"I saw that demon, it seemed that he was not seriously injured."

The carriage galloped on the road, and Qing Lingzi expressed his doubts.

The Bai Duzi received this magic sword thunder control technique, but after all, he had a hundred years of practice and had magic weapons to protect his body. Even if he was injured, he would never be able to die.

"He died in his own hands."

Lin Dong said in the carriage: "Even he himself cannot control his poison. Therefore, Xue Qi's magic sword, Thunder Decision, bombarded his body and damaged his poison-proof objects. So a powerful weapon like poison will naturally hurt him. In addition, his treasure gallops, he has now poisoned him and will definitely die."

Demons like Bai Poison who become famous by relying on poisons have all their cultivation level on this poison. With this kind of poison, it is the Xuan Zhenren. As long as he is given time and a chance, these Bai Poisons can kill him. But if the poison is not capable, their cultivation level will be reduced by 80%. Therefore, facing this magic sword, if it were not for the protection of the body of the body, the Bai Poisons would have died on the spot.

Qing Lingzi nodded in front of him, never thinking about this saying.

He rode his horse towards the seaside and arrived at the East China Sea. Sure enough, he saw the body of Bai Poisonzi lying there, and his body was in action. Many places had been damaged into pus and blood. The poisonous projectiles refined on him were also scattered all over the ground at this time.

"It is better not to have such evil things."

Lin Dong bounced his fingers and drifted out of the mysterious fire mirror, burning the projectiles one by one, turning them into nothingness.

After getting off the carriage, Lin Dong patted the horse. The horse seemed to know that it was time to part, so he put the horse head in Lin Dong's arms and reluctantly left it.

"There will be a time of separation."

Lin Dong rubbed the horse's head and soared into the air.

Seeing this, Qing Lingzi and Lu Xueqi also flew with their swords and followed closely behind.

East China Sea, Liubo Mountain.

According to the classics of Shanhai and the Great Wilderness East Classic, the East Sea is flowing into Boshan and entering 7,000 miles of water. There is Kui on it. Huangdi got it and used its skin as a drum. The sound can spread for 500 miles, which shocked the world.

Although Liubo Mountain is named after the mountain, it is definitely not a small hill or an island in the East China Sea. The mountains are vast and the righteous devils are all on this mountain, but they don’t know where the foundation is. Usually, these two encounter unexpectedly when they are controlling swords and treasures.

The Ghost King was wearing a white brocade robe, standing with his hands behind his back, looking at the Liubo Mountains.

Around this Ghost King, there was a man wearing white clothes, with a handsome face, and no evil spirit on his body, just like a scholar wearing a blue ring in his hand.

"Sect Master, the lady has contacted us and is now coming to this Liubo Mountain."

The scholar is Qinglong, the four guardians of the Ghost King Sect.

The Ghost King Sect has four guardians, all of which are extremely high in cultivation, namely the Qinglong, Vermillion Bird, Black Tortoise and White Tiger.

"That's good."

The Ghost King breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Qinglong, you should know who we are fighting this time. If there is any mistake in Yao'er, I will go immediately. This time, I was restrained by these hundred poisons, and now I cannot leave Liubo Mountain half a step away."

In his words, the Ghost King felt quite guilty.

"I know it."

Qinglong nodded aside and understood the Ghost King very much.

There is a character in the right way who can know the past and the future. He has a plan and can respond to everything. He can call the wind and rain, can produce springs in dry wells, and can shoot water to stabilize the tide. Five years ago, he killed the Poison God and Yu Yangzi in one fell swoop, which shocked the Demonic Way.

"Five years ago, in these two water cities."

The Ghost King said to the Qinglong: "A disciple has found a few excellent disciples in these two water cities, so I went to the Yanbo Lake to collect them. It was during the day and it was not convenient to go to the treasures. Therefore, I booked the fishing boat, but I didn't want to sit on the fishing boat, so I sat there."

Speaking of the beginning, the Ghost King was still in a palpitations.

"I've heard of this."

Qinglong said on the side: "It is said that the couplet between the Ghost King and that man at that time, but the man said that the donkey's lips were not right. But after you went to the ship, you found that you were completely right on this ship."

The Ghost King nodded, sighed, and said, "The Yanbo Lake is vast. I have made two trips in the past five years. Looking back at that time, I still don't understand. It was because of this person who saw far and heard far, and it was because of his previous knowledge."

Qinglong stopped talking on one side.

The Ghost King knew something was wrong on the ship and immediately ran away. Then the giant head of the Demon Sect inside the ship went to the second one. The San Miao Maiden was frightened and did not dare to come to Zhongyuan again.

"This kind of thing is actually a blessing for you."

Qinglong said again: "If it weren't for this poisonous god, Yu Yangzi would have died, how could this Changshengtang and Wanpo Sect defect to you? Now, the power of this holy sect is 80% in you, and the remaining Hehuan is no longer afraid."

The Poison God and Yu Yangzi are dead.

The pair of ghost kings' pace of unifying the Demon Sect was much faster. After losing the Poison God, the poison god's disciple Qin Wuyan immediately surrendered, hoping that the Ghost King could defeat the little Poison God and regain the Poison God's inheritance. The Changshengtang was defeated and occupied by the Ghost King. The power of the Demon Sect was all in the Ghost King.

"In this battle on Liubo Mountain, I also hope to eliminate some disobedient people."

The Ghost King looked at the mountain range and said, "It's a pity that Qin Wuyan was cunning and refused to come, otherwise this holy gate would be full of iron from now on..."

Qinglong nodded on the side, saying yes.

