Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 405 What a Misfortune!

There were dozens of people walking in the sky with the sword.

The head-headed man was dressed in a Chinese suit, with a handsome appearance, with glazed eyes and crystal clearness, exuding a distinctive and independent atmosphere.

This person is Pei Chunyu, the leader of the Liuli Palace.

The people in the Liuli Palace traveled all the way, not fast or slow, and were about to reach the poison gate of Nancheng.

At the same time, in the opposite direction of the people in the Liuli Palace, a group of monks, the imperial sword, was coming, wearing black robes, and they were the earth-shaking monks.

The distance between the two gates is not too far, and they can even be seen across the air.

"The newspaper--"

At this moment, a glamorous monk looked horrified and galloped. He couldn't hide his shock in his eyes, swallowed his mouth, and said hardly, "Brother Pei, poison door ... it's gone."

"Oh."

Pei Chunyu responded, not paying much attention.

Pausing for a moment, Pei Chunyu frowned, gradually returning to Weier, his eyes fell on the person's face, and he became more and more stern, and slowly asked: "What did you just say again?"

The other monks in Liuli Palace looked at the man in surprise, thinking they heard something wrong.

The comer smiled bitterly and shook his head: "In the ancient battlefield, the poison door was gone, and the monk was almost killed by Su Zimo."

Everyone in the Liuli Palace was astonished.

"how is this possible!"

At about the same time, Pei Chunyu and Xue Yang shook their hearts and screamed in anger.

The two looked at each other from the air. In front of Xue Yang, there was also a monk who stood there, apparently the news had just been returned.

The two realized they were in a bad state, took a deep breath and calmed down.

Pei Chunyu clenched his fists, squinted his eyes, and gritted his teeth and asked, "What about the poisonous door? What about the poisonous traps of the poisonous door? What about the poisonous ones? What about the hundred or so monks of the poisonous door?

"This……"

The Liuli Palace monk hesitated a moment, still sighed, and said, "It's gone."

It's gone.

The simple three words, with a hint of helplessness, a little shock, a little fear, endless emotion.

The poison gate is one of the top five left!

Even the Liuli Palace was unwilling to provoke them and was destroyed by one person.

Everyone at the scene opened their mouths slightly, Yu Jian stood in the air, stunned, and always echoed these three words in his mind, which couldn't stop coming for a long time.

The monks on both sides of the Liuli Palace and Disha were quiet.

In this vast sky, the atmosphere was somewhat depressing.

After a while, a glass monk couldn't help but asked carefully, "Brother Pei, are we going to watch the fun?"

Originally, they followed Pei Chunyu and planned to see how miserable Su Zimo died.

But now, the news is coming forward, everyone has retreated.

Pei Chunyu's eyes flickered, and his look was cloudy.

A few moments of thought, Pei Chunyu's murderous prosperity in his eyes, Shen said: "Go! Because of this, we have to take a look!"

At the same time, on the other side, Xue Yang, the evil demon of the evil spirit, made the same decision.

The two thought of going somewhere.

After all, the poisonous gate is one of the five left paths. There are more than a hundred monks under the gate, and a few seven veins build the foundation.

Even if Su Zimo had slaughtered the poison gate, this battle must be a difficult one.

Today, Su Zimo, even if he is not seriously injured, may have fallen to the weakest point. He may still be poisonous. This is the best time to kill this person!

Liuli Palace and Disha Religion are among the immortal gates and magic gates. Since ancient times, immortals and demons have not been separated from each other, so naturally they will not join forces on the bright side.

But at this time, Pei Chunyu and Xue Yang looked at each other, their eyes converged, and their hearts were unclear.

"go!"

Pei Chunyu gave an order, and led the monk Liuli Palace to speed forward, galloping towards the drug gate of Nancheng.

...

North and South Long Street.

Tang Yu and Feng Manman took a number of monks and ran all the way, and soon arrived near the poison gate.

In front, there were layers of monks, densely packed, mostly looking out.

I don't know what these monks saw, it's hard to hide their shock. When Tang Yu and others rushed over, they quickly opened a passage.

Suddenly, a fat body squeezed away from the crowd, ran over, and asked joyfully: "Brother Ji, Sister Leng, you are also here!"

The visitor was the little fat man who had just joined the Tomb Sect, and Shi Jian, who worshiped the Zong Zong, also stood by.

Over a period of ten days, the changes between the two were not great.

The fat man seemed a bit fatter, and Shi Jian was still stupid.

The tomb ancestors and the emperor's ancestors are the five left roads, originally in Nancheng.

The poison door accident, the two naturally arrived as soon as possible.

"How is it inside?"

Ji Chengtian looked dignified and asked in a low voice.

"Oh!"

The fat man pouted and smiled frantically: "You are late, you haven't seen it, hey! Misfortune, that's miserable!"

"what!"

Hearing this sentence, Tang Yu's eyes darkened, and the whole person lost his soul and murmured, "Is it still late? It's my fault, I should have guessed, I could have stopped you ..."

Tang Yu cares and messes up, not paying attention to the look and tone of the fat man.

But Ji Chengtian and Lonely frowned.

Theoretically, if Su Zimo had an accident, the fat man should be more anxious and grief than anyone else. How could it be such a gloating look?

Seeing Tang Yu's reaction, the little fat man was also a little hesitant.

Feng Manman on the side frowned lightly, held Tang Yu in his arms, and glared at the little fat man, yelled: "You fat man, shut up!"

The fat man was even more embarrassed.

"Am I wrong?"

The fat man was puzzled and turned to look at Shi Jian, asking, "Stupid, what's the matter?"

The nearby Shi Jian was also very confused. He scratched his head, looked at Ji Chengtian and others, and asked seriously: "Brother Ji, come and see a lively crowd and bring so many people? I do n’t know if you want Fight! "

Ji Chengtian couldn't help rolling his eyes and asked, "Zimo is all right?"

"It's okay, it's lively," said the fat man.

"what?"

Tang Yu popped up from Feng Manman's arms, blinked, and the tears in the corners of his eyes had not yet dissipated. He asked, "So, what you said was miserable, really miserable ..."

"I mean the poison door is miserable."

"..."

Everyone was speechless, all stunned on the spot, and had not understood it for a while.

At this moment, a poisoned monk escaping from the front, looking terrified, ran towards this side.

call out!

The person did not escape far, and a cold light flashed behind him.

With a stun, a sharp arrow pierced through the man's back heart, piercing through his chest, bloodied!

The man's eyes were dim, and he took a few more steps before he fell to the ground and died.

Everyone looked up subconsciously, and looked in the direction that the arrow came.

At the door of the poisonous mansion, there was a blue-shirt monk pacing out, looking calm and clear, not even stained with blood, and just put the moon-white bow in his hand into the storage bag, calmly calm. .

At the same time, everyone in the Liuli Palace and Disha rushed to see this scene.

(End of this chapter)