Slaughter the sky against the dragon

Chapter 17, Eliminating Evil

After going a few miles further, I walked into a mountain depression.

From a distance, I can vaguely see a Taoist temple in the deepest part, which is looming and hidden among the lush ancient trees, which is extremely secretive.

Along the way, Su Ming explained the situation of the Dragon Burial Temple to Long Buqi, "In addition to the alchemist master, there are three deputy temple masters in the Dragon Burial Temple. We hand in the elixir to the deputy temple master, and then , the deputy temple master handed it over to the temple master, the temple master is in the innermost part of the Taoist temple every day and night, there are often very scary voices coming out, and he never shows up."

The three of them discussed for a while, and decided to let Su Ming hand in the spirit grass as usual, and Longbuqi would secretly attack and kill them.

In order to prevent several viewers of the Dragon Burying Temple from jumping over the wall in a hurry and releasing poison to kill innocent herb collectors, they decided to attack and kill them.

Below the Taoist temple, there are three small courtyards.

Su Ming pointed to one of them, "That's the residence of the sub-monitor. The other two are the residences of the other two sub-monitors. Each of them has more than 100 herb pickers like us."

Long Buqi followed the two towards the courtyard.

Walking into the small courtyard, I found that the yard was already full of herbal pickers, carrying medicine baskets, covered with mud, tired and numb, with bloodshot eyes, ragged clothes and scars.

Obviously, it took a lot of effort to collect enough spiritual herbs within ten days.

There were more than 100 people, but there was no sound.

A middle-aged Taoist in Taoist robes sat on the big seat and took a sip of tea. The only sound in the small courtyard was the sound of him drinking tea.

There was a tray on the table next to it, and there were grains of white pills on the tray. Next to it, there were three black centipedes crawling around, which were terrifying.

The herb pickers stepped forward one by one, handed in enough spiritual herbs, and they could receive a white pill.

"Assistant Guanzhu, I'm still short of three plants."

A young herb picker's face turned pale, and he moved forward tremblingly to hand over the spiritual herbs.

Bang!
The middle-aged Taoist smashed the teacup on his face suddenly, and the hot tea flowed down his face, his face was flushed with heat, and his face was distorted in pain, but he didn't dare to move at all, trembling all over.

The middle-aged Taoist stared at him and grinned grinningly, "You didn't collect enough spiritual herbs, what are you doing here?"

The young herb picker was full of fear, and his voice was a little trembling, "There are only three plants left, please forgive me this time, and give me an antidote."

The middle-aged Taoist snorted coldly, pointed to the tray, "Take it yourself, don't say I didn't give you a chance."

"But."

The young man looked at the three black centipedes around the tray with a pale face, hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth suddenly, stretched out a trembling hand, and quickly grabbed the white pill in the tray.

Ah!
Suddenly screaming, the black centipede bit the back of his hand suddenly.

The whole arm turned black and spread to the whole body.

He fell to the ground, with black smoke coming out of his body, foaming at the mouth, his hands and feet twitched a few times, and he remained motionless.

Hahaha!
The middle-aged Taoist laughed.

"Idiot, if I ask you to take it, you really dare to take it!"

He glanced sharply at more than 100 herb collectors.

"See clearly? If you can't collect enough spirit grass, that's the end, let alone three plants, even one plant will not work!"

More than 100 herb collectors were all pale. This situation has been seen many times. How many people failed to gather spiritual herbs and took the risk to get the antidote. No one has ever succeeded, and they were all bitten to death.

"I hand in the spirit grass."

Su Ming stepped forward with the medicine basket on his back.

The middle-aged Taoist glanced at him and nodded slightly, "Su Ming, you're back, good."

When Su Ming took out the medicine basket with only a few spiritual herbs, the middle-aged Taoist's expression darkened, "Only this?"

Su Ming said, "I only collected this point this time, please give me another chance."

The middle-aged Taoist stared at him, and suddenly smiled, "Where's your sister? I've expressed my feelings over and over again, but your sister is too stubborn, and she would rather die than follow me. As long as your sister agrees to marry me, you In the future, you don’t have to work so hard to collect spirit grass, and do things by my side, what do you think?”

A flash of anger flashed in Su Ming's eyes, and then he said with a smile, "Maybe the vice-monitor has married too many wives. My sister has a bit of a grudge in her heart. I will definitely persuade her."

"Ha ha!"

The middle-aged Taoist smiled with satisfaction, took a white pill and threw it to Su Ming, "Okay, as long as you can persuade your sister to follow me, you will benefit from it in the future. Follow me to eat hot food and drink spicy food. In the Dragon Burial Temple Be free and unrestrained, even if you change the emperor, your sister's beauty has made me envious for a long time!"

Long Buqi mingled with the herb-collecting crowd and took a step forward.

20 meters, 19 meters. 11 meters, ten meters.

Roar!
The fierce tiger roared out.

Gathering all the strength in his body, the Heavenly Demon made nine moves.

Within ten meters, have extreme speed!
Turned into afterimages.

Clang!

The blue-patterned sword was unsheathed, and a cold light flashed across.

puff!
The middle-aged Taoist's smile froze, and he looked at his chest slowly. A blue long sword pierced into his chest, and his clothes were stained red with blood. In front of him was a handsome young man in green clothes.

"you!"

Deep fear floated in the eyes of the middle-aged Taoist, and he coughed up blood, mixed with "fragments".

More than 100 herb collectors stared blankly at the young man in Tsing Yi, the domineering vice-president, just like that, died under his sword!
"Good kill!"

Tears welled up in Su Ming's eyes. For so many days and nights, he thought about killing this villain with a single sword, but he couldn't do it because his strength was not enough. This young man in Tsing Yi did it.

Simple and simple, only one sword was fired!
This sword spanned a distance of ten meters, like a cyan lightning flashing across.

It was the most amazing sword he had ever seen, without the slightest fancy, like the scythe of the ecstasy, it would kill with one blow!

Su Ming clenched his fists tightly, "Don't panic, everyone, he is here to save us from the sea of ​​suffering! He is a powerful swordsman and a pharmacist. Later, when he kills the other three villains, he will I will configure the real antidote for you!"

The herb collectors were all trembling with excitement, tears welling up in their eyes.

Long Buqi walked towards the other two small courtyards with his long sword in his hand. The tip of the sword pointed obliquely at the ground, dripping a stream of blood.

puff!
Step into another small courtyard.

In the sluggish eyes of those herb collectors, and in the terrified eyes of the assistant viewer, the same sword stabbed out.

The demon's nine steps were displayed, and the speed exceeded their reaction.

Long Buqi shook his head slightly, the two sub-monitors only had the second level of body training, before they came, they were a bit overestimated.

The last small courtyard.

The demon took nine steps, one step to reach the deputy spectator.

Give away the blue pattern sword!
dead!
He didn't even use the Hanxing sword technique.

Holding the bloody Qingfeng sword, Long Buqi walked up the stone steps to the Dragon Burial Temple step by step!
He kicked towards the closed door.

Click! .
The two door panels flew and shattered!
More than 300 herb collectors clenched their fists tightly and stared at his back, full of expectation and excitement.

Su Zhu'er's eyes were a little drunk, she didn't know what to think of, and a blush suddenly appeared on her pretty face.

Seeing his sister's performance, Su Ming sighed softly. This young man in Tsing Yi, who is a few years younger than him, is powerful and an alchemist. I'm afraid there is no woman in the world whose heart doesn't tremble for him, right?

(End of this chapter)