The All-Heaven Road from Wudang

Chapter 474
The power of thunder is the nemesis of many evil spirits.

Therefore, in the face of all kinds of strange and poisonous poisonous bags, Li Li sacrificed the Divine Sword Yu Lei Zhen Jue, the most famous Taoist true method of Qing Yunmen.

At this moment, the toxin was submerged by countless thunderbolts, and there was no trace of colorful color in the sky filled with thunder and lightning brilliance.

As the power of thunder spread, the poison from the Ten Thousand Poisons Guizong Bag was completely annihilated by the fiery flames and violent thunder. In the blink of an eye, the earth was completely clear, except for the occasional scorched blackness on the ground. The original scene of highly toxic spread will not be restored.

The old God of Poison, who was fleeing far away, suddenly shook his whole body, but it was the Ten Thousand Poisons Returning Sacred Bag that was connected with his mind, which was wounded and bit back at himself. He staggered and fell to the ground, spit out a big mouthful of blood again, and his breath was weak I can't get up directly!

"Master!"

Seeing this, Fan Xiong, who was following behind him, hurriedly stepped forward to get him up, and said, "Are you all right?"

"Go... let's go..."

The old Poison God's aura was weak, and he was secretly terrified of Li Li's tyrannical actions, but he still insisted on uttering these words, then he tilted his head and fell into a faint.

And his disciple Fan Xiong, who has followed him for hundreds of years, is not coveting the position of sect master like in the original book at this moment, he hastily led his master and disappeared into the distant night.

In all directions of the Poisonous Snake Valley, there were disciples running for their lives in a hurry like their master and apprentice. Some of them still followed closely behind them, but most of them ran around without direction.

Li Li stood in the air, looking at a multicolored bag in the scorched black. Broken in many places.

He secretly channeled his spiritual power and laid down layers of restrictions to isolate the toxins inside, so he dared to collect it.

After all, it is the treasure of the Wandumen Township, and its power is extraordinary. Take it back and restore it. In the future, if Qingyun's disciples study medicine, they can also use one or two.

Thinking in this way, he glanced sharply at the fleeing people in the Viper Valley, silently feeling the aura left by these people, and then with a flash of sword light, he chased straight to the west.

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Southwest, edge of the Everglades.

The old Poison God slowly opened his eyes, and what he could see was a bright and clear sky, he felt relieved, it seemed that he hadn't been caught up by that kid yet.

"Master, you are finally awake."

Fan Xiong's voice came from next to his ear, and the old God of Poison looked sideways at him, only to see that the former mighty and majestic disciple now has disheveled hair, disheveled clothes, and filthy face, wanting to escape all the way. But he suffered a lot.

He was just about to speak, but his lips were slightly opened, and suddenly, his whole body felt tingling, the severe pain made him lose consciousness, and cold sweat broke out uncontrollably.

In the end, it is because of old age. With the age of the old Poison God, there are not many people of his generation in the entire Demon Cult. The end is not far away, but in the past few months, they have suffered repeated battles and suffered physical damage. Chuang, if it wasn't for his profound knowledge and diligent maintenance before, I'm afraid he would die on the spot after receiving Li Li's few sword strikes!

But now, it is not far from death.

Not to mention the remaining sword light in the body, just the highly poisonous poison infiltrated by the Ten Thousand Poison Returning Sect Bag is extremely difficult. Even if he can be forced out by luck, his body is riddled with wounds, and it will definitely not last for a long time. day.

Feeling the condition of his body and gradually getting used to the severe pain, the old poison god gasped and asked, "Where is this...?"

"It's the edge of the Great Swamp of Death." Fan Xiong said with a sad face: "We fled all night last night, and the boy's ghost lingered. There were forty or fifty disciples who fled with us before, and they were all killed by him to cover Master, you and me." Now, there are only nine disciples left to follow us."

"Fortunately, as long as you pass through this great swamp of death, you will be closer to the wild temple..."

The old Poison God was heartbroken when he heard the words, each of these disciples was the strength accumulated by the Wan Du Sect, but now they died in vain at the hands of that boy!

"Mo Li... Mo Li!"

He gritted his teeth and growled in a low voice.

Apart from this, he could no longer vent the anger in his heart.

Thinking back to the high spirits when the four major sects joined forces at Qingyun at the beginning, and thinking about what happened now, the old Poison God couldn't help but feel powerless for a while, that kid's morality is too powerful, I'm afraid he will never have a chance of revenge in this life.

