"Why?"

In the Valley of the Poison God, in the main hall of the Ten Thousand Poison Gate, the Poison God sat on a chair in the hall and looked coldly at the young man below, his eyes full of incomprehension and indignation.

The aura of slaughter filled the entire hall, and the nearly 100 disciples of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect standing on both sides did not dare to take a breath, one by one they were silent, lowered their heads, and did not dare to look at the scene in front of them.

Holding the handle of the chair with both hands, the poison god forcibly suppressed his anger and asked: "Why do you want to do this, with your cultivation, you should be able to detect that I don't have a few years to live, this Ten Thousand Poison Gate will be yours sooner or later, aren't you doing this now to give the Ghost King Sect a chance to take advantage of?" Confused! ”

In the battle of Tianyin Temple, Mo Wen's voice soared, but on the contrary, the Ten Thousand Poison Gate suffered heavy casualties, although it was a little stronger than the Tianyin Temple that was destroyed, but it could be regarded as a broken muscle. If this is just a compromise by Mo Wen as a last resort, then the poison god may still be able to accept it, but ninety percent of the dead are his subordinates, and if he can't see what Mo Wen wants to do, he will have lived in vain for so many years.

Therefore, after Mo Wen returned victoriously, what he was waiting for was not a celebratory banquet, but a public questioning by the poison god.

I saw the poison god said with a sad face: "My apprentice, I have treated you well as a teacher all these years, can't you even afford to wait for this little time, do you know that every time I support for my teacher, my Ten Thousand Poison Sect will be able to grow under the joint efforts of my master and apprentice, and you will have a few more chances of winning in the future with the Ghost King Sect, what do you want to do!" ”

looked at the old man who was grief-stricken and angry, and his eyes were red. The corners of Mo Wen's mouth suddenly showed a sneer, and the sarcastic look like looking at a clown made the poison god's expression stiffen.

Then I saw Mo Wen and said lightly: "What I want to do, don't you already know what you want to do, Master?" Why bother now? ”

"Not bad. You have been good to me all these years, and my poor senior brothers have been deposed and killed by you, and they have all been thrown out, leaving me alone to inherit the mantle, but do you really trust me? Although the old demon of Duanmu is subordinate to me, don't you know that this is a shadow left to balance me? He and the vampire old demon are bright and dark, plus a hundred poisons who have always been 'neutral'. It's the killer move you used to deal with me after you return to the West! ”

In the main hall, on the right hand side of the poison god, an old man with gray hair stiffened slightly. But it was the old demon of Duanmu mentioned by Mo Wen, listening to Mo Wen's words at this time, his eyes were full of surprise, and he didn't know where he had revealed his flaws. And sit on the throne. The face of the poison god became more and more ugly.

But Mo Wen ignored this, and said to himself: "Also, in the past few years, how many times have you secretly poisoned Baguio, three or four times?" If it weren't for the disciple's study of the Ten Thousand Poisons True Scripture, I'm afraid this wife wouldn't have been able to keep it! ”

Speaking of this, the two sides almost tore their faces, and the poison god no longer maintained his previous heartache. Instead, his eyes were glowing red, and he sneered: "It's just a cheap maid of the Ghost King Sect." I asked you to marry her for the sake of my Holy Sect's plan, but it was useless at this time, so naturally I had to get rid of her, why, are you dissatisfied with the decision to be a teacher? Isn't that why you really want to take refuge in those guys from the Ghost King Sect and betray my Ten Thousand Poison Sect?! ”

Mo Wen didn't answer directly, but looked the poison god up and down, and suddenly showed an extremely happy expression, like a child getting a favorite gift, and this kind of expression, the poison god had never seen it from Mo Wen before, even when he accepted Mo Wen as a closed disciple and announced a few years ago that he would hand over the Ten Thousand Poison Gate to him, he was never so happy.

Gently snorted, and a cold light suddenly appeared in Mo Wen's eyes.

"Master, after talking for a long time, I finally have a sentence to the point."

"-Yes, I just want to take refuge in the Ghost King Sect and betray the Ten Thousand Poison Sect."

"Not only that, but I also want to destroy the inheritance of the Ten Thousand Poison Gate and uproot this place!"

The words were resolute and without a trace of leeway, and Mo Wen's expression was even a little hideous at this time.

And as soon as these words came out, everyone in the hall was in an uproar, and these Ten Thousand Poison Sect disciples looked at Mo Wen in horror, and they couldn't believe that this deputy sect master who was under one person and above ten thousand people could say such a thing.

The poison god trembled with anger, although he also had some conjectures in his heart before, he still had a trace of illusion, thinking that Mo Wen just wanted to compete with him for power and profit, but at this time, this illusion was ruthlessly broken by Mo Wen.

Slamming the chair, the poison god Huo Ran stood up, and his tall body suddenly exuded an unprecedented murderous aura.

"What are you talking about, you scoundrel!"

Although the longevity of the poison god is approaching, his demonic skills have not been wasted, and under the big drink, the power is also amazing, the black smoke is billowing all over his body, and the true yuan is gushing, which makes people breathless.

But Mo Wen was not to be outdone, and took a step forward, with the brilliance of blue, gold, and red on his body, and he was not afraid of the momentum of the poison god.

"Old fellow, are you old enough to be deaf? I said that I was going to destroy the Ten Thousand Poison Gate and destroy the inheritance here! ”

Laughing angrily, looking at the iron-hearted Mo Wen, the poison god laughed out loud.

"Good, good! I can't imagine that the old man has been spanning his life, but in his old age, he is blind, and he accepts such a white-eyed wolf as you, and people come from left and right, take down this rebel for me! ”

After that, the poison god waved his hand and signaled to capture Mo Wen left and right, since this disciple had already developed an antipathy, then why should he be polite! As for the future of the Ten Thousand Poison Gate, it can't be controlled so much at this time.

It's just that the next moment, his face changed, and with his order, more than half of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect disciples took out the magic weapon, but many people quietly took a step back, looking at this qiē with uncertain expressions, without the slightest intention of making a move, and more than a dozen people stood directly behind Mo Wen, looking like they were advancing and retreating together.

You must know that because of the interrogation of Mo Wen this time, the people summoned by the poison god were all people who he thought were from the 'own' line, but he didn't expect that in the end, so many people would fall to Mo Wen's side.

Turning his head suddenly, the poisonous god stared at Mo Wen viciously, gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, it is worthy of the apprentice I carefully trained, is this the back hand you left?" ”

Mo Wen shrugged his shoulders, with a hint of playfulness on his face, "Speaking of which, the disciple is too anxious, watching you grow old day by day, but I can't bear it anymore, otherwise in a few years, I am sure that more than half of the people here will be on my side." After all, you're old! ”

Hearing this, the poison god was even more furious, his eyes swept over Mo Wen and the few traitors, and said coldly: "Do you think that people can escape today just by relying on this?" Or do you feel that your wings are stiff, and your Taoism is far beyond being a teacher? ”

Mo Wen shook his head and chuckled: "Master, your old man is old and strong, and the disciple naturally doesn't dare to face you like this, so he specially prepared a generous gift for you!" ”

Before the words fell, a shocking shout of killing suddenly sounded outside the main hall.

A moment later, a disciple with a bloodied face barged in and shouted at the poison god.

"Lord Sect, the Ghost, the Ghost King Sect and the Hehuan Sect have joined forces to kill in!" (To be continued......)

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