Chapter 233 Heavenly Demon Gathers Poison Flag

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He smiled like dead ashes and said in a trembling voice, "Xiao... Xiao Daoyou... I... I know you... At the beginning, Xianyuan Sect sent someone to chase and kill you... We have no grievances and no grudges..." It seems that Xiaotian's IQ is a little low, and there is no injustice? Just now, he was happy to destroy the sect of others. Is this called no injustice and no hatred?

Xiao Heng waved his hand casually and said, "Or self-disting and self-discarding cultivation." Or I'll send you to see your patriarch." The words are full of impatience.

Tianqing's face changed when he heard the words and asked cautiously, "Master? What's wrong with the suzerain?

"The wind is empty, and I have been killed. And the other three sects of your alliance have been destroyed by me. Now, you are left without wind. Xiao Heng said to him without emotion while tying the seal of poison on the Six Poison Classics.

The experience of destroying the sect many times tells Xiao Heng that those elders and suzerains will not choose to abandon their cultivation. It was the dying counterattack of the dog jumping over the wall, so Xiao Heng did not intend to let these two go at all.

Xiao Tian, with a red face, heard the words. Even if he couldn't calm down, he sacrificed a broken gray flag. A huge spiritual force poured into it, and a strong gray fog spread out in an instant.

Before Tianqing could stop Xiaotian, a thick gray fog immediately shrouded Xiao Heng.

"Go to hell." Xiao Tian's face was ferocious and he roared at Xiao Heng. He can't stand the huge psychological pressure. The pressure of the two strong men has made him lose his last trace of reason.

"Xiao Heng, be careful. That's the poison flag of the devil. Don't get a little poisonous fog. Avoid it." As soon as Biluo Laozu saw the gray broken flag taken out by Xiaotian, his face changed wildly, and he roared at Xiao Heng, who was not far away.

Xiao Heng didn't care at all, and still wore the French seal in a hurry. The hands of the seal were slow and smooth, and the Guiyuan poison charm with a faint stream of light in the palm of the hand was also gradually bursting out with a stream of colorful light.

Seeing that Xiao Heng did not respond at all, Biluo Laozu couldn't help but be very anxious. However, at the thought of Xiao Heng's current cultivation, Biluo Laozu had to force himself to calm down.

Looking at the fierce poisonous fog, a fine light flashed in Xiao Heng's eyes. As soon as he opened his mouth and sucked in, the large and poisonous thick fog was immediately inhaled into Xiao Heng's stomach like a sea.

"Cough..." As if drinking overnight tea, Xiao Heng covered his mouth and coughed gently.

"You... You, you..." Xiao Tian's face was like dead ashes. He looked at Xiao Heng, who remained unchanged at this time in horror and stammered.

Looking at Xiao Heng slowly tying the magic seal, Xiao Tian's heart was like a boulder pressed down. It seems that every time Xiao Heng makes a mysterious seal, the pressure in Xiaotian's heart will be greater.

Finally, the printing is completed. The Guiyuan poison charm with colorful glow was gently patted on Xiao Heng. Xiao Tian only felt that the spirit of heaven and earth around him immediately surged up. Then, some colors were not faintly foggy, but I don't know where they condensed out of thin air. Before he could react, he got into his body.

"Puff..." Xiao Tian immediately turned black, and he opened his mouth and spit out a big mouthful of blood. Before the blood fell to the ground, it immediately evaporated.

After twitching twice, Xiao Tian rolled his eyes and his body exploded. Suddenly, the flesh and blood splashed everywhere, so miserable.

A group of extremely weak yuan gods also emerged from it and flew desperately to the outside of the valley.

Xiao Heng flicked his finger, and a space force burst out at his fingertips in an instant. The space around the yuan god cracked into space cracks in an instant. Xiaotian's yuanshen did not realize what was going on, but it had been cut into countless pieces by the power of space. The yuan god also dissipated between heaven and earth at this moment.

