The lady snake and scorpion stood at the top hall of the Jade Palace, surrounded by a vast and boundless mist. Since the ban on the Five Poison Mountain was activated, the fog was so thick that even the lady who was good at poisonous poison could not get through it.
Xiao Diao and Xiao Chan stood around her. The two-tailed scorpion Xie Chan who had just recovered from the astral womb was still a little weak, her face was pale, her former radiance was gone, and there was a trace of hatred in her eyes.
"These monks from the Canglong Realm are really here." The eyes of the snake and scorpion lady are cold. He felt that the formation eyes of Wudu Mountain were being broken little by little.
"Kill these nasty guys." Xiao Chan's silver teeth were almost gnawed.
"Mother, do you want to notify that man?" Xiao Diao asked without sadness or joy.
"Don't bother." The snake and scorpion lady is most worried about the monk who escaped from the Peng Demon King, because judging from Xiaochan's words, the monk seems to have only the cultivation base of the early Xinghe. If this is the case, it will be too scary , but Brother Xinghe couldn't be so perverted, the femme fatale guessed it should be Dongfang Wuji.
"Final begging!" The snake and scorpion lady said suddenly.
A slender, stern man disappeared like a ghost.
"Ma'am, what are your orders?"
"Five Poisonous Mountains may not be able to trouble Dongfang Wuji, and I will trouble you then." The lady snake and scorpion said.
"En." Finally Qi nodded, as if it was nothing to deal with a star cultivator.
Hearing what he said, the snake and scorpion lady was also relieved. This final begging is a friend of the Peng Demon King. It is said that he comes from the terrifying monk of the White Tiger Realm. His cultivation is unfathomable. Even the Peng Demon King will be respectful. The Wuji femme fatale is much more confident. Then the snake and scorpion lady walked into the center of the top hall. In a black magic circle, several black flags were suspended. The five poison totems were painted on the formation flag, and two sides were damaged. The snake and scorpion lady made a move, and a black clawed toad was painted The flag flew to the eyes of the femme fatale.
Hundreds of foreign soldiers formed the Five Poison Formation under the Jade Palace, waving black flags in their hands, and walking with mysterious steps.
"Let Toad Heihe be your burial place." Lady Femme fatale looked at the banner in front of her, and said with a sneer as she cast out the spell.
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Walking through the Scorpion Desert, what appeared in front of Su Xing and his group was an endless sea. This sea was as black as ink, and an unpleasant black gas floated from the sea. It seemed to be highly poisonous. There were many lotus floating on the sea. The leaves and lotus leaves are also dyed black after soaking in the Heihe River all the year round. The sea is huge. Since they cannot fly, the faces of the monks changed when they saw the huge Heihe River.
"Just kidding, this kind of poisonous river, how do we get over it."
"Must die!"
"I can't make it through at all."
Patriarch Qianli said displeasedly: "What are you shouting about? Didn't you see those lotus leaves?"
"You don't have to worry, we just need to step on these lotus leaves." Master Qinglian smiled slightly.
"Is there someone who can stand on a lotus leaf?" A monk's expression changed.
Su Xing looked at Patriarch Qianli's eyes full of sarcasm and secretly thought something was wrong. Sure enough, Patriarch Qianli flipped the talking cultivator with a flick of his hand, and a strong wind directly lifted him away.
The monk turned pale with fright, and his body fell on the lotus leaf where only one could stand. He stood up in shock, and the lotus leaf shook unbearably, scaring the monk almost to fall. Seeing that only one person could stand safely, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Everyone, please go there first! But this is the toad Heihe, and there are black clawed toads living under the river, just be careful with their poisonous tongue and you will be able to pass." Master Qinglian smiled slightly, and that respectful smile made people feel cold and full of a knife hidden in the smile. mean. "But the Black Clawed Toad, Ben Zhenren and Patriarch Qianli will deal with it later, you should be careful."
"Su Xing, hold your lady well and go with me later." Master Qinglian said lightly.
Patriarch Qianli also gave Fang Xingu an order.
"Then Heihe can only stand one or two people. For safety's sake, you star generals should go back first."
"I follow my cousin." Zheng Yanran curled her lips.
Gongsunhuang kissed Su Xing's cheek, she was weak, and she didn't want to stay longer because of the poisonous gas of Heihe.
Su Xing looked at Wu Siyou questioningly.
Wu Siyou's cold eyes said: Don't even think about doing that.
Su Xing shrugged, and wanted to say something, when he suddenly heard the sound of splashing into the water.
The monk who was thrown away by the ancestor of Qianli wanted to step on the black lotus leaf and cross the Toad Heihe in one go. It started smoothly, but after a hundred meters, he stepped on the lotus leaf, but the lotus leaf could not bear his weight and fell down It sank, the poisonous water seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and the monk who fell into the river couldn't break free and sank in despair in front of everyone.
The expressions of all the monks present changed, and the monks who had thought of the next lotus leaf stood still and looked at the two patriarchs in horror.
A monk still wanted to return, and at this time the true colors of the two ancestors were finally revealed.