No, there is also Mingyuan!
Thinking of the letter sent by Changshengtang, the old Poison God had another glimmer of hope in his heart.

He said anxiously: "Quick... quickly enter the swamp, hurry on the road... don't... don't wait for that kid to catch up... catch up..."

"But Master, your body..."

Fan Xiong said with a concerned face, the old Poison God is their Wandu Sect's magic needle, especially at this moment of life and death, if the old Poison God falls, and no one is in control of the overall situation, then it is really hard to say where the Wandu Sect will go .

Don't look at the so-called four major sects ruling the Demon Sect. However, before the rise of the four major sects, I don't know how many predecessors of the Demon Sect were famous for a while. However, they and their sects were eventually annihilated in the dust of time , and now only a few legends remain.

Of course, Fan Xiong didn't want Wan Du's sect to follow in the footsteps of these predecessors, he wholeheartedly wanted to watch his sect grow and develop.

"Don't worry about these things, hurry... run away..., wait... until you reach the temple, and then talk about other things..." The old poison god said with difficulty.

Seeing that his master persisted in this regardless of his health, Fan Xiong could only nod his head.

At that moment, he gave an order, and all the disciples of the Wandu Sect rushed towards the Great Swamp of Death.

And less than a quarter of an hour after these people left, a crimson sword light fell in front of their temporary camp, revealing Li Li's figure.

"I ran away again, but I ran very fast!"

Seeing that there were still some sparks left in the ashes of the bonfire in the camp, Li Qiye couldn't help frowning slightly.

After collecting the Ten Thousand Poison Returning Sacred Bag, he chased after the old Poison God, but due to the fearless obstruction of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect disciples and the poor vision in the dark night, the old Poison God and others relied on Familiar with the location, so Li Li is always half a step late, watching them flee away helplessly.

He looked at the forest in front of him, and he could only see the forest in the distance, which was endless and could not see the edge at all. It also gave off a dark and gloomy atmosphere, which made people instinctively disgusted.

"This is the Great Swamp of Death?" Mo Xin's head sank slightly.

According to the records in the classics, there are two fierce places to the west of the vast land of Shenzhou.One is the northwest direction, which is the endless desolate Gobi. The world calls it "the wild land". There has been no rain for hundreds of years, and the climate is extremely dry. Occasionally there are some oases, but most of them are occupied by ferocious beasts. Naturally, ordinary people Once you enter it is a dead end.And in the depths of this wilderness, there is a grand temple, which is the birthplace of the Devil's Cult.

And another fierce place is the huge death swamp in the southwest, which makes the world talk about it.

The climate here is humid, and it rains seven or eight out of ten days in a year, and all kinds of strange plants grow luxuriantly.This kind of cold and damp place is the favorite place of the world's giant poisonous beasts and insects. I don't know how many poisonous insects, beasts, evil spirits and monsters are entrenched in it.

And here is a unique highly toxic marsh gas, which rises from the rotten soil in the swamp every rainy day. If people inhale it, if there is no proper antidote, it will be very poisonous and die within a moment .In addition, the animal bodies, trees, flowers and plants that have been soaked and rotted by the rain for thousands of years have turned this place into a dangerous place. If you take a wrong step, you will be sucked into the bottomless swamp and die miserably.

The Poisonous Snake Valley of Wandumen is adjacent to the Great Swamp of Death, which is convenient for them to collect poisons for cultivation and sharpen their skills.

As for the members of the Wandu Sect who fled here, even with Li Li's skills, it would not be easy to catch up with them.

And once they pass through the great swamp of death and enter the wild desert, they will be the home ground of the Demon Cult. At that time, it will be even more difficult to catch up with these people.

Mo Li decided to chase after him while he was thinking about it. It would be great if he could kill them on the road ahead of time. If not, it was Mo Li's original plan to follow them to the wild temple. Some, troublesome, with the Xuanhuojian in hand, what is there to be afraid of?
At that moment, his figure flickered, and he sank into the great swamp of death.

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In the barren desert in the northwest, a towering mountain range stands tall.

A large number of palaces and halls were built on this mountain range, and several of the hills were directly leveled by uncanny craftsmanship, and countless palaces were built according to the mountain.

And the largest mountain peak is located on a very majestic main hall, the black palace wall is solemn and simple, with huge columns and large windows, facing south from the north, magnificent and incomparably austere.

