Chapter 3 Poison Plan

Thousands of miles away, it is also an ordinary late night. The bright moon hangs high in the sky, quietly looking at the earthly world.

On the wilderness, there was also a man who looked up at the cold moon. His long robe and long sleeves were still dressed as Taoists. On his angular face, the momentum of anger was still faintly visible.

The night breeze blowing in the field, the weeds shook, between the clothes fluttering and the silence, as if time was still.

It's just that whoever can keep the time is in your trance, and it's still ten years after all.

Someone sighed, his voice was light, and slowly drifted away in the wind.

In this quiet scene, suddenly a voice came from a distance, with a little smile, and said, "This beautiful scenery, the Taoist priest is in a good mood to enjoy the moon alone!"

The voice was still far away when it first started, but after saying a word, it was behind the Taoist. The Taoist took a deep breath and turned around. Under the moonlight, it was the Cangsong Taoist who colluded with the Demon Sect ten years ago and betrayed the blue clouds.

Standing not far behind him was the ghost king, the suzerain of the ghost king with a smile on his face. However, at this moment, although the ghost king's face was as usual, his white hair seemed to be much haggard. Only in his eyes, another hot light was faintly shining, which was more dazzling than before.

Cangsong Taoist glanced at the ghost king's hair. His originally calm expression changed, and he was stunned and said, "Suzerain, what's wrong with your hair..."

The ghost king smiled faintly. The Cangsong Taoist had this reaction, which was actually as early as he expected. If he is such a person with profound practice, his appearance will not change much in another hundred years, but this time he suddenly turned white for three days, such as Cang Song and other outsiders who did not know it were naturally surprised and thought that he had encountered any problems in his practice.

The ghost king did not explain, and even his face did not change much. He just smiled and said, "Although you and I are all monastic people, after all, we are also mortals. There are always sad things."

The Cangsong Taoist's face restrained and said solemnly, "Yes, I'm talking too much."

The ghost king shook his head and smiled, walked to the path of Cangsong with his hands, and smiled, "Don't mention it. However, since the Battle of Qingyun ten years ago, I heard that the Taoist priest has been worshipped by the Wandu Sect. I don't know if he suddenly asked me to meet here tonight. What's the matter? If this matter is known by the senior poison god, I naturally don't care, but I'm afraid it will be inconvenient for the Taoist priest.

The Cangsong Taoist stared at the ghost king for a long time, and the ghost king did not ask much, but still kept a smile and waited with a smile. For a long time, Cang Song sighed, "Suzerain, you are really not comparable. To be honest, I will make an appointment with the suzerain tonight. There are indeed important things to discuss."

The ghost king said, "Please say it, Taoist priest."

Cang Song glanced at the ghost king and said, "The suzerain knows that the poison god, the master of the poison gate, passed away three days ago."

The voice of the Cangsong Taoist was not loud, but it was like a thunderstorm in silence. Even if he was such a determined figure of the ghost king, he couldn't help shaking his body, his face changed greatly, and he blurted out: "What?"

Cang Song stared at the ghost king and said, "The poisonous god passed away three days ago. After his death, he left his will and pass the position of the master to the youngest disciple Qin Wuyan."

The ghost king gradually calmed down, but his eyebrows were still deep locked, his face was calm, but his heart was like thousands of troops and horses coming together, and all kinds of thoughts were stirring.

Today, the three major factions of the Demon Sect are facing each other. What he is most afraid of is the old poison of the old poison gate. With him, the Ghost King Sect hardly had a chance to pull the poison gate down from the position of the first faction of the Demon Sect. But now, this old poison that once seemed to never die has died so quietly!

The ghost king took a deep breath and his eyes returned to the face of the Taoist priest. He suddenly smiled and said, "The old man of the Poison God is the respected predecessor of my holy religion. This unfortunate death is really sad." He said words of condolences, but there was no sadness in his smile.

And the Cangsong Taoist standing opposite him also looked indifferent. Obviously, neither of them had anything to miss about the dead old man.

"However," the ghost king seemed to show a trace of caution and said, "I didn't hear this news before I came! In the past three days, although Wandumen was very calm, no news was revealed.

Cang Song Taoist smiled and said with slight disdain, "After the old man's death, although Qin Wuyan was ordered to take over the position of the head of the sect, the other disciples who rushed back together to the end of him refused to give up. They kept quarreling for the position of the master and temporarily suppressed the old man's death Nowadays, except for several offerings, including me, most of the disciples of Wandumen do not know about this.

