God-slaughtering King

"Xiaochun, can you listen to me!"

He was seriously injured and tied an iron rope. He became a prisoner of the army God. He roared at Jiutian yunkong.

"The queen, I don't want to talk to you. From now on, I don't want to see you again!"

The icy voice, like a basin of cold water, drenched the God of the army's head and gave him a penetrating coolness.

Then, the colorful animal shadow flashed away, disappeared over the plain, returned to the imperial castle, threw the dying white moon into the Queen's bedroom.

"Moon!"

Jin Hao, who is being tortured, roars when he sees Bai Yue flying into his bedroom.

But Bai Yue is in a coma!

I can't hear him!

At this moment, Jin haodun was as painful as a thousand swords.

Two drops of blood and tears flowed down the corners of my eyes.

Not long after, the queen of scorpion locust walked into the bedroom. With a sweep of her jade hand, seven or eight scorpion locust King guards with torture tools in their hands retreated.

"What a moving scene!"

"The queen is about to cry!"

The scorpion locust queen smiled on her skin and didn't smile on her flesh. A pair of evil crystal eyes moved to Jin Hao tied to the cross and said coldly, "do you say or don't you say the cultivation method of ghost insects?"

At the end of the speech, the scorpion locust Queen's arm shook, and a strangely shaped short sword fell on the unconscious white moon's face.

"I don't know, I don't know, you bitch, how many times do you want me to tell you?" Jin Hao shouted excitedly.

"Really?" the evil spirit of the scorpion locust queen smiled, and the blade of the short sword kissed Bai Yue's exquisite pretty face: "it would be a pity if such a beautiful little beauty ruined her face."

"What do you want?"

Jin Hao roared with red eyes.

"If you say so, the queen can be merciful and let you two miserable mandarin ducks go. If you don't say it, this blue blood blade is likely to suck blood!"

This sentence sounds bland, but it is very cold, deep into the bone marrow.

"No, I have a question. What's the use of your scorpion locusts staying in the famine God killing array for thousands of years to cultivate ghosts and insects?"

Jin Hao stopped and wanted to delay time to see if there was any change.

As for the cultivation method of ghost Gu insects, he did know, but their husband and wife agreed to live Gu and never let it out. Even if they wanted their lives, they wouldn't say half a word.

"This is the secret of my scorpion locust family. Why should I tell you?"

The scorpion locust queen proudly said, and the blue blood blade in her hand suddenly lit up with blood: "do you say it or not?"

At the same time, she was thinking: "At present, our scorpion locust clan is really trapped in the famine God killing array, but the famine God also predicted that this array will be broken in ten thousand years, and our scorpion locust clan can reappear in the world. With the cultivation method of ghost insects, the queen must let those enemies who have bullied our Scorpion locust clan pay a painful price. Even if ten thousand years have passed, the vicissitudes of the sea and the earth can not be wiped out!"

"I won't tell you. If you want to kill or cut, do as you please!" Jin Hao ruthlessly closed his eyes and couldn't bear to see the bloody scene.

"OK, I think you can hold on to geometry!"

The scorpion locust queen didn't draw a white moon's face, because she knew that once she did, she would never get the cultivation method of ghost insects!

It's better to do both hard and soft than cruel. There's really no way to do this again.

At this point, the queen of scorpion locust waved her jade hand, the gorgeous colorful brilliance, shaped a sharp blade, and chopped the iron rope on Jin Hao.

"What are you doing?"

The bondage disappeared. Jin Hao opened his eyes and looked surprised!

"My queen is kind-hearted. It's not easy for you and your husband to get together. Do you understand?" the queen of scorpion locust boasted by the way.

"Do you think I will be grateful to you if you do this? I advise you to die!" Jin Hao sneered.

"I don't care what you think!"

The scorpion locust queen smiled, threw a jade bottle and left the bedroom.

Only one sentence was left and echoed across the air: "this is a special secret medicine of my scorpion locust family. Take it for her. After two hours, the injury will be all right!"

Jin Hao stretched out his hand to take the jade bottle and was full of doubts: "when has this vicious bitch become so kind?"

In surprise, Jin Hao's pupil shrinks: "no, she can't find out with conscience. It's probably a hallucinogen that can paralyze people's mind. If I take it to yue'er, the cultivation method of ghost insects will fall into her hands. Without utilization value, yue'er and I will die!"

Out of the bedroom, the scorpion locust Queen walked slowly to the edge of the court corridor, overlooking the lower part, her fingers clenched.

"This boy is nothing more than that. The queen thought he was a hard bone. It was a pity that he turned into pus and blood so soon under the erosion of the gas of death!"

With a smile and a sigh, the queen of scorpion locust turned into smoke and left the scorpion locust God castle.

On the plain, there were only 15000 less than 20000 scorpions and locusts participating in the war.

At the moment, under the supervision of seven scorpion locust kings, the altar was built.

In just a few minutes, the foundation was built.

As for the three scorpion kings, their accomplishments were completely abandoned due to the erosion of ghosts, insects and insects. They were no longer destined for evil ways. They could only shrink in the corner of the plain and stare at those martial arts.

I wish I could kill them right away!

……

In the courtyard of the space where love is cut off, Nanmen Feng narrated the whole story.

