After returning to the village, start chasing the mountain from binding Emei

Chapter 660: Death of Qiao Mingtong, someone is angry!

"what?"

This scene was completely unexpected for Qiao Mingtong.

But he reacted quickly, and a mental barrier instantly covered him.

"boom!"

The blade of qi and blood slashed on the mental barrier.

The mental barrier collapsed quickly, and the Black Crow King beneath him also reacted, flapping his wings in panic to fly back.

"Shh!"

Another blade of energy and blood came again.

Qiao Mingtong staggered and stood firm. At this time, he had recovered from his hasty behavior and stretched out his hands into claws, grabbing forward.

The true energy was released, and a black bone claw shadow visible to the naked eye grabbed directly forward.

"boom!"

explosion.

The crows were blown away by the gust of wind and flew in all directions, and Qiao Mingtong could hardly stand.

"Brother Xiuyuan, stop it, is there any misunderstanding between us?"

Qiao Mingtong shouted quickly.

He really didn't understand why Bai Xiuyuan would attack him.

We are all brothers in the church, and the first rule of the church is to prohibit killing each other. Even if these two brothers do not take the church rules seriously, there must be a reason for them to attack me, right?
Revenge for Murong Qian? I didn't kill Murong Qian, so what kind of revenge is that?

"Shh, shh..."

The little white snake didn't respond to him at all. Its qi and blood power continued to explode, and the terrifying oppression made Qiao Mingtong have difficulty breathing.

Qiao Mingtong also clearly felt that the other party was determined to kill him.

He immediately became ruthless, took out a flying needle and shot it at the little white snake.

The little white snake reacted quickly and flapped its wings to dodge.

Qiao Mingtong took the opportunity to break away and controlled a flock of crows to pounce on the little white snake. The Black Crow King let out a cackle and quickly carried him downwards.

This place is too high. If you fall down, you will be smashed to pieces.

The altitude must be lowered as quickly as possible.

The little white snake is just a puppet, it just has a physical body in the realm of Dao Zhen. With his strength, as long as he keeps his feet on the ground, it will not be difficult to capture this little white snake.

"Quack quack..."

The violent energy and blood power burst out, the crows were torn into pieces, and the broken limbs and blood flew all over the sky.

A beam of white light quickly flew towards him.

Qiao Mingtong's face turned red, he shouted, then grabbed a handful of poison needles and shot them directly at the little white snake.

"Shh!"

However, at this moment, a terrifying spiritual sword energy slashed at him from behind.

Qiao Mingtong's attention was all on the little white snake and he had no time to react.

"Gah..."

The Black Crow King let out a scream and was hit directly by the sword energy.

Crow feathers were flying all over the sky.

"Shh!"

Another spiritual sword energy came slashing over, but Qiao Mingtong was restrained by the little white snake and was also unable to react.

The Black Crow King didn't even have time to scream before his neck was cut off.

The head and body were separated and blood was scattered in the sky.

"what?"

Qiao Mingtong only felt that his feet lost strength, he stepped on empty air, and the whole person fell downwards instantly.

The blood of the Black Crow King sprayed all over his face.

It was hot, as if there was a fountain on my neck.

Qiao Mingtong was terrified.

If one falls from a height of several thousand meters like this, even one who is at the Dao Zhen realm will probably be smashed to pieces.

Only then did he see clearly.

The one who attacked him was an eight-winged centipede that was pitch black and nearly one meter long.

At this moment, Qiao Mingtong felt a fear he had never felt before.

Have these two elders from Yinshan always been hiding their strength?
They have more than one puppet, and they actually have an eight-winged centipede puppet hidden?
"Brothers, the canon rules forbid killing each other. Have you forgotten..."

He hurriedly grabbed the body of the Black Crow King and used it as a cushion under his body. As he fell, his speed increased and the wind around him made his ears hurt.

The remaining black crows quickly chased after him, trying to get close to him and hold him up.

"Swish, swish, swish..."

There was no way the little white snake and the eight-winged centipede would give him this opportunity.

The little white snake's blood and energy exploded, and blades of blood and energy cut down the group of black crows.

The eight-winged centipede's mental power slashed towards Qiao Mingtong's body one after another.

Qiao Mingtong lay on the back of the Black Crow King, enjoying the free fall.