"Now my Holy Sect is stationed on Liubo Mountain, and even holds the secret treasure of Wanpo Sect and has buried the Ten Thousand Poison Blood Array in Liubo Mountain. As long as the hundred poisons come to preside over, these righteous disciples are not worth worrying about."

Qinglong agreed.

Bai Poison Son belongs to Wan Poison Sect, and now he is obeyed the order of the Ghost King.

The Ghost King looked up and the breeze blew across his temples.

"These hundred poisonous sons have been in this wilderness for a hundred years, but they have learned this Central Plains figure. After reading two books of sages, they have not come after listening to my call. They say that they must have ministers who are promising to be promising. If they want to have plans, they will follow them. They respect virtue and enjoy the way. If they are not as good as this, they will not be able to do it with them."

The Ghost King chuckled and said, "How could these hundred poisons have morality? This behavior is just a fight for power in this Ghost King Sect."

A monarch who will have great achievements will inevitably have ministers who will be called but not ordered. If you want strategy, you must go to your home to ask and ask. This is considered respect for morality. If you do not do this, you will not be a monarch who will have great achievements.

It was precisely this sentence that forced the Ghost King to visit the place where Bai Poisons were located. Then Bai Poison said he wanted to seal the cave, block the Poison Valley, and explain the family affairs. It took more than ten days to finally set off and come to Liubo Mountain.

"But the poisonous skills of these hundred poisonous sons are indispensable for this ten thousand poisonous blood array."

Qinglong said.

The Ghost King nodded. Indeed, if this Ten Thousand Poison Blood Formation was not hosted by Bai Poisonzi, it would be difficult to form a formation.

A precious light quickly passed by, and the figure fell in front of the Ghost King.

"Sect Master, the Bai Poison Son died in the coast of the East China Sea."

This person reports to the Ghost King.

“…”

The Ghost King's expression became extremely embarrassing.

"How did you die?"

Qinglong asked.

"The corpse has become suppurated, it should be because of improper handling of the poison and died on the poison."

The man said again.

Bai Duzi has a variety of toxins in his body, and these poisons are completely beyond his control. Now that the corpse is rotting and his clothes are turned into smoke, the Ghost King Sect dare not check his body easily, so he can only make this judgment.

“…”

The Ghost King's expression was even more ugly.

Liubo Mountain.

Lin Dong lies high on the top of a mountain, looking at the Liubo Mountains.

The Liubo Mountains cover a very wide area and are majestic. They are the best in the East China Sea. The waves are surging and the mountains are majestic. If it weren't for the remote area, the Liubo Mountains' reputation would be on the island of Yama and Penglai Fairyland.

"Master!"

Wan Jian was wearing white clothes, and came from the mountain. Following that, Cangsong in the green clouds, Tian Buyi, Su Ru, Song Daren, Qi Hao, Wen Min, Tian Ling'er, Lin Jingyu, etc., and then there were the Dharma Xiang of Tianyin Temple, Fashan and Tianyin disciples, the disciples of the Fenxiang Valley led by Li Xun and Yan Hong. After all, various small sects were mostly here.

Lin Dong nodded slightly.

Qing Lingzi and Lu Xueqi stood on Lin Dong's side.

"That day I sent a letter to the master. When I learned that the master was coming, Junior Cangsong was burning incense and colouring, and waited for the master to come."

Wan Jianyi and Lin Dong said respectfully.

"I am not a saint or an immortal. What is the purpose of burning incense for me?"

Lin Dong walked towards the mountain and said, "Cangsong, Tian Buyi, you two went to the easternmost part of Liubo Mountain to get medicine branches and leaves and Ningdan pills to save the injured people here."

Cang Song did something wrong and planned to kill Daoxuan for a hundred years, colluded with the Demon Sect, and condensed the Demon Banner. Lin Dong knew all about these things, but he had never expressed his opinion. It was not only Cang Song who was nervous, but even Wan Jianyi was worried about it.

With just one thought, I took the wrong path.

Therefore, Cang Song was most respectful to Lin Dong, and his heart was always in his throat, for fear that Lin Dong would settle the accounts with him on a certain day and at the same time.

It was not easy to receive the order from Cangsong and Tian, ​​so they immediately went to the extreme east of Liubo Mountain to collect herbs.

Arrive at the foot of the mountain.

In front of me is a dense forest, and the branches next to the weeds have been pruned by people on the right path. Now they can pass by. On this Liubo Mountain, Qingyun, Tianyin, Burning Xiang Valley, and the other gates all occupy caves, using the cave as their place to live. And just before this cave, there is a house built with ancient bamboo trees.

The style and structure are exquisite, needless to say, this is Cangsong's handwriting.

Lin Dong walked into the wooden house calmly and saw that there were all bronze mirrors and wooden tables in the wooden house. There was a small window next to the bed, facing a pool of clear water outside.

"Master."

As soon as Wan Jian walked in, he said first: "Junior Brother Cangsong has been falling into hell for a hundred years. He has suffered every day and has evil thoughts. You can still forgive this mystery, why not forgive Cangsong?"

Lin Dong turned his head and said, "Daoxuan is forgiving you. I will only do remedy. If the Cang Song can be forgiven by the dead, I will not say much. Go back and prepare. If you want to destroy the Demon Sect, it will only be tomorrow."

Wan Jian took the order and went down.

Lin Dong sat in the wooden house, closing his eyes and sitting silently. At that time, it was already dark. Soon, a cloud of celebratory clouds appeared at the roof door of Lin Dong, and colorful light shone straight to the sky. Even outside this flowing mountain, it was visible.

"The forest is here!"
Chapter completed!