"Since you yearn for the name of the martial arts that are the right way, why do you still do evil?" Dong Huangting said.

"It is better to say that there is no good or bad practice, and practice depends on people's hearts." said the Marquis of Ming.

"You guy looks bad, but you use your words and deeds to practice harmlessness. This is the beginning of a mistake and a major mistake in breaking the precepts. Do you know?" Donghuangyu asked.

"I know, but the immortal saint always talks about God's punishment, but I am confused when I hear it. What is God? To put it bluntly, the powerful saint immortal is controlling everything, isn't it?" said the Marquis of Ming.

"I don't deny it, nor do I refuse, because your point of view is one-sided. Do you know that, let alone the Three Pure Ones, in fact, even the ancestor Hongjun has something he fears." Xiang Jiandao.

"I believe this. Isn't there any founding Yuanling and several powerful Taiqin ancestors above them? Of course, the rumored Lord of Destiny is just a legend, and it cannot be denied that there is a more powerful practitioner in secret control." said the Marquis of Ming.

"It seems that the power has made you realize the facts, that is, the strong are respected, but you who have lost yourself may still be saved, because I know that the great way is the master, as long as you have not yet awakened." Wu Cidi said.

"The Great Dao is the Lord? Have you ever said this to the Blood Marquis who has not yet fallen into a coma? He used to work very hard, but still accomplished nothing, so he became what he is now. This is what you call the Great Dao is the Lord?" Marquis Ming said unhappily.

"This is your bad view. If my guess is correct, this should be a cycle of cause and effect. You may know that his past and present lives can only be treated fairly. After all, if the great way is private, the bad people in the world will not achieve the strength of the saint. May I ask: What kind of disaster will the Black Sheep possess the combat power of the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal bring to the three realms? I think you should be very clear, right?" Xue Jiandao.

"I am very smart and a genius among geniuses. In front of Tao, I abide by the heart of Tao. Now my heart of Tao is to ask the heaven with force. I believe there will be an answer soon."

"No, if you are obsessed with it, you will never have an answer, because you will undoubtedly die. Without a good heart, you will never understand and understand the happiness and pain in the world." Wu Ci Di said.

Marquis Ming looked at the unconscious Blood Marquis. He knew the cause of the defeat of Nine Deaths, and also knew the cause of the confusion of the Blood Marquis, but he did not know the cause of his own confusion.

"Am I really wrong? No, I can't lose to a group of young boys. How long have they lived!" The Marquis of Ming, who kept telling himself and then regaining his mood, began to look at the Three Heroes and Qi Jue Tian in person. Now he realized that these ten people are definitely not ordinary people.

"In the eyes of many people, the life, death, honor and disgrace of ants is insignificant, including myself. I have always believed that as long as I continue to climb and improve, I can reach the realm I want to reach the most. So my secret to Taoism is the "Supreme Art". To put it bluntly, I think only strength is the supreme, and strength is the supreme, which is the so-called "Supreme" in the heart."

"What is the supreme? Everyone has a different mentality and different original intentions, so the answer is different. For the Blood Marquis, immortality is the supreme, and the supreme of the Left Superintendent is an invincible "sword", so it is called the "divine sword". Your supreme is disgusting and surprising. How insignificant it is, but it can overcome hardness like water. This is your pursuit, is this what your famous and upright sects call the so-called persistence?" said the Ming Hou.

"Steal? Maybe, because we just want to eliminate the bad sheep. When we see weak and helpless people, we just help the top leader." Xiang Jiandao.

"I understand that pursuing strength is not a mistake, but excessive pursuit of strength will lead to loss of goodness and becoming difficult to accept all the rivers." Minghou murmured.

"Hey, Marquis Ming, so you are here!" A voice came, but Zuo Jian and Jian Douluo walked in quietly.

"It's you, what are you doing here? Let's walk?" asked Ming Hou.

"The Blood Marquis succeeded, but fell down again, so strange." Douluo said.

"It is my freedom to come and go. It's not good to listen to other people's preachings. Besides, you have forgotten the serious matter. Don't let the Blood Marquis die!" Zuo Guan said.

"Do you think I really want to come here? If it weren't for Mingjun... Forget it, I've come anyway." Minghou said, stretched out his right hand and emitted a soft green light all over his body. Then he put his palm on Xuehou's chest. When the green light entered Xuehou's body and wandered around for a whole world, Xuehou's face improved a little. After only seven breaths, Xuehou's face returned to its original state and woke up from a coma.

"I am not sure about taking out the blood poison, so I have to suppress it in your body first. If possible, I hope not to stimulate the super energy stone with all my strength for the time being, otherwise it will destroy my restriction on suppressing the blood poison. Then you will be paralyzed instantly, so the candidate for Jian Douluo is one of the five marquises will also be implemented. Do you understand?" said the Marquis Ming.

"Blood poison, suppression, ban, this guy?" Xue Hou looked at Wu Jidi with a pale face, very annoyed.