As soon as he heard it, he understood what kind of person the ghost king was. A smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. He meditated for a moment and said to Cang Song: "This matter is not a small matter. The Taoist priest told him, which shows his kindness, and I am very grateful."

Cang Song Taoist smiled and said, "I dare not."

The ghost king's eyes flashed and said, "Does the Taoist priest have anything else to say, but it's okay to say it?"

The Taoist of Cangsong snorted and said, "The suzerain is the hero of Xiongcai, and I won't go around the circle. Now there is no place for Cang Song in the poison gate. I hope the suzerain will remember the acquaintance in those years and take him in me."

The ghost king was stunned and said, "What did the Taoist priest say? With such a person as the Taoist priest, I can't look forward to it. I have been longing for it for many years. It's just that the Taoist priest has always been in a high position in the Ten Thousand Poison Gate, and he is also from the same sect of the Holy Sect. I dare not invite him rashly. Is there any change after the death of the predecessor of the Poison God?

The Taoist of Cangsong nodded and said, "The suzerain's eyes are like a torch. The poison god is really good to me, but Qin Wuyan has always been at peace with me. Moreover, everyone in the poison gate has been competing for the throne. The masters in the door are all facing each other according to the mountain. In The day is long and short."

The ghost king laughed loudly, and the laughter was quite loud. It echoed above the wilderness. After a moment, he stopped his smile and said seriously, "Don't worry, the Taoist priest, Qin Wuyan's yellow-mouthed child. He doesn't know the Taoist priest. Please come to my ghost king's sect and condesc

Cang Songdao looked happy and nodded and said, "Thank you so much, suzerain."

The ghost king nodded with a smile, his eyes flashed, and said, "Since the Taoist priest and I are already a family, I take the liberty to ask the Taoist priest. I dare to ask who among the disciples of the poisonous god is the most likely to inherit the position of the master?"

Cang Song pondered for a long time and said, "Although the masters in the door are facing each other, in my opinion, I'm afraid that Qin Wuyan still has the best chance of winning in the end. Although this man is young, he is scheming and has a true biography of the poisonous god, which cannot be It's just that he was injured by ghosts when he died in the West a few months ago. He heard that the power of blood-eating beads was unparalleled. It went deep into the bone marrow body and has not yet recovered, so he was raised by several of his brothers. Otherwise, with his ability, those unarmed brothers are far from his opponents.

The ghost king was stunned. Although the ghost ambush Qin Wuyan was also dead, the ghost did not reveal it to the outside, and he knew nothing about it. This time, when he suddenly heard the Cangsong Taoist saying this, he couldn't help passing the ghost figure in his heart, and the light in his eyes was full.

His eyes were so fierce that even the Cangsong Taoist was shocked and said in astonishment, "Suzerain, what's wrong?"

The ghost king reacted, breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, "It's nothing, but I didn't expect the ghost I cultivated. Now it has really become a big weapon, and I'm very happy."

The Taoist of Cangsong looked at him, his face was as usual, and he didn't say anything more, but then the figure of Zhang Xiaofan at the top of Qingyun Mountain ten years ago also appeared in his heart. Thinking of the expression of the ghost king just now, he couldn't help sneering in his heart.

Huqi Mountain, the General Hall of the Ghost King.

Falling from the sky, the magic wand flashing blue quietly flew back to the sleeves, and the ghost's fierce figure once again appeared in front of the entrance of the ghost king's general hall.

Several disciples of the Ghost King Sect guarded in front of the door were shocked, and then quickly gave way to the side, shouting one after another, "Deputy suzerain."

Gui Li didn't say anything. He was expressionless and went straight inside. Xiaohui lay on his shoulder and looked around as usual, but after a moment, he took his eyes back. After all, this place was too familiar to it.

Gui Li slowly walked back to his room and pushed open the stone door. Everything in the room was exactly the same as before he left, and it seemed that no one had moved at all. He stood in the room for a long time, as if he was thinking about something, and there was a rare trace of hesitation and fear on his face. Xiaohui jumped off his shoulder, jumped on the bed two or three times, and went to play by himself.

Gui Li closed his lips tightly and suddenly sighed. As if he had made up his mind, he turned around and walked out, and then walked to the ice stone room deep in the depths of the mountain.

