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Chapter 989 The old man is very bad (seventh)
"poison?"

With a gloomy face, Murong Ye looked at Chu Ziqing who was beside him, who was safe and sound.

Chu Ziqing's phantom poison magic skill has not been perfected, and he is only half a step up in the stellar energy state, but the death of others has no effect on him, which is very abnormal.

Could it be that Wuke has already poisoned here?
"There were no signs of poisoning, but the brain and eardrums were shattered."

Feeling confused, Chu Ziqing and Chu Baiqin father and son hurriedly inspected the nearby Wangchuan dead men, but they were even more puzzled.

The cause of death of these people was that the eardrums and brains were shattered by the sonic power, but there were no signs of poisoning in the whole body, at least they couldn't see it.

But since he wasn't poisoned, why didn't he use his kung fu to resist the helpless King Kong Fumohou just now?

With that level of sound wave skill, coupled with such a long distance, it can be resisted as long as it is exercised, so there is no need to court death like this, right?
"The Chudu family's phantom poison magical skill is indeed extraordinary, it can resist my heavenly devil's eight notes!"

Sitting cross-legged on the dragon head, Qiu Yuqin looked at Chu Ziqing and his son with great interest. Just now, she used the sound of the piano to gradually hypnotize the dead men of Wangchuan, interfering with their perception, so that they would not have the skills to resist the helpless King Kong Fu Roar.

Although the power of Vajra Fumohou is not too strong, it needs to be protected by exercise, otherwise it cannot be resisted by the brain alone.

"It's you!"

Looking up, Murong Ye gritted his teeth in hatred.

You must know that those Wangchuan dead soldiers are their confidantes, otherwise they would not have brought them here to carry out this mission.

But now he was destroyed by Wu Wu Zebald and that bitch, how could he not be resentful?
Murongxian also stared at Qiu Yuqin, if eyes could kill, Qiu Yuqin would have turned into lace-lined fishnet stockings long ago.

"I have to say thank you to His Majesty the Tomb King!
If you hadn't invited me back then, I wouldn't have met such a good brother and such a great opportunity, thank you here! "

With a tender smile, Qiu Yuqin's gratitude is sincere.

If it wasn't for Murong Xian's invitation, there would be no future events, and I wouldn't be able to meet that interesting elder brother, and there would be no Heavenly Devil Music that I am practicing now!

I specifically asked that elder brother before that the Heavenly Demon Eight Sounds could be used as the inheritance of their lineage, but the establishment of the Yin Demon Island had to be cancelled, and it was completely integrated into the Hua Kingdom.

That was not a big deal for her, and the eldest sister who was the current head of Yinmo Island at that time agreed.

"boom!"

At this moment, the door of Vajra's tomb in the rear was blocked, and two beautiful figures flew over.

"The two sisters have worked hard, drink a cup of tea to quench your thirst!"

Seeing the return of the two daughters, Qiu Yuqin pushed the tea that had been prepared a long time ago with mental power, and asked, "Are those cable bridges cut off?"

"It's all broken!"

Taking a sip from the teacup, Qian Yirong nodded.

They had followed after Murong Xian and others entered the Five Realms of Hellfire, and cut off those cable bridges one by one with the power of the divine sword.

In this way, it will not be easy for Murongxian and others to return, at least they will be trapped here for a period of time, and they will not want to leave before the battle in northern Xinjiang is basically over.

"You are luring me to come over!"

Murong Xian understood that he had been tricked, they deliberately lured him to come here, and blocked the escape route, it is not easy to go back.

"There's no need to seduce a madman like you!"

Mu Xueli said indifferently, they really didn't mean to seduce, they just calculated that Murong Xian would come over to do something, and then prepared in advance.

"Are you going to trap us here?"

Murong Ye also understood that his angry face was distorted for a moment, but he felt even more numb.

Now that the way forward is cut off, it is not easy to blast open the Vajra Iron tomb door at the bottom alone.

This place has become a nearly airtight space, even if they destroy the dragon pillar and release the eternal miasma poison, they will be poisoned to death in it.

He didn't want to try that kind of miasma poison that even the era of the Xianqin Empire couldn't solve, and he didn't even dare to bet on whether his ancient cold pupil skills could withstand it.

"Haha... You underestimate the old man's awareness too much. Do you really think that if this place is sealed off, the old man will not dare to destroy the dragon pillar and release the eternal miasma poison?"

Suddenly he burst out laughing, and the barbarian high priest sneered coldly, with a sense of determination in his voice.

When he came here before, he had the determination to die, otherwise he wouldn't have come here with that fatal sense of crisis.

Since this place has become a dead end, let's get a few backs, especially that Murong Xian.

Tomb King City is a major obstacle for their barbarians to take the Central Plains. As long as Murong Xian and his son are poisoned here, Tomb King City will have no leader, and it will be destroyed without attack.

And once they take down the Tomb King City, their barbarian army can detour into the hinterland of the Imperial City area and take it down in one fell swoop.

At that time, the Central Plains will be the world of their barbarians, and even if there are still resistance forces, it will be difficult to succeed!
This was the only way he could think of to break the situation.

"Old man, don't be ashamed. The dragon pillar is made of vajra iron. It is indestructible. Your body can't shake it. Don't be shy."

Pursing her lips and smiling coquettishly, Qiu Yuqin didn't think that the high priest of the barbarian tribe had the ability to destroy the dragon pillar made of vajra and different iron.

It's almost the same with the big brother of my own, so let's forget about the old bones.

"This old man doesn't believe that the Dragon Pillar was cast in one piece."

Still possessing self-confidence, the High Priest never believed that the dragon pillar was formed in one piece, not to mention how to cast it, it would not be easy to stand up such a big thing, and it is definitely not something that can be done by manpower.

Not to mention the need to set up organs inside, so the dragon pillar must be built, not cast in one piece.

As long as you find a gap in the connection, you can interrupt it.

"It seems to be the reason!"

Qiu Yuqin was taken aback, and nodded in agreement, but she didn't care that the high priest would interrupt the dragon pillar.

So what if it's interrupted?

The ancient miasma below has been almost dissolved by the elder brother, and he can't even spray it out.

I really look forward to seeing the expressions of these people interrupting the dragon pillar and seeing the situation of Miasma Eye, it will definitely be very interesting.

Thinking about Qiu Yuqin, she laughed, so looking forward to it!
Mu Xueli and the others were also not worried about this. The dragon pillar itself had long since lost its meaning, and it didn't matter if it was broken or not.

Even if the Dragon Pillar is destroyed, the miasma in the eyes will be filled with miasma poison, Murong Xian and others will find it difficult to go down, and they will also not be able to disturb Tian Hao who doesn't know what to do below.

So it doesn't matter!

It's just that Qiu Yuqin and the others are relieved, but the faces of Murong Xian and the others are a little distorted, and they even stare at the high priest with murderous eyes.

You old man has had enough, but we haven't!
Murongxian guessed the sinister intentions of the high priest right away, that was to die with them.

That old man is very bad!
His face was twisted and ferocious even when he was lying down. He didn't have the awareness of the high priest to sacrifice everything for the barbarians.

He also wants to follow the barbarian king to dominate and enjoy the glory and wealth!

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(Master Wuke: The poor monk used to use a butcher knife to send people to the Western Paradise to meet the Buddha to repent, but now it is not necessary, because the poor monk is a Buddha, please repent under the palm of the poor monk!)

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