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Seeing that Kuiniu was about to break out, and considering its might that had just killed more than a dozen people while being trapped in Kunlongque, all the men in black retreated at the same time.

The next second, what happened was something no one expected.

A pink light mark suddenly shot out from Ling Yi's hand and flew directly onto the forehead of the Kuiniu.

Then it merged into the body of the Kuiniu.

After a moment, the Kuiniu turned into a stream of light and flew into Ling Yi's body.

Ling Yi had learned some contract techniques in the sect before, and was able to sign contracts with strange beasts and take them into his body.

Now, using the powder energy in the body as a guide, it really works.

"Master, take me away from here quickly. They are all bad guys. They actually want to catch me. Woo woo~" A voice came in Ling Yi's mind. The voice sounded like crying, just like a little Lolita crying.

As soon as Ling Yi heard it, he knew it was the strange beast Kuiniu that he had just subdued. He was delighted. He did not expect that the other party was still a little girl. He quickly sent a message to comfort her.

"Don't worry, I will protect you and won't let them take you away."

Then, Ling Yi mobilized all his magic power and swung his sword to kill people in all directions.

Even when the Ghost King attacked him, he did not hesitate to fight him with his palm. Although he was repelled by the Ghost King, he was not seriously injured.

"Damn kid." The Ghost King retreated back into the air and looked at Ling Yi who actually took away the Kuiniu he had been dreaming about. He wished he could tear him into pieces.

But now, the war between the two sides has broken out. There are more and more people on the righteous side, while the evil sect is in disarray, and many people have begun to flee.

Soon, only his Ghost King Sect's people were left.

As a last resort, the Ghost King could only order his men to leave first.

"You won't be so lucky next time, kid."

After leaving behind a cruel remark, the Ghost King left in a hurry.

The great war of righteousness also came to an end here.

Ling Yi didn't seem to care about the harsh words uttered by the Ghost King.

Just now, after Kuiniu entered his body, he communicated with it and knew that Kuiniu was very powerful, but was trapped only because of the formation.

In the future, this Kuiniu will be able to assist him in his cultivation and become his strength. It is only a matter of time before his strength surpasses that of the Ghost King.

Chapter 90: Demonic Conspiracy

See Qingyun again.

When Ling Yi saw Qingyun Mountain again, several months had passed since he last went down the mountain with Lu Xueqi, Tian Ling'er and Zeng Shushu.

The towering mountains that reach into the clouds are still ethereal, solemn and sacred.

With flashes of light, the people from Dazhu Peak finally returned to Dazhu Peak after being away for a long time.

During the great battle between good and evil at Liubo Mountain in the East China Sea, many evil cults and monsters were eliminated by the righteous.

Ling Yi and Lu Xueqi both demonstrated their strong abilities and became famous.

Now that he was back at Dazhu Peak, Ling Yi had planned to have a good rest, but he knew that since he had taken away the Kuiniu that the Ghost King was determined to get, the other party would definitely not give up.

Maybe, like in the original novel, he will join forces with a series of evil cults such as the Poison God to attack the Qingyun Sect in the near future.

He decided that he had to speed up the improvement of his strength.

On the way back.

Ling Yi has already contacted You Ji secretly, and will ask her to come to the foot of Qingyun Mountain when the time comes, and then he will find an opportunity to go down and practice dual cultivation with her.

At the same time, I have to have in-depth exchanges with Master's Wife Su Ru, Master's Uncle Shui Yue, as well as Zhen Yu, Tian Ling'er, Lu Xueqi and other beauties to improve my strength.

Thinking of this, Ling Yi couldn't wait to contact his master's wife Su Ru and his master's uncle Shui Yue.

the other side.

In a secluded mansion in Heyang City.

The Ghost King and Qinglong walked in slowly.

Just as Ling Yi thought, the Ghost King was indeed unwilling to see Kuiniu taken away, and had decided to contact some senior masters and then attack Qingyun Sect.

Along the way, someone respectfully led the Ghost King in and walked straight inside.

This house is naturally the stronghold of the Wan Du Men in Heyang City.

It was today that the leader of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, the Poison God, who was the most senior among the four major sects of the Demon Cult, came here.

A hundred years ago, the Demon Sect and the Righteous Way fought in Qingyun Mountain. They fought directly against the sky and the darkness, but in the end the Demon Sect was still defeated.

After that, the Demon Cult was severely damaged. Among the four major sects, three changed their leaders. Among them, the Ghost King took over the position of the leader of the Ghost King Sect at that time.

But among all the sects, only the old monster Poison God of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect still survived. However, in recent years, he has changed his arrogant style. Even among the evil sects, the Ten Thousand Poison Sect has unexpectedly kept a low profile, and ordinary disciples rarely see this old monster.

Thinking of this, Qinglong couldn't help but frown slightly.

The title of Poison God had been resounding throughout the Demon Cult hundreds of years ago. When he followed the previous Ghost King to conquer the world, the Poison God was already a capable general in the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect. Later, he took over the position of the leader of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect and fought fiercely with the Ghost King Sect in the internal strife of the Demon Cult. Who knows how many grudges he had secretly made?

