Ten miles west of Qingyun Village.

An old man who was covered with dark age spots on his face was covered in black black clothes, like a ghost messenger from the underworld.

A pair of old and thin hands as old as a dead tree left Zhang Tianmao's back and nodded to an old man next to him, indicating that there would be no problem.

All the internal organs are cracked, and the serious injury is so serious that it is hard for the gods to save them.

However, a brief awakening can still be achieved.

"Do you know where the black dragon talisman comes from?"

The old man's voice was as harsh as a rusty iron gong rubbed. He asked, staring at Zhang Tianmao's slowly opened eyes.

Zhang Tianmao saw the old man and his breathing became rapid, and his eyes were anxious: "But... But... But the elders in the Elder Pavilion? Humi... Humi... Humi... Humi... Humi... Humi... Humi... Humi... Humi... Humi... Humi... Humi... Humi... Humi... Humi... Humi... Humi... Humi... Humi... Humi... Humi... Humi... Humi... Humi... Humi... Humi... Humi... Humi... Humi... Humi... Humi... Humi... Humi... Humi... Humi... Humi... Humi... Humi... Humi... Humi... Humi... Humi... Humi... Humi... Humi... Humi... Humi... Humi... Humi... Humi... Humi... Humi... Humi...

The eight Supreme Elders who had been in seclusion for many years were not very clear about what the Black Death was, but the two elders who followed them were shocked and shouted: "Is it really the Black Death in Tibet?"

Zhang Tianmao's face was as golden paper, and he opened his mouth, but he could no longer make a sound.

A Supreme Elder once again inputs true energy to prolong his life. Zhang Tianmao, who has returned to his energy, nods hard and says, "I am so humble. I see them wrapped in leather, only revealing their eyes, carrying black rats in and out..."

Another elder on the side had already told the other eight emperors about the Black Death. His viciousness and evil shocked all the eight emperors, and he knew that it was of great significance.

If this kind of killing weapon cannot be controlled by one's own hands, it must be destroyed!

"How did you get to this point? Did you get discovered exposed?"

Zhang Tianmao replied: "I was not found at the source of poison, but I walked too fast, so I leaked my whereabouts. I learned about eight fellow disciples in Qingyun Village, and six fellow disciples I didn't know. They all died tragically to protect me from escaping my life. They are all guilty of being humble..."

No one wanted to hear him choking and blame himself. One of the top people said impatiently: "You might take us to the place where the poison is hidden? If you can get such a poison source, it is no less than a poison king. A mere bandit, a pig or dog-like thing can use it to threaten the Three Saints. If it falls into the hands of the Black Ice Platform, the effect will be better."

Seeing Zhang Tianmao shaking, he inputted a large amount of true energy to prosper his life.

The group was speechless. After a quarter of an hour, when a Supreme Elder brought an elder lurking nearby Elder Pavilion and completely confirmed Zhang Tianmao's identity, Zhang Tianmao was carried behind a Supreme Elder, constantly inputting true energy to prolong his life. The group flew quickly to the mountain behind Qingyun.

However, in just a cup of tea, the group crossed the Canglan River and approached Qingyun Village from the secret road.

If there is a saint in the village, or if there is a Tian Wuniang who can compare with the power of a saint, you can find this enemy in this industry at this moment.

It’s a pity that there is not even a peak in the clerk in the clerk.

So the eleven people fell steadily into the deep forest behind Qingyun Mountain, a very secret place.

The vegetation here has been flattened, and a large piece of open space has been vacant.

There was a cave in the middle of the mountain, and four men covered in leather were carrying cages half a person in the height of the mountain.

Although the cage was also covered with black cloth, the "squeak" sound from the inside can be heard from afar.

But not long after, all four of them entered the cave and disappeared.

"It seems that it's really here."

Seeing this, the Supreme Elder who was carrying Zhang Tianmao no longer inputs true energy to extend his life. Zhang Tianmao gradually disappeared.

His death made the ten elders of Black Ice Platform more and more believe that there was a source of the Black Death virus in this place.

"Elder Qiu and Elder Ju, you two go in and take a look and be careful."

They are all old ghosts who have been living in the world for many years and will not act rashly.

The two elders flew into the cave like ghosts with death all over their bodies.

But it fell back soon and said, "It's not just a hole inside, it's surrounded by many forks, just like a maze."

Hearing this, the leader of the Supreme Master nodded slowly and said, "It seems that it must be here."

