The invasion of the abyss begins with the Laughing at the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 145 The Plague God Descends
"Hoohoo!"

The weather was not good. Suddenly, a strong wind blew up between heaven and earth, blowing up a sky full of poison, sweeping to every corner of the street, penetrating every hole.

"Quick, take the anti-poison pill."

The leader, Lin Pingzhi, pulled down his visor and gave instructions anxiously.

Then he took out a porcelain bottle from his waist pocket, poured out an amber pill, and swallowed it whole.

The anti-poison pill was developed by Shen Yuanliang based on the "Tongxidilong Pill" found in the body of the Western Poison Ouyang Feng. It can avoid eight out of ten poisons in the world. Even if they are difficult to avoid, it can suppress them for three hours.

Seeing the poison about to float over, hundreds of Iron Guards pulled down their armor in unison and took anti-poison pills, and a cool feeling swept over their bodies.

"Ah! It's so hot! Beauty, I want beauty."

"This is 'I Love a Piece of Chai'. Who threw the poison? I'm going to kill him!"

The poison does not distinguish between friend and foe. At this moment, one or two thousand elite disciples of the Xingxiu Sect were dumbfounded. They reaped the fruits of their own actions. How happy they were just now, how much they regretted it now.

On the silent street, there was a large area of ​​white, and all kinds of unbearable sounds were like waves of devilish sounds, pouring straight into Shen Yuanliang's ears.

"Lin Pingzhi, quickly deal with this mob."

Unable to bear to watch, Shen Yuanliang waved his hand, signaling the Iron Guard to act quickly. It was too shocking to the eyes, and he should go back and wash his eyes later.

With a "puff" sound, the Iron Guards holding goose-feather knives and killing from the beginning to the end of the street with expressionless faces, skulls rolled all over the ground, leaving only pairs of eyes full of lust.

The birth of Manggu Zhuha foreshadowed the coming of the plague god to earth, causing countless deaths and injuries, and it turned out to be true!

"A bunch of rubbish, they can't even handle such a small matter."

Sitting in the sedan chair, Ding Chunqiu waved the palm-leaf fan in his hand, and powerful internal force gushed out, rolling the poison into the sky.

For a moment, the blue sky was colorful, like a dyeing factory.

When the poison had dissipated, the people in the martial arts world who were watching secretly looked up and saw that on the bluestone-paved street, there were one or two thousand elite disciples of the Xingxiu Sect, which at first looked like a large crowd.

At the moment, there are only a few dozen scattered people and the only people like Zhaixingzi, A Zi and others beside the old monster Ding Chunqiu. It's so miserable!

"Do your own fault, don't live."

Glancing at the corpses scattered all over the street, Shen Yuanliang felt no sympathy at all.

Five Poison Powder, Yin Yang Harmony Powder, I Love a Piece of Firewood, etc., you know what kind of poison this is as soon as you hear the name. A group of evil people who do all kinds of evil, rape and plunder, they deserve to die.

"Boy, tell me your name."

Even though one or two thousand elite disciples were killed or injured, Ding Chunqiu still looked indifferent and did not even look at them.

For Ding Chunqiu, disciples are only used to strengthen his morale and collect resources. When one batch dies, he will recruit the next batch. The thing that this world has the most is people.

"My name is Shen Yuanliang, 'Yuan' means the beginning of a new cycle, and 'Liang' means a kind nature."

"Later, when you go to the underworld and report to the King of Hell, don't forget my name."

Walking on the sticky street, Shen Yuanliang squinted his eyes and spoke calmly.

"Shen Yuanliang, no matter what your relationship with that old man Wuyazi is, you will definitely die today."

After saying that, Ding Chunqiu soared into the sky, like a hunting eagle, and pounced on Shen Yuanliang. Every move he made was full of viciousness, and each time he hit him in the face from a tricky place.

"boom!"

After three rounds, Shen Yuanliang used the "Big Stone Smashing Hand" to block Ding Chunqiu's fierce poisonous palm.

Suddenly a breeze blew, and as his robe fluttered, a cloud of white smoke gushed out from Ding Chunqiu's sleeves, as fast as lightning.

