One hundred and fifty-four chapters profit from chaos
Xiaoxu Palace is your own territory, so it would be good to let you eat and live here for free. Why do you still want to take advantage of it in vain?
Although we all know that the divine body of the plague god was brought back by his two disciples, the God Lord saw that the first time he saw that the one named Hong was back with the divine body. Maybe he was happy that the reward he should have given him was all the rewards he was surnamed Hong. Qiu Chengfeng took advantage of his life and never suffered any loss. Seeing "Senior Brother Hong" running in front of him carrying a coffin, Master Qiu became angry and pulled out the soft sword hidden at his waist. His body flashed and had already reached behind Senior Brother Hong. He raised his sword and stabbed his back heart.
At this time, Senior Brother Hong was also blinded by joy. He was thinking in his heart that the Lord of God saw him returning with the body of the plague god, and he didn't know how to reward him. He never expected that there was a Lord of Palace Qiu who was going to attack him.
However, if Senior Brother Hong is ranked above Qiu Chengfeng, there must be something better than him. When he felt a stinging pain in his back, Senior Brother Hong was already awakened. His toes were slightly lowered, and his whole body rushed forward with the strength. At the same time, he threw the coffin he was carrying back and threw out the coffin he was carrying back.
Qiu Chengfeng originally planned to increase his strength to pierce Senior Brother Hong's heart. Unexpectedly, the sword tip just pierced into his back heart, and Senior Brother Hong had an instant reaction. Seeing the coffin hitting him, the Palace Master Qiu had to withdraw his sword and turn around and dodge.
Just as Qiu Chengfeng retreated his sword, Senior Brother Hong had turned around and rushed towards him. Originally, his magic was above the Palace Master Qiu, and Qiu Chengfeng had been sitting firmly in Xiaoxu Palace for many years and had basically never fought with the monks outside. Senior Brother Hong was a troublemaker and had a lot of practical experience. After avoiding Qiu Chengfeng's sneak attack, he turned around and rushed over and punched him out.
Qiu Chengfeng hurriedly dodged, and he used all his strength to move. Lightning hit the front of Lord Qiu's palace master Qiu. Before he could stand firm, Senior Brother Hong had already arrived in front of Qiu Chengfeng. A long sword in his hand pressed against Lord Qiu's throat and said, "You and I are fellow disciples, how dare you attack me, Senior Brother? Today I will clear the door for Master. What do you want to do?"
When Senior Brother Hong was talking, he saw the somewhat thin coachman suddenly coming to his side. How he came here, he didn't even see clearly.
Just when Senior Brother Hong was surprised, the coachman did something even more surprising. He saw the coachman pressing his hand on the back of the Palace Master Qiu, and then pushed forward violently. Qiu Chengfeng had no time to react, and his long sword had already stabbed his throat. The palace master of Xiaoxu Palace in Longshan lost his life in such a cowardly manner.
At this time, Senior Brother Hong was also shocked. He did not want to harm Qiu Chengfeng's life. He just wanted to scare the Lord Qiu. He and the Lord of God had to live here for a long time. How could he be so reckless and end the master of Xiaoxu Palace now? Now, when Qiu Chengfeng dies, he will easily implicate the Lord of God. He will be in trouble when he attracts Wu Mian, Guangren and others.
Senior Brother Hong only thought that the coachman had any personal grudges with the Palace Master Qiu, and wanted to use his own hands to end Qiu Chengfeng. He said to Wu Mian furiously: "Do you think Qiu Chengfeng is dead, I will let him go." Before he finished speaking, the soft sword that was tightly grasped by Qiu Chengfeng just now came to the coachman's hand. Before Senior Brother Hong could react, the tip of the soft sword had pierced his heart.
Senior Brother Hong lost his life inexplicably before he could scream. Then, the coachman stuffed the hilt of the soft sword into the dead Qiu Chengfeng's hand. At this time, Qiu Chen, who knew from behind, suddenly turned around and ran back, but was stopped by the big coachman. Before he could scream, the big coachman had already twisted his neck, and then the coachman threw his body next to the bodies of Qiu Chengfeng and Senior Brother Hong.