After hearing this, the immortal in the painting smiled with disapproval: "I thought it was a great difficulty. I can break it by waving my hand!"

Nanmen Maple was overjoyed and said respectfully, "dare you please help me!"

"Alas ~" the immortal in the painting pretended to be helpless and sighed, which made Nanmen Maple nervous: "why did you sigh for no reason, senior?"

"Hey, hey ~"

The fairy in the painting grinned: "to tell you the truth, you have entered the Donghuang grottoes. This ghost place can limit my cultivation. After I go out, I am no different from ordinary people and can't put out the gas of death, but..."

"What?"

Nanmen Feng patted the table and got angry: "well, you old white head, you deliberately played with me, didn't you? Did you work with the scorpion locust queen and deliberately delay here so that she could kill my brothers? I didn't expect you to be so vicious!"

"Bastard, open your eyes wide and see clearly. Do I look like that kind of despicable person?" the immortal in the painting is so angry that his eyes stare white.

"This is the second time you have asked me like this. I didn't believe it before. Now I really believe it!"

Nanmen Feng gnawed his teeth and responded that the old Wang eight eggs were simply not human. If he dragged himself for so long, he could not crack the gas of death in the end. If he was not the queen of scorpion locusts, why did he do this?

"You didn't wait for me to finish talking, so you yelled here. I wanted to help you, but now, I won't help you!"

In the painting, the fairy tilted her head and swayed on the master's chair.

Anyway, it's not him.

Hearing this, Nanmen Feng suddenly realized that the scene was once embarrassing.

After a while, Nanmen Feng bit his teeth and said, "old Bai, it's rude for the younger generation. Don't take it to heart!"

"Do you know what's wrong?"

The fairy in the painting said faintly and forbeared to laugh in her heart.

"This..."

Nanmen Maple was speechless, but he still hardened his head and said, "the mistake is..."

Halfway through the conversation, the fairy in the painting also interrupted and admonished: "your fault is that you jump to a conclusion and wronged a good man without waiting for someone to finish talking. A fool like you would have kicked you out if it weren't for your talent!"

Nanmen Feng clenched his fist, came out of anger, piled a smiling face and said, "elder Bai, the lesson is that you must be a good man in the future!"

"Hum, you know!"

The immortal in the painting disdained to hum, and his inner anger decreased a lot.

Then, he pointed to the cup of tea on the stone table and said, "I made this tea for you personally. You haven't drunk it for so long. Do you look down on me?"

"Look what you said. Where is this? I don't drink other people's tea. Can I not drink the tea revered by elder Bai?"

Feng can at the South Gate said with a smile. He picked up the teacup and was about to drink it all at once. The fairy in the painting stopped and said, "put it down. I don't want to give you a drink now!"

"You..."

Nanmen Feng was so angry that he had no choice but to put down his teacup: "OK, I don't drink. Then tell me the way to crack the gas of death!"

"I'm irritable and acute. I don't like people like you!"

In the painting, the immortal shrinks his eyes and Bi's mouth, looking down on people. It's extremely hateful.

Nanmen Feng pressed down his anger and said calmly, "OK, I recognize all these, but you old white head, there's no need to embarrass me!"

"I really want to embarrass you today!"

The fairy in the painting tilted her eyes and pointed to the mysterious garden. If she had a deep meaning, she said, "go to my medicine garden and find the best medicine I think!"

"What?"

Nanmen Feng widened his eyes, "where do I know? Which herbal medicine do you think is the best?"

"It's none of my business!"

The immortal in the painting spread his hand, "anyway, I'll leave it here. If you can't find it, I won't tell you the way to crack the Qi of death!"

"Madder..."

"I went to the head office!"

Nanmen Feng walked angrily and whispered, "old man, you are cruel!"

"Remember, don't pick and destroy my medicine garden. You look good!"

Seeing the maple in the South Gate leave in a violent step, the immortal in the picture sank in his heart and told him in a hurry.

"I'm not that bad!"

Nanmen Feng threw down a word, pushed open the fence door and walked into the medicine garden.

Suddenly, thousands of extremely strong fragrance, refreshing, came to my face.

"It's so comfortable. The old white head really knows how to enjoy it!"

The anger of Nanmen Maple dissipated. He closed his eyes and spread his arms, as if he were bathed in a sea of medicine. He was relaxed and happy, carefree, and had an unspeakable comfort all over.

The original listless look, in a moment, climbed up the delicate ruddy.

Then, open your eyes and look at the surrounding environment.

In the eye, there is a round medicine garden about a thousand feet long, like a hundred flowers competing for beauty. It is divided into nine parts with the earth ridge as the boundary.

Among them, there are flowers, fruits, grass, wood, rattan and other special miraculous drugs.

The land where these miraculous drugs are cultivated is naturally divided into nine colors: red, gray, white, green, green, blue, purple, silver and black.

Seeing here, the maple cave in the south gate opens Xumi's eyes and can clearly distinguish that these nine kinds of land are not formed naturally.

But in the year of the elixir.

As the year grows, the land irrigated by the elixir will mutate, making it more fertile, resulting in discoloration.

No accident, and the original body of the medicine seedling is the seed of a special elixir, so the formation of the red land will take a thousand years.

The formation of gray land will take two thousand years.