"If you want to solve them, you should forget it? Only they can relieve the poison on your body. If you don't want to die, you have to learn to throw yourself into a rat and avoid weapons." Marquis Ming warned.

"I am afraid of taking a rat? I can't kill him, but I will be controlled by others?" The Blood Marquis roared angrily.

"You really can't help?" Zuo Jian asked with a frown.

"There is a way to cure the Nine Depravities, but I can't learn that magic." Marquis Ming said seriously.

"There are ten people here. If we kill any one of them, we can shake his will. Friendship is priceless, isn't it?" Zuo Guan said.

"You can try it, see if my friend dies so that I can surrender, or if Styx loses a marquis and vents his anger on others. What's more, ten of us act ruthlessly, at least two or three marquises can be killed, right?" Xiang Jianzhenmang said to Mai Mang.

Wu Ci waved his hands one after another, and three long swords that had fallen to the ground because of being bound flew into their hands, "You can try it!"

"You can help you to detoxify, and we will let you leave the Valley of Despair." The left supervisor suggested.

"We will not trade with the Linggong forces. If we insist on death, both sides will be injured. After all, we can grow faster by fighting hard." Xue Jiandao.

"Are you too selfish or too unafraid of death?" Jian Douluo asked coldly.

"We are just ordinary low-level immortals. If we can die with the five marquis of the Underworld, we will make a profit." Xiang Jian said firmly.

"So there is a fight to beat, why don't you call me? Damn it, staying in the Spirit Palace is like staying in a coffin, and your body is about to rust." A ghostly strange sound came, making the people in the tower creepy.

The person who came was Guihou, who looked strange, had poor spirits, and looked listless, making people feel that his strength was not felt.

"Your slutty look like you can never wake up is embarrassing." The Marquis of Ming said in a silly and unpretentious manner.

"This is what my "Dark Golden Dragon Art" has not yet been achieved, but I believe that it won't take long to have a handsome and handsome young figure." Guihou said drunk and yawning.

"Well, is my ghost appearance so conspicuous? Why are you all looking at me?" The Guihou was drunk and looked left and right, then said in a speechless manner: "It turns out it was you... you, you are so... so young and promising. I heard that Jiudu was beaten by you... and you have a future and a future."

Guihou looked at the ten people in a sleepy way, then waved his big hand, opened his five fingers, and grabbed Xiang Jian from the air like a claw: "You... you have good strength, and my dragon claws may not be able to subdue you, little... boy, come on, have fun with me..."

"I'm so happy, are you one of the five marquises?" Xiang Jian asked.

"Five Marquis? Yes... It turns out that I am one of the Five Marquises, hahaha... The King of Ming is too stingy. How can the Five Marquis represent strength? At least you should have seven Marquis and nine Marquis so that you can make it look like the Ling Palace and the Purple Palace." The Guihou said, and suddenly clenched his hands, and his fists, arms, and even his whole body began to emit huge dark golden energy.

Xiang Jian was a little surprised to see a dark golden dragon shadow rising behind Guihou. It seemed that Guihou had a lot of dragon blood bathing in order to practice "Dark Golden Dragon Art".

The domineering dark gold energy began to emit continuously, just like the power of the Heavenly Dao moves in the every move of the Ghost Marquis who appeared in the world. The entire pagoda had already shaken, as if it could not bear the pressure of the Ghost Marquis.

"What a great body. Even a mountain will be knocked to the ground in an instant. Is this still the drunkard just now?" Dong Huangyu said.

"What a domineering physique, I deserve to be one of the five marquises. Let me try your boxer weight!" Xiang Jian said, holding the sword in his right hand and twisting his fist with his left hand. The seemingly ordinary flesh fist was not huge, just like the fist of an ordinary boy, but Gui Hou felt a hint of threat, as if his soul was trembling...

"Good boy, I'm really impatient. Take my blow to the collapse of the boxing, and the Dark Gold Hundred Dragons Domineer!" The Guihou shouted out, his fist came out like the wind, and the great way was revealed. The rules were entangled in the power of the fist, and there was a great power to kill the world.

"Good fist, Hunyuan strike!" Xiang Jian shouted violently, and a faint layer of milky white light on the left fist condensed, which was completely different from the powerful force of Guihou's huge fist, thus forming a trend of one strong and one weak.

"Bang!" The dull bombardment sound was released, and the terrifying punching power was like the water of a big river, which suddenly turned the entire pagoda and cracked layer by layer.

Two punches fight each other, and one move determines the outcome. The powerful bombing made Guihou and Xiang Jian both tremble and numb.

"What's going on? I've practiced the taboo technique for so long, but I was at a disadvantage. You're just a little ghost!" The Ghost Marquis could no longer remain drunk, and seemed to have sobered up all of a sudden.

"The Dark Gold Dragon Art is not as good as this boy named Xiang. Even if he is born with divine power, he should not have the power to compete with the ghost marquis' "Dark Gold Hundred Dragons"!" Left Superintendent said in a lost voice. (To be continued)
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