At this time, the thin coachman looked back at Zhang Zixuan, who was already scared, and said, "Do you know what to say?"
Xiongshu Zhang nodded mechanically at first, and then shook his head immediately after he came over. At this time, the 'Hu Lu' on the side smiled and said, "What's wrong with this? To be honest, they fought for the coffin, and in the end they died together. Old man, am I right?"
After Zhang Zixuan smiled bitterly, he said with a courageous attitude: "That's right, it's right, but will it be messed up if you come like this? Now I'm sending the news to Xiaoxu Palace, and there are already chaos inside."
"Old man, what we want is this chaos." "Hu Lu" smiled at the thin coachman and continued to say to Zhang Zixuan: "If you don't have chaos, how can you save your life?"
When 'Hu Lu' was speaking, the thin coachman cast a spell and attracted the nearby underworld, allowing them to take away the souls of the three monks. Then he walked to Zhang Zixuan and said to him: "You can shout."
"What?" Zhang Zixuan didn't understand the coachman's meaning. At this time, "Hu Lu" standing beside him roared out in a sharp voice: "What happened! Master, why did you die? Oh my god, come here, Master, I'm Xianyou?"
Zhang Zixuan then understood and shouted: "Come on, Master is here, everyone is hurt and comes out to see. Master is killed by Hong and robbed the treasure and killed people."
There were many secret whistles from Xiaoxu Palace on the mountain. Shortly after hearing the cry for help, many monks appeared from all over the mountain. After seeing the body of Xuantong Zhenren, they were all shocked. At this time, Zhang Zizhuang and "Hu Lu" who seemed to have seen relatives began to talk about what had just happened. How did Senior Brother Hong come unreasonably to snatch the coffin, and how did his master refuse righteously. Finally, he was hit by Senior Brother Hong's poisonous hand with his eldest disciple Qiu Chen, and how did Qiu Chengfeng die with him before he died.
It was no trivial matter that his master was killed. Everyone carried the three corpses to the carriage together, and then transported them to the Xiaoxu Palace on the top of the mountain with the coffin.
Only a few disciples of Qiu Chengfeng's confidant knew about the matter of the God Lord living here. The rest of the disciples only knew that there were many fellow disciples from the Master who came to the palace now, but they did not know the existence of the God Lord. Qiu Chengfeng, the palace master of Xiaoxu Palace, was the largest, and the rest were his disciples. Now that the Palace Master is dead, he can only ask the fellow disciples of the Palace Master to come forward to solve the problem.
When the corpse and coffin were placed in the Sanqing Hall of Xiaoxu Palace, a few monks who were looking a little wise and came out of the inner hall. The leader looked weak and the two coachmen hiding behind the crowd looked at each other. The appearance of this "person" was officially the demon god body that had almost pierced the sky.
After only glanced at the three corpses on the ground, the man turned his attention to the headless corpse in the coffin. After seeing that the divine body was safe and sound, the man breathed a sigh of relief. After asking his confidants to take away the divine body, he said to the monks kneeling in front of him: "All buried, you all have dispersed. Don't mention this matter anymore. The three monks died, it's not worth making a fuss."
Qiu Chengfeng's disciples stopped doing it after hearing this and took these monks in the past few days. Now that his master has been beaten to death by their people, he has dispersed all the words, and he can settle it. At this moment, a few bold people knelt forward and crawled a few steps, saying, "We are still waiting for you to make decisions. You are our master's elders. Now our master is no longer in the world. You can't be so dark and not mention white or white. At least you must choose a successor among us."
The 'man' glanced at the monk who was talking and thought that he would stay here for a few more days. If things got worse, it would be bad. Then he nodded and said, "Who saw it at the scene when something happened? I have something to ask."
At this time, Zhang Zixuan and "Hu Lu" stood up. Then they said and compared what had just happened.
Chapter completed!