"Master, the Qinglong Holy Envoy of the Ghost King Sect wants to see you!" Fan Xiong said after walking in.
The Poison God frowned, Qinglong Holy Envoy? The junior snorted, but still said: "Let him in!"
Soon, a middle-aged man dressed in white walked in. He was half-covered in a white fur coat, but he was not bloated at all. His body was slender and thin, and he even looked a little thin. But between his brows, there was a faint evil aura that could not be easily ignored.
"Junior Qinglong, I have met the senior Poison God!" The man raised his hands and said to the Poison God politely.
The Poison God glanced at Qinglong, pondered for a moment, and then said: "With good cultivation, the power of the Ghost King Sect should not be underestimated."
Qinglong smiled slightly, just listen to what he said. Who among their powerful clans doesn't know who? Qinglong didn't believe it. The Poison God didn't know the strength of the Four Holy Envoys of their Ghost King Sect.
"I don't know that the Holy Envoy of the Blue Dragon came here, but to see my joke?" the Poison God said very rudely. The current Poison God is not going to end his life in the future. The current Poison God can still live for several decades. .
Among the entire demon sect, he is now the poison god with the highest rank.
Like the Ghost King and Fairy Sanmiao, they are all juniors. He, the God of Poison, is also qualified to say so. The only one who can rival him is Yu Yangzi of Changsheng Hall, but Yu Yangzi is arrogant and arrogant. , the Poison God doesn’t take it too seriously.
After all, Yuyangzi has always regarded himself as the leader of the Holy Cult. Although he has high moral standards, he has no successors. Up to now, the disciples of Changsheng Hall are not as good as Fan Xiong and others from his Wandu Sect.
Qinglong smiled kindly and said: "As for Senior Poison God, Qinglong is here to help Senior Poison God on the orders of our sect leader. After all, although our holy sect fights internally, we are still In the same way, in the past, thousands of swords from the Qingyun Sect rampaged our Holy Religion headquarters with swords, and in the back, Xiao Yicai and others killed people in our Holy Religion. If the Qingyun Sect does not pay a price, wouldn't it mean that our Holy Religion has no one?"
The Poison God snorted coldly, but remained silent. Now he really has no one available. It would be good to have free labor. Of course, Qinglong probably won't try his best, but it doesn't matter. Let's stay around and take a look first. Bar!
"Since the Ghost King Sect is kind, I will accept it!" Poison God finally said.
Qinglong cupped his hands, and then said: "Senior, I don't know if I can tell you more about this Huang Defa. I really haven't heard of it before!"
The Poison God didn't hide anything, but he didn't know the specifics. After all, although he was about to catch up with Huang Defa that day, it was because he had fought a battle, so it was normal not to be able to tell the difference, so he had no idea about Huang Defa's true cultivation. , he is not very clear.
For other news, such as Li Yi, the Poison God did not hide it. Hearing that the young man was not the Nagato Xiao Yicai, but the little-known Dazhufeng Li Yi, he was slightly surprised. Are there so many young talents in the Qingyun Sect? ?
Afterwards, the Poison God said his plan. After all, Qingyun Sect blocked their mountain gate. In this case, they should hurt each other. They can also guard Qingyun Sect. As long as they are not the leaders of the elders, Qingyun Sect's disciples are still confident. To deal with.
After hearing the Poison God's plan, Qinglong was speechless. You, the Poison God, actually want to kill ordinary disciples of Qingyun Sect? What is the use?
As if he had seen through Qinglong's thoughts, the Poison God rolled his eyes and said, "Does the Holy Envoy of Qinglong have any clever tricks?"
Qinglong was speechless for a moment. Yes, it seemed that he couldn't do anything about it. After all, this was the territory of Qingyun Sect. As soon as someone said hello, a group of masters would rush out. If they were far away, they wouldn't be able to attract those masters at all. No wonder the Poison God is here. The edge is scratched.
"Senior, junior has an idea, it might be feasible!" Qinglong pondered for a moment and suddenly said.
The Poison God's eyes lit up and he said: "Qinglong Holy Envoy, please speak!"
"Like this, some time ago, the Black-hearted Old Man's Blood Refining Hall appeared. We can use them as bait, saying that they have found the Black-hearted Old Man's secret treasure. They can even reorganize the Holy Religion and show the past of our Holy Religion. "Fengcai, if this is the case, Qingyun Sect will definitely send experts to check, so we may have a chance!" Qinglong said.
To be honest, he also heard about the Blood Refining Hall some time ago. He didn't take it seriously at first, but now he has an idea and maybe he can use the waste.
The Poison God's eyes were also shining, what a great idea, he suddenly laughed and said: "Brother Qinglong, what a great idea, I will do it right now!"
The Poison God has changed his name, which can be regarded as recognizing Qinglong.
Qinglong smiled slightly, and he also had an idea. After all, they have been looking for the black-hearted old man's secret treasure for eight hundred years, but they have never been able to find the bleeding hole. Now that the water is muddy, there may be unexpected gains.
Soon, the news spread to the whole world, and Li Yi also heard it, and was immediately dumbfounded. Damn it, this was a butterfly effect, and it changed the plot in the future.
But soon, Li Yi shook his head. The change was a change. It had actually changed since he joined Dazhu Peak, and there was nothing wrong with it.
Now that there is excitement, Li Yi naturally wants to join in the fun.
Just halfway through, Li Yi stopped and stood in the clouds to think about it. The Blood Refining Hall was exposed, and there would definitely be a righteous path forward, and the Demon Sect and the others would definitely not be able to surrender without mercy. It might be a serious battle. The battle between demons is over, but before that, can I go and do something?
Moreover, this old guy, the Poison God, no longer stays in his hometown, but instead blocks the mountain gate of his sect. Will the Wan Du Sect's lair feel empty? Can I set a fire for him?
Just as he thought, Li Yi immediately headed towards the Poisonous Snake Valley in the southwest. Anyway, it only took a few days. It would be a good thing if he really found the Poison God's lair.
At this moment, the Poison God and the Qinglong of the Ghost King Sect were already near Kongsang Mountain. Looking at this place, the Poison God sighed: "The Blood Refining Hall that was so famous back then is like this now. In the end, this world is still a group of hypocritical people from the righteous path. Make the decision!”
Qinglong didn't say anything. Facts speak louder than words. People with the right path naturally have an advantage. Some disciples with good qualifications will not go to the demon sect, but to the right path. This will lead to the decline of their demon sect's talents, and The righteous path is developing steadily. Otherwise, why would he, Qingyun, have occupied the position of the leader of the righteous path for thousands of years?
This is a healthy development that they cannot envy. Of course, this is why they want to make a name for themselves. Only in this way can they attract more talents. Otherwise, who would know you?
