But it's a pity, how can the people of the Holy Water Sect be so easy to get along with, the Holy Water Sect that holds part of the remnants of the Nine Heavens Xuannu, there are many ways to deal with poison, and it is easy to die, Lei Qianqi, the poison of the stupid hat under the ring, actually came from the Poison Dragon Sect, and was recognized by Mingquan at a glance. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Mingquan didn't care about whether such a poison had anything to do with Du Chuanchang at this time, anyway, she had the dragon slaying poison in her hand, so she could just pour a pot of Feiquan Senior Aunt, and there would be no danger. Lei Qianqi's last desperate counterattack had no effect except for making Feiquan's face tremble.

However, the matter didn't end so quickly, after Fang Tianhang re-tied the scabbard, he turned around and said coldly to Wan Jianxin: "The surname is Wan, don't be too arrogant, don't forget that you are a ...... of the Divine Sword Sect."

He couldn't finish speaking, because the silver dust had already emerged from his side, a cold little hand pinched the scabbard on his waist, and in the next second, a red light flashed, and a good spiritual weapon completely turned into a pool of molten iron under the Great Incineration Technique.

"It's okay for me to be arrogant for him, I'm a traitor to the Demon Pavilion. There was an innocent expression on his little face, and Fang Tianhang faced the silver dust that was close at hand, only to feel a mixture of humiliation, anger, fear and helplessness boiling in the depths of his heart.

The momentum of silver dust is not the gas transformation period, but the merger period. The aura exuded by a mage is completely different from that of a warrior.

"Okay everyone, whether it's a fellow Daoist of the Demon Dao or an opponent of the Righteous Path, hurry up and pack up and leave, anyway, the deity doesn't want to stay any longer, by the way, if the deity takes this Blood Floating Slaughter out of the secret realm, this entrance is likely to close automatically. The deity has no mind to wait for those who are irrelevant. Feng Lieshan, who got a bumper harvest at the last moment, kindly urged everyone for the first time. It's not that his conscience found out, but that he was in a good mood at this time, and the almost instinctive compassion hidden in the deepest layers of his bones and blood actually began to attack.

"Let's go!" Not only him, but even Du Chuanchang began to urge, because he thought that the harvest of this trip was richer than Feng Lieshan's.

People carried the package, beckoned friends to the passage, opened the door at the end of the treasure house, and set out on the way home one after another, who would have thought that the monks who were originally fighting and fighting were primitive and barbaric, at this time, they could actually line up to walk out of the treasure house like a group of citizens of civilized society.

However, at the moment when the last monk walked out of the treasure house, Lei Qianqi, who had fallen to the ground, suddenly bounced up, his eyes were hollow, his expression was distorted, his wind was gone, and his vitality was cut off. At this time, he has turned into a zombie.

The steps upward, step after step, seem to lead straight to the ladder of faith in heaven. The 172 monks marched slowly up the wide stone steps in a loose column of three lines, and they had 48 hours to leave. Quite plenty of time.

They walked, their steps messy and heavy, because almost all of them had no light weight on them. At this time, these monks had no way to find the war horses of the Demon Realm Gate to help them, and they could only rely on themselves, only two thick legs and a pair of strong shoulders. Aunt Mingquan, and even the soft girls of the Xie Yu Sect all carried them on their shoulders, which made the footsteps of their group sound particularly like migrant workers catching a train.

I don't know when the footsteps suddenly became dense, not like the footsteps of more than a hundred people, but like thousands of troops crossing the border. "Oh no! there are zombies! Everyone, run!" An exclamation from a certain casual cultivator caused the team to be directly confused, some people wanted to throw down their things and run away immediately, but there were many more who were not willing to let go of the wealth they had at all.

The crowd was confused, and the shoving, stampede, which for a short moment turned into cries of terror and despair, as endless zombies suddenly emerged from above and below the steps, not even knowing from which side door on the wall.

People panicked. The sound of the weapon unsheathed was chaotic, and it seemed to be particularly caught off guard. At this time, Wang Shenhai, who somehow ran to the Golden Sword Gate's retreat, drew his weapon desperately and tiredly, and then turned his gaze to Wan Jianxin.

He only saw Wan Jianxin's unusually side face that was calm and relaxed.