I met many disciples of the Ghost King Sect along the way, but for the deputy patriarch who disappeared for a long time and suddenly appeared, they all bowed their heads and walked away. In their eyes, it seemed that the farther away from this man, the better. However, Gui Li obviously did not pay attention to the attitude of these people. He just walked forward silently. His room was not far from the ice stone room. Soon before he walked to the stone room, he saw the figure standing outside the stone room.

Youji.

Gui Li's heart suddenly flashed over such an idea: Why does it seem that every time she comes to see Baguio, Youji seems to be standing outside this stone room? It seems that she is really affectionate to Baguio...

While he was thinking so, Youji seemed to hear the sound of footsteps. Looking up, it seemed that she didn't expect that the ghost suddenly appeared, and her body shook gently.

Gui Li nodded to her silently, said hello, and then walked past her side and walked to the door of the ice stone room.

Under the black veil, Youji was silent.

Just as Gui Li was about to reach out and push open the stone door, he suddenly stopped, turned to look at You Ji, and said, "You..."

He seldom talked to Youji. At this moment, he suddenly didn't know how to call Youji.

Youji said lightly, "What does Biyao call me, and you also call me!"

Gui Li was silent and seemed to touch something else. The two of them were a little silent for a moment, but finally Gui Li opened his mouth and said, "Aunt You, the last time I left, I asked the Qinglong Holy Envoy to send the ashes of the great wizard back to southern Xinjiang..."

Youji black gauze nodded twice and whispered, "Don't worry, the eldest brother has sent it, but somehow he hasn't come back yet." With that, although she couldn't see Youji's expression, there was still a trace of rare anxiety in her words. "There have been beast demons raging in southern Xinjiang recently. Although he is profound, I don't know why he hasn't come back."

Gui Li frowned, was silent for a moment, and said, "Don't worry! The Qinglong Sage is strong, and those beast demons can't help him. He paused and said, "Then I'll go in."

You Ji nodded silently and didn't say anything more.

"Boom".

The heavy stone door made a low sound, opened and closed behind him, and the ghost was once again in the ice stone room, silently looking at the calm and beautiful figure.

The silky white air gently floated from the ice, wisp by wisp in the air, swam slowly, making people feel a trace of unreal. On the smooth ground, you can also faintly see the remnants of the thrilling "soul attraction" witchcraft at the beginning. The dim red color seems to be quietly integrated into the stone at this moment.

For some reason, Gui Li's lips began to tremble gently. Slowly, he walked over step by step, stepped on the traces of red, passed through the faint white smoke, and Baguio's serene face appeared in front of him.

It seems that she has never changed. Looking at it this way, she is still the beautiful girl she first met ten years ago...

Gui Li's body trembled even more fiercely. In front of Baguio's stone platform, he bent down little by little. In the stone room, there was a faint choking voice that he was desperately depressed but could not suppress after all.

Suddenly, the ghost's body swayed, and with a backhand slap, he actually slapped himself heavily. The loud sound after the palm and face hit suddenly echoed in the stone room. The man's pain and regret seemed that only in this way could he vent a little.

"I'm sorry, Baguio, I'm sorry..." The low voice suppressed his voice desperately, said so low, repeating.

I don't know how long it took, the restored tranquility in the stone room was broken again, and the stone door was opened. A silver-haired ghost king slowly came in and stood behind the ghost. Gui Li's body beside Baguio moved for a moment, slowly stood up, and then turned back to look.

The two men's eyes met, but they were all stunned. What the ghost saw was the ghost king's gray hair, and what the ghost king saw was the five fingerprints that slowly appeared on the ghost's face.

"You're back." The voice of the ghost king sounds a little strange, and there is a faint relief in the plain, but there is another indescribable strange feeling.

Gui Li nodded silently. The ghost king has obviously been used to the ghost's character for a long time, and he didn't care. He said, "Come with me!" There is an old acquaintance. I think you should meet him, and there will be a big thing in our ghost king soon.

Gui Li was slightly surprised. Obviously, he didn't know who the so-called old acquaintance was, but looking at him, he didn't want to know his current state of mind. At that moment, he turned his head and looked at Baguio again, as if he wanted to keep this pale face deep in his eyes, and he would never change again. Then he turned around and walked out.

The ghost king's eyes also gently turned on his daughter. There was a kind look in his eyes, and then he retreated. When he turned around, no one could see the weakness.