"Alas..." Tianqing sighed for a long time, and his eyes were full of helplessness. My younger brother is still too impulsive.

After solving Xiao Tian's problem, Xiao Heng looked at Tianqing with his impatient eyes again. Tianqing hesitated for a moment, and finally crawled down and knelt down.

"Since the suzerain is dead, I, Tianqing, am loyal to Xiao Xianzun." Tianqing's eyes were helpless. It took him a thousand years to cultivate his cultivation. It must not be in the ass of this. And his name for Xiao Heng has also changed from "Taoist friend" to "Immortal Lord".

Xiao Heng frowned when he heard the words and just wanted to say something. But he was interrupted by Tianqing: "Xiao Xianzun, I'm just following the order, and I have no choice but to attack Biluo Xianfu this time. In addition, I Tianqing originally intended to brand the yuan god, and I hope Xiao Xianzun will be gracious and let me go. Tianqing said, and his eyes also showed the desire to survive. Tianqing is not like Xiaotian. Tianqing quite understands the strength gap between himself and Xiao Heng. Not to mention Xiao Heng's horrible magic power, it is one of his eighth-order monsters, which can destroy the 300 mysterious monks he brought. Not to mention that there is another strong man in the sky mirror.

Therefore, Tianqing did not resist, and only hoped that his dedication could be exchanged for a way to survive. After all, this is related to my thousand-year cultivation.

Xiao Heng fell into meditation when he heard the words, and Tianqing was also nervous at this moment. The current situation is that I am a fish and I am going to die, but Xiao Heng has the final say.

After meditating for a moment, Xiao Heng threw out a yuan god order with a blank face.

Seeing this, Tianqing was overjoyed and quickly took over the yuan god and attached a trace of his yuan god to it. Tianqing himself didn't realize when he became so greedy and afraid to death. Or, the greater the power, the more reluctant to give up.

However, as soon as the Yuanshen was attached, Tianqing immediately felt the huge number of Yuanshen branding.

His face changed, and Tianqing stared at Xiao Heng as if he had seen the most horrible monster in the world. The genshen brand included in this genshen order has at least 7,000 or 8,000 monks. And most of them are Xuanjing monks. How can Tianqing's face change greatly?

After respectfully returning the Yuanshenling to Xiao Heng with both hands, Tianqing slowly retreated aside and waited for Xiao Heng's disposal. As long as you don't die, your cultivation will not be in the ass of it, and you will have the opportunity to build the road again.

After receiving the Yuanshen Order, Xiao Heng looked at those Xuanjing disciples without Fengmen again, and a trace of impatience flashed on his face.

He was too lazy to say more words. Xiao Heng directly threw the Yuanshenling at the feet of a Wufengmen Xuanjing disciple.

He witnessed the Xuanjing disciples of the death of the two Yuanjing elders of his sect. At this time, as soon as he saw this Yuanshen order, he immediately looked frightened. He knew that once the yuanshen was attached to it, it would be equivalent to selling himself.

"If you don't want to die, hurry up. Don't let your Elder Xiao wait for a long time." As soon as Tianqing saw that his disciples were so linger, he immediately shouted at them in a cold voice. I was afraid that I would put my life in because of the disciple's fusiness.

The disciple trembled all over and picked up the piece of Yuanshen Order tremblingly. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Just as he was about to attach the primordial spirit to it, a gray light flashed, and the disciple's body exploded in an instant.

I don't know when Ling Kudie appeared next to this Wufengmen Xuanjing disciple, and said with an extremely impatient face, "Now the younger generation is really ignorant. It's so troublesome. It's better to kill all of them to save trouble. You can also save more soul gods for me to practice Xuangong."

The rest of the cultivation was pale. A bold man immediately ran to the side of the dead butterfly, picked up the piece of Yuanshen order tremblingly, and then put the Yuanshen brand on it without any dragging water.

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