"Really? But the disciple thinks that this time, you will not be able to go anywhere! ”

The color of the heavens and the earth changed, the wind and clouds gathered, and under the huge and deep dark whirlpool, a figure in white stood proudly.

Acacia led the thunder, and Mo Wen's eyes quietly looked down, chanting a spell in his mouth.

"Nine Heavens Xuansha, turned into divine thunder. Huanghuang Tianwei, lead it with a sword! ”

Looking at the majestic, solemn, god-like figure, the poison god gritted his teeth with hatred.

"Excalibur Thunder Magic! Rebel, you will not die well! ”

He didn't expect that the Ten Thousand Poisons Guizong Bag could kill Mo Wen, and those poisons could only deal with miscellaneous soldiers, but he could only delay some time against the real masters, and he just wanted to take advantage of this, so that he could escape so that he could make a comeback, and no matter how bad it was, he would leave the inheritance of the Ten Thousand Poison Gate, but he didn't expect Mo Wen's reaction to be so fast, and before he could escape far, he was locked by the Divine Sword and Thunder True Technique, and now he can't do it without trying hard.

Clenching his teeth, the poison god manipulated the Ten Thousand Poisons Returning Sect Bag, allowing those poisonous insects to pounce on Mo Wen in the sky.

The black swarm of insects was like a huge wave crashing towards Mo Wen, and in the blink of an eye, it was about to drown him.

"Die!"

With a low shout, the dazzling thunder slashed down in the air.

Everywhere they passed, countless insects were reduced to ashes, and the entire wave was split in two.

The raging thunder was like a raging dragon, going down the river in the black ocean and heading straight for the poison god.

"Hold it up for me!"

The poison god shouted viciously, under his manipulation. Countless poisonous insects desperately pounced on the lightning, trying to stop the blow with their bodies.

But it didn't work, like a moth to a fire. All the qiē turned to dust in that electric lightning.

In the dazzling light, a huge thunderbolt crashed down.

"No!"

The poison god could only let out a miserable scream, and then he was drowned in the thunder light.

The station of the Ten Thousand Poison Gate was built on the quagmire of the Poisonous Serpent Valley, and there was plenty of water vapor, and under that blow, a layer of mist rose up in the entire valley.

He cast a spell to blow away the clouds and mist. Looking at the figure crawling in the deep pit, half of his body was scorched, Mo Wen just smiled. Slowly fell.

At this time, the ghost king and the others all rushed out of the main hall, and no one made a sound, and they all watched this qiē quietly.

The oldest of the Demon Sect is finally going to end here, and the one who killed him was only a young man in his early twenties. It makes people sigh. There is a feeling that the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves.

"Why?"

With only the last breath left, half of his body turned into a charred poison god, looking at Mo Wen who was walking step by step, his eyes had a hint of clarity, he pursed his lips a little dry, and asked Mo Wen in a low voice.

He never understood why his most proud disciple finally chose to betray. No matter from which point of view, inheriting the Ten Thousand Poison Gate should be his best choice. Doing this like today, even if he wants to have any other ideas in the future, I'm afraid it won't be easy, he is tantamount to giving up the foundation of the Ten Thousand Poison Gate.

The Ten Thousand Poison Gate is over, and now the Poison God only wants to know the answer.

After being silent for a moment, Mo Wen suddenly said softly: "Back then, you shouldn't have said that. ”

"That sentence?"

The poison god was stunned for a moment, and then a scene from many years ago came to his mind, the confrontation between good and evil, the young man who was almost spewing fire in his eyes, and the fainting girl below.

"You, just for the sake of such a woman, are you going to destroy my Ten Thousand Poison Gate?"

Coughing violently, the poison god's eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at Mo Wen in disbelief.

"It's, just for that woman!"

Resentment, remorse, unwillingness!

Listening to the truth of the matter, the poison god couldn't accept it at all, he even wanted to stretch out and grab Mo Wen, and asked him loudly, if he had a broken head, just for such a woman, he actually wanted to give up the great cause of unifying the demon sect!