You Ji was still standing outside the door. Gui Li stood in front of her and waited. The ghost king took two steps and suddenly turned his head to You Ji and said, "Come, too!"

Youji nodded slightly and followed.

Three people left the ice stone room, walked through the winding corridor, and came to a secluded house in the depths of the mountain. The ghost king pushed the door first and went in. Gui Li followed him into the stone room. At this moment, there were already two people in the stone room. One of them was masked with black veil, which was the His face turned out to be a Taoist priest.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the Song Taoist and Mr. Ghost also turned their heads.

When Gui Li and the eyes of the Cangsong Taoist meet, both of them were stunned. The ten years seemed to have suddenly stopped, and it seemed to be a ruthless joke that God made to people with sarcasm. The people in Qingyun Mountain in those years! Now we meet in this situation.

In the dark, who is manipulating everything?

The atmosphere in the room was a little silent for a moment, and no one spoke. Gui Li and the Song Taoist looked at each other with no expression, but the expression in their eyes was so complicated that no one could figure out the clue.

Finally, the ghost king walked over and smiled and said, "What, it's rare for everyone to meet. Sit down and talk!"

As soon as he opened his mouth, the atmosphere was better. Gui Li and Cangsong Taoist both looked away and sat down.

The ghost king first said to the ghost: "The Taoist priest Cangsong is now the worship of our ghost king sect. In the future, everyone will be the same person. If there is a chance, you should be closer to him."

Gui Li's eyes flashed and said, "Isn't the Taoist priest in Wandumen? How did he come to the Ghost King Sect?"

It seems that the Taoist of Cangsong had expected to be asked this question for a long time. His expression on his face did not change at all, and he did not say anything. Sure enough, the ghost king smiled and said, "Because the poison gate has changed a lot."

"What, a big change?" As soon as this was said, not only the ghosts, but also the two mysterious figures Youji and Mr. Ghost, who were covered by the black veil, could be seen that they were surprised. Now that the demon religion is divided into three parts of the world, the three factions are restrained by each other, and the ten thousand poisons have changed greatly, which is naturally

Youji was the first to ask, "What's the big change?"

The ghost king smiled and said, "The poisonous god is dead."

"What?" This news is even more shocking than what the Ghost King said just now. Ghost Li and others are well aware of the stakes, and naturally understand what the death of this person means.

The ghost king looked around at everyone and smiled, "You are not stupid. You should all know that we are facing an opportunity now."

Gui Li pondered for a moment, glanced at the Taoist priest Cangsong, and said, "Is this news brought by this... the Taoist priest?"

The ghost king nodded and said, "That's right, and I have also secretly verified it these days. It's true."

Gui Li took a deep breath and said, "What's the situation of Wandumen now?"

The ghost king took a look at Cang Song. Cang Song understood it and said, "Before the poison god died, he left the position of the door master to Qin Wuyan, but his other disciples did not accept it. Now the poison gate is in chaos. In order to compete for the position of the master, the masters in the door are divided into factions

The ghost king interface said, "The chaos is good, the more chaotic the better. This is a good time for us to unify the Holy Religion." He paused for a moment and suddenly smiled at Gui Li and said, "It's up to say that you hit Qin Wuyan hard in the dead, which led to this chaos. You have contributed a lot."

Gui Li's heart moved and looked up at the ghost king. He saw that the ghost king's eyes were as usual, and his eyes were shining, but he couldn't see anything unusual, so he had to be silent.

The ghost king did not say much on this topic, saying, "I let you come here to discuss today, mainly because the Taoist priest Cangsong has a plan that can help our Ghost King Sect to wipe out all poisons in one fell swoop..."

Everyone was shocked. The poison gate has always been known as the first among the three major factions of the demon sects. Although the poison god in the heart is dead at this time, the insect of the hundred feet is dead and not dead. Even if it is all the strength of the ghost king, it is still difficult to bring down the poison gate in one fell It's just a party watching coldly.

Gui Li knew that the ghost king had always been cautious. He would never see this truth that even he could easily understand. For a moment, he was a little curious about the so-called wonderful plan of the Cangsong Taoist and said, "Oh, there is such a wonderful plan. I have to ask for advice."

The Taoist of Cangsong was not humble. He nod to the ghost king, looked around the crowd and said, "Do you know what the world is most afraid of at present?"