I just didn't expect that with the passage of time, I would actually work with this old monster.

Qinglong had not seen the Poison God for nearly a hundred years, and he was quite curious. He wondered what the Poison God had become over the years.

If calculated by age, this old monster is probably nearly five hundred years old.

Thinking of this, he suddenly had an idea and looked at the Ghost King who was walking half a body length in front of him. He saw a faint smile on his face and his expression seemed very relaxed, but he could not guess what he was thinking no matter what.

As we walked along, through the courtyard and into the inner hall, everything was quiet and silent, with not a single person in sight.

The place where this powerful person lived was unexpectedly deserted.

Soon, the two saw eight men in brown clothes standing at the door of a seemingly ordinary bungalow in front of them, and the person leading the way also led them towards the house. It seemed that the Poison God should be in this house.

When they got closer, the eight men bowed to the Ghost King together. It was obvious that as the leader of one of the four major factions of the Demon Cult, the Ghost King had a very high status in the Demon Cult.

However, the Ghost King did not show any arrogance. He nodded slightly to everyone, smiled casually, and walked in with Qinglong.

There are windows on the east and west sides of this room, and light shines in. The room is very bright, without any of the feeling that people in the evil cult in this world always stay in the dark.

As for the furnishings, they are extremely simple.

In the middle of the huge room, there was only a table and several chairs. In addition, there was a recliner next to the table. An old man with snow-white hair was lying on it with his eyes closed. Next to him sat a fair-skinned young man in his early twenties, fiddling with the tea set on the table. The aroma of tea wafted in from time to time.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like a peaceful picture of a grandparent and grandchild taking a rest. There isn't even a trace of evil in it!

The Ghost King smiled and walked over. The old man heard the footsteps, opened his eyes, looked at the Ghost King, and smiled, "You're here?"

The Ghost King smiled and said, "Old Senior, it's been a long time since we parted at the Holy Temple. How are you?"

This old man was naturally the notorious poison god. He seemed to have a bitter smile on his face and said, "I'm old and useless."

As he spoke, he seemed unwilling to bring up the topic again, and changed the subject, "Brother Ghost King, you are now the leader of the Ghost King Sect, and your status is the same as mine. If you don't mind, just call me brother. Don't call me senior anymore, I can't bear that."

The Ghost King laughed, looking relaxed, and sat down on the other side of the table, saying to the Poison God: "Old senior, what you said is wrong. Everyone knows that you are highly respected. We are counting on you to take charge of this major event!"

The Poison God seemed to be stunned, and immediately shook his head and said, "No, no."

The Ghost King was about to say something when the young man at the opposite table had already made two cups of tea. He brought them over and said calmly, "Sect Master, Azure Dragon Saint Envoy, please have some tea."

The Ghost King and Qinglong stretched out their hands to take it. The Ghost King looked at him a few more times and saw that the young man had delicate features, but his face looked a little pale. However, since he could accompany the Poison God here, he must have a close relationship with the Poison God.

The Ghost King immediately turned to the Poison God and said, "Who is this..."

The Poison God smiled and said, "He is my last disciple ten years ago. His name is Qin Wuyan. I accepted him because I saw that he had good aptitude. Wuyan, why don't you meet these two seniors? They are well-known figures in our Holy Church. If you can get their care in the future, it will be better than you practicing hard for a hundred years."

Qin Wuyan lowered his head slightly, and it was hard to tell whether the expression on his face was proud or shy. Even his voice did not change, and it was still steady and gentle. He said softly: "Greetings to the Sect Master and the Holy Envoy. I didn't know the etiquette just now, please forgive me."

The Ghost King laughed and waved his hand. Qinglong also laughed and said, "This little brother can serve under the old senior Poison God. He has a bright future. A bright future!"

The Poison God chuckled and said to the two of them, "Children are ignorant, please don't be offended."

The Ghost King shook his hand and laughed, "What are you talking about?"

After a pause, he continued, "But old senior, I came here today because I sincerely want you to take charge of the situation. Let the four factions of us join forces to wash away the shame of Qingyun's defeat and the humiliation of the Holy Temple."

The Poison God was silent for a while, his face seemed a little desolate, and after a long time he said: "Brother, I am already half-crippled, and I am really of no use.

This time our four major sects secretly discussed to besiege Qingyun. Naturally, I cannot fall behind, otherwise I will be sorry for the two saints, Holy Mother of Youming and Heavenly Evil King, and even more sorry for the ancestors of the Holy Religion.

It's just the position of presiding over the overall situation! I think except for your great talent and strategy, no one else can sit in this position! "

The Ghost King frowned and shook his head, saying, "Old senior, you are too kind. I have the least experience among the four great masters. How can I take on the responsibility? Let's put it this way! When Yu Yangzi from Changsheng Hall and San Miao Fairy from Hehuan Sect arrive, we can discuss it together!"

The Poison God pondered for a moment and said, "That's good. They should be here in the next few days. We will meet again then. This is the greatest shame and humiliation that the Holy Church has suffered over the past hundred years. This time, we must demand retribution from the Qingyun Sect."

The Ghost King smiled, sat here for a while, chatted for a while, and then said goodbye to Qinglong.

