Journey to the West: Plundering the Worlds

"Who did they catch?"

The Poison God's complexion turned black, and he asked.

Who is wrong? !

God!

To provoke such an evil spirit to come back?

See how young this evil spirit is?What if he has a master or patriarch behind him?Wouldn't that be the end of it? !

It was precisely because he thought clearly that the Poison God's mentality seemed to explode at this moment. If he hadn't had some scruples, he would have roared now, leading people to beat up this old ancestor Duanmu and the blood-sucking old demon!

'I knew that these two people were so high-profile, they always caused trouble for me.No matter what I say, I will not recruit them into the Wandu Sect! '

With such thoughts in his mind, the Poison God coldly glanced at his disciples, "How dare you not tell me about such a big matter?"

"It's the old blood-sucking demon who said they wanted to surprise the sect master."

"Surprise? There are indeed enough surprises."

He glanced at Zhou Yi, saw him standing there, looking at him coldly, couldn't help but frowned, looked sideways, stared at the crowd, and said coldly, "Why are you still standing there, why don't you hurry up and get those nobles bring out my guests."

"Yes. Sect Master."

Some disciples responded, turned around and wanted to leave.

Zhou Yi, who was standing on the side, suddenly spoke.

"I think it's better for Poison God to lead the way yourself."

"I?"

"how?"

Zhou Yi said quietly, "Killed dozens of my disciples and captured my general. Do you think there is a problem even giving way to lead the way?"

"Don't dare."

The corner of Poison God's mouth twitched twice, suppressing the confusion and anger in his heart, and said neither humble nor overbearing, "Since your Excellency wants me to lead the way, I will lead the way."

When the words fell, he turned around and walked towards the door.

Holding the whip, Zhou Yi chased after him slowly.

But after a while, the figures of the two disappeared under the eyes of everyone.

"This?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and for a moment, they didn't know how to deal with themselves.

……

The Dungeon of Ten Thousand Poison Gates.

There are all kinds of detainees here, old and young, beautiful and ugly, and many of them have been tortured out of shape.

In the deepest part of this dungeon.

From time to time, screams could be heard.

There was also an extremely weak curse sound in this miserable howl.

"Vampire old demon, you are dead, you are dead. You are dead!"'

"Ha ha."

A cold sneer sounded like blowing out of the ghost abyss in this small world, "I am still alive and well. But you are really dying. Nianliu, don't toast and not eat or punish." Wine. If you don’t spit out the news about Zhouyi and Somersault Cloud, I’ll kill you with a knife.”

"Ha ha."

Nianliu seemed to be smiling wryly, but also sternly, "I have been carrying a heavy burden all my life. Most of the people I met were dirty and mediocre. This is the first time I have met such a powerful young master. And a man with a broad mind! He led me to an unprecedented bright road. Compared with my son, the blood-sucking old demon, you are a clown who is not even worthy of carrying shoes for my son! Do you think I will be caught by a clown like you? Threat?"

"Okay!"

The blood-sucking old demon laughed back angrily, "I've heard that Nianliu is soft-boned, bullying the weak and afraid of the strong! Unexpectedly, today I met a different Hall Master Nian! What? In just a few months, you Brainwashed by that man named Zhou Yi? Hehe, it’s ridiculous, pathetic loyalty. He destroyed your blood refining hall, and you still defend him like this, don’t you think you’re stupid?!”

"Following the son is the wisest thing I have ever done in my life."

Nianliu's voice was full of anger at this moment, as if he was returning to the light, "And the Blood Refining Hall has not been destroyed. Our Blood Refining Hall has always been intact. It's you, an old demon, you and these few The old poison teamed up and killed dozens of disciples of my Blood Refining Hall, and he still has the face to slander our young master here today, oh shit!"

"When death is imminent, you still dare to insult me!"

Snapped!

It seemed that someone had been slapped and groaned, and then fell silent.

"Unexpectedly, these guys are all tough!"

There was a heck sound like teeth grinding, "That Zhou Yi has such a great charm? So many people are willing to slander him? Is this still a selfish member of the magic sect? It's unbelievable!"

"Who says no? Huh? Who!"

The old blood-sucking demon replied casually, then seemed to hear something, and yelled loudly.

"it's me!"

The voice of the Poison God sounded.