"It's still too late to exit Biyou Palace now." Qin Dong stared into the eyes of the first-level monk and said tepidly.
"Ah?" I don't know if the first-level monk didn't hear Qin Dong's words clearly, or he didn't understand what Qin Dong meant by that. He was stunned for a moment full of doubts.
"Song Nantong, are you done yet!" The second-level monk's patience was really poor, and he couldn't help roaring at this time.
"Come as soon as you come." Song Nantong turned his head in embarrassment and responded to the second-level monk. When he turned around again, Qin Dong had already let go of his hand, picked up the wine bottle again, and drank. stand up. [
After Song Nantong glanced at Qin Dong suspiciously, he took the brocade box and flew back to the second-level monk.
The second-level monk couldn't wait to take the brocade box from Song Nantong's hand. When he saw the brilliant golden obsidian inside, a disgusting greed immediately appeared on his face.
"Hahaha... If you get this golden obsidian, the palace master will definitely reward you heavily." After saying that, he carefully put the golden obsidian close to his body, pointed at Cang Ao, Qin Dong, Zui Sou and the others, and shouted, "Song Nantong , kill them all on my behalf!"
"Ah? No!" When Song Nantong heard this, he subconsciously exclaimed.
The second-level monk's face hardened, he glared at Song Nantong and said solemnly, "How dare you disobey my order?"
Song Nantong's heart palpitated, and beads of sweat broke out involuntarily on his forehead, and he said, "Taoist Master, Cang Ao is also the lord of a city after all, and a person of considerable status. If he does too much, I'm afraid he will give us Biyou Palace is causing trouble.”
"Fart! When have we ever been afraid of trouble in Biyou Palace?"
"But… "
"Where did they get so many? If you don't take action, don't blame me, Taoist Master, for taking care of you too!" This second-level monk didn't know how he had cultivated to the level he is today. His temper was so violent, and his murderous intentions were not ordinary. It was really lucky that he didn't go crazy.
"You piece of shit Taoist Master, you are so unreasonable! I have already given you the spiritual stone, but you still refuse to give in. Do you think we are afraid of you?" The drunken old man couldn't hold himself back and stood up suddenly. The so-called Taoist roared so furiously that his face turned red with anger.
"I'll kill you!" Without saying a word, he just struck out with a palm. Palm shadows were flying all over the sky, and with just one palm, a master like Cang Ao, who was at the peak of the innate realm, was stunned.
The drunken old man's mind was in a state of shock, but he did not hesitate in his hands. He gathered the energy in his body and pushed out with both palms, trying to confront him head-on.
Qin Dong smiled bitterly, waved his right hand lightly, and the shadow of the second-level monk's palm that filled the sky disappeared immediately and ceased to exist. The drunken old man pushed his palms into the empty space. Although he was shaken for a while, it was still better than dying in the opponent's hands.
This drunken man's realm has just ascended, and he has no idea of his own depth, just like a newborn calf that is not afraid of tigers. But not being afraid of tigers does not mean that you can truly defeat the tiger. If the palm just hit was solid, the drunk old man who kept it would not be able to eat and walk around.
Seeing Qin Dong take action, the drunken old man sat back in his seat and just watched the show. Just seeing how powerful Dao Zun's palm was easily deflected by Qin Dong, he could conclude that Dao Zun was nothing to worry about.
"Originally, you could have left here safely with the spirit stone. It's a pity that you are so reckless in what you do, and as a result, you have also been cut off from your own way of life."
"Where did you come from, a wild boy? You talk nonsense in front of me, have you lived enough?"
"Bastard!" Before Dao Zun could finish his words, Qin Dong shouted loudly and swung his palm violently.
There is not much spiritual power condensed in the palm power, but the speed is extremely fast. The second-level monk who called himself Dao Zun didn't even have a chance to react. He was slapped on the cheek by his palm. He spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with broken teeth and flew to the side with a groan. [
Everything happened so suddenly that even the second-level monks couldn't react, and Song Nantong, Zui Sou, Cang Ao and others couldn't react in time.
In the blink of an eye, Dao Zun was slapped by Qin Dong and flew up. Before he could land on the ground, Qin Dong's figure suddenly appeared next to Dao Zun, almost teleporting, and he kicked the Dao Zun in the butt, causing his original form to fall rapidly. The Taoist Master suddenly climbed up rapidly and flew to a height of tens of meters before falling suddenly, sending dust all over the sky.
This palm and kick were enough for the second-level monk to suffer. Unexpectedly, he was hit hard again just after he landed on the ground. Qin Dong's right foot, carrying the power of thunder, stepped on his chest angrily. More than a dozen ribs were broken almost at the same time, and blood spurted out from the mouth of the Taoist like a fountain, which was several feet high.
Silly! Everyone was dumbfounded, and Song Nantong almost sat down on the ground.
Dao Zun, who usually rides on his neck and shows off his power, is considered the number one figure in Biyou Palace. His cultivation is so high that he can only look up to him. Even when he was dreaming, he never thought that Tao Zun, who was so glorious, would be in such a miserable state.
The drunk man turned his eyes towards Cang Ao with excitement, his eyes seemed to say, "Did you see it? This is his true power!"
"You smashed the Biyou Palace, who do you call a wild boy!?" Qin Dong stepped on the Taoist Master's chest, his face was cold, and he asked sharply every word.
"You... you..." Although the monk's body is strong, it cannot withstand such torture. Dao Zun only felt that his whole body was about to burst, and every inch of his skin ached as if it was being placed on a fire.
"Answer me!" Qin Dong couldn't help but stepped down again. Dao Zun's upper body and legs immediately and instinctively raised up at the same time.
"I...I'll kill you!" The pain and humiliation drove Dao Zun to the point of going crazy. His eyes were red and he yelled at Qin Dong ferociously.
"Stubborn thing!" Qin Dong also lost interest in Dao Zun. He stepped hard on the ground with his right foot. The earth shook. Dao Zun's figure was shaken by this force and bounced like a rubber ball. in the air.
Only this time, he had no chance to fall. His body turned into a ball of blood mist in the air, and his bones disappeared.
The brocade box containing the golden obsidian that he had put away fell from the air and was caught by Qin Dong.
"Tao Zun... is dead?" Song Nantong said as if someone had tapped his acupuncture points. His body could not move, and he could only open his mouth and tremble and murmur.
From the beginning to the end, Dao Zun didn't even have a chance to take action. The one who dies is called a coward. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Song Nantong wouldn't have been able to believe it even if he was beaten to death.
"Consider my words, it will only be good for you!" Qin Dong walked to Song Nantong, patted his shoulder gently, and said slowly.