As soon as he asked, Gui Li and others were stunned. You Ji said, "Naturally, it's the beast demons that eat people in southern Xinjiang. Why do you mention these monsters?"

After the initial surprise, Mr. Ghost, who was sitting next to the Ghost King, suddenly nodded slightly under the black veil and whispered, as if he thought of something.

The Cangsong Taoist said to You Ji, "This strategy is to fall on these beast demons. Otherwise, with the strength of the poison gate, whoever wants to swallow it will be greatly damaged."

Most of the people here have understood at this moment. Gui Li nodded and said, "Yes, it would be best to make Wandumen and beast demons fight with each other, but how can it work?"

Cangsong Taoist smiled and said, "In fact, it's very simple to say. Don't those beast demons kill people when they see people, and there are many beast demons with sensitive noses and delicious human flesh. We just need to..."

His voice gradually lowered, and the well-planned scheme was revealed in front of everyone little by little, and the time slipped over quietly in the discussion.

When this secret meeting was over, everyone didn't know how long it had been. The Ghost King and Mr. Ghost left first. After Youji looked at the ghost, she also left quietly. Soon, there were only two people left in the room, Gui Li and Cang Song Taoist, and they did not mean to get up and leave immediately.

He withdrew his eyes from elsewhere, wandered slowly in the quiet stone room, and finally fell back to the face of the man in front of him, only to find that he was also looking at him.

In the stone room, quietly, suddenly, it seems that the sound of breathing and heartbeat can be heard.

Gui Li suddenly said, "Do you have anything to say to me?"

The Cangsong Taoist stared at him. After a long time, he said slowly, "Yes, but I don't know what to say now."

Gui Li was silent. After a while, he said lightly, "Have you ever been to Qingyun in the past ten years?"

The Taoist's face was indifferent, but his eyes suddenly became complicated. He sighed and said, "I've been there, but I'm just looking at it from a distance. What about you?"

Gui Li slowly stood up, moved the corners of his mouth, and said, "I've been there, too. The landscape there has not changed from ten years ago. Only people have changed."

The Taoist of Cangsong smiled faintly, but there was an indescrisable bitter meaning in his smile. He whispered, "Yes! Only people will change..."

Gui Li turned around and walked out. At the moment he went out, he heard the Cangsong Taoist who was still sitting in the seat behind him, and whispered faintly, "Qingyun...Qingyun...Hey, Qingyun..."

The next moment, he left the stone room and never looked back.

On the bridge above the blood pool, in the strong bloody breath, the ghost king and Mr. Ghost walked back here and looked side by side in the blood water. The yellow bird and the Kui cow still had no spirit to lie in the blood water, and the Fulong tripod in mid-air was slowly turning, emitting red light from time to time.

The ghost king said lightly, "These two spirit beasts are almost done?"

Mr. Ghost nodded next to him and said, "Yes, the spirit of the yellow bird and the cow has been suppressed by the Fulong Ding. At this moment, it has been completely subdued. It seems that the inscription on the Fulong Dingding about the 'Four Spirit Blood Array' is indeed true."

The ghost king nodded and said, "Fulong Ding is an ancient foreign object, and its spiritual power is not small. Even these two such spirits have been subdued by it. As long as we subdued the other two spirit beasts, it will be a big deal."

Mr. Ghost hesitated for a moment and said, "Suzerain, do you think this person can be credible about the plan of the Song Taoist just now?"

The strange light flashed in the eyes of the ghost king, smiled and said, "The pine is not the pine of ten years ago. Although the world is big now, only my holy religion can protect him, and his strategy is just to kill more ordinary disciples. It doesn't matter."

Mr. Ghost's black veil moved gently and suddenly said, "In that case, I have another idea. Maybe the suzerain can solve it together with the conacia faction in addition to dealing with the poison gate."

The ghost king shook his face with joy and said, "What? If there is such a thing, please ask me.

Mr. Ghost leaned slightly and said, "I dare not. I mean, since the suzerain doesn't care about the death of more ordinary disciples, he simply does things to the end. After leading the beast demon to fight with the poison gate, the suzerain sent a letter to Mrs. Sanmiao of the Hehuan School in the name of the Ghost King Sect, saying that she is also a disciple of the Holy Religion. In fact, he can't die, and the beast demon is rampant. If there is no right or wrong, they will

The ghost king frowned and said, "It's so nice, but Mrs. Sanmiao is also a crafty figure. I'm afraid she won't believe it."