He kept clapping his palms, with the palm wind mixed with spiritual power, trying his best to resist the attack of the eight-winged centipede.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

Every impact made him fall faster.

At this moment, he really felt the coming of death.

After all, the Eight-Winged Centipede is at the Dao Zhen Realm, and Qiao Mingtong is just one step away from reaching the Dao Zhen Realm. If he were on land, dealing with such a beast, he is confident that he can kill it by jumping levels. But now, he has nowhere to hide, no way to avoid it, and in a state of weightlessness, how can he defend himself?
"puff!"

A spiritual sword energy slashed his chest, and a piece of black jade on his chest emitted a faint light and blocked the attack.

However, the powerful impact still affected him.

A mouthful of black blood spit out.

"Swish, swish, swish..."

After dealing with the flock of crows, the little white snake quickly shifted its target and attacked Qiao Mingtong.

The powerful blood and qi energy hit Qiao Mingtong like a sledgehammer.

"Asshole..."

After blocking several attacks, the black jade on the chest quickly ran out of energy and turned into powder.

Qiao Mingtong cursed loudly and attacked upwards with poisonous palms and poisonous needles.

A black shadow cut through the sky and fell straight down from the clouds.

Under the cover of night, it fell directly into the depths of E'bei Mountain.

"boom!"

There was a faint sound of a loud noise.

The tranquility in the mountains was broken, and the night birds were startled and flew away in all directions.

The Soul-confusing Pond.

The place was shrouded in miasma and the sky was invisible.

After a loud bang, the mud in the swamp was blown all over the sky.

A huge hole appeared in the swamp.

At the bottom of the pit, the body of a large bird and a man were overlapping.

Although there was mud to cushion him and the Black Crow King to support him, the terrifying impact of falling from a height of thousands of meters made Qiao Mingtong lose consciousness almost instantly.

Lying at the bottom of the pit, he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

The clothes on his body were blown off by the impact when he landed.

His hair was disheveled, his body was covered in wounds, and there was blood mixed with mud, making him look like a corpse.

The exploded mud was flowing back rapidly, about to bury him.

"how to do?"

The eight-winged centipede hovered around the little white snake and asked.

It would be a miracle if he could be rescued after falling from such a height.

Chen Yang didn't want to leave any trouble behind, so he condensed his energy and blood again and slashed directly into the pit.

"laugh!"

There was a flash of blood.

The silt flowed back and quickly buried it.

You don't even have to dig a hole.

"Who is this person?"

At this time, the eight-winged centipede asked.

Chen Yang found it a little funny, "You don't even know who he is, and you want to do that to him?"

"Didn't you tell me to do it?" said the eight-winged centipede.

This eight-winged centipede is quite honest.

Chen Yang said, "He is the deputy leader of the Gu God Cult, Qiao Mingtong, who is known as the Little Poison King."

"The Gu God Cult again?"

The eight-winged centipede pondered for a moment, "The Murong Qian who died in Longmen Mountain before was also the deputy leader of the Gu God Cult, right?"

"Ah."

"Oh, it seems that this Gushen Cult is not that good. The two deputy leaders were dealt with by you. This guy is also miserable. I'm afraid he won't understand why he died until his death..."

The eight-winged centipede said jokingly, and it was once again impressed by Chen Yang, the sixth man.

When it comes to playing tricks, who can beat this guy?

First there was Murong Qian, and then there was Qiao Mingtong. Both of them were old monsters who had been famous for a long time, and both of them were people who were good at calculating. However, in the end, they all had the same ending, capsizing in this small ditch.

After all, on the one hand, Chen Yang is cunning, and on the other hand, it is also an important reason that these people rely on their seniority and do not take the young Chen Yang seriously.

They didn't take Chen Yang seriously at all, and thought they could easily control anyone who saw him. Take Qiao Mingtong for example, if he had taken Chen Yang a little more seriously and killed him directly when he saw him, there would not have been the current outcome.

The consequences of underestimating your opponent are obvious.

He was the deputy leader of the Gu God Cult, a being second only to the emperor and above everyone else, the Poison King Raojiang, whose poison skills were unrivaled in the world and whose body was invincible. Yet, he ended up being thrown to death.

I'm afraid he didn't even use one tenth or one twelfth of his methods, and he died in such a cowardly way.

It's really too funny.

"Just like Murong Qian, being thrown to death is not a loss."