Wan Jianxin didn't put down the things in his hand, let alone pull out the sword with an extra hand, he just stood still, looked at the disheveled zombies with a calm gaze, and sighed deeply.

At this time, they were at the front of the line, because when they went out, the Golden Knife Gate was at the front, and until now, about 8 meters above them, there was a large pile of stinking zombies, and those zombies were wearing tattered clothes to kill Matt.

The deceased of Excalibur Gate.

Wan Jianxin looked at those zombies with deep eyes like that, while Wang Shenhai looked at him. Deep envy and remorse flowed deep in Wang Shenhai's gaze, as well as a sense of security that broke his heart. Following Wan Jianxin's side, he knew that he had no chance with Ronghua and Fugui, but his body and heart felt relied on, comfortable and stable together. He knew that he couldn't turn back, for the sake of his father, old folks, and his glory and wealth, he couldn't betray Fang Tianhang, but at the same time, he envied the calmness and confidence in Wan Jianxin's body, that was the kind of aura that brought him a sense of security, he knew that Fang Tianhang or Mingquan couldn't bring him that feeling.

Wan Jianxin ignored Wang Shenhai, he just looked at those zombies quietly for a while, and then said softly:

"Silver Dust, bury them. ”

"Alright, the Shattering Heaven Splitting Ten Thousand Gods Thunder Sword. ”

The sky above the magician's head turned into an array of light of judgment, and one ray of light fell, completely turning the filth and evil into nothingness. Before the zombies could even pounce on the monks and fight them, they were engulfed in pillars of light.

The team set off again. The power of light shines brightly on the future. The monks carrying large bags and small bags kept walking upwards until they came out of one of the gates of the Purple Blood Temple, and did not stop again until they reached a rainbow bridge composed entirely of blood-colored light.

At this time, they all stood high in the sky, facing the new sun that was gradually rising, and looked at the sky under their feet in amazement and luck.

Zombies, endless zombies, zombies that filled every inch of land under their feet, swayed aimlessly around the lonely quadrangular pyramid-shaped Purple Blood Fairy Mountain, those dead things, there was no way to know that there was still a group of living people standing in the blood-colored rainbow bridge above their heads.

"It doesn't look like anyone is going to keep up with me anymore. Let's go. Feng Lieshan looked at the zombies moved by the ants under his feet, shook his head, and then urged everyone, and the group carried the priceless "luggage" and continued to hurry.

Except for the clear spring.

"Liu Ling'er, how long are you going to pretend to be stupid?" The ruthless and unrighteous voice sounded in the morning breeze. However, this time, not many people were willing to stop and watch the excitement.

"Please spare your life! Liu Ling'er will not dare anymore!" Liu Ling'er cried and knelt down to beg for mercy, but no matter how she kowtowed, she couldn't make the blood-red light bridge make a sound, so her actions looked a little insincere.

"How could it be. Mingquan's voice was still cold and ruthless, not like the bitter cold, but like a gray-white ruin: "You keep saying that the third gate is fake, but what is the result? Behind that gate there is a treasure that even the imperial court can't muster! You keep saying that the middle gate leads to the treasure house, but what is the result? Then out of the puppet sect came out of the puppet sect, and the main palace that was almost killed! You are also the old man of the Xie Yu Sect, you know the rules of the Xie Yu Sect! Ah? The master who does not serve you well will be punished, how do you say this sect will punish you?"

"Please ...... Please also ask the master to be able to open the net, the slave and the maid are willing to be cattle and horses in the future, and serve the master, and there will never be such a mistake again! Please also ask the master to bypass the slave and maid this time......" Liu Ling'er was already crying, howling and begging for mercy, her cry was like her person, not soft, but very real.

"Do you still want to be a cow and a horse? Is your rotten life as expensive as a dog raised by this palace?" Mingquan sneered ruthlessly, and then said the order that made Liu Ling'er completely desperate: "Jump down, jump directly from here, or go back with this palace, just let this palace send away all your family!" Speaking of the second half of the sentence, Mingquan's voice was no longer ruthless, but as cruel as a demon, which was the most usual cruelty of the feudal imperial power to the people of Limin.

Liu Ling'er didn't kowtow, she stood up silently, walked to the edge of the rainbow bridge, turned her back to Mingquan, and seemed to really plan to follow her order, jump from this height and fall into a meatloaf, and then be divided and eaten by the zombies below.