"Hahaha, kid, this is my Three Laughs Xiaoyao Powder, which is made from poisonous snakes, scorpions, centipedes, poisonous toads, and poisonous spiders." "If you are poisoned by the Three Laughs Xiaoyao Powder, you will die after laughing three times."

Standing three meters away from Shen Yuanliang, Ding Chunqiu stroked his gray beard and said proudly.

After betraying the Xiaoyao Sect, Ding Chunqiu fell into evil ways and studied various poisonous skills in the Xingxiu Sea. Among them, the Three Smiles Xiaoyao Powder was his most proud masterpiece, and no one could detoxify it.

"Master, are you okay?"

Dongmei, who was waiting nearby, came up to Shen Yuanliang and asked with a worried look on her face.

The reputation of the old monster Ding Chunqiu from the Star Constellation was known to everyone in the entire Song Dynasty. He was especially good at using poison, which made all forces extremely wary of him.

Even though they had only been in this world for a short time, Dongmei and the others had heard about Ding Chunqiu's deeds. His danger level was even higher than that of the sweeping monk in Shaolin Temple, and no one could match him.

After all, there are many poisons in the world that are difficult to cure.

"It's okay. How can a mere Three Smiles Free Powder be a problem for me?"

"Don't you think so, Honghong?"

Before, Shen Yuanliang was a little afraid of Ding Chunqiu.

After mastering the third version of "Iron Shirt", Shen Yuanliang became as invulnerable to swords and knives as Bodhidharma, and immune to water and fire. Even intestinal poison was of no use to him.

However, all kinds of strange poisons still pose a threat to Shen Yuanliang. After all, immunity to all poisons is relative.

Unfortunately, man proposes, God disposes. Shen Yuanliang had just signed a contract with the Manggu Zhuha. As a pet, he had to pass the test of it no matter what kind of poison it was.

As the mount of the God of Plague, what kind of poison could stump Manggu Zhuha?

"Jiang Ang, Jiang Ang."

The Manggu Zhuha lying on Shen Yuanliang's shoulder glanced at Ding Chunqiu with disdain, then took a big gulp, and all the Three Smiles Xiaoyao Powder that had invaded its body was swallowed up by it.

In an instant, all the discomfort in the body disappeared.

"No way, this is impossible."

Seeing that Shen Yuanliang was unharmed, Ding Chunqiu's face turned ferocious, and his vicissitudes of life eyes were full of disbelief.

As the developer of Sanxiao Xiaoyao Powder, Ding Chunqiu knew too well the dangers of this poison. Precisely because he knew it so well, it was even more difficult for him to believe it at this moment.

"Is this the Manggu Red Halibut? I must get it."

Then, Ding Chunqiu stared at the two-inch-sized Manggu Red Clam, and a sense of greed surged in his heart.

With a "whoosh", Ding Chunqiu pounced again. The aura of the Grand Master of Celestial Phenomena soared into the sky, his hair and beard stood upright, and the green internal force condensed in the palm of his hand.

"Boy, even if you are not afraid of poison, you are dead this time."

"The Great Method of Transforming Power."

Grabbing Shen Yuanliang's wrist, Ding Chunqiu performed the "Energy Transformation Method", and all the toxins accumulated in his body for countless years poured into Shen Yuanliang's body, trying to turn his strange "internal force" into nothing.

"Jiang Ang, Jiang Ang."

With a big gulp, the colorful toxin was sucked into the body of the Manggu Red Clam, leaving not a drop behind. Shen Yuanliang's face gradually turned from pale to rosy.

"The test results are out, and it's time for you to die."

Grandmaster Tianxiang's martial arts skills are indeed unique in the entire Song Dynasty. However, Shen Yuanliang has already broken through the fourth realm of martial arts and cannot be compared with Grandmaster Tianxiang who is in the third realm.

If it wasn't for testing the Manggu Zhuha, and if the old monster Ding Chunqiu in front of him was not the best test subject, Shen Yuanliang would have slapped him to death with one palm.

(End of this chapter)