The Poison God did not force him to stay, and ordered people to see him off.

After leaving the Poison God's residence, the Ghost King and Qinglong blended into the crowd in Heyang City.

The Ghost King suddenly sneered and said, "This old monster is really becoming more and more difficult to deal with."

This sentence was incomprehensible, but Qinglong seemed to understand what he meant and nodded, "Yes, three hundred years ago when our Ghost King Sect was fighting to the death with the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, the old monster was the most ferocious and impulsive, always rushing to the front. Even a hundred years ago, the battle with Qingyun was advocated by him as the leader of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect. It seems that the tragic defeat that year also wore off a lot of his fighting spirit."

The Ghost King shook his head and said, "This is not called losing one's edge, this is called gaining ability. After that battle, the old monster seemed to have come to his senses, and his temper changed all of a sudden. He kept a low profile. In the past hundred years, apart from our Ghost King Sect, the fastest recovering sect was the Ten Thousand Poison Sect. But he refused to take this seat, which is very troublesome!"

As he spoke, the Ghost King frowned and said calmly, "Well, anyway, we have to wait for those two people to arrive before we can discuss important matters. Let's wait for a few days! Oh, by the way, where is Bi Yao? I don't think I saw her all day today."

Qinglong said: "I didn't see it either, but Youji has been with her the whole time, so nothing should happen to her, don't worry."

The Ghost King shook his head, sighed softly, and said nothing more.

After watching the Ghost King and Azure Dragon disappear, the Poison God, who had been calm and even kind-hearted, gradually became gloomy, but did not say anything for a long time.

As for the young man next to him, his temperament seemed even weirder. Even though the Poison God didn't speak to him, he was still happy and was brewing tea on the table with great patience, without any sign of impatience.

After an unknown amount of time, the Poison God suddenly let out a loud sigh and said, "The Yangtze River's back waves push the front waves forward!"

Chapter 91: Youji presents Biyao

The young man named Qin Wuyan turned around, glanced at the Poison God, and said calmly: "Oh! Is that person very powerful?"

The Poison God snorted and said, "His cultivation level is naturally very high, but no matter how high his level is, we are not afraid of him. It's just that he is too cunning, so you must be careful in the future!"

Qin Wuyan smiled slightly, but his tone was still so peaceful, and said: "I know, Master."

The Poison God glanced at him and suddenly sighed, "If your useless brothers had your talent, why would I have to endure all these years?"

Qin Wuyan received the praise from the Poison God, but there was no smug look on his face. He said calmly: "Several brothers are doing their best to serve you, Master."

The Poison God snorted, suddenly reached out to lift the blanket covering his legs, and actually got off the chair and stood up. Now it was seen that he was actually quite tall, with a straight back, and he didn't look sick at all.

It seems that all the actions just now were intended to deceive the Ghost King and Qinglong.

The Poison God paced back and forth in the middle of the room, but Qin Wuyan seemed to be much quieter than his master. Only the sound of the Poison God's footsteps echoed in the room.

At this moment, suddenly, a strange sound came from Qin Wuyan's side, which seemed to be the harsh sound of cicadas chirping in summer.

The Poison God's face changed and he turned to look.

Qin Wuyan took out a small yellow box from under the chair. It was one foot square. The strange sound came from inside.

The Poison God walked over, stretched out his hand and gently opened the lid. Surprisingly, in front of the two of them, on the soft yellow silk in the box, there was a colorful centipede lying. But the most bizarre thing was that the centipede had seven forks at its tail.

If Zhang Xiaofan saw this thing at this moment, he would be extremely shocked, because he had seen this thing when he was a child. It was the "Seven-tailed Centipede", one of the most poisonous creatures in the world.

Qin Wuyan frowned and said, "Since we came to the vicinity of Qingyun Mountain, Xiao Qi seems to be restless, as if he was provoked by something."

The Poison God looked at the seven-tailed centipede carefully, then took out a small lavender pill from his arms, put it in the box, and then closed the box. Soon, the strange sound coming from the box gradually became lower and then disappeared.

After Qin Wuyan carefully put away the box containing the seven-tailed centipede, the Poison God said calmly: "This seven-tailed centipede is a rare treasure in the world. There is only one pair left in the world. They have always been together until death. If they are separated, they will definitely feel it within a hundred miles. Xiaoqi has been uneasy these days, it must be because of this."

The Poison God smiled and said, "Yes, the seven-tailed centipede is a unique species in the world, there is no mistake about it."

As he spoke, he turned his head and slowly gazed into the distance.

In the distance, the towering Qingyun Mountain outside Heyang City reaches into the sky, majestic and almost invincible, surrounded by white clouds and a fairy-like air.

"It's been a hundred years. In the blink of an eye, another hundred years has passed!"

The old man muttered to himself in a low voice.

...............

At the foot of Qingyun Mountain, on an ancient road, there was no one in the two places. The cold wind blew past, bringing a bone-chilling chill.

At this time, two people came up the sparsely populated ancient road. They were not affected by the cold weather at all. Instead, they were talking happily. These two people were Bi Yao and You Ji.