Chapter 472 Ten Fingers and Nine Folds Bitter Relic

Cheng Yuru's eyes went black and she fainted.

The evil venerable looked at the bloody scene in front of him, and smiled coldly, "Zhao Suoli, your means are even higher than the old man"

Zhao Suoli was taken aback when he heard this, and hurriedly knelt down, "The small ones don't dare・・・・・・ the small ones are fireflies and moths, can they be compared to the vast universe of the evil venerable?"

Evil Venerable nodded, "Cheng is not worried, since you don't care about your family's life, then I will fulfill you"

With a punch, a stream of true qi flew straight towards Cheng Yuru's body, and without a trace, an arrow flew out, and then he took out his palms to block the true qi in front of his palms, and suddenly the true qi of the two collided together, emitting a cloud of smoke and then decomposing.

The Evil Venerable glared at the absence of a trace, but did not say anything.

Without a trace, he said, "Cheng Buxian still hasn't handed over the crape myrtle cheats, do you really want to kill your wife?" Saying that, without a trace, he had already appeared in front of Cheng Buxian's eyes, and two loud slaps fell on Cheng Buxian's face, and the hot feeling made Cheng Buxian wake up like a dream.

"I'll hand it over・・・・・・ I'll hand it over," he said, his gaze shifting to a crape myrtle tree like no other.

Xuanling Evil Venerable swept a glance, and rushed over as if flying, everywhere he went, there were bursts of wind and sand, and after a loud noise, the crape myrtle tree broke off from it and a delicate brocade box appeared, Xuanling Evil Venerable opened the brocade box without thinking, and finally got the long-awaited crape myrtle cheats.

Cheng Buxian closed his eyes tightly, his slightly trembling teeth had bitten his lips, and he hated that he couldn't keep the crape myrtle cheats and was annoyed.

"Madam Ling, what about yours?" said the Xuanling Evil Venerable as he looked at Madam Ling.

Mrs. Ling was about to insult the evil venerable, but was stopped by Zhou Yinlong, "Give it to him, for Yuehua, for the sake of innocent people, what is a cheatbook?"

Madam Ling pondered for a moment, and reluctantly handed over the Qingluo Secret Book to the Evil Venerable.

After a burst of wild laughter, the evil venerable rushed to Lin Liefeng's approach, and seeing that Lin Liefeng had not yet woken up, he glanced at Zhao Suotu, Zhao Suotu took the lead and lifted Lin Liefeng up, and disappeared into the jungle as if flying.

"Are you satisfied, aren't you leaving?" said Cheng Buxian through gritted teeth.

The evil venerable laughed: "What about the unicorn satin?

Cheng Bu was stunned, "What unicorn satin, I don't know what you're talking about?"

The evil venerable came to Cheng Buxian's approach unhurriedly, "Do you think I won't be able to find it if you don't say it?" said that the evil venerable raised his hands and wanted to send Cheng Buxian to the king of Yama.

At this time, there was a sound of begging for mercy in his ears, "Please don't hurt my father" Then, Cheng Coral appeared in front of him, and hurriedly knelt down and pleaded, "Evil Venerable, spare my life, I ・・・・・・ I am willing to persuade my father to hand over the unicorn satin"

Walked up without a trace and said, "Isn't it enough for you to kill so many people?"

Evil Venerable glanced at him without a trace, after all, his identity was under a trace, although he couldn't do anything about himself, but he still had to give him some face before his great cause was completed, Evil Venerable thought for a moment, grabbed Cheng Buxian in his hand, and stopped Cheng Yuru with the other hand, and after a burst of wild laughter, Evil Zun and Cheng Buxian and Cheng Yuru had no trace.

After Cheng Coral hurriedly thanked him for disappearing without a trace, he didn't dare to chase after him for a moment.

Zhao Suoli timidly glanced at it without a trace, and fled in a gloomy manner.

"Xie Wuying's hero is merciful everywhere" Zhou Yinlong hurriedly bowed and thanked Zheng Chengkai.

Zheng Chengkai shook his head, "Alas, everything is illusory・・・・・・ you wait and meet Zhou Lishui as soon as possible, otherwise ・・・・・・ or it will be too late" In the blink of an eye, there was no trace of kung fu.

Under the leadership of the relics evil god Fan monk, the Wanling Divine Sect waited non-stop, day and night, and finally came to the foot of Ziwei Mountain, the road between the crape myrtle mountains is full of lush bamboo forests, and the stone road in the depths of the bamboo forest can lead to the Ziwei Gate.

Fan Seng was about to move forward with his men and horses, but was stopped by Yin Changge, "Elder Fan, I am waiting to rush into Ziwei Gate for fear that it will be inappropriate."

Fan Seng suddenly realized, "Yin Xianxian's words are reasonable"

Then he ordered He Yunshan to report to Cheng Bu Worry in advance, and he and the others rested behind the boulder under the mountain.

That He Yunshan was worthy of being the jade-faced fox of the right vanguard of the Wanling Divine Sect, and I saw him leap to the back of the yellow fat fast horse a foot away, and with a long neighing and blink of an eye of the fast horse, He Yunshan disappeared without a trace. In less than half a pillar of incense, he had already arrived at the door of Ziwei Gate.

The hooves of the fast horse had not yet stopped, and He Yunshan suddenly used the force under his feet like a dexterous nine-tailed fire fox to rise up and leave the horse's back, but at this time, the fast horse did not notice the departure of his master at all, and still galloped towards Ziwei Gate.

He Yunshan swept the bamboo leaves moving with the wind, and landed lightly under the gate of the crape myrtle gate, at this time his fast horse was still a mile away from the crape myrtle gate.

"Dangdang Dang"

There was a hurried knock on the door, but there was no Ziwei disciple coming to open the door to welcome the guests, and at this time, He Yunshan looked around vigilantly, and vaguely smelled a trace of blood in the air.

He Yunshan suddenly raised his vigilance, stepped on the stone dragon in front of the door and jumped to the roof of Ziwei Gate, looked at the past and suddenly found that the courtyard of Ziwei Gate was full of dozens of corpses, He Yunshan gasped, and hurriedly rushed over, after some observation, there was no survivor, He Yunshan couldn't help but snort and said, "It's too late・・・・・・ it's too late"

Recklessly, he rushed to the bottom of the mountain and reported the news to Fan Seng.

Fan Seng hesitated for a moment and did not dare to slack off, and hurriedly ordered his subordinates to go towards Qixiu Villa, and still did not see a survivor when he came to Qixiu Villa, and then towards Qingluo Villa, but Qingluo Villa was far away, and when everyone was planning how to go, he overheard the discussion of passers-by, and asked forward to learn that Qingluo Villa had also been bloodbathed by the Xuanling Evil Venerable, and finally everyone pinned their hopes on the Youlan faction.

However, the sky above the Youlan Sect was still bloody, and there was no trace of any survivors.

Fan Seng and the others felt that things were not as simple as they thought, and they underestimated the means of the Xuanling Evil Venerable.

It was also when they were cornered, Fan Seng and others inadvertently met Qingcha, the disciple of Qingluo Villa, it turned out that when the Xuanling Evil Venerable bloodwashed Qingluo Villa, she happened to go out, and only escaped a catastrophe, and later after many inquiries, Qingcha learned that Ling Yuehua went with Ma Kun, and then Qingcha inquired about his senior sister Ling Yuehua and Zhou Lishui, Liu Xuanyu and others went to the depths of the jungle of Erlang Mountain, could it be that the Xuanling Evil Venerable was hidden here?

Fan Seng and the others did not dare to delay, and hurriedly walked towards the depths of the jungle.