Mr. Ghost said indifferently, "If she just says it and doesn't do it, she naturally doesn't believe it."

The ghost king shook and said, "Sir means..."

Mr. Ghost said, "If more than half of the disciples of the Ghost King Sect are killed in the battle, and the corpses are everywhere, won't she believe it?"

The ghost king was stunned and couldn't speak for a long time. He frowned for a long time and said, "Do you mean to abandon more than half of the disciples of the Ghost King Sect?"

Mr. Ghost's black veil covered his face and couldn't see his expression clearly. He only listened to his flat voice. It seemed that there were no emotional fluctuations at all when talking about these many lives. He said, "Suzerain, if you want to achieve great things, why do you care about the lives of these people!"

The ghost king couldn't help struggling. The desire for power and the trace of war in his heart could not bear to fight repeatedly, and the smell of blood in the air seemed to be heavier.

Mr. Ghost stood aside silently and waited patiently. After a long time, the ghost king's eyes gradually brighten, and his face seemed to be faintly flushed, as if the smell of blood in the air had penetrated. He took a deep breath, suddenly roared, and said cately, "What you said is very true, but how do you know that Mrs. Sanmiao is not falling into the well, and she wants to eat us in turn?"

Mr. Ghost sneered and said, "Mrs. Sanmiao is naturally a figure who fell into the well. Among the three major factions of the Demon Sect, which one is the one who really inserts a knife in the ribs of the holy Taoist friends?"

The ghost king was stunned, and then his eyes lit up and blurted out: "Ah! You mean... a wonderful plan, a wonderful plan!" In addition to admiration, the ghost king couldn't help clapping and shouting, "Sir is indeed an unborn genius, and he has such a wonderful plan."

Mr. Ghost said coldly, "We take this half of the disciples of the Ghost King Sect as bait. We might as well take the suzerain to personally lead you to fight fiercely with the beast demon. When the death and injury are exhausted, the Hehuan faction expects that we and the poison gate and the beast demon are already defeated, so The suzerain's magical ability can naturally find an opportunity to escape quickly in advance, and the rest will be left to the beast demon. Judging from the invincible situation of those beasts and demons these days, I'm afraid it's difficult for the Hehuan faction to be completely destroyed.

The ghost king nodded repeatedly, and it was difficult to suppress the joy in his heart, but at this moment of excitement, he could still keep a calmness. Suddenly, he turned around and said, "But sir, in this way, my ghost king sect can naturally unify the holy religion, but the holy religion has been greatly damaged. If the beast demon is again..." Mr. Ghost shook his head and said, "Has the suzerain forgotten that our holy religion is in the wilderness of the northwest, and there is still a temple? As long as we unify the holy religion, and then take all the backbones of the ghost king sect left to the barbaric wilderness, and integrate the holy power there. Although the beast demon is rampant, it will still rage in Middle and earth for a while, and you can't catch up with the wilderness. And after that, isn't it time for those decent people here in Middle-earth to come in handy?

The ghost king was finally completely relieved. He took a deep breath and sighed, "Sir, you are really a good teacher and friend from God!"

Mr. Ghost smiled and said, "After that, those so-called righteous ways and beast demons fight each other, no matter who wins or loses, they must have suffered. Although the beast demons are rampant, I watch the world's righteous road gathered in Qingyun. Ten years ago, the power of Qingyun's 'Zhuxian Sword Array'

The ghost king nodded and said, "Not bad, it's so tight!"

Mr. Ghost laughed and said, "So it's not so easy for the beast demon to win easily. We are recuperating in the wilderness. Once the four spirit blood array is successfully cultivated, we will look at the world. Who can block the power of my holy religion?

The ghost king was stunned and said, "Why, Mr. Mo Fei also has news about the other two spirit beasts?"

Mr. Ghost said, "Yes, after Fulong Ding completely subdued the mythical beast 'Yellow Bird' and the spirit beast 'Kui Niu', the inscription of the tripod body has reappeared. The next one is the monster 'Candle Dragon', which guards the barbaric temple of our holy religion. After we go back to At that time, as long as you find a glhour, the world is not in the hands of the suzerain!"

The ghost king took a step forward and looked at the blood pool below. The thick bloody smell in the air surrounded him. In a trance, there was a feeling that the world was in hand.

He couldn't help laughing up to the sky. The laughter was loud, and the laughter was so rampant!