An elder said respectfully: "The Supreme One, you don't have to be so careful. Hou Wanqian was lured to Fusang Mountain and will die today. Tian Wuniang has not appeared yet. It seems that she is not in the mountain village, and most of them have also gone to Fusang Mountain. She is hiding in the cave. She is dominant with swordsmanship, but in the cave, she cannot use any ultimate sword moves, so there is no need to be afraid. It is better to enter the cave quickly and obtain the source of the Black Death virus, send someone back to Dongwang Mountain first, and then completely destroy Qingyun Village without leaving any chickens and dogs. If it is not good, it will take longer to delay, and then there will be changes."

Several of the Supremes nodded slowly and finally looked at the Supreme Elder who led the lead.

The old man pondered for a moment and said, "Okay, just be careful after entering. Remember, if the female thief is hidden inside, don't panic. With our situation, we don't need to live. As long as we sacrifice our own life and hurt her hard, it will be worth the effort."

"knew."

Several old men, who were full of death, responded indifferently.

After saying that, a group of ten people entered the cave in a row.

Time passed little by little, and the back mountain behind Qingyun Village was stable and quiet.

The white clouds in the sky are shining, and the sun shines on the ground through the dry branches that have not yet sprouted.

However, at this moment, suddenly, the entire mountain seemed to start to tremble.

I don't know how many small animals panicked at this moment, running around and screaming.

Then, with a "boom", the earth shook, the huge rocks on the top of the mountain slid down, and huge cracks appeared on the mountain.

A huge "fireball" erupted from the almost torn hole. If the surrounding trees had not been cleared long ago, a huge forest fire would have occurred...

Huang Honger, Hou Yuchun, Fake and others flashed, and after watching for a while, they hurriedly left.

This kind of ambush that seemed like heavenly power, not to mention the person inside, even if the saint went in personally, it may not be known whether he could save his life.

Who would have thought that someone in this world could master the Thunder Holy Dharma?

...

Qin King Palace, Fengxian Hall.

Qin Huang Ying'an, who had been kneeling down here for three days, saw an old inner supervisor entering the hall and nodding slightly to him, closed his eyes and slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he opened his eyes suddenly, and a crazy look appeared in his scarlet eyes. He stood up little by little, his numb legs almost lost consciousness.

He turned around, looked at the royal kings who were kneeling on the ground, most of whom were dying. The cruelty in his eyes became heavier, and his voice was deeper and he said in a low voice: "You are all my royal family of Daqin, the foundation of my winning Qin, and the dragon son and grandson are the fortune of a country. As long as you are there, the fortune of Daqin will not be cut off."

King Wu'an of Zong Zheng was puzzled by what Ying An meant, and knelt on the ground and smiled apologized: "The emperor is the fate of my great Qin, and I am just a minister."

Ying An's eyes were much darker when he heard this. He stared at King Wu'an, and felt extremely uneasy in his heart. He heard the Qin Emperor say, "For my great Qin Ying family's foundation for a thousand years, in order to make the Ying family not a puppet, just like the life and death of the Wu family in Qi State is in charge of people. I and you will go to the national crisis together before the ancestors and ancestors!"

After saying that, holding the dagger that suddenly fell from his sleeve, he cut off a bunch of hair on his shoulders.

Just as King Wu'an and others were hesitating whether to follow the example, they saw ten Xuanyi insults pressing up from behind like ghosts.

The entire Fengxian Hall was shrouded in darkness...

...

On the top of Fusang Mountain, Dongfang Qingye, who was seriously injured, could have some advantages, because Hou Wanqian's injury was heavier than him.

However, he did not continue to fight to the death, because he found that the Master and Prince Huang were "eying" on the side, not saying anything, and even refused to deploy the three talent formations of heaven and earth, and refused to borrow the Shengyuan from him.

It’s okay for the Master, but if he continues to fight, he will only benefit Prince Huang.

Hou Wanqian has the same way to die together, how could he be willing to die together with a bandit?

However, just as he was about to retreat and retreat for the time being to plan for the future, suddenly, Dongfang Qingye's heart was shocked, and a huge shock and panic arose.

He suddenly turned around and looked towards the West, his face, which had always been indifferent, was full of shock and horror.

How could this be?!

His holy path is unstable?

How could this be?!

At this moment, Hou Wanqian took the opportunity to use the highest sword intent skills of the Sword Tomb lineage again:

"Ten thousand!"

"sword!"

"Go back!"

"Zong!"

Billions of swords rose from the sea of ​​clouds and mountains, and finally turned into an unparalleled sword aura that penetrated the sky and the earth, slashing towards the Qingye in the East.

What shocked Dongfang Qingye the most was that when he wanted to avoid this battle and left the battlefield regardless of his face, his retreat was stopped by Master and Prince Huang.

In an instant, Dongfang Qingye finally understood that today's battle was not for Hou Wanqian, but for him Dongfang Qingye!

Why is this happening?

Why is this happening?!
Chapter completed!