"Hmph!" Wei Wuliang saw Feng Lieshan's tears, and suddenly snorted coldly, and the disguise just now was instantly shattered, revealing her ruthless and unscrupulous true face: "Kongtong, take him down." He said to the fourth elder behind him without looking back, but Kongtong's behavior made Feng Lieshan, who had been distracted and paying attention to his every move, change his face greatly.

That Kongtong silently puffed up a transparent Gangfeng, and then, without warning or reason, suddenly stretched out his right hand and pressed it silently on the back of Wei Wuliang's heart.

"You ......" Feng Lieshan opened his mouth to the maximum in surprise, his mind was filled with surprise and puzzlement for the first time, and he didn't even have time to leave some room for ecstasy. He couldn't understand it at all, he couldn't understand it at all, why would this good and dignified person suddenly attack Wei Wuliang? He had a grudge against this Dharma protector? He wanted to seize the ruling power of the Demon Wei Pavilion just like himself? He colluded with Elder Lei? He was already on his own side? Feng Lieshan couldn't understand it at all, he couldn't even order his body to seize this opportunity and turn around and flee.

As soon as he delayed like this, he saw a burst of yellow clouds rising from the ground in front of him, instantly obscuring his vision, followed by a burst of soreness and weakness all over his body, and he fell to the ground on his back.

Before his consciousness disappeared, the last scene he saw was the hand that attacked Wei Wuliang, and an abnormal red light flashed.

......

"After the new comprehension of the deity, it stands to reason that it should turn into a puddle of pus and blood, but unfortunately the deity was soft-hearted at the last moment, and he accidentally fed the life-sustaining pill to your old mouth, so in the last month or two, you have to live well according to the deity's meaning. Rest assured, the deity is not the kind of bastard who forces people to lose their conscience and abandon their shame, and the deity himself hates traitors wow, so the deity will never use any poison as a threat to force you to betray the Demon Pavilion, the deity just hopes that in the future, when it does not violate your old bottom line, it can slightly affect the decision of the high-level leaders of the Demon Pavilion, and make way for the Poison Dragon Sect a little, we are all people in the Demon Path, and between the same paths, we should always support each other, right?"

The moment Feng Lieshan opened his eyes again, he just saw Kongtong take off his mask, revealing Du Chuanchang's face.

"Du Chuanchang?" Feng Lieshan was completely at a loss, he couldn't figure out why the chief disciple of the Poison Dragon Sect would appear in front of him wearing the clothes of the elders of the Demon Power Pavilion.

He looked around blankly and saw Wei Wuliang, who was tied up by five flowers, lying at Du Chuanchang's feet. Du Chanchang should have spoken to him just now.

At this time, Wei Wuliang's face was dark, lying on the grass and curling up as much as possible, and he was even trembling slightly, and he was extremely unbearable, and he couldn't find a little bit of the majesty of the Demon Wei Pavilion Protector.

"How could it be you?" Feng Lieshan asked subconsciously, he was also tied up by the five flowers at this time, and he was weak, the Yuan Force in the dantian could feel it, but those Yuan Qi was like a stone at the moment, no matter how Feng Lieshan used his divine skills, he didn't obey the call at all.

"Ah, wake up, it seems that the distraction period is different, under the paralysis of the Holy Sect's secret "Yellow and White Mist", is it actually only a little bit of a coma?" Du Chuanchang said as if he had just discovered Feng Lieshan.

"You ......" Feng Lieshan was about to open his mouth to ask, Du Chuanchang made a silent gesture, and then talked about the ins and outs of the matter to himself.

He started from the fact that the poisonous concubine killed Lei Wanhua by chance and disguised himself as Lei Wanhua, and continued to talk about the end of the sneak attack on Wei Wuliang who had just disguised himself as Kongtong, and explained the key points one by one, so that the two masters of the Demon Wei Pavilion suddenly realized that at the same time, they also had a feeling of despair.

"Although the poisonous concubine was killed by Yun Wuyue's ****, but she has been an Elder Lei for so many years, and she can always get some good things for the deity inside the Demon Pavilion, no, tokens, secret weapons, robes, and everything else that your Demon Wei Pavilion disciples have, the deity has. Those mountain patrol disciples of the Demon Wei Pavilion, the disciples of the sentry card and the like, will not intercept their fellow disciples, right?, so the deity just came in?" Du Chuanchang said, throwing the same disciples of the Demon Wei Pavilion on the grass, feeling like throwing Feng Lieshan's IQ.

"What about Kongtong?" Feng Lieshan asked, thinking to himself that this elder Kongtong wouldn't also be a member of the Poison Dragon Sect, right?

"There. Du Chuanchang pointed to a pile of dry bones not far away, the black bones that seemed to have been filled with countless mud and sand and become swollen were all the legacies left by the elders of the Distraction Period of the Demon Wei Pavilion.

Feng Lieshan's face changed miserably.