There is a black plaque on the door beam of the main hall, and there are two big golden characters "Shengming" written on it, and the characters are strong and powerful.

And at a place more than a hundred feet away from the front of the hall, there is a tall pagoda with relief carvings on which are engraved with several kinds of ancient strange beasts. Standing on the pillar, the ferocious stare is chilling.

This is, it is the holy place passed down from generation to generation by the Demon Cult, the Wild Temple!
At this moment, just in front of the Devil's Sect Temple, under the strange-shaped tower, a large group of people are gathering, all of them are members of the Devil's Sect.

These people not only include the four major factions today, but also the leaders of many small and medium branches.Even Suzaku, the ghost king sect who was ordered to go to Beiman Mountain, was also on the list. As for the other three sect leaders, the current master of the Hehuan sect, the new master of the Changsheng hall, and the second disciple of the old poison god of the ten thousand poison sect Cheng Wuya attended all of them.

These people stood in front of the tower together without saying a word.

Suddenly, a faint ancient song fluttered from the distant hall, like weeping and crying, the wind blew and the flag moved, people in the Demon Cult bowed their heads one after another, some closed their eyes silently, some opened their mouths and sang along with the sound.

That sound seems to be inherited from the ancient times, echoing between the heaven and the earth, fluttering and agitating, straight to the sky.

Standing beside Suzaku, a tall man covered in black and full of sinister energy suddenly took a step forward, raised his hand to take a bowl of dark red blood from the ground, and poured it directly on the tower.

This person is Mr. Ghost!
The moment the blood melted into the body of the tower, there was only a roar, and then a beam of light fell from the sky and shone on the top of the tower.Suddenly there was a rumbling sound, a black light appeared on the tower, and then a phantom lit up across the sky. It was extremely dark, like a ghost hell, as if if you looked at it one more time, you would fall into the darkness and never be reborn!

"Mingyuan!"

Although it was not the first time he had seen this scene, Mr. Ghost, like everyone present, still showed yearning and surprise in his eyes.

This is the Holy Land of the Devil's Cult, where the Devil's Cult originated.

The leader Qiu Wangyu 300 years ago, the black-hearted old man 800 years ago, and even earlier figures who once led the Demon Cult to great heights, according to legend, have all stepped into this abyss and obtained great opportunities.

No one would have thought that in today's world, after they were severely injured by the righteous way, the mysterious and unpredictable Nether Abyss, which had not been seen for 300 years, was opened again, giving everyone a hope!
After the black phantom like an abyss appeared, all the members of the Devil's Cult present knelt down. The four major sects and other high-level figures were at the front, and with his strength, he couldn't help but beat him. Shivering, he didn't dare to be negligent at the moment, silently recited the ancient scriptures in his mouth, and then knelt down and kowtowed.

A shrill howling sound suddenly sounded, but a sound like the howling of an evil ghost came from the black abyss-like phantom, as if someone was roaring furiously in it, the sound was extremely ferocious and made people tremble.

The darkness swelled and shimmered, as if something was trying to break free from the confinement. After a while, a black light slowly floated out of it, and as the black light burst out, the screaming sound in the phantom became more and more sharp , and at this time, a strange wave came from the temple in the distance, sweeping across the yellow sandy land, like sunlight shining into the shadows, and immediately shrank all the darkness.

The shrill whistling sound quickly fell silent, and then the shadow gradually shrank, and finally disappeared without a trace.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the black light, and they saw it slowly falling on the top of the tower, revealing the figure inside.

It was a handsome young man in white clothes.

Above his head, there is a small black banner floating quietly. On the small banner, there are many strange symbols engraved, and countless ghosts can be heard faintly screaming, as if ghosts will come out of it at any time, and there are bursts of ghosts. Fierce aura soared into the sky, carrying a first-class magic treasure!
"Heavenly Demon Banner..."

Mr. Ghost muttered to himself, and gave the man in white a meaningful look.

Afterwards, everyone present, including the senior leaders of the four major sects, knelt down on the ground and shouted loudly: "This subordinate has seen the holy leader, the leader is invincible in supernatural powers, and his life is boundless!"

The scene was enormous, and the sound of shouts shook the sky!

If there is a disciple of Qingyun here, seeing this scene, I am afraid that his eyes will be shocked. Gain, standing there and being congratulated by all the demons is the big disciple of Longshoufeng who defected from Qingyun sect two months ago. Qi Hao!

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ps: I got hit, I got a yang...

(End of this chapter)