Daojun

Chapter 83
"not good!"

At the moment when Qin Zhou's figure disappeared, thousands of people shrank into their pupils and suddenly exclaimed.

The Poison God's expression also changed, he hurriedly mobilized his mana, and put his hands across his chest to resist.

But at the next moment, a huge force suddenly came from his chest, and the Poison God flew upside down involuntarily, hitting several disciples behind him, and the crowd scattered in all directions in an instant!

And the Poison God also hit the ground heavily, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spewed out instantly!

The hall was suddenly silent.

Everyone seemed to have seen a ghost, and looked at the place where the poisonous god was originally standing in horror...

There, a figure stood proudly and indifferently, with a sneer of disdain hanging from the corner of his mouth, it was Qin Zhou!
"Pfft...cough..."

Regardless of the wailing of the disciples behind him, the Poison God covered his chest with traces of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Qin Zhou in horror.

"you……"

Before the words fell, Qin Zhou suddenly disappeared again!

Immediately afterwards, everyone saw white light flashing in the hall, and a black shadow appeared in front of the Poison God instantly...

"No!"

Poison God's eyes widened, looking at the glaring white light in front of him, he didn't even have time to use mana to block it, he just felt a pain between his brows and lost consciousness...

"Congratulations to the host, changing the plot and getting 10000 luck points!"

Slowly straightened up, and glanced at the poisonous god who was dying on the ground, Qin Zhou turned around, looked at the thousands of people, and smiled coldly: "The giant of the demonic way? The poisonous god?"

The hall was silent again.

What did they see? !

Poison God, dead? ?

Ten thousand people shrank their pupils, but they didn't dare to think any more. With a movement of the hand under the robe, a small black cauldron appeared in front of him in an instant, calling Qin Zhou in the air, and at the same time shouted loudly: "Do it!"

With a loud roar, the rest of the people in the hall immediately came back to their senses. Seeing the radiance of Fulong in front of thousands of people, it was too late to be shocked.
"boom!"

The battle is imminent!
All kinds of light flashed in the hall, and in a moment, all kinds of magic weapons bombarded together!
All I saw was that the Demon Cult's side, including Fulong Cauldron, which was visited by tens of thousands of people, and most of the magic weapons were all aimed at Qin Zhou.

However, at this moment, Qin Zhou's figure disappeared again!

When he reappeared, he was already behind Mrs. Sanmiao, the head of the Hehuan Sect!
Ten thousand people suddenly changed their eyes again, and shouted in surprise: "Be careful!"

"boom!"

The next moment, as various magic weapons hit the place where Qin Zhou was originally standing, a white light flashed behind Mrs. Sanmiao...

Immediately afterwards, Mrs. Sanmiao screamed, she threw herself forward, and hit the ground heavily, bleeding from all the orifices on her pretty white face, she seemed to be dead...

Ten thousand people looked serious, and instantly raised their hands to recall the Fulongding, but suddenly felt a sense of crisis coming from behind, and just as they were about to turn around, another red light shot from the left!

Wan Wan shrank his pupils, before he had time to think about it, all his mana burst out instantly, protecting his body, then he turned around and slapped the strong wind behind him!
"boom!"

With a loud noise, thousands of people flew out of their bodies and fell to the ground, with blood pouring out of their mouths desperately!

But when the ten thousand people went to the original position, a black shadow suddenly appeared, standing in the air half a foot from the ground.

Who else could it be if it wasn't Qin Zhou!

"You still have some skills!" Looking at the ugly faces of thousands of people on the ground, Qin Zhou smiled faintly, although his words were arrogant, his eyes were as calm as water.

At this time, a figure floated over from the side and stood beside Qin Zhou.

But Tian Buyi also rushed over, obviously the red glow just now was emitted by his "Red Spirit" sword!

Holding the fairy sword in his hand, Tian Buyi nodded to Qin Zhou, and looked at the thousands of people on the ground with killing intent on his face.

I saw Wan Wan's face that was originally fair, but now it is even paler, with traces of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, and even more blood flowing from his left abdomen, obviously injured by Tian Buyi's Chi Ling just now!
"Cough cough!"

Wan Wan coughed up a mouthful of blood again, and stared closely at Qin Zhou and Tian Buyi, his eyes gradually became calm, but his heart kept sinking.

"father!"

There was a cry of surprise, and then a green shadow flashed over, helping thousands of people to go.

It was Baguio who saw tens of thousands of people getting injured, and rushed over anxiously regardless of the opponents beside him.

"metropolitan!"

"metropolitan!"

At this time, several masters of the Ghost King Sect also flashed to Wanwanqian, protecting Wanqin in the middle, watching Qin Zhou and Tian Buyi vigilantly.

Ten thousand people raised their hands to stop Bi Yao who was about to speak, took a deep look at Qin Zhou, waved his hand, and raised the Fulong Cauldron in the distance, with a movement of his body, turned around and walked out of Yuqing Hall.

"withdraw!"

Baguio and several disciples of the Ghost King Sect closely guarded the crowd, and their figures quickly disappeared into the surrounding crowd of good and evil.

Seeing this, Tian Buyi's expression changed, and he moved immediately, holding the Scarlet Spirit Immortal Sword tightly, and wanted to chase after him, but was stopped by Qin Zhou...

"Don't chase after me, I have my own plan!"

