The smoke disappeared, the clear sky and the moon shone again on this world.

Under the full moon, five or six figures of human beings fell from the sky, like a mountain. Standing on the side of the Blood-Winged Wolf King, were the elders of the Wuji Sect who came after hearing the news, and the eighth-level strange insect Huan Frost Butterfly.

"Wolf King, who is the one who just fought with you?"

Shi Zhenfeng's rough voice came over. His relationship with the Blood-Winged Wolf King was built on a mere exchange between the two of his fists and flesh. There is no need to be polite about this kind of friendship under baptism.

"this……"

The Blood-winged Wolf King couldn't help but reach out and scratched the wolf's head, making it possible to fight and kill him, but only people are the same, especially those beautiful women, who look like the same face no matter how they look.

"Mid-aged man, like a scholar!"

After a while, he racked his brains to think and gave such an answer.

This means no answer. It is the most unreliable to judge the age of a cultivator. As for the scholars, there is no one million in Langdu City, and there are fewer than eight hundred thousand.

At this time, Tang Jingxiang walked forward quietly, reached out to pat Qingluan's body, and the latter woke up slowly and looked around in a daze.

"Qingluan, disciple of Shadow Church, pay homage to all the elders!"

When Qingluan saw the scene in front of him, she immediately stepped forward and knelt down and bowed. Seeing that all the elders were there, he immediately calmed down. It seemed that they had received news and rushed to rescue him.

"Qingluan, who is holding you hostage?"

Jin Linfeng asked a question in a hurry. At this time, the head of the sect was not in Langdu City, and such a thing actually happened, which forced him to be a little nervous.

"This person seems to be... Feng Yue Gong!"

Qingluan is worthy of being an intelligence worker. He sorted out the chaotic thoughts in his mind and quickly inferred the identity of the middle-aged scholar. He used to be a deacon in Qinzhou, Yinfenglou. Although he had never met Mr. Fengyue, he was not unfamiliar with this person, especially the love-wrapped art, and there was no other family.

"It turns out that it's this guy who wants to cut under the sword for a long time, but it's a pity that he lets escape!"

Ye Hanting was so angry that he stomped his feet. The person he hated the most in his life was the prodigal son who played with women. Feng Yue Gong was one of the best and had long been on his list of sure kills.

"Don't worry, he can't escape, the head has already made arrangements."

Tang Jingxiang walked forward as if she was leisurely. She looked up at the Huan Frost Butterfly beside her. The latter obviously understood the meaning. When her two wings as thin as wings waved, they flew gracefully into the sky.

"There is pollen left by the Phantom Frost Butterfly on Qingluan's body. The Fengyue Gong is a little contaminated. Even if he escapes to the ends of the earth, he can be tracked by the Phantom Frost Butterfly."

Just as Tang Jingxiang explained, the Phantom Frost Butterfly flew out a curve, making a silver bell-like chuckle, and then chased towards the west, obviously finding a faint fragrance of pollen.

"Walk!"

Sun Shixiong just gave an order, and the elders immediately followed. Obviously, this had been arranged long ago. The five elders had already set up the net, waiting for Feng Yuegong to fall into the trap.

"It seems that Lao Lang is so useless."

The Blood-Winged Wolf King shook his head helplessly. At this time, he realized that even if he didn't teleport over, the Shadow Clan disciple would have no worries. On the contrary, he intervened in advance, which made the matter even more complicated.

"So boring, let's say goodbye!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Blood-Winged Wolf King took out the teleportation token, and his whole body turned into white light and disappeared. It was obvious that he returned to the Palace of Eternal Life to continue guarding. This was his recent responsibility.

In the wilderness, only the green phoenix stayed here, but at some point, a little white bird flew across the night sky and landed on his shoulders, making a chirping sound.

"You are right. In hunting games, the identities of hunters and prey are always changing rapidly. Fengyue Gong is at best just a hunting dog."

Qingluan murmured to himself, as if he was talking to himself, as if he was talking to him.

"However, this is a poor hunting dog. It thought it had found our smell in Langdu City, but what it didn't know was that it was the target."

This is the night with the bright moon in the sky. Any ghosts and monsters hidden in the dark will be shining with no trace of the silver moon shining.

However, in the Five Sacred Mountains tens of thousands of miles away, dark clouds pressed on the top of the peak like a covered roof, forming a darkness that never shone through, which was impossible to see through any light.

But tonight, the clouds and mist on the top of the peak were a bit abnormal, rolling violently, like a boiling splash!

On the altar, five poisonous insects wandered around the plate, as if they were premonitions of something terrible, and they were extremely panicked.

"Oh, what's wrong? It's so scary!"

In the spider god statue, a child-like crying sound came, like a frightened child.

"There are strange phenomena in the sky and the earth moves abnormally. Could it be that something big will happen?"

In the centipede statue, the hoarse voice of the red centipede god came from, as if it was a heavy feeling of wind and storm.

"Does it mean..."

In the toad statue, the sound of the golden toad god being wanted to speak but stopped was heard, and he seemed to be remembering something terrible.

"Five Poisons Spirits, can you say that Master has finally refined that treasure?"

