Deviating from the World: The Dark-bellied Demon Venerable is too presumptuous

Chapter 1214 Joke!

He didn't expect Ling Yehuang and Xiao Lanyue to be so shameless, to turn back on their promises, pretending to be an old man who had lived for fifty or sixty years, and now he turned his head in the hands of two young guys.

Xiao Lanyue looked innocently at the old man vomiting blood: "Stop staring, if eyes can kill people, we would have killed you long ago."

When the old man was told this, his dilated pupils subconsciously closed, and when he realized that he was being played with like this, the old man was about to explode with anger.

"Come here!", as soon as his voice fell, Ling Tian appeared here with a group of people, but it was strange that he didn't surround Xiao Lanyue and others.

It seems that she is a little jealous of her poison, after all, no one wants to be poisoned and die.

His eyes flickered slightly, and he hurried over to help the old man who vomited blood and couldn't get up on the ground. When his hand touched the old man's hand, a dark light flashed in his eyes, but he pretended to be completely ignorant.

"Senior, are you alright?" Yes, he, Ling Tian, ​​is just the registered disciple of this old man, and he is not qualified to call the other party's master.

The old man waved his hand, pretending to calmly wipe off the blood stains on the corners of his lips, but he had already scolded Xiao Lanyue and Ling Yehuang in his heart, and he could feel that his cultivation base was passing away bit by bit.

This abominable boy actually abolished his cultivation, no, this is even worse than abolishing his cultivation, like a bucket was broken, and the water in it flowed away bit by bit. The kind that cannot be replenished.

If you add water to the bucket, it will pass faster.

The old man glared at Ling Yehuang and Xiao Lanyue bitterly: "Kill them for me, at all costs! Kill them!" If he didn't kill them, it would be hard to dispel his hatred.

Ling Tian pursed his lips, and glanced at the crowd scratching their heads: "Didn't you hear what Senior said, kill them!".

But these people looked at each other in blank dismay, and stretched out their arms full of blisters: "What about our poison?" Those who had the antidote were killed by them, and then they had to die without the antidote, and they could not be killed.

When the old man was furious, he didn't want to care about whether these people were poisoned or not. He said coldly, "After I go out, I will find the best alchemist for you, just a little poison!".

He couldn't believe it, just such an itchy poison could take away his life.

Xiao Lanyue smiled, straightened her clothes calmly, and said slowly: "It seems that your master, oh no, your seniors don't want to care about your life and death, so come and have a try and see if you are the first Die from poison or be killed by us?".

The Scarlet Blood Sword swiped suddenly, and the sword energy of spiritual power stirred up a gust of wind, and the leaves on the ground fell, giving people a cold and stern killing intent.

Ling Yehuang didn't speak, but I held the long sword, the meaning was obvious, they couldn't sit still and wait for death.

Thinking of the scene where the old man was pressed and beaten just now, no one else dared to challenge him, not even the old man, so many of them may not necessarily be his opponents, don't be killed and regret it too late.

Seeing these people's hesitation, greedy for life and death, the old man was so angry that his nose was crooked, and he became angry with embarrassment: "You, you!".

He stared at Xiao Lanyue and Ling Yehuang bitterly: "Take out the antidote, otherwise you will offend Misty Realm, get rid of us if you have the ability, otherwise we will not let you go!".

Xiao Lanyue sneered: "It's a joke, if I ask you to spare me, you will let me go. Please speak harshly and be convincing."

(End of this chapter)