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"That's enough!" Du Chuanchang was upset by the attack of Yinchen and Yun Wuyue's escape, when he suddenly heard the word "Yinchen" reported by the disciples of Yin Yang and Hezong, he couldn't help but feel anger and jealousy surging up in his throat together, and he opened his mouth to break his drink, and then he exhaled heavily, and said in a cold voice:

"Speaking of which, this time things suddenly became like this, and I have to blame you! You cheap **** who have not achieved enough things and have more than enough failures! Have you nothing to hide a weird boy with a heavy baby in the camp to die? Even if you want to die, please don't pull this sect!" As he spoke, he scolded the Yin Yang and Hezong Sect, his words were so ugly that no one could imagine it, and the demon disciples who were watching the excitement listened to his abuse, and I don't know who got up, and actually began to cheer with Du Chuanchang's dirty words, as if the chief disciple of the Poisonous Dragon Sect was not scolding, but making a passionate speech.

The girl of Yin Yang and Hezong was scolded and trembled, kneeling between the long grass and not daring to raise her head, she could only put down tears and endure Du Chuanchang's more and more obscene words, and she could scold a girl who had already rolled over the sheets with millions of men, and was trampled on to tears, which shows how hurtful Du Chuanchang's words are, and ordinary serious girls can probably hang themselves in shame when they hear it.

Du Chuanchang scolded for half an hour, he was refreshed, and his anger disappeared partially, so he asked the girl coldly and hard about the detailed process of their capture of silver dust.

The palms of the old man had been worn off a layer of skin by the stones in the grass, and the golden-red robe had long since disappeared, not only was he ugly naked, but his chest and cheeks were also full of abrasions, and the blood was not stopping. The old man was brought to Du Chuanchang, but he was about to stand up without saying a word.

"Cut off his leg to the deity, and in front of the deity, there was no prisoner of the slave who was standing. Du Chuanchang said ruthlessly, and then with two clicks, the legs of the old man Shengyang were cut off from his knees.

The blood flowed like a note, and the twin brother Hu Heixin's body flashed to the old man, and without saying anything, he smeared two spoons of black and cold decoction on the old man's wound.

In the blink of an eye, the old man's knees grew sprouts as thick as yellow eels, squirming violently like some biochemical monster, sealing the wound in an instant, but he could no longer grow two new calves, the old man's injuries were healed, but they were also completely crippled.

"The deity asks you, what happened between you and that silver-haired kid from the Demon Pavilion?" Du Chuanchang then interrogated, and unsurprisingly, the old man Shengyang didn't say a word, and he didn't even look at Du Chuanchang.

Du Chuanchang sneered, clapped his hands, and said loudly: "The Poison Dragon Sect belongs, are there those high-ranking disciples of the Venerable in the Heresy Inquisition? ”

"Young Master, I have been in the Holy Sect heresy for three years, and I have seen some of the clever methods of the Guardian Attendants, and I also ask the young master to agree, and I will be ugly!" Hu Heixin, who was standing behind the old man of Shengyang, clasped his fists and saluted before he said respectfully, his words made Du Chuanchang's eyes light up.

"Oh, Hu Heixin, do you still have such a ability? Then you will follow the deity in the future, the deity's deputies are all buried in the mouth of the zombies, and there are just a few missing, so you can make up for a gap first." ”

Du Chuanchang said indifferently, and then saw Hu Heixin slamming his head on the grass, the voice was so loud that I am afraid that Hu Heixin secretly lucked his vitality, right?

The next thing is simple, under Hu Heixin's "training", after the old man Shengyang finally scraped off the flesh on the ribs, he talked about the situation of his encounter with Yinchen weakly, listening to his confession, the faces of everyone present turned pale.

“...... suffered from the old man's 'broken empty palm', even the master of the way had to die, but he survived, and the old man watched him eat the Sanyuan Dan with his own eyes, and the result was ...... Hey. The old man of Shengyang lay in a pool of blood that flowed out of him, and sneered weakly: "That little ghost is definitely a person with great opportunities, and the future is unlimited! Your poisonous dragon cult has provoked such a person who is haunted by atmospheric clouds, hehe, hehehe......" He laughed, smiling weakly, blood spurted out of his mouth more than a foot high, looking like a red fountain.

Du Chuanchang's face was cloudy, and after a long while, he didn't speak. His face became more and more gray, obviously frightened by the words of the old man Shengyang, provoking such a small monster, seriously......

"That's not right!" Du Chuanchang suddenly remembered something, and two blood-red greedy lights suddenly burst out of his pitch-black eyes, almost spewing out three feet away from his eyes: "When he fought with Fang Tianhang, the bastard who was riding on the head of the deity, he didn't have the strength of Yuan Ying! He must have entered the secret realm...... Du Chuanchang's eyes gradually lit up, getting brighter and brighter, and finally turned into two fiery little red dots: "That kid must have had an adventure in the secret realm! He turned his head suddenly, and a pair of eyes that had long turned blood-red stared at the disciples of the Yin-Yang and Hezong who were still kneeling on the ground: "Okay, you Yin-Yang Hehezong, you obviously swallowed such a heavy treasure, do you still dare to pretend to be pitiful in front of the deity?!"

As he spoke, a faint tricolor wind erupted from his body, but around his body, a huge colorless storm suddenly erupted.

"Little ****, did you hand it over yourself?, or did the deity help you take it out?" Du Chuanchang's voice was so cold that there was no trace of anyone asking.

When the slave family caught that silver dust, they rummaged through his body, but they didn't find anything except the robe of the Hanshan Temple he was wearing! Not even a token! The slave family thought he was a loose cultivator at first!" The girl who knelt on the ground trembled and cried and replied, facing Du Chuanchang, who had comprehended some unknown mystery, and the wind on his body had become much purer and heavier, and the girl who only had the triple strength of entering the body had long been frightened.

"Do the slaves still think that he is a poor boy in distress, and even threw away his baggage in order to escape for his life......? The slaves still thought ...... He didn't cultivate......" The girl explained in a panic, but the more she explained, the more confused she became. Du Chuanchang and the other Demon Dao disciples gradually showed impatient expressions, obviously, they would not believe the girl's words at all. (To be continued.) )