Qin Zhou shook his head at Tian Buyi, looked at the direction of thousands of people leaving, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, an inexplicable look flashed in his eyes, then he turned and walked towards the nearby battlefield.

Tian Buyi was puzzled, but seeing Qin Zhou's indifferent expression, he didn't say any more. He glanced at the ghost king's family who had disappeared, and without hesitation, he raised his immortal sword and turned to join the battlefield.

Inside the Yuqing Palace, there was constant sound of beatings and killings, all kinds of lights danced, and people of both good and evil ways kept falling down.

But most of those who fell were members of the Demon Cult, because most of the masters on the Demon Cult side were restrained by the Qing Yunmen, and those who died on the Righteous Way were basically junior disciples of Tongtian Peak.

Except for Reverend Daoxuan, the remaining chiefs of five veins and elders of each peak in Qingyun Sect each restrained an enemy.

Except for Master Shuiyue, who was duel with Yuyangzi, the rest basically fought against their opponents. The leader of the Devil's Cult side died, wounded and fled. The situation has become a one-sided situation!
Master Shuiyue looked serious, holding a purple long sword, and fighting with Yuyangzi, the offensive was fierce, as if he wanted to blow out all the evil spirits of today.

On the other hand, Yuyangzi, in the face of Master Shuiyue's powerful attack, was basically defending, with a heavy heart and no fighting spirit at all.

Ever since the poison god died, Yuyangzi knew that today, he might be killed!
His dream of becoming the next black-hearted old man is afraid that it will be shattered!

The top master of the Holy Cult, the God of Poison was killed by that terrifying young man, and Mrs. San Miao didn't know whether she was alive or dead. Only he and the suzerain of the Ghost King Sect would never be able to stop the masters of the Qingyun Sect.

By the way, where are all the people going?
Dodging Master Shuiyue's fierce sword, Yuyangzi took the opportunity to look back, almost spurting out a mouthful of old blood!

I saw that in the Yuqing Palace, there were no shadows of thousands of people, except for a few lying on the ground, even the people from the Ghost King Sect could not be seen!

"Everyone is going!"

Yuyangzi was furious in his heart, let out a long roar, dodged Master Shuiyue's attack, and took a few steps back.

"Disciples of Changshengtang, withdraw with me!"

Yuyangzi secretly hated him, he didn't know now, they were sold by the people of the Ghost King Sect, and thousands of people used them to hold back the people of Qingyun Sect, they had already taken the opportunity to escape.

Now the Demon Cult's high-end combat power, besides him, there is also the traitor Cangsong Taoist from the Qingyun Sect, and there is only one Mrs. Sanmiao lying in a corner of the hall.

If you don't go, why don't you stay and die?
Yuyangzi thought of retreating in his heart, called the disciples of the Changsheng Hall, and wanted to escape outside.

As for the members of the Wandu Sect and the Hehuan Sect, the sect masters are gone, let them die!
Yu Yangzi looked at the only three or four masters of the Changsheng Hall around him, and his heart ached. This time to besiege Qingyun, the Changsheng Hall sent more than 100 elite disciples and dozens of masters in the sect, but now these are the only ones left .

Glancing at Master Shuiyue who was about to chase after him, Yuyangzi gritted his teeth, and before his heart ached, he moved towards the entrance of Yuqing Hall!
"withdraw!"

At this time, apart from Taoist Cangsong who was dragged away by Feng Huifeng Zeng Shuchang and Tian Buyi Suru, the rest of the Demon Cult members, dead and wounded, had long since lost their will to fight. They hurriedly followed the gate of Chao Yuqing Hall and fled in a swarm!

Qin Zhou killed a master of the Wandu Sect next to Lu Xueqi with one palm, and looked back at Yuyangzi who had fled to the gate of Yuqing Palace, his eyes moved slightly, and he smiled coldly...

Now that you're here, don't leave!

"Give me Tianya!"

Qin Zhou took Tianya from Lu Xueqi's hand, and with a flash of his figure, he rushed to the gate of Yuqing Palace, killed several Demon Sect disciples blocking the gate with his sword, and quickly fled out the door.

At this time, Yuyangzi had already controlled the magic weapon Yin-Yang Mirror and flew in mid-air, secretly happy in his heart, but at the same time felt a strong sense of anger.

Ten thousand people go, you wait for me!

A trace of hatred flashed in Yuyangzi's eyes, and he was furious in his heart. If he hadn't been careful, he might have fallen on Qingyun Mountain like the old monster of Poison God today. When he escaped from Qingyun Mountain, he must Go to Ghost King Zong for an explanation!

However, right now!

Suddenly, Yuyangzi's hairs started to stand up, and a sense of crisis came from behind him. Just as he was about to move, he suddenly felt a pain in his heart. He lowered his head, and saw a long sword glowing red coming out of his chest...

"puff!"

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and a trace of unwillingness flashed in Yuyangzi's eyes, and then he lost consciousness and fell vertically from mid-air.

"Congratulations to the host, changing the plot and getting 8000 luck points!"

With a movement of Qin Zhou's body, he dodged into the air, and the magic formula was triggered. In an instant, several bolts of lightning shot forward, killing several disciples of the Wandu sect who were fleeing, before he fell down and stopped beside Yuyangzi's body.

Taking a light look at Yuyangzi who stared wide-eyed, Qin Zhou sneered, pulled out Tianya from Yuyangzi's chest, turned around and flew towards Yuqing Palace.

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