God Killer

() The old sweet potato man who was about to reach out to grab the lotus pod of the Yemei Golden Lotus could not help but froze there.

Standing behind the sweet potato old man, Zheng Xian felt his face burning hotly. This sweet potato old man is too easy to bully, but the situation is stronger than others. With people under the low eaves, it depends on whether the sweet potato bows his head or not.

After hesitating for a while, the sweet potato old man bent down, squatted on the ground, and grabbed one of the plump lotus pods. His old face was neither red nor jumping, and he thanked him repeatedly. Zheng Xian was deeply impressed, but it was the appearance of the old man sweet potato that made Zheng Xian more afraid of the old man sweet potato countless times. Seeing the old man sweet potato pick up the lotus, Zheng Xian somehow remembered what the old man sweet potato had said before. In the words he said, he said that he would definitely be able to find the Yemei Golden Lotus tomorrow, and that the old sweet potato woke up neither early nor late this morning, just before the arrival of the Thirteen Shadow Riders. If it is a coincidence, it is not impossible, but if it is Coincidentally, Zheng Xian didn't quite believe it.

This sweet potato old man has always given Zheng Xian a feeling of ulterior motives, but he can't tell where the ulterior motives are!

While thanking repeatedly, the sweet potato old man turned his head, glanced at Zheng Xian and Sword Fish, and was about to exit the sinister palace.

At this time, the man-eating sage said again: "The hermit of the great way, you can leave by yourself. There are some secrets about these two mortals. The sage is very interested. I have something to ask them."

The sweet potato old man frowned slightly, and Zheng Xian and Sword Fish gasped even more.

What does it mean?

Zheng Xian and Daoyu thought they were just supporting roles, but after the old sweet potato was arrested, they didn't expect that the real target of the man-eating sage was them?

The sweet potato old man turned around quickly, wanting to say something, the smiling guy who had been standing beside him suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the old sweet potato's shoulders, yanked and tossed the sweet potato, like throwing a market bum, and threw the sweet potato The old man was thrown straight out, crossed the main hall, flew out of the palace, and was thrown out of the Yin Poison Mountain in an instant.

When Zheng Xian and Daoyu saw this scene, they stood back to back in the hall as if they were facing a formidable enemy. Although the festivals between the two were not small, in the face of major matters of life and death, these festivals can be temporarily put aside and saved for later. Then go to solve it.

But Zheng Xian and Sword Fish are very clear that even if there are ten of them at this moment, no, a hundred of them may not be able to escape.

There was no need to do anything at all, a gloomy chill came from the man-eating tombstone, Zheng Xian and Swordfish were eroded by this chill, and lost all resistance in an instant, prostrated on the ground, emitting gusts of chill all over their bodies, Zheng Xian felt that he was soaked by this force from the inside out.

Sure enough, there was a whisper from the tombstone, and the voice of the man-eating sage came: "It is really possible to hide Xiu so deeply, even the sage was almost deceived by you, your Tiandi bridge is hidden between the spine Instead of clinging to the spine, it is no wonder that the qi is restrained and rarely leaked out, rare, rare, have you ever had any adventures?"

Of course Zheng Xian would not say that he got all his cultivation from the cook, but if Zheng Xian didn't say anything, the man-eating sage actually said, "It turns out that you didn't cultivate it yourself, but someone else married you." Clothes, I gave you a whole body of cultivation, but just like that, it is impossible to hide the bridge of heaven and earth in the spine, I can only say that you are different, but it is a pity that it is a good thing to restrain the energy after the formation of the alchemy, but Now you are only at the realm of stepping on the sea, so your energy is restrained, and you will not be able to pass the level of alchemy in your life."

Daoyu was a little dazed when he heard these words next to him. At first he felt that the other party's words could not be understood at all, but now, Daoyu figured it out. It turned out that Zheng Xian was actually a cultivator, a cultivator hidden in the sixth division of business , Swordfish couldn't believe his own judgment.

Zheng Xian couldn't care less about being known by the sword fish as an immortal cultivator now, he was shocked at this moment, he just thought about it in his heart, and the other party knew it, this is simply mind reading.

At this moment, another wave hit, and Zheng Xian suddenly felt that his brain had become a book, which was being flipped through by the man-eating sage in the tombstone.

Zheng Xian was shocked, he didn't want to be watched by others, and at the same time, Zheng Xian was afraid that after the other party watched everything about him, he would kill him, so Zheng Xian turned his head and ran away.

At this time, Zheng Xian burned the power of vitality desperately, poured all the power into his feet, and rushed out of the hall with the power of the colony armor.

It's a pity that no matter how fast Zheng Xian was, he couldn't be as fast as the man who always smiled like a harmless man.

It was as if the man had been standing in the hall waiting for Zheng Xian.

Zheng Xian didn't even see how the other party made a move, and his body seemed to hit a wall. After a bang, Zheng Xian's figure was thrown into the air, and fell heavily back in front of the tombstone.

