Chapter 255 You make me sick!

The pain in Liu Qingming's heart was worse than that of taking refuge in Xuanzong and then running all the way back to make a report, only to be locked up as a lunatic.

Who can be worse than 놛?

But no matter how much he calls or begs, he cannot change his fate of being imprisoned.

Jiang Ming's angry face softened as he listened to the cries from behind him getting smaller and smaller.

"Hmph! You damn duck has a tough mouth!"

Throw down your sleeves and robe.

Jiang Ming's eyes kept changing and he said coldly: "It seems that Xuanzong is indeed controlled by the Red Demon. Even the people I sent out had their memories despicably tampered with. It's such a cruel method."

놛꺳I don’t believe those ridiculous deeds told by Liu Qingming, they are simply even more outrageous than those told by the storytellers in the Central Region.

The only possibility is that the Red Demon is creating a crazy momentum for the so-called Senior Ye, so as to have a shocking effect on the situation in the Central Territory.

Unfortunately, this trick is too clumsy and only fools will be frightened.

It’s okay to lie to others, but don’t lie to yourself!

"Since you want to play, then I'll let your family have fun with you."

Jiang 꽭ming sneered and began to issue orders to 늌.

Wuji Dao Sect.

Zong Feng Qingyang received Xuan Sheng's will, and these stones hanging in his heart finally fell to the ground.

Now, I can finally fulfill my previous statement and officially launch a crusade against the Red Demon far away in the East Region!

Otherwise, the demon-slaying order that I issued with great fanfare some time ago would kill everyone's loneliness.

After all, there has been no action, and there are a lot of rumors in the world.

They all feel that 놛 is a sign of retreating from the battlefield and speaking out of excitement.

"Send the order to mobilize the sect's army!"

"Follow me to conquer the east and slay demons!"

The majestic and loud voice came out of the hall, resounding like thunder through the sky of Wuji Dao Sect.

Dang Dang Dang~!

The rapid ringing of the bell rang.

Not only Wuji Dao Sect, but one Dao sect after another is taking action at this time.

Swish, swish, all the immortals appeared one after another, exuding a terrifying aura.

boom!

The middle territory is like a pot exploding.

The monks' scalps were numb and they were shocked, and they were even more convinced of the fate of the Red Demon's disastrous defeat.

"My darling, the number of these immortals is at least 꺘0,000, right?"

"Hey, is this the foundation of the Eight Great Dao Sect?"

"Well, it seems that only the Cangming Dao Sect is not dispatched. It is said that they are holding a funeral for Elder Wei."

"Holy shit! How much is this? The funeral isn't over yet?!"

Seeing the sudden start of the demon-slaying war, all the great states in the central region were in a state of commotion, and all Yinkui rushed to break the news.

After all, the target of this crusade is Red Demon Red Chiba, who was the all-powerful man who founded the Fire Worship Demon Cult!

Cangming Taoist Sect.

During the funeral, Ye Wusheng knelt alone in front of the portrait, feeling unspeakable pain in her heart.

껣I thought that a fight would start soon, but I didn’t take the funeral seriously. However, for some reason, the Wuji Dao Sect took no action, so I could only pretend to be a grand event. The purpose of the funeral is to deceive people and confuse the world.

I thought that after a few days of delay, the Wuji Dao Sect would take action, but I didn't expect this delay. It was really seven, seven, forty-nine!

During this period, 놛 was afraid of being discovered by spies, so he had to pretend to be sad and stay at the funeral to express his condolences to Elder Wei.

Ye Wusheng knew very well that with Feng Qingyang's temperament, he would definitely send someone to keep an eye on 놛 secretly. If 놛 showed his flaws at this time, 늀 would make the other party suspicious and re-evaluate the threat of Red Demon Red Qianye.

When the time comes, wouldn’t it be that the resource land was wasted in vain and that we would be taken advantage of?

no.

Ye Wusheng told herself that she must endure it!

As the saying goes, a little impatience leads to great chaos.

Isn't it acting? Then I will perform the whole set!

늀Like this.

Ye Wusheng stayed at the funeral all the time. During the boring wait, he suffered a lot in his heart.

Looking at the huge portrait in front of him, in which Elder Wei was smiling, Ye Wusheng suddenly had the illusion that the other person was laughing at him, and he felt more and more aggrieved.

Ah, so angry!

But there is no way, if the Wuji Dao Sect doesn't take action, this funeral will have to continue.

늀At this time.

The excited voice of the elder came from behind, "Report to the Sect! The Seven Dao Sect has taken action! The army of immortals is heading towards the Eastern Region!"

Ye Wusheng raised his head suddenly, breathing heavily.

This, is this true?

놛Finally stopped pretending, knelt at the funeral like a clown, and led by example for the world to see!

After being hit by great happiness, Ye Wusheng felt that his mood suddenly reached its peak from depression, and it felt like the joy came after all the hardships, and the clouds were cleared and the sun appeared.

