Wan Qing, dressed in white, exuded a strong fairy aura under the backdrop of the phantom moon mirror, and this momentum frightened everyone present, like a true immortal.

Wan Sheng's pupils retracted, Wan Qing's momentum, made him feel very uneasy, if the previous Wan Qing had the hypocrisy and insipidity he was familiar with, then Wan Qing at this time gave him a strangeness, the Gu Wulan face showed a look of indifference to everything, and the whole person was less of a fireworks.

"Breakthrough!" In an instant, Wan Sheng thought of a possibility, this feeling he had only felt in two people in his life, one was Emperor Tianming, and the other was his master.

"Pretend to be a ghost!" The poison god was not surprised, his left hand was spread out, the five poison beads floated in the palm of his hand, the spiritual power surged rapidly, and a special magic seal formed around the five poison beads, the five poison beads seemed to come to life, and the spiritual power absorbed frantically, the poison god stared at Wan Qing coldly, and pushed out his palm, and the powerful poisonous gas swept away, and the grass and trees along the way withered instantly, and the scene was terrifying.

Wan Qing was very calm, the Phantom Moon Mirror emitted a golden light, which entered his body, his eyes flashed with golden light, and he slowly stretched out his right palm, those poisonous gases, did not affect him at all, it was just that one hand, and steadily grasped the five poisonous beads hidden in the poisonous gas.

"This can't be!" Wan Sheng was shocked, the poison god's full force was blocked like this.

"Do you think it's so easy to take away my orb?" The poison god's face was hideous, his right hand turned into a finger, a drop of blood stained his fingertips, and a magic seal was outlined in the void, his eyes glowed green, and he shouted, "Burst!"

In Wan Qing's hand, the five poisonous beads shook, and the poisonous gas flowed out from his fingers, enveloping him, producing a violent explosion, this poisonous gas was even more violent than just now, on the ground, there were countless poisonous snakes and poisonous insects swarming, rushing towards Wan Qing.

"Master!" Wan Ting was very worried and wanted to rush over, but was tightly held by Wan Sheng, looking at Daddy's cold eyes, plus his previous conversation with the Poison God, Wan Ting found that Daddy was so unfamiliar.

In the poisonous mist, the light of the five poison beads dimmed, and it returned to the hands of the poison god, this blow to the poison god consumed a lot of strength, if it wasn't for the poison torture to be pulled in time, he would probably collapse directly to the ground, and sneered, "I don't believe it, you can still be so calm after eating my trick." ”

Suddenly, a flash of red light flashed, and the poisonous mist quickly dissipated, revealing Wan Qing's figure, his right hand was filled with poisonous gas, and under the powerful spiritual power, he was being quickly forced out.

Halloween narrowed his eyes, as if he had made a discovery, but not for sure.

"Poison God, after so many years, you still don't repent, it seems that I really have too soft a heart to cut off your arm back then!" Wan Qing opened his mouth calmly, his body was extremely fast, and he came to the poison god almost instantly, and the powerful mana roared out, and the palm shadow swept in the sky.

"Damn!" The poison god was frightened, and still made a bold move, but Wan Qing's palm power was too strong, and he could only blindly parry, "Wan Sheng, why are you still stunned, do you want everyone to die, Tianchi Blood Demon, hurry up and sacrifice the Soul Suppression Qin!"

Wan Sheng looked at Wan Qing coldly, killing intent appeared in his eyes, and he took a step.

"Dad!" Wan Ting stopped, "Don't!"

Wan Sheng didn't pay attention to it, and a finger made Wan Ting panic, and he left an afterimage in place and rushed into the battle.

At the same time, the mirror of the Phantom Moon Mirror in the air also shot out a fine light, which instantly dispersed the sound of the qin, and the essence light did not disperse, and turned into a sword mark, slashing wildly at the Tianchi Blood Demon.

Wan Sheng silently recited the incantation, and the Soul Eater Ding was under his control, blocking the mighty Phantom Moon Mirror, and a ball of blood light shot out from the Ding, entangled with it, and the rumbling sacrificial sound rushed towards Wan Qing below.

Wan Qing's strength was beyond everyone's imagination, he let out a long roar, and the powerful palm power shook the poisonous god who vomited blood, for the ten thousand saints who came later, his eyes still did not change, and his fingers were slightly together, drawing out a sword qi.

Wan Sheng contemplated, quickly retreated, his left palm spread, a ball of clear qi permeated, and the sword dissipated and became invisible in the palm of his hand.

"Heavenly Ancient Technique!" Wan Qing said lightly.

"Less nonsense!" Wan Sheng's backhand finger was also a sword qi, and the aura in the air converged, and this sword qi gradually amplified.

