Chapter 670: Rendezvous

Su Tang had already left, but there was still a dead silence in the ground stream, and after a long time, the old man muttered, "The news we got ...... Is it true? How old is Su Tang? Can he break through the bottleneck of the Great Sage...... Even the Great Sage of Helan has to bow down!"

"He hasn't broken through yet. The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "His spiritual power will be so terrifying, nine times out of ten it is because of his magic costume!"

"It doesn't matter if he breaks through or not. Dou Ko turned around slowly, with an angry look in his eyes: "Bi Dangxiong, where did you get the news? If Su Tang was really January 1, he would definitely not give up like this!"

"Yes, I felt something was wrong. Kong Meng nodded: "If I were January 1, I would definitely keep all of you as much as possible." ”

"Kongmeng, others can question me, but you can't!" The middle-aged man said angrily: "Because I disturbed Jiang Lao's cultivation, it was your sister Kongsang who brought these Green Sea guards out!"

Kongmeng was stunned, then smiled wryly and closed his mouth again.

"I believe in Kong-san. The beautiful woman who had been standing beside Dou Ko suddenly said, she remained silent, and this was the first thing she said.

"Colorful, I'm not suspicious of Kong-san. Dou Ko said: "I'm only worried...... She's been deceived too!"

"Did you sense the breath on that mutated silver locust?" the old man abruptly changed the subject.

"That breath...... More intimate and powerful than what I felt in the Green Sea Temple. The middle-aged man named Bi Dangxiong said slowly: "Is it a fate elf......

"If that mutant silver locust has a destiny spirit hidden in its body, then Su Tang is the master of destiny!" Dou Ko sighed: "The last time I saw him at the Demon God Altar, I was already suspicious, but I didn't dare to believe it, and now I ...... Still can't believe it. ”

"I can have the inheritance of the magic costume, and I am the master of life, hehe...... Will there be such a lucky person in the world?!" Kongmeng said: "However, if Su Tang is really the master of life, then I can understand why Brother Bi wants to get rid of Su Tang with such fanfare." ”

"I thought he was ...... January 1," Bi Dangxiong muttered, and then understood something, and immediately became furious: "Kongmeng, what do you mean? Tell me clearly?!"

"What do I mean, you really don't understand?" Bi Dangxiong's temper is very bad, and he is about to get angry at every turn, which makes Kongmeng's endurance reach the limit.

"Kong Meng, are you saying that Jiang Lao deliberately falsified the news of Kong Sang, and then wanted to borrow everyone's hands to get rid of Su Tang?!" Bi Dangxiong said coldly.

"I didn't say it, you said it yourself. "Empty road.

"Alright, you two, don't make any noise. Dou Ko sighed: "Whether it is Zhou Buyi thousands of years ago or Wu Kang seven hundred years ago, it has nothing to do with Jiang Lao, Kongmeng, it is wrong for you to say such nonsense." ”

"Yes, when Zhou Buyi died, Jiang Lao was not yet born, and when Wu Kang died, Jiang Lao had been in retreat in the green sea. The old man said: "Empty, don't follow the crowd and put all the fault on Jiang Lao." ”

"Hehe......" Sora Meng smiled, he seemed to sense that he had lost his words, and turned his head to look elsewhere.

In the South China Sea, under the stage of the evil monarch, Hu Yiqing slowly walked out of the cabin, looking at the sky, more than a dozen flying coffins were connected in a row, condensed into a rooftop, and slowly fell down.

Hu Yiqing walked slowly to the rooftop, the sailors on the ship were carrying things back and forth, this batch of goods was not much, there were more than a dozen bulky iron barrels, which contained fire essence, all of which were used to refine medicine for Gu Suifeng, and there were also some necessities for life, such as wine, food, clothes, etc., the secret realm of the Evil Monarch Terrace had just been developed, and many things could not be self-sufficient.

The sailors brought all their things over, and the rows of flying coffins slowly rose into the air, through the sea of clouds, to the tomb of the evil king.

Ye Fushen was standing on the edge of the cliff, he was responsible for manipulating the flying coffin, seeing Hu Yiqing's figure, Ye Fushen smiled, and then nodded: "Xiaoqing, you're back." ”

"Hmm. Hu Yiqing responded.

"Your face is not very good, so let's rest for a few days when you come back. Ye Fu said.

Hu Yiqing suddenly thought of something, and her eyes fell on Ye Fushen's face: "Mr. Ye, you know it too, right? What you said to me last time...... Did you deliberately sue me?"

"Don't blame me, I'm just doing what I'm told. Ye Fushen smiled and said: "If you want to blame, blame your master, it's what he said, you must be hidden first, so that you can hide the people in the Hall of Death." ”

"Hehe......" Hu Yiqing showed a helpless wry smile.

"You're back a little late. Ye Fu said.

"Baolan said, it was explained by the master, after the people from the Hall of the Dead appeared, the connection between Dark Moon City and the Evil Monarch Terrace would be completely cut off, and I would not be able to come back until the old locust tree in front of the gate of Qianqi Peak Mountain bloomed. Hu Yiqing said.

