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Chapter 853: Another Monk

"Daddy, was it really the Purple Faced Bodhisattva who ordered this?" Shen Qingxue walked up to Wang Qinlong and asked curiously.

Wang Qinlong nodded and said: "It should be so. I understand the character of the Lord of the Hall of Heroes. This is in line with her style."

Shen Qingxue frowned and said, "Why is the Hall of Heroes also involved?"

"Isn't this normal?"

Wang Qinlong smiled and said: "Let alone the Hall of Heroes, think about how much influence it would have if an Earthly Immortal really came out. So not only the Hall of Valor, but also other major forces will definitely appear one after another. I’m not worried about the forces of the Xinjiang. What I’m most afraid of now is the intervention of you people from the Nine Paths and Twelve Palaces.”

After a pause, Wang Qinlong said in a deep voice: "The greatest potential danger is actually the Three Saints in this misty mountain."

Shen Qingxue couldn't help but frown.

Yes, the Three Holy Paths are the biggest threat hidden among them!

Look at Poison King Wenke again. At this time, he is controlled by Huang Long's sword energy. No matter what Huang Long asks, he answers truthfully.

This made Huang Long not know what to do with Wenke for a while.

Wen Ke turned his attention to Yun Yi at this time, "Is that your sword slave?"

"Yes." Yun Yi nodded.

"As a swordsman, you are very lucky to have a powerful sword slave. I once had a sword slave."

"Then what?"

"Unlike your sword slave, my sword slave didn't help me much, and even sometimes affected me, so I killed him."

"this……"

Yun Yi was stunned and subconsciously looked at Luo Yunshang.

As a sword slave, you should be angry when you hear such words, right?

But the expression on Luo Yunshang's face was extremely dull. At this time, he just said in an indifferent tone: "It is not uncommon for the sword master to be dissatisfied with the sword slave and kill the sword slave. But for people like him, I don't understand why. Jiange will sell him a sword slave."

"As long as you have money."

Wen Ke smiled slightly and continued to say to Yun Yi: "You, the sword slave, discovered me just now, right?"

"Yes."

Yun Yi nodded and said: "Because you were also a sword master, Yun Shang can feel your aura. Although it is very weak, she can feel that you are still following us around."

"I see."

Wen Ke laughed loudly, and then said to Yun Yi: "Do you want to sell your sword slave? I am willing to pay you a hundred Saint Yuan Dan to buy your sword slave."

"I won't sell it." Yun Yi refused without thinking.

"Two hundred."

"No amount will be sold."

"oh?"

Wen Ke looked at Yun Yi and said with a smile: "This sword slave is your little lover, right? Haha, it is normal for the sword master and the sword slave to have this kind of relationship. It doesn't matter if you don't sell it, then I will find an opportunity to kill you. , and then steal your sword slave."

"Um?"

Yun Yi frowned. Wen Ke had been controlled by Huang Long's sword energy. How dare he speak like this at this time?

There's something wrong with this guy!

Huang Long suppressed Wen Ke with his sword energy. At this time, Wen Ke was still chatting with Yun Yi like this, which made him feel extremely humiliated again.

During this trip to Misty Mountain, as Huang Long, who wanted to overcome the tribulation and become an Earth Immortal, he felt that he was the absolute protagonist.

But why did Yun Yi become the protagonist along the way?

Hearing what Wen Ke and Yun Yi said at this time, he became even more angry. He said in a deep voice: "Wen Ke, I have heard of your name a long time ago. Now you can die by my sword. It’s also your blessing.”

"Yeah?"

Wenke didn't seem to be panicked at all, and just asked: "You want to kill me?"

"What if?"

Huang Long sneered and said: "Whether it was Purple Faced Bodhisattva who asked you to kill me or not, since you are here you must be mentally prepared to die."

"But I don't want to die yet!"

"It's not your turn."

Huang Long sneered, and then without saying much, he used the evil antler sword and stabbed Wen Ke directly in the body.

"Pfft~~"

With a muffled sound, the antler sword pierced Wenke's heart.

Everyone felt a little sorry in their hearts when they saw that this being who was called the Poison King and was feared by countless people died like this.

But the scene that followed shocked everyone.

However, Wenke, who had been stabbed in the heart, softened and then instantly burst into flames on the ground.

Paper man?

Everyone saw that Wenke, who was burning at this time, was not a human being. He was just a paper man. What happened? A man of flesh and blood turned into a paper man?

"Is this puppetry?" Huang Long frowned.

Puppetry?

Yun Yi was stunned. Is there such a magical magic in the world? Moreover, if you have a flesh-and-blood puppet, you may be able to understand it. Now that this living person has become a paper man, it is a bit difficult to understand!

Huang Long glared at Yun Yi fiercely and said, "It's all your fault. If you hadn't talked to him so much, he would never have had the chance to use the puppet technique."

"Yeah?"

Yun Yi sneered and said: "Senior, since you are so powerful, why can't you see through his puppetry?"

"you……"

Huang Long suppressed his expression and was about to explode.

At this time, Wang Qinlong said quickly: "Okay, Old Huang, now our main thing is your overcoming the tribulation. Wenke is just a small role. After you overcoming the tribulation, it will be easy to kill him."

Already."

Huang Long groaned, but in the end he said nothing.

Immediately, everyone continued to set off to Tianchi.

After about an hour's journey, Shangyun Mountain, where Tianchi is located, appeared in front of us.

"Why don't we all use flying?" This one-hour journey was too difficult to walk, Yun Yi couldn't help but ask depressedly.

Shen Qingxue looked up at the sky and said, "I don't know either. I just heard that poisonous fog lingers in the Misty Mountains all year round. Flying at high altitudes is very dangerous, so no one dares to fly in the Misty Mountains.

"

"I see."

Yun Yi also looked up at the sky.

But to be honest, he didn't see any poisonous fog at all, so the authenticity of this rumor needs to be verified.

"Ah~~"

Suddenly, a fierce scream came from far away in the forest.

Everyone looked at each other, was anyone fighting?

Are they from the Three Holy Paths?

Because the direction the sound came from was the direction to Tianchi, and everyone was very curious, they couldn't help but speed up and move forward at this time.

Soon, everyone saw a group of people fighting.

The scene was quite chaotic. There were three parties fighting. One of them was obviously a monk, and the other was something like a savage. However, they were not using stone spears. Instead, everyone was carrying a bow and arrow. It was very wilderness-like.

Original breath.

There is only one third party.

Or, more specifically, there is only one monk.

Seeing this scene, Yun Yi was stunned for a moment. Why is it a monk again?


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