Wan Qing pinched out the Dharma seal with his right hand, and a cyan Taiji diagram appeared in front of him, opposing the sword qi.

"Bang!" There was another explosion, Wan Qing seemed to be surprised, looking at his right hand, there was a small sword wound there, the wound was entangled, it was the sword qi he had just played, "Turn the enemy's power into your own use, you are transforming it, and your junior brother's attainments are not low!"

"Hahahahaha!" Wan Sheng stared at Wan Qing, although the corner of his mouth was bleeding, but he laughed wildly, "Good is like water! I see, senior brother, it seems that you are also going to follow the old path of Master!"

Wan Qing's face changed slightly, and he spread out his palm, and a cloud of spiritual light filled his palm, mixed with a little red in the white.

"The mana is not pure, it has been colorful, the taste of the demon in the heart is not comfortable, I think sooner or later I will fall into the realm of fallen immortals!" Wan Sheng smiled, "At that time, you don't need us to make a move, you can destroy Qingcheng yourself!"

"I really want to see what it will be like for you, who have always claimed to be famous and upright, to fall into the realm of fallen immortals that you hate the most!" Wan Sage said fiercely.

"Really?" Wan Qing was shocked, and in the aura, the wisp of red quickly disappeared, "I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you, my heart is still the same!"

"It's just a momentary suppression!" Wan Sheng sneered.

In the air, the blood of the Soul Eater Ding was permeated, and the rolling sound waves turned into inner demons and rolled towards Wan Qing.

Wan Qing's heart moved, the phantom moon mirror hung above his head, and the hazy mirror light shone on his whole body, giving him the potential of ten thousand laws to be inviolable, bypassing all saints, he stared at the poisonous god who collapsed to the ground, the murderous aura in his eyes was full of murderous energy, and a palm slapped out, and the powerful palm power shook the poisonous god away again.

Seeing this, Tianchi Blood Demon turned into a blood mist and quickly fled, but a sword aura followed from behind, seriously injuring him.

In the end, Wan Qing looked at Wan Sheng, who was the least injured here.

"Roar!" A figure suddenly rushed over, blocking in front of Wan Sheng, Yuan Qi's eyes were bloodthirsty, holding the dustless sword in his hand, and he took the initiative to attack Wan Qing, the Soul Devouring Ding hovered above his head, and countless blood qi seeped into his body.

"Don't!" Wan Ting was grief-stricken, frantically impacting the acupoints on her body.

Wan Qing was stunned, staring at the black grimace on the top of Yuan Qi's head, his face was a little complicated, and a touch of blush appeared on his side again, he seemed to be uncontrollable, and his quiet eyes actually burst out with murderous intent, and slapped a palm at Yuan Qi.

Yuan Qi spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

"It's not as simple as you think!" Wan Sheng sneered, he was still pinching the seal, the Soul Devouring Ding Blood was victorious, and the grimace was stimulated by it, Yuan Qi seemed to not know the pain, and stood up again in the blink of an eye.

"No!" Wan Ting spit out a mouthful of blood, it was the result of forcibly breaking through the acupoint, she endured the severe pain, stopped Yuan Qi, blocked Yuan Qi with her body, and said, "Master, stop!"

The murderous aura in Wan Qing's eyes was obviously much lighter under Wan Ting's shouting, and looking at the blood stains on his hands, he felt that something seemed wrong with him just now.

Wan Qing looked at Wan Ting, suddenly thought of the purpose of coming here, grabbed her, and was about to leave: "Go!"

Wan Ting looked back, saw Yuan Qi's stunned appearance, and said, "Master, I can't go, what should I do if I leave!"

"He's already in the devil, and there's no turning back!" Wan Qing said, and he quickly slashed across the sky with Wan Ting's sword.

"No!" Wan Ting forcibly broke free, sacrificed the Qingying Sword, and said extremely firmly, "I can't go, I want to go back!"

Under Wan Ting's control, the Qing Ying Sword drew a blue light in the sky and rushed back.

"Ting'er!" Wan Qing shouted, he seemed to be very angry, his aura was forced, the crimson color in his mana was even stronger, and the whole person looked a little demonic, and shouted silently, "You go, have you ever thought of being a stranger to the right path from now on!"

Lethe Valley, in the jungle, Yuan Qi fell to the ground unconscious, Wan Sheng stood in place, forcibly stood up straight, he stared coldly in this direction and said, "Come out!"

The Poison God, Tianchi Blood Demon and Poison Torture were all shocked, they were all seriously injured at this time, if someone took advantage of the situation, the consequences would be very serious.

"Hey, hey!" Linnei, a dark shadow appeared, this person was black-clad and leather-faced, at a glance, it always made people feel ominous, he carried a bag in his hand, and from time to time made a "squeak" sound, it was the six-eared macaque leaf that fled away.

