Chapter Eighty-Three: Don't Go When You Come!
"Not good!"
At the moment when Qin Zhou's figure disappeared, the pupils shrank and suddenly exclaimed.
The poison god's face also changed, and he hurriedly used his mana, and his hands were crossed in front of his chest to resist.
But the next moment, a huge force suddenly came from his chest, and the poison god involuntarily flew upside down, crashing into several disciples behind him, and the crowd instantly scattered in all directions!
And the poison god also slammed heavily on the ground, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood gushed out in an instant!
There was silence in the hall.
Everyone looked in horror at where the poison god had been standing...... There, a person stood proudly with an indifferent face, with a sneer of disdain on the corner of his mouth, it was Qin Zhou!
"Poof...... Ahem......"
Ignoring the wails of several disciples behind him, the poison god covered his chest with traces of blood hanging from the corners of his mouth, and looked at Qin Zhou in horror.
"You ......"
Before the words fell, he saw that Qin Zhou suddenly disappeared again!
Immediately after, everyone saw a white light flash in the hall, and a black shadow instantly appeared in front of the poison god......
"No!"
The poison god's eyes widened, looking at the dazzling white light in front of him, and he didn't even have time to use his mana to block it, he only felt a pain in his eyebrows, and he lost consciousness......
"Congratulations to the host, change the plot and get 10,000 luck points!"
Slowly straightened up, glanced at the dead poison god on the ground, Qin Zhou turned around, looked at the ten thousand people, and smiled coldly: "Demon Dao giant?
The hall was silent again.
What they saw!
Poison God, dead??
Ten thousand people shrank their pupils, but they didn't dare to think about it anymore, the hand under the robe moved, and a small black tripod appeared in front of him in an instant, and he hit Qin Zhou in the air, and at the same time shouted in his mouth: "Do it!"
With a loud roar, the rest of the people in the hall came back to their senses, and seeing the ten thousand people in front of them, they didn't have time to be shocked, and they all sacrificed their magic weapons and faced their opponents!
"Boom!"
The battle is on the verge of breaking out!
All kinds of lights flashed in the hall, and in a moment, all kinds of magic weapons bombarded together!
I saw that on the side of the Demon Sect, including Fulongding, where thousands of people were going, most of the magic weapons were all coming towards Qin Zhou.
However, at this moment, Qin Zhou's figure disappeared again!
When he reappeared, he was already behind Mrs. Sanmiao, the master of the Hehuan Sect!
Ten thousand people's eyes suddenly changed again, and they exclaimed, "Be careful!"
"Boom!"
The next moment, with all kinds of magic weapons hitting the place where Qin Zhou was originally standing, a white light flashed behind Lady Sanmiao......
Immediately afterwards, I heard a miserable scream from Mrs. Sanmiao, and her body rushed forward, slamming heavily on the ground, and her pretty white face was bleeding, and she didn't seem to be alive......
Ten thousand people's faces were solemn, and they instantly raised their hands to recall Fu Longding, but suddenly they felt a sense of crisis coming from behind them, and they were about to turn around, and there was another red light shooting from the left!
Ten thousand people shrank their pupils, and before they had time to think about it, the mana all over their bodies instantly came out of their bodies, protected their bodies, and then turned around and slammed into the strong wind behind them!
"Boom!"
With a loud bang, 10,000 people flew upside down and fell to the ground, blood gushing out of their mouths!
When the 10,000 people went to their original location, a black shadow suddenly appeared, standing half a foot above the ground.
If it's not Qin Zhou, who else can there be!
"I still have some ability!" Looking at the ugly faces on the ground, Qin Zhou smiled faintly, although his words were arrogant, his eyes were as calm as water.
At this time, a figure next to him floated in and stood beside Qin Zhou.
But it was Tian Buyi who also came, obviously the red mang just now was sent out by his "Red Spirit" fairy sword!
Tian Buyi held the immortal sword in his hand, nodded to Qin Zhou, and looked at the ten thousand people on the ground with murderous intent on his face.
I saw that ten thousand people were looking at the originally white face, but now it was even paler, there was a trace of blood hanging from the corner of the mouth, and the left abdomen was even more bloody, obviously injured by Tian Buyi's red spirit just now!
"Ahem!"
Ten thousand people coughed up a mouthful of blood again, staring at Qin Zhou and Tian Buyi tightly, their eyes gradually became calm, but their hearts continued to sink.
"Daddy!"
There was an exclamation, and then a green shadow flashed over, helping everyone up.
But it was Baguio who saw that 10,000 people were getting hurt, and rushed over anxiously regardless of the opponent beside him.
"Sect Master!"
"Sect Master!"
At this time, several masters of the Ghost King Sect also flashed to the side of 10,000 people, protecting 10,000 people in the middle, and looked at Qin Zhou and Tian Buyi vigilantly.
Ten thousand people raised their hands to stop Baguio who wanted to speak, glanced at Qin Zhou deeply, waved his hand, beckoned Fu Longding in the distance, and as soon as his body moved, he turned around and walked towards the outside of the Yuqing Palace.
"Withdraw!"
Baguio and several disciples of the Ghost King Sect tightly guarded the thousands of people, and their figures quickly disappeared into the crowd of righteous and demonic beings who were fighting around them.
As soon as Tian Buyi's body moved, he grabbed the Red Spirit Immortal Sword tightly, and wanted to chase it, but was stopped by Qin Zhou......
"No need to chase, I have my own plans!"
Qin Zhou shook his head at Tian Buyi, looking at the direction of the ten thousand people leaving, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, a trace of inexplicable look flashed in his eyes, and then turned around and walked towards the battlefield next to him.
