous grasses, poisonous flowers, and poisonous stones using the unique secret method.

This poison can rot the spirit body and corrode the soul. If a cultivator below the realm of not leaking the golden elixir is poisoned by this poison, he will definitely die.

Crow Taoist is only at the realm of silver elixir, and is only one step away from not leaking the golden elixir.

However, this one step is enough to take his life.

"You, how do you have the Yellow Spring Water?"

The Crow Taoist went from vomiting yellow water to vomiting blood. The body began to peel off the rolling gray-black death aura.

This kind of Yellow Spring Water can be refined by no more than three people in the entire cultivation world. Wu Tao can't have such a thing.

"You beast, you, you cooperated with the Poison Demon?"

"Hahaha!"

At this moment, someone's proud laughter came from the hall.

Zhuo Bufan turned his head and saw a man in a green robe holding a black fan laughing into the room.

"Old Crow, long time no see!"

"Puff!" After seeing the green-robed man, Taoist Crow spurted out a mouthful of blood, splashing all over the hall.

"Poison Demon, I didn't expect it was you." Taoist Crow gritted his teeth and looked at the green-robed man.

Wu Tao and others on the side bowed and shouted after seeing the green-robed man.

"Poison Demon Lord, I have controlled him according to your plan. Now he is in your hands."

"Well, you did a good job. The Earth Demon Lord said that if this is successful, you will be the master of the Death Demon Island from now on."

"In addition, I will give you two ships of cultivation resources for the Death Demon Island, which is enough to raise your Death Demon Island's ranking in the 72 Demon Islands of the Demon Dao by one stage."

When Wu Tao heard this, he clasped his hands together and knelt down, saying: "Thank you, Poison Demon Lord, thank you, Earth Demon Lord."

Zhuo Bufan saw it and probably understood the situation.

It is obvious that Wu Tao, the beloved son of the Crow Taoist, had already colluded with this Poison Demon and set a death trap for him.

What Zhuo Bufan did not expect was that Wu Tao, for his own benefit, was willing to kill even his own father.

The Demon Dao is worthy of being the Demon Dao, it is completely unkind and comparable to beasts.

When the Crow Taoist saw this scene, the blood in his body surged.

He was already seriously injured, and now he was poisoned by the "Yellow Spring Water". His formless dead body has begun to collapse.

Now that he has been betrayed by Wu Tao, he can't hold on for much longer.

"Wu Tao, you beast. How dare you poison your own father? You are a traitor and you will not die well."

"And you guys, have you forgotten that you all ate my "Dead Man Pill"! This pill needs to be taken once a month, otherwise you will be killed by the backlash of death. If I die, you will not live either."

The Crow Taoist cursed with his bloody mouth open, and it was really a bloody mouth full of blood.

Zhuo Bufan, who was sitting next to him, was stunned after hearing this.

"Dead Man Pill? The black pill that the old man gave me was indeed poison."

Zhuo Bufan was stunned. He recalled the black pill that the Crow Taoist gave him before. The old crow said that it was used to help him practice.

It turned out that the old man had deceived him. The pill was a poison, which was meant to control Zhuo Bufan.

Zhuo Bufan, who knew the result, looked at the Taoist Crow again and felt that this guy deserved to die.

"Old Crow, have you forgotten who I am? I am the owner of the Poison Demon Island. Your mere deadly pill is nothing to me."

"The poison you gave your disciples has already been removed by me."

"Old Crow, don't blame me. If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for being too greedy. You dared to get your hands on the treasure that even the Earth Demon Lord has set his eyes on."

"Hand over the Xuan Emperor's True Scripture, and I can consider leaving you with an intact body. Otherwise, don't blame me for turning you into ashes."

After the Poison Demon Lord finished speaking, he raised his finger, and circles of green light lingered around his fingertips. The green light wrapped around his finger, turning his entire finger into emerald green.

Then, he pointed the emerald green finger at the forehead of the Crow Taoist.

"I said, hand it over, do you hear me?"

"Ahhh!"

At that moment, the Crow Taoist screamed. The blood vessels in the place where the Poison Demon Lord's finger pointed began to turn green, and then continued to spread to his head and even his whole body.

"He, he, on him."

The Crow Taoist raised his finger with his last breath and pointed it at Zhuo Bufan.

Zhuo Bufan was stunned.

"What's going on?"

"Bang!"

