Chapter six hundred and twenty first poisonous death
Of course, the ancestors of Hedao, who were extremely skilled in cultivation, had already set up isolation zones around themselves, but they watched the battle calmly.
Just at this moment, the scene changed again.
I saw Calabash Baby, who was originally wrapped in poisonous smoke, standing on the stage with a sarcastic look on his face.
The yellow-skinned gourd in his hand was opening its big mouth, absorbing all the poisonous smoke that filled the sky.
"Is this all you have? I really look down on you!"
Calabash baby is very mean-mouthed and keeps making sarcastic remarks.
The monks who originally looked down upon him suddenly looked at him with admiration.
However, they also think that Calabash Baby may be relying on the magic weapon.
Poison Saint was so angry that his face became gloomy.
Although he could see that Calabash Boy was trying to provoke the general, he was already riding a tiger and was unable to get off. If he didn't teach the other side a lesson, he was afraid that he would lose all his face.
Immediately, Poison Saint made up his mind and took action himself to attack Calabash Baby.
In an instant, the field was filled with gray-green auras, and the Poison Saint drew out streaks of auras, all of which hit Calabash Baby.
This suspended platform can only withstand attacks from those below the Yuan Shen level, so how can it withstand the magic power of the Hedao Ancestor.
Therefore, Calabash Baby jumped into the air and shouted: "If you dare, let me have a fight with you in the sky!"
After that, he turned around and flew towards the starry sky.
"Ancestor, kill that kid, you are really too arrogant!"
There were monks from the Green Star shouting loudly.
Since the Poison Saint had already taken action, he certainly would not give up and naturally followed him.
Seeing this, everyone onlookers naturally followed him to watch this rare battle.
Master Tailin was about to leave, but he saw that his apprentice was sitting still and showed no signs of getting up.
Among the disciples under his command, except for the eldest disciple Jing Hui who looked anxious, the rest of the disciples looked relaxed and not worried at all.
He rolled his eyes, immediately lowered his buttocks, and sat tightly, without any gaps leaking out.
Fairy Taiyue, Ao Lin and the other female cultivators looked at each other and sat steadily, smiling at everyone's actions.
Master Taiyuan over there had already stood up, but upon seeing this, he sat down again.
However, Jin Ling couldn't wait any longer, and had already unsheathed his sword and rushed out of the sky.
Now, everyone was curious.
Could it be that that boy, who is so different from his appearance, can actually make these people not worried at all?
Fairy Yu Heng from Piaomiao Immortal Palace asked curiously: "Fellow Taoist Tailin, are you really not worried about your disciple's failure?"
"The Poison Saint once managed to escape from the siege of several Hedao Ancestors. Now he must be even more terrifying."
Her words were well-intentioned.
The two sects were originally allies, so she naturally didn't want to see Calabash Baby fall at the hands of the vicious Poison Saint.
Unexpectedly, Master Tailin smiled reservedly and said with confidence: "Maybe in a short while, Pindao's disciple will return in triumph!"
When he said this, he didn't feel confident.
However, this does not prevent him from pretending to be calm and calm.
Fairy Yuheng suddenly looked at him with an unkind expression.
Is this guy treating her like a three-year-old?
She wanted to see how she would mock him if he didn't change his mind after a while.
Fairy Yu Heng was thinking in her heart when she heard an extremely arrogant voice coming from the air: "You have already left the table before I arrived. You really don't give me face!"
The monks who were still on the suspended platform were all shocked and looked towards the source of the sound.
But I saw a colorful Luan and Phoenix chariot slowly stopping at the edge of the suspended platform.
This phoenix chariot is driven by seven birds of different colors and in different stages of spiritual transformation, and is extremely luxurious.
Behind the colorful Luan and Phoenix chariot, eight Hedao demon cultivators were following, looking towards the crowd.
The auras of these demonic cultivators were so powerful that everyone felt a little heavy for a moment.
They couldn't help but look at Master Tailin and other members of the Immortal Sect.
However, Master Tailin raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Since you are already here, why don't you come out quickly? Where can you find the frame?"
A burst of laughter suddenly came from inside the phoenix chariot: "What do you think of this emperor's outfit? I have been looking for it for a long time before I found seven different colors."
As soon as he finished speaking, an extremely beautiful person with an indistinguishable male and female appearance emerged from the colorful Luan and Phoenix chariot, wearing colorful feathers.
As soon as this man appeared, he seemed to light up the sky and outshine the sun. Everyone was stunned for a moment.
Seeing that everyone was shocked by his charm, Kong Yu couldn't help but feel even more proud.
However, he glanced at the suspended platform with many empty seats, and said somewhat unhappily: "Why are you so ink-stained when you have nothing to do?"
These words made everyone present feel ashamed.
That was a big battle between the people of Hedao. Normally, if we don't fight for a month, how can we see the outcome?
However, there are also smart people who have a vague feeling that these people really are not worried about that kid.
Perhaps, the Poison Saint is unlikely to capsize in the gutter this time.
Thinking about it this way, they actually started waiting expectantly.
Who said that Poison Saint's methods were too ruthless, and many people couldn't stand it for a long time.
With these few words, Fairy Yuheng couldn't wait anymore and hummed to Master Tailin: "Fellow Taoist Tailin, are you talking big words this time? Is your disciple back?"
Master Tailin blinked, pointed to the top of his head and said, "Isn't he just back? Fairy, please look!"
Fairy Yuheng was stunned and quickly looked up.
Beyond the starry sky, I saw a fiery red silk ribbon being slowly put away by Calabash Baby and tied around his waist.
Then, he patted the dust on his hands, turned around and broke through the atmosphere, landing on the suspended platform in an instant.
"Ancestor!"
The monks on the Green Planet were immediately frightened to death and screamed wildly.
They rushed to the stars, but came back empty-handed.
Fairy Yuheng looked at Calabash Baby in disbelief, and then released her spiritual consciousness to scan the starry sky several times without giving up, but she didn't see even a single figure.
Suddenly, her body trembled, her consciousness stared at a handful of dust floating in the starry sky, her beautiful eyes widened.
If she read it correctly, the dust with a slightly sweet smell was the ashes that fell after the death of Poison Saint?
This surprise is no small matter.
Fairy Yuheng quickly asked the disciples who followed to watch: "You saw the battle, what was the result?"
A disciple secretly glanced at Calabash Baby and replied: "To be honest with the Supreme Elder, as soon as we flew out of the starry sky, we saw that senior commanding the flames formed by Hong Ling, which instantly burned the Poison Saint. Turned into ashes."
The disciple swallowed his saliva and said with some lingering fear: "This disciple has never seen such a terrifying flame. Even the ancestor of Hedao like Poison Saint couldn't hold on for three breaths. He couldn't get rid of it at all. He could only watch helplessly. Watch yourself being burned to death!"
After the man finished speaking, he glanced at the red silk around Calabash Wat's waist, and his body shook a few times.