Chen Yang said jokingly that the success this time was also due to some inspiration from Murong Qian's death.

Given how powerful this man is, it would be quite difficult to kill him on the ground. He is not called the Poison King for nothing, and you can't guarantee what methods he may have.

Now the dust has settled.

Now that both deputy leaders are dead, that guy should be anxious.

He doesn't show up himself, but lets his men come and die one after another. What is this guy thinking?

Chen Yang is totally confused now.

Isn't he already in the late stage of the Dao Realm? Wouldn't it be difficult for him to come to Shu in person and kill me directly?
Is he really that concerned about Emei? Or is he concerned about some other existence?
Or was he restrained by something?
We have to let the Three Corpse Divine Tree speed up the process and decipher Xue Chonghua's memory as soon as possible.

He didn't dare to go to Raojiang now, but he knew himself and the enemy. He was a little interested in Qiao Mingtong's memories, including his cultivation and the first half of the [Poison Sutra] in his hand.

However, this man had mastered poison skills, so Chen Yang didn't dare to take any risks, nor did he dare to let the Eight-Winged Centipede rashly obtain his memories. In case he got poisoned, it would be a waste of time and effort.

Let him be buried here in peace.

"Let's go."

Chen Yang said this, then flapped his wings and flew away.

He had just fought a fierce battle and had consumed too much of his mental energy. Moreover, Ebei Mountain was beyond the range of his spiritual thoughts. At the moment, he felt a splitting headache and had to return home quickly.

……

-

The old house of the Chen family.

The little white snake flew back to the box, its consciousness returned to its body, and Chen Yang fell down directly.

My mental strength is almost drained. It feels like I have low blood sugar. My body is shaking violently.

Chen Yang hurriedly took out several bottles of Yunshen Pills and poured them into his stomach.

After a long while, Chen Yang finally felt that he had gradually regained some strength, and his body was already wet with sweat.

Sweating!

"call."

Chen Yang let out a long breath, lay on the bed with his arms and legs spread out, staring at the ceiling with dull eyes.

It was as if the body had been hollowed out.

I was dazed and fell asleep.

"Chen Yang!"

The eight-winged centipede flew to the windowsill and woke Chen Yang up.

"what?"

Chen Yang was too lazy to even move his fingers. The aftereffects of this mental overdraft were too severe.

The eight-winged centipede was very excited, "Guess what I found under that soul-confusing pond?"

Chen Yang didn't respond to him.

The eight-winged centipede flew directly to the bed and said, "Wake up, I'm talking to you."

Bit Chen Yang.

Chen Yang felt the pain and suddenly woke up, "Why did you bite me?"

"Are you awake?"

The eight-winged centipede was still excited, "Guess what I found under the Soul-Loss Pond?"

Chen Yang rubbed his temples and said, "Don't make me guess. I don't want to use my brain now."

Although his mental strength was recovering at this moment, his headache was severe. He just wanted to have a good sleep and not think about anything else.

The eight-winged centipede said, "Under the cliff of Mihuntang, there is a place where the soul is sealed."

"Oh."

"Hey, be serious. The soul seal is at least a restriction set by a Dao Zhen realm expert using soul energy. I think the seal is still intact. There must be something inside..."

"Oh."

"Oh what? Are you listening to me?"

The eight-winged centipede was speechless and pretended to bite Chen Yang's hand again.

"Go aside."

Chen Yang brushed it and said, "Let me sleep first."

"Don't sleep, hey."

The eight-winged centipede arched its head and said, "I just tried it, but I can't open the restriction myself. When can we go and have a look again?"

"You can't open it, but I can?"

"Isn't there something hidden on you? When I killed Li Changsheng that night, I saw that energy from his soul. I was not blind..."

"What kind of soul energy is this? I don't know..."

"Hey, kid, are you still playing tricks on me? Find a time to come with me and let the thing hidden on your body and use my spiritual power together, there should be a chance to open the restriction..."

As the Eight-Winged Centipede was speaking, Chen Yang was already snoring softly.

"Stinky boy."

The eight-winged centipede had no choice but to turn around and fly away.

……

-

Raojiang, the boundless mountain range.

"idiot!"

On Jinding Mountain, an angry shout was heard from the closed stone gate.

Outside the stone gate, there were four elderly people, three men and one woman. When they heard the angry scolding coming from the door, they looked at each other in confusion.

