159. The Poor Monk is also a Disciple of the Demon Gate (900 Tui Jia Geng)

"You look so ugly. Chu Xiu looked at the bloated old woman in front of him and said lightly.

The old woman hunched her back, the orange-peel-like folds on her face were squeezed together, and she smiled hoarsely: "Demon Sect Master, I admire your confidence very much. If you had talked to me like this in my previous life, I would have to be afraid of three points, but now ......"

"You still don't dare to do it, Hokka. ”

The old woman's eyes narrowed slightly, and the murderous intent was revealed, and the temperature around her rose sharply.

Tu Taiping next to him was sweating like rain, his clothes were wet with sweat in an instant, and his skin even felt like it was burning by the flames.

Chu Xiu shook the goblet in his hand, and the yellow wine stuck to the wall of the cup and went down the stream. There was a faint smile under the ordinary face, which was not affected by the old woman.

"Hehe, the sect leader is really the sect leader. The old woman relaxed, as if the scene just now had not happened, her cloudy eyes looked directly at the river in front of her, and said in a deep voice: "They went down." ”

"There must be very few people coming up. ”

"Oh, there are two people's cultivation, but the cultivation is comparable to the head of a small sect. It's still a while before the two of us get back to their peak, are you sure they won't be able to get up?"

"We'll see. ”

..........

Follow Zhang Xiaofan and Chen Haocang down to the bottom of the stone gate, there is a vacant lot in front of you, and then there are patches of buildings in front of you. Qi Pengbo stood at the back of the line against Ling Bai, looking around curiously.

Not long after he came down, more than a dozen figures came down one after another, and they glanced at the Lingzhuan people with a flat face, and then dispersed in groups of three or five. They are all local awakened warriors in Qianzhou, or disciples who worship on a certain mountain.

More people should come in in the future.

The two leaders of the Lingzhuan obviously ignored their plans, and this time they went to the secret realm, in addition to finding out the black hand who blew up the bridge, they just wanted to hone the members of the group under their hands. If jade is not cut, it will not be made, and people will not know the righteousness if they do not learn, which is such a truth.

Walked forward for half a way, in the center is a quaint hall, the gilt plaque above the temple door is written 'blood kill door' three pen dragon snake big characters.

"Sure enough, it is the ruins of the Demon Sect. Chen Haocang snorted coldly, his powerful aura was released, and then he took the lead in stepping into the hall.

Ling Bai, Qi Pengbo and other team members also followed. The middle of the main hall resembles a temple, and three statues of the gods in the house are enshrined. The three statues of the gods have the same appearance, laughing, crying, and angry, and the portrayal is very expressive and lifelike. It seems that he is neither a Taoist immortal nor a Buddhist Bodhisattva, but should be the ancestor of the Blood Killing Sect.

"Blood ginseng!"

Just as he looked around, an exclamation rang out.

Under the statue, a member of the group raised his hand and touched a blood-colored ginseng plant on the long shore.

"Don't move," Chen Haocang scolded, but it was too late, the man had already held the blood ginseng in his hand.

"Ah..........h

The team member screamed, and a black gas spread up his arm.

Chen Hao's face darkened, he pulled out the long knife on his waist and slashed down.

A blackened arm fell to the ground with a click, blood splattered, and the crew member rolled on the ground in pain, but did not pass out.

"Don't move anyone, the Demon Sect doesn't have a good thing. Chen Haocang put away the knife, looked around, and warned the others.

Ling Bai shook his head, the heavenly treasure in front of him was like walking on the road and seeing a person drop a bag containing millions of cash, you went up to pick it up, and it caused a commotion. is too obvious a trap, but I can't resist the temptation in my heart to take it, and I can't blame anyone for the miserable end in the end.

Fortunately, Chen Hao's eyes are fast, if he slows down for a few seconds, when the poison spreads to the whole body, it will not be as simple as a broken arm.

However, Chen Haocang's last sentence Ling Bai didn't dare to agree, saying that the Demon Sect didn't have a good thing seemed to be a bit of a generalization, and he didn't know which inheritance this righteous messenger had obtained, and every word and deed he wanted all the people of the Demon Sect to die.

To be honest, a group of people huddled together can experience something, Ling Bai is really not optimistic, he is full of anger now, he just wants to vent.

Ground

The team member curled up in pain, and the two men immediately stepped forward to help him up. As he approached, the bluestone brick under his feet suddenly dented a large piece. With a click, the three statues in the center of the hall suddenly opened their eyes.

Ling Bai realized that something was wrong, and just wanted to speak, when a flower appeared in front of him, and the scene changed abruptly.

What catches my eye is a bed of pink curtains, a bronze mirror on a quaint wooden table, and to the right, a zither and a pink screen. It looks like a girl's boudoir.

Illusion?

Ling Bai muttered softly, walked around, found nothing, and returned to the table in front of the bed. His face was reflected in the bronze mirror, and he was extremely handsome.

Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly blinked his eyes in the mirror.

Ling Bai was sure that he didn't blink.

As if to prove something, the man in the mirror blinked again, full of electricity. It feels weird to watch yourself wink at yourself.

When ordinary people see such a strange scene, they must be frightened and speechless.

Ling Bai also had nothing to say, picked up the bronze mirror and threw it on the ground, turned around and left.

But the man in the mirror seemed to be very uninteresting, and the bronze mirror appeared on the ground in front of him again.

"It's annoying. ”

He picked up the adamantium hammer and smashed it down, a puff of black smoke rose up, and the bronze mirror did not move again.

This place is full of weirdness, and there are ghosts and ghosts.

Ling Bai suddenly felt very bored, pushed the wooden door, and in front of him was a small courtyard, planted with some flowers and plants, but they all withered. As soon as I left the room, a small conversation sounded in front of me.

"I know from the memories of the sect that the last generation of sect majors of the Blood Killing Sect broke through the Great Heaven Position, all because they got a Blood Demon Bead, which can devour essence and blood to improve their own cultivation. ”

"Such secrets have never been mentioned in my teacher's memory. ”

"Hehe, we are both disciples of the Demon Sect, although we belong to different sects, we should also be in the same spirit, and now there are awakened martial artists from the Spirit Sect and the Righteous Path Sect outside, we must be of one heart and one mind, and we must not mess up. ”

"What the senior brother said is extremely true. ”

......

As he spoke, the two young men walked out of the verandah in front of them, and the smiles on their faces suddenly froze.

Looking at what they are wearing, it's very punk, it shouldn't be an illusion, it may be that they were triggered by the members of the Spirit Group in the main hall to what kind of formation, so that they teleported people to all corners of the Blood Killing Gate.

These two people, Ling Bai, had some impressions, they were the group of people who followed them, but they didn't expect to be mixed with the awakened people of the Demon Sect. But after thinking about it, it's normal, and no one stipulates that people from the Demon Sect can't come in, and besides, if you don't show the exercises, no one can tell who is a disciple of the Demon Sect.

"Amitabha, the two senior brothers are polite, and the poor monk is also a disciple of the Demon Sect. Ling Bai saluted the two of them and smiled slightly.