"Door master, don't come unharmed!" the ghost's voice was still so eerie.

"What are you doing here?" asked Wan Sheng indifferently, "Didn't I let you stay at Mingshan?"

"The door master has misunderstood, I'm here to pick you up!" Ghost replied with a smile.

"Really?" Wan Sheng didn't believe it at all, he pretended to be calm, spread his palms, and the shrunken Soul Eater Ding rose and fell there,

The ghost didn't answer, glanced at the Soul Devouring Ding lightly, walked over by himself, stared at the Poison God and the Tianchi Blood Demon, and said, "Sect Master, what should I do with these people?"

"Hmph!" the poison god snorted coldly, but did not speak.

"Brother Poison, now it seems that this Wan Qing's strength is much stronger than imagined, I suggest that we go back to Ming Mountain together and discuss how to do it in the long run!" Wan Sheng winked at the Poison God.

"That's very good, since the Ten Thousand Saints Brother City invited, I won't refuse!" the poison god said.

These two people are first-class characters in this world, and they naturally understand that the ghosts at this time have bad intentions and must not be separated, otherwise they will be broken one by one, and only when they are hugged together will they have vitality.

In the air, the cyan figure fell, Wan Ting fell from the sky, hugged Yuan Qi, who was unconscious on the ground, glanced at the sudden ghostly eyes, and asked loudly: "Dad, what did you do to him! ”

"Ting'er, go back with me first!" Wan Sheng looked at the clothes Wan Ting was wearing and frowned.

"I should have thought of it a long time ago, it turned out that the man in black was you!" Wan Ting took a few steps back, looked at the Soul Devouring Ding in Wan Sheng's hand, and said, "It turns out that everything is you, and you are the one who hurt him so badly!"

"If you want to save her, go back with me!" Wan Sheng was very patient with Wan Ting.

"Will you save him?" Wan Ting asked.

"Dad promises you, I will save him!" Wan Sheng looked at his daughter hugging Yuan Qi sadly, and his brows furrowed even tighter.

"Squeak!" In the Sky Swallowing Net, the sound of leaves came, Wan Ting hurriedly followed the sound and exclaimed, "Leaves!"

Wan Ting stepped forward and wanted to save Ye Zi, but there was a ghostly light on the ghost's face, staring at Wan Ting.

"Ting'er!" Wan Sheng forcibly grabbed Wan Ting, stopped her, glanced at the ghost, and said lightly, "Let's go!"

Chiba City, in a remote corner, an old man sat on the ground with a flagpole in his hand, the flagpole fluttered, and several big characters fluttered, "Heaven and earth are not kind, and all things are dogs!"

The old man was very depressed, gnawing on his nest head, sometimes confused in his eyes, sometimes with golden light in his eyes, it can be seen that his business is not good, and there is no business in the morning.

"Fortune telling!" a wrinkled hand slapped on the table. The old man looked up. The person in front of him was wearing a hat, and he couldn't see his face clearly, only those eyes, which were so bright that people didn't dare to look at them directly.

"Sir, what do you want!" said the old man.

"Fortune measurement!" came two faint words.

The old man shook the bamboo stick and handed it over.

"You're not right!" The mysterious man smiled, "The fortune teller pays attention to the five elements of yin and yang, the nine palace gossip, and the small bamboo stick, how can it be possible to measure a person's life!"

"Sir is not an expert!" the old man also smiled, "The art of fortune-telling, each has its own merits, although the bamboo stick is small, but it can implicate a person's luck, not to be underestimated!"

"Hehe!" the mysterious man seemed to be amused, "Well, I'll draw a lot!"

A bamboo stick was drawn, the old man stared at the bamboo stick, his expression was instantly stunned, and on the small bamboo stick, the word "death" was shocking.

"This!" the old man was frightened, and for a moment he did not know what to say.

"Death sign!" The mysterious man smiled strangely, and slowly took off the hat on his head, it was Gu Xian who came out of the Penglai Forbidden Land, Gu Xian was very calm, "A long time ago, there was also a person who told my fate, just like you, it was also a death disaster!"

"Ahh

"How is it, it's been ten years, I've been wandering outside for ten years, are you okay?" Gu Xian smiled very strangely, turning into a puff of black gas and burrowing into the old man's body.

"Very good! In this way, you are not completely useless, at least you have found a life for me, a lifetime of wandering, fortune telling is also good!" The old man's eyes burst into a fine light, and the confusion and ignorance disappeared, replaced by wisdom and shrewdness.

"Fortune telling!" The old man walked out of the corner and came to the market, where there was a vast number of people, and in the blink of an eye, the old man was gone.