Infinite cycle of the heavens

At the foot of Huqi Mountain.

Standing in front of the Huxian Temple, the Ghost King watched Qi Fang's three gradually fly away, his face darkened instantly, he took out a jade pendant and crushed it lightly.

Before going down the mountain, they prepared two plans, the first one was a normal exchange, and the second one was to kill people and get more.However, after discovering the strength of Qi Fang, they decisively gave up the second plan.

"What a scary young man. Even Qingye 300 years ago and the black-hearted old man 800 years ago were not so amazing when they were young. If this child is not eliminated, it will become a disaster in the future." Qinglong said solemnly.

"Don't wait for the future, even now, the Blood Refining Hall has become the biggest obstacle to the unification of the sect." You Ji said coldly.

The ghost king didn't speak, his eyes stared into the distance, his eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After a while, Mr. Ghost appeared with several experts from the Ghost King Sect, and asked in confusion, "Sect Master, why didn't you do anything?"

The ghost king shook his head slowly, and said: "This person's strength is somewhat unexpected, and I am not sure that I will win against him. Baihu and Xuanwu are not here. With our current strength alone, we may not be able to keep the three of them. "

Mr. Ghost was stunned, and said in surprise: "Is it really so powerful?"

Qinglong nodded vigorously and said, "It's even stronger than the rumors say."

Mr. Ghost frowned when he heard this, and murmured, "I hope the third plan can be successful."

Chapter 22 The Ambush of the Poison Gate and Changshengtang

"Whoosh whoosh..."

Qi Fang, Mrs. Sanmiao, and Patriarch Fengyue flew in the sky and flew towards Kongsang Mountain. When they passed by a mountain peak nearly a thousand feet away, there was a sudden sound of breaking through the sky.

Dozens of magical treasures shot from the top of the mountain, in various shapes, drawing a colorful streamer, like a river bursting its embankment, coming menacingly.

The three of them are all veterans of many battles, and they didn't panic at all when they were suddenly attacked. Patriarch Fengyue threw the Shanhe fan forward, quickly pinched a formula, and shouted in a low voice: "Get up!"

There was a flash of white light, and a big mountain flew out from the precious fan, turned from nothingness to reality, and rose when the wind saw it. With just one breath, a hundred-foot-big mountain appeared in midair, lying in front of the three of them like a barrier. .

"Bang bang bang bang..."

A series of crashes sounded.

Dozens of magic weapons bombarded the mountain, creating a pothole on the mountain, large and small rolling stones rumbled down from the mountain and fell to the ground.

"go with!"

Patriarch Fengyue was shocked suddenly, shouted violently, quickly changed the formula with his ten fingers flying, and then pressed forward, the hundred-foot-high mountain moved quickly, and slammed towards the direction where the magic weapon flew.

"boom!"

A huge roar sounded.

The hundred-zhang mountain collided with the peak of the thousand-zhang giant peak, smashing the top of the mountain, and countless boulders splashed and rolled down from the top of the mountain.

The air wave rolled out, blowing away the clouds above the head.

Several screams rang out, and several sneak attackers had no time to dodge, and were shocked into blood foam by the blow of Baizhang Mountain.

Twenty or thirty figures rushed out from the flying debris, and the imperial envoy's magic weapon hung in midair, faintly surrounding the three of them.

Daozu Fengyue waved his precious fan and took the mountain back.

"Brother Poison God, Brother Yuyangzi, long time no see, why did you give this concubine such a big gift as soon as we met?" Mrs. Sanmiao said with a smile.

It turned out that the ones who ambushed them were the Poison God of Wandu Sect and Yuyangzi of Changshengtang. These two each brought more than ten disciples, and they suddenly attacked when they passed by.

The Poison God is the oldest of the four giants of the Demon Cult, and he became famous earlier than the four great envoys of the Ghost King Zong. Now his hair is graying, but his energy and spirit have not faded at all, and his cultivation is unpredictable. Under his control, the Wandu Sect under his command is also the most powerful force in the Demon Cult in the past hundred years.

Yuyangzi, the Ghost King, and Mrs. Sanmiao are of the same generation. She looks only in her thirties, her eyebrows are drawn into her temples, and her appearance is extremely handsome. To be slightly better than one category.

A few days ago, the two of them received a secret report that the Blood Refining Hall was going to exchange heavenly scriptures with the Ghost King Zong. This matter was so important that they could not ignore it.