The next second, Ye Wusheng's shoulders were twitching, and he raised his head and laughed wildly, "Hahahaha! Hee hee hee hee!"

The elders behind him were dumbfounded. How could they be so happy and crazy?

Gradually, Ye Wusheng stopped his wild laughter, stood up, looked at the portrait of Elder Wei in front of him, and said with a cold face:

"These, you make me feel sick!"

After saying that, 늀 waved his sleeves, and the portrait turned into powder and disappeared into the air, and even 땢the entire funeral arrangement was reduced to nothing.

Ye Wusheng, who was resurrected with full blood, swept away the previous depression and frustration. At this moment, he was full of energy and eager to show off his talents.

Because Ye Wusheng knew very well that since this mighty immortal coalition embarked on the road of the Eastern Expedition, they would never be able to come back.

Taking advantage of this rare opportunity, we can not only take back the lost resource land of Cangming Dao Sect, but also plunder the territories of the other seven Dao Sects without scruples.

"Haha, you have always treated me as a soft persimmon, but this time I, Ye, can finally be completely tough!"

At this time.

Taichu Holy Land.

In a simple thatched house.

An old man wearing a wide white linen robe and a sad face sat cross-legged quietly, exuding a misty and boundless immortal breath.

Suddenly, the elder's respectful report came from the front, "Holy Lord, Wuji Dao Sect and others have begun to act."

Swish!

Taichu Holy Lord suddenly opened his eyes, with a terrifying scene of star disillusionment in his eyes, and his thin lips moved slightly, spitting out a word, "Go down."

"Yes!"

In the thatched house.

The Saint of the Beginning stood still like a stone sculpture, his eyes deep in thought.

In the immortal war, he was the strongest person who participated in the crusade against Hong Qianye with an immortal weapon!

In the eyes of the world, the Saint of the Beginning was a man who hated evil, but in fact, there was another hidden story behind it.

In addition to a group of fanatical believers, the old pervert, the Saint of the Beginning, coveted Hong Qianye's beauty!

He had a special hobby, which was to like beauty, and he would accept both men and women.

Especially men, which would make him even more excited!

At that time, the Saint of the Beginning even secretly revealed to Hong Qianye that as long as Hong Qianye was willing to give up his cultivation and serve him, he would be willing to give Hong Qianye a way out.

After all, Hong Qianye, as a giant of the magic path and the leader of the Fire Worshiping Demon Sect, is well-known in China. If such a person is trained, it will undoubtedly make you feel very happy.

In the eyes of the Holy Land of Taichu, he is quite sincere. He dares to take huge risks to protect this big devil, which is contrary to his noble status as the leader of the Holy Land of Taichu.

Unexpectedly, Hong Qianye not only refused directly, but also mocked him as a dead old pervert, which made the Holy Land of Taichu shocked and angry, breaking his defense on the spot.

Soon the immortal war broke out, and the Holy Land of Taichu personally went down, holding the immortal weapon and beating Hong Qianye to retreat step by step. It can be said that he was determined to kill him.

Unfortunately, things did not go as planned, and the red devil appeared again!

At this time.

The Holy Land of Taichu sighed.

He knew Hong Qianye's character, and if he came back, he would definitely not escape the blame.

As for Feng Qingyang's vigorous crusade, Taichu Sheng was not optimistic.

Many years ago, Hong Qianye cultivated to the ninth level of the True Immortal with his outstanding talent, and his fighting spirit was superb. If he had not participated in the crusade with an immortal weapon, the immortal war might have changed.

If the world changes drastically, who knows how far the great demon who called the wind and rain back then would have reached.

Taichu Sheng felt uneasy about this.

"Hey, I can only ask for help from that person."

The old sigh sounded helplessly.

In the thatched house, the old man in a linen robe who was sitting cross-legged on the futon disappeared in an instant.

When he appeared again, he had come to an underground palace built at the bottom of the Taichu Holy Land.

The palace was gloomy and filled with a pungent smell of blood.

As Taichu Saint walked deeper into the palace, his expression became more and more complicated. What caught his eye was a super-large blood pool, which was bubbling with bubbles. Countless shrunken corpses were floating on the surface, including men, women, young and old. The scene was horrible.

"Master Xue Tu, I have a favor to ask." Taichu Saint's old face showed a respectful expression, and he bowed and said.

As soon as the voice fell.

The blood pool was boiling.

A tall figure with flesh wings on his back slowly emerged from the blood.

The black hair like a waterfall was scattered on his shoulders and chest, his skin was sickly pale, his face was thin, his cheekbones were prominent, his pupils were a strange blood red, and he showed a cold indifference.

It is obvious that this man is not a human.

Boom!

With the appearance of 놛, the pressure in the palace was as heavy as a mountain, and the heart of Taichu Saint 덿 was almost suffocated.

Taichu Saint 덿 was secretly shocked. To what extent has this man's strength recovered?

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