Four of the eighteen guardians of the Gushen Cult are Qin Mochuan, Shi Jingxian, and Wen Yu Niang. The other one is dressed as a monk and his name is Mofa.

The four men had just received the order to arrive at Wuliang Cave, and before they could even say a word, they heard the leader's verbal abuse coming from inside.

Is this an insult to us?
isn't it?
Who did something to make the leader so angry?

The four of them exchanged glances and shook their heads.

"Master, we are here."

Qin Mochuan walked forward and bowed towards the stone gate.

"Meet the leader."

Everyone bowed in unison towards the stone gate.

"Ah."

The anger of the being in the stone gate seemed to have subsided a little. "I asked you to come here because I have something for you to do."

"Please give your instructions, Master."

All four of them were very respectful.

The man in the stone gate said, "Mochuan, Jingxian, and Yu Niang, the three of you go to Shu and eliminate one person..."

He talked in a babble for a long time.

The four people outside the door were stunned when they heard this. They were called over just to do this little thing.

At first they thought it was a very big deal, and that the person they had to kill was a very powerful person, and it required the three of them to do it personally, which was such a big hassle.

But when they heard that he was just a little-known young man in his early twenties, the three of them were stunned and even a little puzzled.

"Humph."

The man in the stone gate said, "Don't take this man lightly. Don't underestimate him. He is more cunning than any of you. When you see him, kill him immediately. Don't listen to anything he says, and don't eat anything he gives you. Kill him immediately..."

He was obviously a little excited.

"Master..."

The four of them were very surprised. How could the leader, who was usually quiet and calm, have been so shocked that he would lose his composure like that?
"Murong and Mingtong both died at the hands of this man."

The first words of the man from Shimen shocked the four of them.

Murong Qian? Qiao Mingtong?
Two deputy leaders?
They had all heard about Murong Qian's death. It was said that he died in Shu while on a mission.

But, Qiao Mingtong?
Didn’t I just see him a few days ago?

Qiao Mingtong is dead too?

This is too...

The man in the stone gate said, "This man is not very powerful. He was able to kill Mingtong and Murong just by taking advantage of the situation. As long as you don't listen to his instigation and don't look down on him, it will be easy to kill him. Remember, when you see him, don't waste time talking, just kill him directly..."

Several people looked at each other.

"Yes!"

They dared not disobey the leader's order.

"Go, remember my words, and take back what I want."

A word was uttered coldly from the stone gate.

The three of them responded and left together.

In front of the stone gate, only the old monk was left.

"Master, what about me?"

Monk Mofa looked nervously at the stone gate in front of him.

"The End of the Dharma!"

A steady voice came from the stone gate.

"exist."

The monk Mofa stood respectfully, waiting for his decision.

The man in the stone gate said, "I can't split myself up for now, so you will be in charge of all the affairs of the sect. From today on, send me two Spirit Realm members every day, and one Creation Realm member every five days to serve me."

"Yes."

Monk Mofa was stunned for a moment, then quickly responded.

"Go."

"Yes!"

Monk Mofa was puzzled, but he didn't dare to ask more questions and quickly bowed and retreated.

……

In the early morning, the bright sunshine shines through the window and the clear chirping of birds can be heard outside the house.

In the yard, Chen Yang stretched and felt refreshed.

Black Tiger has also woken up and everything is back to normal.

Chen Yang asked the Tourmaline Toad to check the house inside and out.

After all, Qiao Mingtong had been here before, and they were afraid that he might have left some tricks behind.

The title of Little Poison King is not given casually.

The tourmaline toad is most sensitive to poisons, so Chen Yang felt relieved after asking it to check it out.

Tong Xin rubbed her sleepy eyes and asked, "Where is that person? Is he gone?"

When he woke up in the morning, he was lying on the sofa in the main room and did not see the man from last night.

"gone."

Chen Yang's answer was straightforward, but also quite profound.

Tong Xin still had some lingering fear in her heart, "That person's method was so powerful, I didn't even react, and I lost all memory after that."

"Are you feeling well?" Chen Yang asked.

"No."

Tong Xin shook his head, "How about you check it for me?"

He himself could not see within himself.

Just in case, Chen Yang checked it for him.

It was nothing serious, Tong Xin finally breathed a sigh of relief.

(End of this chapter)