"Did you find anything wrong on the way?" Ye Fushen asked.

"You mean...... Will the people from the Hall of the Dead follow me over?" Hu Yiqing shook his head: "I've been paying close attention, but I haven't been able to find anything, they should be cowardly, I'm afraid Shizun will miscalculate this time." ”

"That's it......" Ye Fu groaned for a while: "Xiaoqing, then you go down first." ”

"Hmm. Hu Yiqing answered, and then she walked slowly towards the cave.

At this time, on the cargo ship below, several sailors noticed that something was wrong and stared blankly at the sea.

There was a wave on the sea, and it was slowly approaching this side, they were all old sailors, and they knew that such a wave could only appear if the sea ship was sailing, but the sea was clearly empty, and there was nothing.

Ye Fushen also walked into the cave, on the side of the suspended desk, there was a hammock, he fell on the hammock as usual, thinking about his thoughts.

The sailors worked hard to move the goods into the cave, and they were busy back and forth for a while, and finally they were all busy, and the sailors led by him smiled at Ye Fushen and said, "Mr. Ye, where is the list of the next batch of goods?"

"It's good if you bring a few more barrels of fire essence, we don't want anything else for the time being. Ye Fu said.

"Understood. The sailor bowed, and then led the sailors out.

In a moment, the sailor who fell behind suddenly felt that his eyelids were sour and astringent, and he could not open them no matter how hard he tried, and then suddenly found that the skin on his hands and arms had become as rough as the bark of an old tree, and he opened his mouth to shout, but he could not make a sound, and his body could not move, so he could only watch his companions talk and laugh and walk forward.

In less than a breath, the luster in the sailor's eyes dimmed, and after a few more breaths, his clothes gradually rotted, and wisps of black blades of grass grew one after another, covering his whole body, making him look like a dry stump.

One by one, the sailors who walked out also froze, and the rooftop of the flying coffin was still waiting silently, but no one would come out of it again.

Ye Fushen, who was lying in the hammock, waited for a while, and found that something was wrong, so he hurriedly got up, and then found something, and his eyes turned a little bit.

Pale gray ripples flashed, and eight or nine people, men and women, old and young, suddenly appeared in the cave, and they gathered around the desk, quietly staring at the three evil monarch orders that glittered on it.

At the same time, the sailors let out an exclamation on the cargo ship under the Evil King's Stage, because a large warship appeared beside them very suddenly, covered with a dark blade of grass, and hundreds of people with weapons staring at them expressionlessly.

"Elder Yi, this is the Evil Monarch's Order, right?" an old man muttered.

"Shangzuo envoy, I've only heard of the Evil Monarch's Order, but I haven't seen it with my own eyes, so you might as well ask that guy. A bewitching woman in a floor-to-ceiling dress with a hundred flowers replied with a grin.

Ye Fushen was like a frog that saw a poisonous snake, and he didn't dare to move.

"Don't ask, I know this is the Evil Monarch's Order, but ...... It seems a little weird. The old man said, and then reached out and grabbed the Evil Monarch Heavenly Order, which was the most radiant.

Boom...... The Evil Monarch Heavenly Decree suddenly released a thousand rays of light, and several people with poor cultivation couldn't help but let out a muffled snort, especially the bewitching woman wearing a hundred flowers floor dress, staggered back a dozen steps, and finally a middle-aged man took a step forward and blocked the golden light with his body, and she barely stood firm.

The old man's hand gripped the Evil Monarch's Heavenly Order, and the pale gray aura he exuded was competing with the Evil Monarch's Heavenly Order's divine thoughts.

"Ancient Divine Thoughts...... It's really amazing!" Small beads of sweat appeared on the old man's head: "Even the spiritual weapon of the main hall can't suppress it......"

"Maybe I can do something. The other old man said, and then he walked out slowly, and a dark blue elixir was turned out in his hand.

Just then, a crisp voice came from the other end of the hole: "My dear good brother...... I thought you would have died a long time ago, but I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it......" With the words, Sikong Cuo's figure appeared, her eyes staring at Sikong Xingye deadly, murderous.

The group of people on the opposite side were stunned, because Sikong Cuo appeared too suddenly, and the old man who grabbed the Evil Monarch Heavenly Decree slowly put down the Heavenly Order, and looked at Sikong Cuo with a suspicious gaze.

Of course, a person who is wrong poses no threat, but her sudden appearance is clearly an ominous omen.

Sikong Xingye withdrew the pill into his waist, looked back at Sikong Coo coldly, and was silent.

"Little mistake, he ...... Is he the Medicine King Sikong Xingye?" another voice appeared, and Ning Zhanqi walked slowly out of the dark corner.

"That's right, it's him. "I replied word by word.

"After all, you are brothers and sisters, blood is thicker than water, what is there that cannot be solved?" another voice continued.

"Huo Mingshi, don't you dream, what's the matter? You still want to recruit him?hehehe......" Sikong Cuo showed a strange smile.