More than 800 years ago, the black-hearted old man carried forward the Blood Refining Hall just by obtaining a volume of heavenly scriptures, calling the wind and rain, and unified the magic way.

More than 300 years ago, the Ghost King Sect also obtained only one volume of heavenly scriptures, and developed from a small branch to one of the four giants of the magic way in just 300 years.

Now, the Ghost King Sect and the Blood Refining Hall intend to exchange the heavenly scriptures. In this way, each faction will have two volumes of heavenly scriptures, which will be distributed more quickly. I am afraid that there will be no place for Wandumen and Changshengtang in the future.

So Poison God and Yuyangzi secretly contacted each other, preparing to attack one of the factions together.

After inquiring about the details of the exchange, the two prepared to secretly attack the Blood Refining Hall.After all, the place of exchange was at Huqi Mountain, which was the headquarters of the Ghost King Sect. Unless the two factions came out in full force, they would not be able to take down the Ghost King and his party.

After discussing, the two each led a dozen people to ambush on a peak between Kongsang Mountain and Huqi Mountain, and when they returned together, they suddenly launched an attack.

In order not to overwhelm others, the number of people they bring is not large, but they are all top masters in the sect, especially Patriarch Duanmu, Bai Duzi, Meng Ji, Zhou Yin and others are all well-known masters in the magic way , the strength is not inferior to the blood-sucking ancestor.

"Yeah, long time no see. The last time we met, Fairy was still the leader of a faction, why did Fairy become someone else's vassal when we met this time?" The God of Poison challenged calmly.

"The Hehuan Sect is a small family with a shallow foundation, and the concubine is a woman, so she can't support herself. Naturally, she needs to find a backer. Unlike the old Poison God's skill, the disciples are like a cloud of masters. Talents emerge in large numbers to unify the holy religion. It's just around the corner." Mrs. Sanmiao smiled coquettishly, her beautiful eyes were shining brightly, and she secretly cast a spell of seduction when she spoke, making most of the masters in the field dull-eyed.

"Humph!"

Yuyangzi snorted softly, awakening the people in the arena from Mrs. Sanmiao's bewilderment, and then said coldly: "Stop gossip, hand over the heavenly book, and we may spare your lives."

"The heavenly book, what heavenly book? I don't know what Brother Yuyangzi is talking about?" Mrs. Sanmiao asked with a puzzled expression.

"Don't try to quibble, you guys exchanged heavenly scriptures with Ghost King Zong today, do you think you can hide this matter from others?" Yuyangzi sneered.

"Someone must be slandering us in this matter. Brother Dao must have fallen for someone else's plan to kill someone with a knife." Mrs. Sanmiao said.

When Poison God and Yuyangzi heard this, their faces couldn't help changing, and their expressions became gloomy. After thinking about the details carefully, the more they thought about it, the more they felt a little strange. It seemed that someone really leaked this matter to them on purpose. It is absolutely inseparable from the Ghost King Zong.

But the matter has come to this point, there is no way out, it is better to take down the three people from the Blood Refining Hall first, seize the Heavenly Book, and be more wary of the Ghost King Zong in the future.

"Go!"

Poison God and Yuyangzi looked at each other, decided to fight quickly, shouted loudly, and became violent at the same time.

Poison God turned his palm, and a small dark brown seal appeared in his palm, above which was carved a lifelike little snake.With a wave of his hand, the little seal flew up, and the little snake on the seal seemed to come alive, spit out a cloud of dark green poisonous gas, lingering around the seal.

This thing is the inheritance treasure of the Wan Poison Sect, the "Wan Poison God Seal", which can forcibly overwhelm the Nine Heavens Divine Weapon, and its power cannot be underestimated.

"go with!"

The God of Poison spit out lightly, stretched out his finger, and the Seal of the God of Poison carried a strong green energy, and moved towards Qi Fang to suppress it.

Qi Fang grabbed it with his backhand, and a sword that was as bright as autumn water and exuding a faint blue light appeared in his palm. The sword light shot up into the sky, like a huge blue beam of light, overwhelming the god seal coming from Feizhen cut off.

"boom!"

A bang.

Jianmang Zhan collided with the Seal of the God of Ten Thousand Poisons, and thick dark green smoke billowed out, entangled the cyan swordmang like a small snake, and climbed down along the swordmanship.