Here Zheng Xian is weaker than an ant.

"Are you a cultivator?" Swordfish looked at Zheng Xian in surprise.

Zheng Xian had nothing to answer about the saury's question.

At this moment, the smiling man stepped forward, and Zheng Xian's body floated up, suspended in the air, without even needing to move his hands.

Immediately, the armor in Zheng Xian's heart began to peel off piece by piece uncontrollably. The severe pain was like pulling out the scales of a fish. The reproductive armor was stripped off a piece the size of a washbasin.

Immediately, bursts of scorched breath came from Zheng Xian's chest, and a big word "servant" was branded on Zheng Xian's chest. Zheng Xian couldn't help but let out a heart-piercing cry of pain.

If it was just flesh and blood pain, Zheng Xian would never be in such pain. The word slave is imprinted on Zheng Xian's soul. The physical body is just a mark, and the imprint on the soul is the most fundamental.

"From now on, you will be the slave of my poisonous sect, my student of the poisonous sect, and I will die from the poisonous sect!"

Zheng Xian fell heavily to the ground, trembling and shrinking all over, but at this moment Zheng Xian had already gritted his teeth fiercely and stopped moaning.

At this time, the smiling man looked at the swordfish next to him.

Swordfish's pupils shrank suddenly, as if facing a formidable enemy.

"You are not worthy of slavery, throw it into the nursery and make fertilizer!"

Following the words of the smiling man, the body of the saury suddenly flew up, flew straight out of the poison gate, and was thrown into the nursery.

Zheng Xian's consciousness began to blur, and then he felt that he was dragged by something and slid all the way on the ground, and then he didn't know anything.

"Do you know how to accept your slave?"

Zheng Xian felt a pain in his chest, opened his eyes, and saw that smiling and friendly face, and then Zheng Xian found that he was lying on the cold ground, not in front of the three tombstones, but Yin Outside the palace of the Poison Gate, the reason why he woke up was because two strong men directly threw him on the ground and fell awake. Zheng Xian estimated that he should have been unconscious for more than ten minutes.

Zheng Xian gritted his teeth and slowly got up from the ground.

"One hour ago, the sect sent thirty disciples into the gate of the fairy world to rob the machine that could open up the two worlds of the immortal and the mortal world. As a result, only one escaped back, and the rest all died at the other end of the fairy gate. It is not very realistic to grab it. After all, the highest level of cultivators that the sect can send out is nothing more than condensed pills. The Great Sage is very interested in the way of mortals to open the door of the fairy world. You go back and meet each other. Get the machine that communicates the two worlds and send it to the sect. Don't even think about betraying the poisonous sect. The slavery imprinted in your soul can swallow your life at any time. The poisonous sect orders you Absolutely unstoppable! If you complete this task, you may be able to erase your status as a servant, accept you as a disciple, and be able to worship the Yin Poison Sect is the long-cherished wish of many immortal cultivators, you can do it yourself!"

"By the way, the word slave on your body was imprinted by me, so from now on, you will be my slave. Remember, your master is called Smiling Tonghu, the third attendant in front of the Yin Poison Gate Monument. One, if you encounter an invincible immortal cultivator in the realm of cultivating immortals or in the mortal world, you might as well go to Yin Poison Gate, or your master's name, as long as you are not stunned, you will definitely not dare to do anything to you. Also , I have three disciples 210 and [-] in the mortal world of Yin Poison Sect, if you find them, they will help you complete your mission, well, get lost!"

Smiling Tonghu flicked his sleeves, Zheng Xian was thrown into the air as if he was falling into the wind, and flew out of the Yin Poison Gate through the clouds and mist. He flew in the air for a full hour before he fell heavily on the ground like a shooting star. On the desert-like ground, a huge round hole was knocked out of the ground.

Zheng Xian didn't get up for a full hour. Fortunately, the place where he fell was a desert, not a rock. Dismembered by wild beasts.

Inexplicably, he became a servant of the poisonous sect, which was a disaster for Zheng Xian.

Lying in the desert for an entire hour, expending a lot of vitality to restore his broken body, Zheng Xian didn't feel the pain of falling apart, all he was thinking about was what to do next.

He looked inside his body, but he could only see the rotting flesh and blood, but he couldn't see his soul. Only when he reached the fractal realm could he see his own soul.

If you can't see the soul, you won't be able to see the imprint of the word slave in the soul, but Zheng Xian can feel that there is an extra wound on his soul. This wound is like a ticking time bomb. As soon as Tong Hu, the third servant with a smiling face, pressed the button, Zheng Xian would be blown to pieces, and his soul would be scattered.

Zheng Xian climbed up from the sand, and the scorching sun scorched the sand like coals, that is to say, wearing the colonial armor could block most of the heat, otherwise, Zheng Xian would have consumed much more vitality. Fight against this heat wave.

Unable to look inside, Zheng Xian released his thoughts, and immediately saw the word slave engraved on the thoughts, as bright red as blood!