Outside the Mortal City, the Poison King had already revealed his true face, and his cultivation level had reached the peak of the Immortal. A powerful pressure burst out from him.
"Hahahaha, I hid in Mortal City for thirty-six years and finally left that ghost place!"
The Poison King was opening his arms to breathe the free air, laughing loudly, and enjoying the joy of freedom.
"Wine maniac... I want to see who you are, and you dare to enter the Mortal City twice!"
A cold light flashed across the poisonous king's eyes, which were as cold as a poisonous snake. It was obvious that the one he held the most hated in the Mortal City was the drunkard.
But just when he was about to go inquire about the news, a divine thought suddenly appeared in front of him. Is it not the old monster of poison or who?
"Save all the people! I once said that as long as you leave the Mortal City, you will be killed. You will finally wait for you for so many years."
The old poisonous monster's gloomy and hoarse voice sounded, and his eyes were filled with Taotian's anger.
The Poison King, no... Now it should be said that he was looking at the Poison Monster with horror, "I'm really not dead? I've been killed by them!"
He had forced himself to hypnotize himself that the old poison monster was dead, so he could defeat the seven evil people in the sky battlefield and leave the Mortal City. But now he just came out and encountered the old poison monster's divine thought, which made him fall into despair.
"thump!"
The people of the people made a quick decision, knelt on their knees, and kept begging: "Master, please spare my life! I was helpless to leave back then. This time I returned to make up for the mistakes of that year. I hope Master will give my disciple a chance!"
"The traitor must die!"
The old poisonous monster snorted coldly and pointed to the void. The poisonous gas filled the sky, and countless poisonous insects emerged out of thin air, which instantly swallowed the people.
"ah……"
Duci people let out a painful and miserable scream. Even with his current cultivation level, he had no power to resist the divine consciousness of the old monster. After all, his ability was given by the old monster.
"Master, I was wrong... I let me go, I am willing to do anything for you."
The pain came from the throat.
"Noisy!"
However, the old poisonous monster did not have any emotional fluctuations. He snorted coldly and shook his fingers. He saw that the poisonous fog in the sky changed into a poisonous dragon, directly piercing through the body of the people. He only felt that the vitality in his body was being wiped out. I recalled that
The past of this life showed a hint of regret in his eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Wine-fighting... Zhang Fan... you lied to me..."
After saying that, his body turned into a ray of white smoke under the corrosion of the black dragon and completely disappeared between heaven and earth.
"But why did this kid run out at this time after hiding in Mortal City for so many years? Is it related to the two people he mentioned?"
The old monster poisoned a little confused, but he also knew that the pseudonyms were used in the Mortal City, so he didn't think much about it and his divine thoughts disappeared here.
It was just a pitiful way to save the people. I finally left the Mortal City and thought I was going to start a new free life, but I didn't want to come out and was killed by the poisonous monster before I took a few breaths.
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Outside the fireworks building, Qian Fugui was wandering anxiously. Although he saw the Poison King heading to the sky battlefield and leaving the Mortal City, he didn't know what Zhang Yi and the others were doing?
Until he saw several familiar figures appearing in front of him and jogging all the way, the fat on his body trembled, and his whole body seemed a little funny.
"You are back, but you didn't worry me."
Qian Fugui bent down and put his hands on his knees, and said in a stalemate.
"Oh, you're running for a while and we have to worry about you."
The drunkard joked with a smile.
After a while, Qian Fugui finally recovered and kept asking about the situation at that time. He was like Princess Zi Ling possessed him. Fortunately, Princess Zi Ling was keen on this and talked endlessly with him.
Telling the scene at that time, there are only a bit of exaggerated elements.
The elder brother killed hundreds of corpses with one sword, the Zhuge divine crossbow pierced the body of the poison king, and Qian Fugui was stunned when he heard it, and his eyes looked at Zhang Yi with a little more admiration.
But Princess Ziling only did not mention the highlight moments of the drunkard.
"Jiu'er, I find you have any objections to being a teacher!"
The drunkard said with a bad look.
"How do I say this? I'm telling the truth."
Princess Ziling chose to pretend to be stupid at this time, straightened her chest and said tough.
"Rebellious disciple! Look at the beating!"
Of course, the price of pretending to be stupid is a lesson from the drunkard.
"Senior Brother, help me!"
Princess Ziling protected her head with her hands and hid behind Zhang Yi screaming. The picture was so disharmonious.
The few people returned to the fireworks building while laughing all the way. Qian Fugui had already prepared the best food and food here and waited for their triumphant return.
Now only one beggar left to the lord of the four villages died, and the entire mortal city has undergone earth-shaking changes. All these changes have been caused by Zhang Yi and his three masters and disciples, so Qian Fugui has taken care of it.
With a full wine glass, I drank a big sip and said, "Everyone, I don't know how many people you have benefited from the Nanzhai Poison King this time. I would like to thank you for the people of the Mortal City."
"The four villages have all the beggars except for the beggar seniors, and they are all borers, squeezing the blood and sweat of ordinary people and rising up. Now they are all dead. I think there is no need to divide the mortal city in the future. The city is the city, where did it come from?
Four villages?”
"What do you think?"
Taking advantage of the alcohol and the fun of Qian Fugui, he expressed his truest thoughts in his heart. He had never left Mortal City in his life. He had a very deep relationship with Mortal City, so he naturally wanted to do something for Mortal City.
"We are just passers-by, just ask the beggar."
The drunkard was facing the delicious food on the table regardless of his image, and he was not able to make money and wealth.
The beggar is also a virtuous person with a drunkard. He doesn't seem to care about these things at all. He holds a chicken leg in his hand and keeps shaking his greasy palms and says, "I'm not interested in these things. My original purpose is to give those homeless people.
It’s just a place for people who have returned. Now my goal has been achieved, so you can do other things.”
In this way, in a few words, the two of them pushed everything to Qian Fugui. Of course... this made Qian Fugui happy too.
While several people were cheering and changing cups, the Mortal City Artifact Spirit announced Zhang Yi and their future opponents in the same way yesterday. The ratio was still one to one, but the opponent had a slight change.
Since there will be a battle tomorrow, Zhang Yi and Princess Ziling did not stay at the wine table for a long time. When the time comes, they say goodbye and leave to prepare for tomorrow's battle.
No matter who the opponent is tomorrow, you must do your best. This is responsible for your own life.