The cultivator who wanted to return was shaken back by Patriarch Qianli's palm.
"senior!"
Everyone exclaimed.
"I will trouble you to explore the way from now on." Patriarch Qianli grinned grimly. "Some of these Heihe lotus leaves are unable to hold back the monks. Please find a way to cross the river."
"what?"
Dozens of monks changed their colors. The words of Patriarch Qianli clearly wanted monks to buy the road with their lives... Try it yourself. Those who step on it are safe and sound, and those who fall into it are naturally a dead end. Although this method It's cruel, but it's the most effective way so far.
"Seniors are all masters with great supernatural powers, why is it so embarrassing..."
"Click!"
A daring monk wanted to use soft words to seek a way out, but before he finished speaking, Patriarch Qianli impatiently stretched out his hand, and several Guishui God Lei Fei swords appeared out of thin air, cutting off the monk's head up.
Everyone was pale. Master Qinglian watched with cold eyes and ignored her.
"What do you think we want you for? What can you do with this level of cultivation." Patriarch Qianli gave a strange laugh, and immediately asked: "Now is the time for you to contribute to this ancestor. I won't treat him badly, do you have any opinions?"
There was no sound!
Everyone, look at me, and I look at you. At this moment, they all chose to die. The monk's headless corpse was still bleeding, limply on the ground, and the blood splattered all over the ground. What happened to him? Just in front of my eyes, the patriarchs of these sects had planned this way from the beginning, who would dare to object
Although everyone is unwilling, they can only swallow the bitter fruit secretly.
"Can't you try which lotus flowers can stand up to others?" Su Xing asked with a frown, a little displeased with their approach.
Ancestor Qianli's eyes were full of sarcasm: "You can try it, as long as you find a bridge."
"For the sake of fairness, I suggest that everyone explore the road separately and move forward alternately, so as to avoid casualties." Qinglian Master said leisurely.
Everyone secretly scolded these old immortals, it's fair to your mother.
Poor.
The friar who was still gloating about Su Xing's signing of the useless star general really wanted to replace him. Su Xing and Fang Xingu were lucky, because they were accidentally accepted as disciples by the two ancestors, so they didn't have to explore the way, but Su Xing did not I suspect that if all these monks died on the road, the so-called "teacher-student friendship" of the two ancestors would probably become "die for the teacher."
The Patriarch Qianli had already begun to name Taoist monks one by one to explore the way. A male cultivator in the late Xinghe period jumped onto the 500th lotus. In front of him were dozens of lotus flowers floating on the Black River. Look, he was extremely calm, and he couldn't see any hidden murderous intent at all. He stared forward with flickering eyes, as if he was using his spiritual sense to see which of these lotus flowers could bear his weight, and he didn't take a step for a long time.
Seeing that he was so careful, Patriarch Qianli said impatiently: "Don't waste your time, if you can see something, will you still let you open the way?! Don't waste time. At this time, we can only resign ourselves to fate. Everything depends on luck. Hurry up!" Click it!"
The male cultivator gritted his teeth, and immediately chose a relatively large lotus that was fifty steps away from him. The lotus was full and seemed to be able to bear some weight. Holding up the sword array, the cultivator flew towards the lotus. Moving on the Heihe can only rely on one's own body skills. Once these black lotuses sink into the body, they can't hold back at all. Usually, light kung fu and body skills have played a miraculous effect.
"Tread!"
The male cultivator stepped on the lotus leaf with both feet, and his face suddenly showed a surprised expression. He was about to yell excitedly, but suddenly found that the lotus leaf was slowly sinking into the black river. He panicked and stared at the nearest black lotus leaf. Just ready to jump over.
"thump!"
As soon as he exerted his strength, the black words instantly sank into the black river water. As soon as his body was soaked by the water, he could no longer exert his strength. The man seemed to have turned into a huge iron and sank, the male cultivator screamed in horror.
"Bastards, you despicable old wretches, I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost!" Nanxiu wailed in despair, and slew Patriarch Qianli with his flying sword.
Patriarch Qianli was indifferent.
Dozens of flying swords fell into the river with a crackling before they could reach his eyes. The body of the male cultivator was submerged and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Su Xing was secretly startled that a cultivator in the late stage of the galaxy died so effortlessly.
The other monks gritted their teeth when they heard that the male cultivator was about to die, and stared at Patriarch Qianli and Master Qinglian with secret resentment. If they didn't know that they would die if they didn't know that they would die, they would have done it long ago.
The two patriarchs didn't care, the eyes of the ants were nothing more than that, the patriarch Qianli sneered: "Go!"
A female cultivator was pointed out, and she jumped to the place where the male cultivator was standing before with a face full of grief and indignation. After thinking for a while, she jumped onto the nearest lotus leaf. Everyone stared at her, seeing that the lotus leaf was firmly carrying her weight and loosened. Tone, the female cultivator wept with joy, with a feeling of surviving a catastrophe.
"Honey, prepare to do it later." Su Xing narrowed his eyes and sent a voice transmission.
Wu Si, who had long seen Qianli Patriarch and Qinglian Daoist, two hypocritical old men, was upset.