Before Zhuo Bufan could react, the Crow Taoist started bleeding from all seven orifices. Finally, he opened his mouth, and the silver ball flew out, then shattered in the air.

With a bang, it turned into ashes.

And the Crow Taoist fell to the ground and died, and died...

"Damn, you bastard, you want to hurt me even after you die?"

At that moment, Zhuo Bufan's heart seemed to be whistling by countless Cao Nima.

For a moment, everyone looked at Zhuo Bufan.

That Wu Tao was not sad at all because of his father's tragic death. Instead, he picked up a dagger and walked in front of Zhuo Bufan.

"Bang!"

He inserted the dagger into the table in front of Zhuo Bufan, and then said: "Boy, that old thing said that the Xuan Emperor's Sutra is in you, right?"

Zhuo Bufan wanted to cry but had no tears, and shook his head repeatedly.

"No, I don't know anything about the Xuandi Sutra. I was also tricked by that old guy!"

"Believe me, think about it, how could that old guy give me such an important thing?"

At that moment, Zhuo Bufan wanted to open the heads of the pigs in front of him to see if their brains were made of stone.

This was obviously a frame-up by the old crow before his death. Any normal person could see it.

"That kid is right. The old crow refused to say anything even if he died. How could he give him such an important thing?"

Fortunately, there was a poisonous demon with an online IQ to clear Zhuo Bufan's grievances.

The poisonous demon took off a ring on the old crow's finger and shook his head.

"It's not in the ring. It seems that the old crow is very cautious. He knows that it is not safe to put such an important thing in the ring. Where will this old crow put it?"

The poisonous demon thought about it, and suddenly saw the poisonous demon flick his finger, and a flame fell on the body of the crow Taoist.

The next second, a small flame suddenly jumped up and began to burn fiercely.

The body of the Crow Taoist was about to be completely cremated and turned into ashes.

At this time, a burst of golden light burst out from the fire.

Then, a piece of animal skin floated up from the back of the Crow Taoist. No matter how the flames burned, the animal skin roll was not damaged at all.

On the animal skin roll, golden ancient characters shone brightly and fascinatingly.

"Is that the Xuan Emperor's Sutra?"

Everyone looked at the animal skin roll floating on the fire. It was similar to human skin, and the old crow stuck it on his skin. If you don't look carefully, you really can't see it.

But this Xuan Emperor's Sutra is a treasure, which is invulnerable to water and fire. As long as the body of the old crow is burned, it will naturally reveal its true appearance.

"Congratulations to the Poison Demon Lord for taking back the Sutra for the Earth Demon Lord." Wu Tao shouted.

When the Poison Demon Lord saw the Xuan Emperor's True Scripture, he was obviously a little excited, and there was a trace of desire in his eyes to take it for himself.

But he soon shook his head and gave up the idea. If he took the Xuan Emperor's True Scripture for himself, then his fate would probably be the same as that of the old crow.

"This is everyone's credit. Don't worry, when I go back, I will definitely explain your credit to the Earth Demon Lord."

In order to help the Poison Demon Lord get the Xuan Emperor's True Scripture, Wu Tao killed his father with his own hands. Such a sacrifice will bring him a supreme status in the future.

In the magic world, it is obviously not surprising.

"Then, Lord, how to deal with this kid?" Finally, Wu Tao looked at Zhuo Bufan.

Before Zhuo Bufan had time to explain or beg for mercy, he only heard the Poison Demon Lord say.

"Kill!"

Another simple word "kill" determined Zhuo Bufan's death. This scene is so similar.

Before Zhuo Bufan could come to his senses, a flash of white light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes and a clang sounded in his ears.

The dagger in Wu Tao's hand had already cut his throat.

"I... go... you... bastard!"

Zhuo Bufan finished speaking, his eyes went dark, and he fell to the ground and died!

"What did he mean by that sentence just now?" Wu Tao said as he looked at Zhuo Bufan who had fallen.

The younger brothers beside him shrugged their shoulders, indicating that they didn't know.

"Who cares, he's just a small character! Bah!"

...

"Haha, am I a small character? That's right, I am indeed a small character."

"Since none of you treat me as a human being, I don't need to be polite to you."

"Load the file - mass grave!"

In the archive space, Zhuo Bufan placed his hand on the third stone door. This time, he decided to start from scratch again.

The stone door opened, and his fate would change dramatically at this moment...