"Master, do you remember? You once taught the slave and the maid that the most ruthless and unrighteous emperor family since ancient times, you said, the slave and the maid jumped from here, will you let the slave and the maid's family go?" she said, laughing, let out a crying laugh, the laughter was so powerless, so helpless, so incompetent, it seemed to be just the most insignificant protest of an ant, but just shooting such laughter, Ming Quan felt a tight sense of fear.

"What kind of person is this palace, and you will also rebel, do you actually have the courage to question the credibility of this palace?" Ming Quan's voice was full of arrogance and threat.

"The slave and the maid don't dare, the slave and the maid directly think that the master will not keep the promise, anyway, the slave and the maid can't see it, and it doesn't matter. Liu Ling'er turned around and faced Mingquan, but Mingquan shuddered, because at this time, the muscles, skin, and even bones on her face were slowly dissolving and falling off.

"The slave maid came from the north, she was originally a princess of the Northern Empire, and the slave maid was surnamed Haran, because of the royal family's Xiao Wall, which caused trouble to her parents, she was forced to ask for the south, and she was not known how to wash her identity and sell it to your mansion...... Since the slave and maid were ten years old, they have been serving the master for nearly ten years, and the slave and maid themselves plan to never go back to the north again, and never think about the hateful so-called puppet dynasty again, but just now, a word from the master has written off everything that the slave and maid have been silently accompanying for more than nine years. The slave and maid thought, since the eldest princess of the Southern Imperial Court and the eldest princess in her hometown are all the way, then what is the point of the slave and maid being away from their hometown for so many years? The slave and maid do not know why the master treats the slave and maid like this, and the slave and maid do not know why the master has not remembered the little benefit, a little bit of friendship, and a little bit of benevolence and righteousness of the slave and maid for nine years! The slave and maid only know that the slave and maid's surname is Haran, but it is not really something that can make people be bullied and humiliated from birth to death. Liu Ling'er, or Harlan Ling'er, said these words softly in front of Aunt Mingquan, and her voice was empty, as empty as the lonely wind in the heavens. After she said these words, she didn't even give Mingquan a time to react, she suddenly fell to the sky and fell headlong into the rainbow bridge.

"Nine Shadows and Hidden Heavens, Heaven and Earth Divine Punishment, with my blood and body, as a sacrifice, I am willing to do it, break my soul, and I will do it, although I will die, I have no regrets!" Her voice spread through the blue sky, through the heavenly wind of hunting, as if some kind of magic of prophecy or prayer, penetrating all material and spreading to everyone's heart. With her singing, the heavens and the earth suddenly shook, and the thunder that seemed to tremble from the deepest part of the starry sky roared through the sky.

The rules of heaven and earth have changed drastically once again.

"The Southern Empire will die under the Black Feather Army!Mingjue Palace!All are ****!" she finally roared hoarsely, and then her body was directly shattered into slag at a height of thousands of feet, and before it even fell to the ground, it was suddenly blown away by a violent blow.

The space roared and trembled.

"Great Prophecy?" Silver Dust, who was walking at the front, suddenly looked up at the blood-colored gate that was open at the height of the sky. She heard Liu Ling'er's singing, and at the same time seemed to feel something.

"That doesn't seem like a good sign, guys, we've got to hurry. As soon as he had finished speaking, he rushed forward, and suddenly his steps became hurried.

The people behind also hurried to follow. Everyone's faces showed a solemn look of uncertain future, only Ming Quan, who walked at the back of the line, turned pale.

She knew what it was, she never thought that Liu Ling'er would have such a background, let alone that Liu Ling'er would be such a terrible [witchcraft]. It seems to be a terrible secret method called "The Obituary of the Wronged Ghost", sacrificing oneself, and words will come true.

Her psychology suddenly gathered an evil fire, this pot of evil anger could not be extinguished no matter how she urged "Avenue Ruthless", she wanted revenge, not only thinking about breaking Liu Ling'er's family into pieces, she knew that she couldn't relieve her anger.

"Damn, what's going on? Is there still an emotion in this world that "The Great Road is Ruthless" can't be quelled? Desperate! Desperate! Calm down! Calm down this palace!" she muttered as she sped up and chased after everyone.

The portal in the sky also lowered the red light at this time.

The nightmare seems to be coming to an end.

[End of Volume 1] (To be continued.) )