The sound of the Yellow Scorpion God's thunder thunder made the stone statue start to fall from dust, but in his voice, he could not hear any excitement.

"No……"

The Green Snake God Messenger just spit out a word, which seemed to be light and could not be heard. However, it fell into everyone's hearts, but it became as heavy as a mountain.

Suddenly, the ground began to tremble, and even the altar shook violently. It quickly appeared like cracks on it, and the cracks continued to spread. It was obvious that the terrible existence was suppressing it. It was about to move at this moment, and it was even about to break the seal of the altar.

"Why!"

The Green Snake God Sighed lightly, as if he had expected the result in front of her. In the poisonous scorpion statue next to her, the Yellow Scorpion God Sword Sword Sword Sword Sword Sword Sword Sword Sword Screamed in a burst of voice and exclaimed: "Impossible, with the talent of the master, how could it fail to refine it?"

However, the voice of the Golden Toad God Envoy was filled with excitement and whispered: "The Five Poisons Spirits, the souls of the ancient Five Poison Emperors, are difficult for anyone to refine one of them. It is really a fantasy to refine and absorb them all, and failure is inevitable."

"Yes, but failure is not scary, what's scary is..."

Suddenly, a cold voice from the Red Centenary God Messenger came out, and he stopped when he said this, but everyone understood what he meant and fell silent in a moment.

The Five Poisons Divine Spirit is a terrifying spiritual object that contains the souls of the five ancient poison emperors. Although it is a rare treasure in the world, any cultivator with extraordinary supernatural powers can only die if he gets this thing, and no one can withstand its poison.

The leader of the Five Poison Sect, the Ten Thousand Poison King of the Ten Thousand Poisons Realm, obviously cannot refine this object.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

"Master! You're dead so miserable! Don't leave us alone?"

The Mo Spider God Messenger cried sadly, like a child who had lost his father, and it sounded so sad and helpless.

"Everyone, if Master cannot suppress it, it will be our opportunity!"

At this time, the Yellow Scorpion God Envoy no longer concealed it and laughed loudly: "Of course, the spirit of the ancient Scorpion Emperor belongs to me, so don't rob it."

"That's of course, we take one of the five poisons and spirits."

The Green Snake God's tone was cold, but anyone could hear it, and she couldn't help but feel excited in her tone.

However, who can not be excited about the presence of the five poisons and spirits, as long as one of them can be refined, it will be a great opportunity, and there will be no problem in advancing to the late stage of the Nascent Soul.

"Boom!"

At this time, the altar under their feet was like the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, bursting open suddenly, revealing the cave with a radius of hundreds of feet.

"No, I'm not willing to give up when I die here!"

An old man with disheveled hair staggered out, sat down on the ground in despair, and roared unwillingly to the sky.

"As long as I can refine the five poisons, I can borrow from the sky for another five hundred years. However, the sky will not fulfill its wish, and the sky will not fulfill its wish!"

No matter how unwilling he was, fate had already come to his body, and his whole body swelled up like a balloon. Five ancient beasts seemed to be bound inside, rushing around and biting each other, causing the old man's skin to crack inch, and black blood gushed out like a scent, and his whole body seemed to be stained with ink.

However, the five statues on the left and right of the altar were always watching coldly, with cold eyes all over the eyes.

"Five disciples, this is your chance!"

The old man let out a shrill scream, and his whole body exploded. Five black shadows broke out of his body, like five ancient ferocious insects, fled in the air in five directions, and disappeared into the sky in an instant.

"Everyone, the opportunity must not be missed."

Five statues of gods shattered, and five figures broke out through the air and chased towards the black shadows that disappeared in the sky.

In the vast dark night, five black clouds appeared out of thin air in the sky, like insects with ferocious postures, disappearing out of sight in an instant.

At the same time, on the south side of Tiandu Mountain, on the border of the Bianhuang Spirit Realm.

"boom!"

The colorful Linglong Hall landed on the ground with a loud bang. Mo Wentian walked out of the hall with his hands behind his back, looked up at the sky under the night sky, but his expression became a little confused.

The moon is bright and the stars are densely packed, and the vast night sky seems to be lit up by the stars.

Suddenly, a bright and dazzling meteor passed through the vast night and fell at the end of the distant sky.

"The Wan Zi Spirit Realm, on the land of Chuhe, is there a peerless strong man who has fallen?"

Suddenly, Mo Wentianfu was so beautiful that he came up with such a calculation, which was the embodiment of his insight into the ultimate cultivation of the opportunity.

By observing the celestial phenomena at night, you can calculate the development of things. This is an extremely profound insight.

The land of Chu River is the sphere of influence of the Great Chu State. Although there are many masters in the Nascent Soul stage, there are only four who are afraid of Mo Wentian.

King Chu Shanhe, the magic weapon king of the Tang Sect, the old lady Tang, Xiang Wudi, the overlord of the Western Chu in Shence Mansion, and the Ten Thousand Poison King Miao Dunong of the Five Poison Sect.

There are only these four, all of whom are called kings and can be called peerless strong men.

However, I don’t know who will fall?
Chapter completed!