"Lieshan boy, in fact, when the old man found out that Lei Wanhua was dead, he saw that something was wrong, Lei Wanhua was seriously injured and died by this exercise, and she had been very close to you and Yun Wuyue before, Yun Wuyue has no news, and the chance of living is less than one percent, so the old man can only suspect you...... The old man originally thought that you would stir up trouble in the sect, but he didn't expect ...... You were actually used as a gun by an outsider......" Wei Wuliang only spoke at this time, his voice was hoarse and dry, as if he would lose his breath at any time.

Feng Lieshan didn't say a word, he only felt a chilling chill slowly rising from his stomach pouch at this time, as if it was as weird and uncomfortable as boiling ice, this coldness slowly moved towards his heart, as if he wanted to completely freeze his heart.

"What's going on your brother and me!" he cried out in panic, and the strange aura that was cold and like something boiling made him completely confused. It was a poison he had never seen before, and he would never even dream that poisoning could feel like this.

"It's just a poison. Du Chuanchang's voice immediately cooled down, and he put on a businesslike appearance: "The life-sustaining medicine deity is here, just take it once every six months, and at other times, there will be no discomfort, and your cultivation will not be affected-in short, the deity has spent a long time explaining it, just to let the two of you understand the situation in front of you-"

"If you want anything, hurry up and make a price!" Feng Lieshan said impatiently without waiting for Du Chuanchang to finish speaking, and on the other side, Wei Wuliang snorted heavily, closed his eyes and said nothing.

As the protector of the Dharma, Wei Wuliang thought that he had received a lot of favors from the Demon Pavilion, and he couldn't immediately pull down his son to betray the sect, or rather, he still had a high price for himself in his heart.

And the ruthless Feng Lieshan, he knows how to change very well. Principles and shame are as smelly as **** in his heart.

Du Chuanchang saw the performance of the two people in his eyes, and a sneer of disdain appeared at the corner of his mouth, and then he straightened his face, and said indifferently in an expressionless voice: "Simple, the treasure of the Purple Blood Temple, this sect wants half!"

"You ......" Wei Wuliang was so angry that he suddenly opened his eyes when he heard this.

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say! Half is half, it's decided!" Feng Lieshan was completely opposite to Wei Wuliang's performance, and hurriedly agreed to the conditions.

"The deity said that the deity is not some bastard character who uses poison to force others. Du Chuanchang continued: "This time, the sect is determined to obtain treasures, and there is no need to discuss, but this sect is not the unbearable goods that take advantage of others, and the sect can serve the great existence of the 'world-destroying poisonous dragon'! Therefore, the deity does not take the benefits of the two in vain!" He said with his hand, showing two porcelain bottles, one high and one short: "First of all, the deity gives the two of them enough antidote to take ten years, and the two go back and take it slowly according to the prescription, and they can definitely survive ten years, and then they will pay attention to the things after ten years...... Secondly, the deity helped the Demon Pavilion's extermination of all the righteous paths in this secret realm, which is counted as a small reward, what do you two think?"

Feng and Wei looked at each other helplessly, and they both shook their heads, now that they have any choice?

......

The next day, Liang Yunguang, the chief disciple of the Demon Power Pavilion, got up early as usual and commanded his disciples to do this and that, almost no one noticed that there was a pale cyan mist at the center of his eyebrows, which was the most powerful Gu poison in the Poisonous Dragon Sect, which was used by the most powerful slaves in the Poison Dragon Sect. Du Chuanchang, a small-bellied demon monk, did not forget the shame that Yan Guiluo and Liang Yunguang brought to him in front of the Wangtian Peak camp. It was even more impossible for him to forget the two great enemies he had to defeat in his life: Fang Tianhang and Wan Jianxin.

The name Yinchen was short-lived in Du Chuanchang's life and quickly disappeared. The "water drifters" of the Demon Realm Gate vouched with their heads, and kept saying that Silver Dust was injured by an air-extinguishing arrow and sank into the salt lake. Du Chuanchang also checked his location with a mysterious weapon, and he really stayed in one place motionless. Du Chuanchang knew that such a thing as an uncertain turmoil, even if it fell on a dead person, it must last for forty-two hours, without exception. Sensing that the uncertain turmoil on Yinchen's body stopped moving at all, Du Chuanchang had already determined that Yinchen was dead at this time.

At this time, around the camp of the Demon Wei Pavilion, countless tent camps, Demon Killing Gate, Demon Realm Gate, Black Sky Evil, Heavenly Killing Demon Palace, and other demonic forces of all sizes quickly rose, either lured by profits, or coerced by poison, or aroused by some lobbyists to have the same hatred and hatred for the righteous path monks, in short, for various reasons, they gathered around the nine disciples of the Poison Dragon Sect.

It has always been a plate of scattered demonic monks, but this time, they actually united like never before, and slowly showed their fangs against the righteous paths who were still fighting separately.

At the same time, Silver Dust was still trapped in the underground base of the ancient Evil Luo Hai City, tirelessly searching up and down. (To be continued.) )