Tian Buyi's face was full of puzzlement, but seeing Qin Zhou's indifferent expression, he didn't say more, glanced at the Ghost King Sect who had disappeared, so he no longer hesitated, sacrificed the fairy sword, and turned around to join the battlefield.
In the Yuqing Palace, the sound of fighting and killing continued, all kinds of light flew, and people from both the righteous and the demonic realms continued to fall.
But most of the people who fell were the people of the Demon Sect, because on the side of the Demon Sect, most of the masters were restrained by the people of Qingyunmen, and the dead on the righteous side were basically the junior disciples of Tongtian Peak.
In addition to Dao Xuan Zhenren, the remaining five vein heads and the elders of each peak in Qingyun Sect each contained an enemy. Except for Master Shuiyue, who fought against Yuyangzi, the rest were basically pressing the opponent, and the leaders of the Demon Sect were killed, injured and fled, and the situation had become a one-sided situation!
Master Shuiyue had a serious face, holding a purple long sword, fighting with Yuyangzi, and the attack was fierce, as if he wanted to raise all the evil qi of today.
On the other hand, Yuyangzi, in the face of Master Shuiyue's strong attack, was basically on the defensive, with a heavy mood and no fighting spirit at all.
From the time the poison god died, Yuyangzi knew that today, I am afraid that it will be planted!
His dream of becoming the next black-hearted old man is afraid that it will be shattered!
The top master of the Holy Sect, the poison god was killed by that terrifying youth, and Mrs. Sanmiao didn't know life and death, only he and the sect master of the Ghost King Sect were ten thousand people, and they definitely couldn't stop the master of Qingyunmen.
By the way, what about 10,000 people?
Dodging Master Shuiyue's ferocious sword, Yuyangzi took the opportunity to look back, and almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood!
I saw that in the Yuqing Hall now, where are there still the shadows of thousands of people, except for a few lying on the ground, even the people of the Ghost King Sect can't see it!
"Ten thousand people!"
Yu Yangzi was furious in his heart, let out a long roar, dodged the attack of Master Shuiyue, and took a few steps back.
"Disciples of the Immortal Hall, withdraw with me!"
Yuyangzi secretly hated in his heart, and now he didn't know where he was that they were sold by the people of the Ghost King Sect, and the people who used them to drag Qingyunmen had already taken the opportunity to escape.
Now the high-end combat power of the Demon Sect, in addition to him, there is also the traitor Cangsong Daoren of Qingyunmen, and there is only one Mrs. Sanmiao who is lying in the corner of the main hall and does not know whether she is alive or dead.
If you don't leave, will you stay and die?
Yuyangzi had a retreat in his heart, called the disciples of the Immortal Hall, and wanted to flee outside.
As for the people of the Ten Thousand Poison Gate and the Hehuan Sect, the master of the sect is gone, let them die!
Yu Yangzi looked at the only three or four remaining Immortal Hall masters around him, and his heart ached, this time besieging Qingyun, Immortal Hall sent more than a hundred elite disciples, dozens of masters in the sect, but now there are only a few left.
Glancing at Master Shuiyue, who was about to chase after him, Yuyangzi gritted his teeth, and he didn't have time to feel heartache, and as soon as his body moved, he swept towards the door of Yuqing Palace!
"Withdraw!"
At this time, except for the Cangsong Dao people in the hall who were dragged by Feng Huifeng's Zeng Shu Chang and Tian Buyi Su Ru, the rest of the Demon Sect people, who were dead and wounded, had long lost their will to fight, and when they saw Yuyangzi fleeing, they were also busy fleeing towards the gate of Yuqing Palace!
Qin Zhou killed a Ten Thousand Poison Sect master beside Lu Xueqi with one palm, and glanced back at Yuyangzi, who had fled to the gate of Yuqing Palace, his eyes moved slightly, and he smiled coldly......
If you're here, don't go!
"Give me Tianya!"
Qin Zhou took Tianya from Lu Xueqi's hand, and with a flash of his figure, he swept to the door of the Yuqing Palace, slashed to death several Demon Sect disciples who were blocking the door with a sword, and quickly flashed out of the door.
At this time, Yu Yangzi had already taken the magic weapon Yin-Yang Mirror and flew in the air, secretly happy in his heart, and at the same time had a strong sense of anger.
Thousands of people, you wait for me!
A trace of hatred flashed in Yuyangzi's eyes, and he was angry in his heart, if he hadn't kept an eye on himself, he was afraid that he would be planted on this Qingyun Mountain like the old monster of the poison god today, and when he escaped from Qingyun Mountain, he must go to the Ghost King Sect to ask for an explanation!
However, at this moment!
Yuyangzi suddenly had sweat and hair all over his body, and a sense of crisis came from behind him, and he was about to move, when he suddenly felt a pain in his heart, lowered his head, and saw a long sword with red light piercing out of his chest......
"Poof!"
A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and a trace of unwillingness flashed in Yuyangzi's eyes, and then he lost consciousness, and his body fell vertically from mid-air.
"Congratulations to the host, change the plot and get 8000 luck points!"
Qin Zhou's body moved, dodged into the air, and the magic trick was triggered, and in an instant, several bolts of lightning shot forward, killing several disciples of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect who had escaped, before he fell down and stopped next to Yuyangzi's corpse.
Glancing lightly at Yu Yangzi, who was staring at Yu Yangzi with wide eyes, Qin Zhou sneered, pulled out Tianya on Yu Yangzi's chest, turned around and flew towards Yuqing Palace.