"Yes, just for such a woman!"

Dodging the hand of the poisonous god, Mo Wen stepped on his chest with a kick, and his whole body bent down, looking into his eyes.

"Ten Thousand Poison Gate, it's just a tool for me to play games, I never put it in my eyes, when I'm in a good mood, I may use it, but if it itself makes me very unhappy, then what use do I keep it!"

With a slight force under his feet, Mo Wen just crushed it, causing the poison god to spurt out a mouthful of blood.

Blood sprayed on Mo Wen's body, and the originally white robe was instantly stained with red spots, but Mo Wen didn't care, but instead showed a hideous smile, and kept increasing his strength.

There was a crunching sound, and a moment later, the bones in the poison god's chest were crushed by Mo Wen.

"You, you rebel!"

With a large mouth of blood, the poison god was tormented by pain until the last trace of brilliance remained in his eyes.

But Mo Wen turned a blind eye, and said to himself on the side: "But that stupid woman is different, she is a very important storage for me, even if I deceived her and hurt her, in the end, she still left me a treasure that is more precious than the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, no, and the entire Demon Sect." ”

"So, if I don't destroy the Ten Thousand Poison Gate, what face will I have to see her in the future!"

Intrinsic Skills:

Genius (A/A): A smart brain allows you to do more with less, and your intelligence is unmatched. (Effect - Resident, intellectual improvement, a clearer understanding of the essence of things, a significant increase in learning efficiency and understanding, and the ability to innovate or improve by leaps and bounds.) (Upgrade, from B+/A to A/A)

Noble Phantasm:

Bound Gods

Grade: A-

Category: Treasure Phantasm

Powerful chains of bondage multiply their power against creatures with divinity or ancient bloodline.

Maybe it was because he saw that the poison god was about to die, or in order to confirm that what he said was true, Mo Wen made a slight move of his hand, and red chains appeared from the void behind him, and under his manipulation, he tied up the poison god at once.

Wailing incessantly. The layers of chains continued to tighten, strangling deep into the flesh of the poison god, and the bones on the other party's body shattered one after another under the tremendous force. In the blink of an eye, the poison god was no longer human, and had become something similar to noodles, and the scene was extremely bloody.

But the poison god is not dead, Mo Wenkong zhì is strong, and at the same time, from time to time he sends a little true yuan into the other party's body, not to save his life. But until he had had enough, he would never let the poison god die.

The faces of several high-ranking Demon Sect leaders present changed slightly, it was not that they couldn't stand this kind of scene. They have also seen it even more disgusting, but the poison god is the oldest predecessor of the Demon Sect after all, and being abused and killed in front of them like this will inevitably make them feel sad about the death of a rabbit and a fox.

The Blue Dragon Holy Envoy took a step forward. "Mo Wen. That's enough! The poison god is also one of the patriarchs of my holy sect, so you can give him a pain-"

Before he finished speaking, a hand was placed on his shoulder and pulled him violently, but it was the ghost king who suddenly made a move.

The next moment, a blue light slashed across Qinglong's cheek, and then slammed into the ground not far away.

His cheeks tingled slightly, and Qinglong wiped it with his hand, and his hand was bright red and bloody.

"You!"

Qinglong is angry. The Qiankun Qingguang Ring had a faint luster, and he was about to do it. But the ghost king held him deadly.

"Sect Master, this kid is too much, we must teach him a lesson!"

Qinglong was angry, thinking that as one of the four holy envoys of the Ghost King Sect, his status was so noble, and this kid on the other side actually shot at him silently, how could he endure it!

But the Ghost King shook his head and motioned for him to turn his head away.

Qinglong was puzzled, looked over, and then gasped.

I don't know when, Mo Wen's eyes were already blood-red, and wisps of black qi were constantly circulating.

Mo Wen didn't speak, and there was no expression on his face, just stood there quietly.

