Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 405 What a Misfortune!

In the sky, a path of silhouette Royal sword walks, about dozens of people.

The head-headed man was dressed in a Chinese suit, with a handsome appearance, with eyes like glazed glass, crystal clear and near-transparent, exuding a distinctive and independent atmosphere, which was striking.

This person is the Commander of Colored Glaze Palace, Pei Chunyu.

The Colored Glaze Palace went all the way, not fast or slow, and was about to reach the Poison Sect in South City.

At the same time, in the direction opposite the Colored Glaze Palace, there was also a team of cultivator imperial swords, wearing black robes, and it was Earth Fiend Cult cultivator.

These two big sect’s are not too far away, and they can even be seen across the air.

“Report -“

At this moment, a Colored Glaze Palace cultivator expression came in horror, galloping, hard to hide in his eyes, swallowed, and then said hard: “Senior Brother Pei, Poison Sect … no more.”

“Oh.”

Pei Chunyu complied, didn’t care too much.

After a short pause, Pei Chunyu frowned, gradually returning to Weier, his eyes fell on the person’s face, and he became more and more stern, and slowly asked: “What did you just say, say again?”

The other Colored Glaze Palace cultivator looked at this person with a look of amazement, thinking they heard it wrong.

The comer smiled bitterly and shook his head: “In the ancient battlefield, the Poison Sect is gone, and the Poison Sect cultivator has been almost killed by Su Zimo.”

The Colored Glaze Palace turned pale with fright.

“How can it be!”

At about the same time, Pei Chunyu and Xue Yang shook their hearts, furiously shouted.

The two looked at each other from the air. In front of Xue Yang, there was also an Earthly Fiend Cult cultivator standing there, apparently the news had just been returned.

2 people realize that they have lost self-control, quickly took a deep breath, and calmed their minds.

Pei Chunyu clenched his fists, squinted his eyes, and gritted his teeth and asked, “What about Poison Sect Du Kai? What about Poison Sect’s institutional trap? What about Poison Sect 7? What about Poison Sect’s more than 100 cultivators?”

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The Colored Glaze Palace cultivator hesitated, and still sighed, saying, “It’s gone.”

It’s gone.

Simple 3 words, but with a hint of helplessness, a little shock, a little fear, endless emotion.

Poison Sect, one of the 5 heretic paths!

Even the Colored Glaze Palace was unwilling to provoke them, and was killed by one person.

Everyone at the scene opened their mouths slightly, Yu Jian stood in the air, stunned, and always echoed these 3 words in his mind, which couldn’t come back for a long time.

The Colored Glaze Palace and the cultivator on the side of Earthly Fiend Cult 2 are all quiet.

In this vast in the sky, the atmosphere was somewhat depressing.

After half a ring, a Colored Glaze Palace cultivator couldn’t help it, and cautiously asked, “Senior Brother Pei, are we going to watch the fun?”

Originally, they followed Pei Chunyu and planned to see how miserable Su Zimo died.

But now, everyone has resigned from the news coming forward.

Pei Chunyu’s eyes flickered, expression gloomy and uncertain.

Thinking for a moment, killing intent greatly rises in the eyes of Pei Chunyu, Shen said: “Go! Because of this, I have to take a look!”

At the same time, on the other side, Earth Fiend Cult Demon Child Xue Yang made the same decision.

2 people thought of going to one place.

Poison Sect is, after all, one of the five heretic paths. There are more than 5 cultivators under the door, and several 100-pulse Foundation Establishment.

Even if Su Zimo had slaughtered Poison Sect, this battle must have been a difficult one.

Today’s Su Zimo, even if he is not seriously injured, I am afraid that he has fallen to the weakest point, and there may be poisonous riddenness, it is the best time to kill this person!

Colored Glaze Palace and Earthly Fiend Cult are among the immortal sect and demon sect, respectively. Since the Ancient Immortal is not standing, naturally they will not join forces on the bright side.

But at this time, Pei Chunyu and Xue Yang looked at each other, their eyes met, and their hearts were unclear.

“go!”

Pei Chunyu ordered to speed up with the Colored Glaze Palace cultivator, and moved towards Nancheng Poison Sect.

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North and South Long Street.

Tang Yu and Feng Manman, with many cultivators under their door, were running all the way and soon arrived near Poison Sect.

In front, there are layers of cultivator, densely packed, mostly looking out.

I don’t know what these cultivators saw, it’s hard to hide their eyes, see Tang Yu and the others rushing over, and quickly opened a channel.

Suddenly, a fat body squeezed away from the crowd, ran over, and asked cheerfully: “Senior Brother Ji, cold elder sister, you are also here!”

The caller was Little Fatty who had just joined Tomb Sect, and Shi Jian who had joined Puppet Sect was also standing by.

In more than ten days, the change of the two people was not too big.

Little Fatty seemed a bit fatter, and Shi Jian was still stupid.

Tomb Sect and Puppet Sect are both 5 large heretic paths, originally in South City.

Poison Sect had an accident, and the two of them naturally arrived immediately.

“How is it inside?”

Ji Chengtian expression grave, asked in a low voice.

“Tsk tsk tsk!”

Little Fatty pursed her lips and smiled frantically: “You’re late, you haven’t seen it, hehe! Miserable, that’s miserable!”

“Ah!”

Hearing this sentence, Tang Yu’s eyes darkened, and the whole person lost his soul, muttering to himself: “Are it still late? After all, it’s my fault, I should have guessed, I could have stopped you …”

Tang Yu cares and messes, not paying attention to Little Fatty’s expression and tone.

But Ji Chengtian and Leng Rou frowned.

Theoretically, if Su Zimo had an accident, Little Fatty should be more anxious and grief than anyone else. How could it be such a look of taking pleasure in other people’s misfortune?

Little Fatty was a little hesitant to see Tang Yu’s response.

Feng Manman on the side frowned lightly, held Tang Yu in his arms, and glanced at Little Fatty, scolded: “You fatty shut up for me!”

Little Fatty is even shy.

“Am I wrong?”

Little Fatty 100 was puzzled, turned his head and looked towards Shi Jian, and asked, “Stupid, what’s the matter?”

Shi Jian next to him was also very confused. He grabbed his head, looked at Ji Chengtian and the others, and asked seriously: “Ji brother, you come here for a fun, and bring so many people? I do n鈥檛 know I thought you To fight! “

Ji Chengtian could not help rolling his eyes and asked, “Zimo is all right?”

“It’s okay, it’s alive,” Little Fatty said.

“what?”

Tang Yu popped up from Feng Manman’s arms, blinked, and the tears in the corners of his eyes had not yet disappeared, and asked, “So, what you said just now is miserable, really miserable …”

“I mean Poison Sect is miserable.”

“…”

Everyone was speechless, all stunned on the spot, and had not understood it for a while.

At this moment, a blood-stained Poison Sect cultivator escaped in front of him. Expression was frightened by 10000 points, and he hurried toward this side.

call out!

The person did not escape far, and a cold light flashed behind him.

With a stun, a sharp arrow pierced through the back of the man’s heart and pierced through his chest.

The man’s eyes were dim, and he took a few more steps before he fell to the ground and died.

Everyone looked up subconsciously, and looked in the direction that the arrow came.

At the door of Poison Sect’s mansion, there is a person azure clothes cultivator stepping out, expression calm, eyes clear, not even a trace of blood on his body, just put the moon white bow in his storage bag, calmly Calm.

At the same time, the crowds of Colored Glaze Palace and Earthly Fiend Cult arrived and saw this scene.

(End of this chapter)