But Qinglong knew that as long as he said another word, the other party would definitely do it immediately and never die.

"Cut!" Turning his head unhappily, Qinglong no longer paid attention to Mo Wen.

After all, Mo Wen is the son-in-law of the Ghost King, and it is impossible for him Qinglong to kill the other party, of course, there is one thing that Qinglong will never admit, that is, under those red eyes, he is a little afraid.

Seeing that Qinglong was soft, Mo Wen no longer paid attention to him, and even returned his gaze to the poison god.

"Master, do you know how much I've been looking forward to this day in the past five years? Rest assured, I'll never let anyone bother you, we can play for a long time! ”

The rope of the god was tightened and loosened under the operation of the incomprehensible land, leaving the poison god on the verge of pain and sobriety, seeking to survive but not begging for death.

But the physical pain is far less than the one that comes up in his heart, and at this moment, the poison god just wants to cry bitterly, and he is ruined just because of a woman!

He is sorry for the ancestors of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect!

Gritting his teeth in pain, his hatred was unforgettable, and the poisonous god suddenly raised his head and stared at Mo Wen deadly.

"You rebel! The old man only hated that he was blind back then, so he would take you as an apprentice, and that cheap maid, if he hadn't died early, the old man must-"

With a bang, the poison god's head exploded like a watermelon.

Looking at the headless corpse of the poison god, and then at his bloodstained hands, Mo Wen frowned.

"Cut, cheap old guy!"

casually threw the corpse to the insect swarm that had not dissipated in the distance, watching the corpse bones being devoured by the poisons little by little, Mo Wen took a deep breath, but turned around and left without saying a word, everywhere he passed, the members of the Demon Sect consciously gave way to it, Mo Wen's actions today made them unforgettable in this life, ruthless, grudgeful, and extremely cultivated, no one wanted to touch the unheard-of mold at this time, whether it was the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, the Ghost King Sect or the people of the Hehuan Sect.

It's just that looking at his gradually departing back, the crowd is also slightly commotion, and some people hesitate to follow, after all, for the group of people who surrendered to the Ten Thousand Poison Gate, it is a good choice to keep up with Mo Wen at this time, and it is a good choice to show loyalty, they are traitors, and Mo Wen is their boss, if they form a group, they can also occupy a large position in the unified Holy Sect, not only them, looking at Mo Wen, Mrs. Sanmiao also seems to be a little moved, lowered her head, I don't know what she is thinking.

Seeing this, Youji frowned slightly, glanced at Qinglong, and wanted to say something to the Ghost King, but the Ghost King chuckled, and suddenly said loudly at Mo Wen's back: "Wen'er, the Holy Sect is about to be unified, how about I give you the position of the sect leader?" ”

As soon as these words came out, the scene was tight, everyone looked at the Ghost King, I don't know what he was paying attention to, as a member of the Demon Sect, did they think that the Ghost King would be so kind and let go of the position of the sect leader at his fingertips, could it be that he had just destroyed the Ten Thousand Poison Gate, and he was going to start another battle?

Youji and Qinglong's faces changed slightly, but Lady Sanmiao stared at the ghost king with beautiful eyes, as if she wanted to see through his true thoughts.

But at this time, there was an unheard voice.

"I'm not interested, I'm going back to accompany Baguio!"

The ghost king showed an expression on his face, as if he wanted to explain only to Youji and Qinglong, and then wanted to say to everyone: "Don't worry, as long as Yao'er is there, we won't turn our faces between our sons-in-law!" ”

Hearing this, Mrs. Sanmiao smiled slightly bitterly and did not speak, and the crowd that was originally in a little commotion calmed down, after all, no one is stupid, if Mo Wen doesn't want to fight for that position, they jump out, do they want to die?

It seems that this time the Holy Religion is really going to be unified!

Looking at the ghost king with a face full of spring light, everyone thought to themselves in their hearts. (To be continued......)