Chapter Four Hundred and Ninety Young Master, Can You Guess

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"What did you say, are you being hunted down?"

The poisonous lady of the Wandu sect heard the words of the devil, not only did not move away, but her eyes were ignited with flames of anger, wishing to cut the devil into pieces, skinned and cramped.

From Mozun's tone, Du Niangzi was able to confirm that the people in Tianmo Temple were hunted down today, it should be true.

But these people actually fled to the Wandumen, they were not at all well-intentioned, they wanted to divert the trouble to the east, and attracted the existence of chasing and killing them to the Wandumen, intending to use the Wandumen to stop them.

"Yes, get out of the way, there is no time to explain."

Mozun found the breath of the poisonous lady, and his face rose again, his face became extremely ugly, because he felt the terrible breath approaching constantly.

"Get out of the way?"

"Master Mozun, are you joking?"

"You guys are planning to bring disaster to the east, and you still want me to let you go!"

"Do you think our Wandumen will be so stupid?"

"You Heavenly Demon Palace are so powerful, you can't compete with each other. Our Wandumen is no match for the opponent. Wandumen has not provoked anyone. We don't want to destroy the foundation because of you."

The poisonous lady's face was extremely cold, and she refused to budge an inch.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Hearing what Poison Lady said, one after another sound of piercing through the air resounded, and all the powerful members of the Wandu Clan stood around Poison Lady's body.

Everyone was extremely vigilant, afraid of being tricked by the people of the Temple of Heavenly Demon.

"Kill them!"

Mozun knew at this moment that it would be impossible to get the people from Wandumen to move away. If they avoided the area of ​​Wandumen, it would take a lot of time.

Once time is wasted, they will definitely die here.

So there was a hideous look on his face, and he decided to kill the Quartet here and kill a bloody path.

"Boom boom boom!"

After Mozun's voice fell, the three elders behind him descended with terrifying supernatural powers on everyone in the Wandu Sect.

"Don't fight with them, use the power of the formation to block them, just delay the time!"

The poisonous lady of the Wandumen also felt the terrifying aura in the distance, her body retreated rapidly, and pushed the formation of the Wandumen to the extreme, and the huge centipede ruthlessly suppressed the Mozun and others And down.

"Boom!"

Mozun and others teamed up to launch a terrifying attack, almost destroying the formation of Wandumen.

Seeing the violently shaking formation, everyone in the Wandu Sect felt terrified, and their eyes were full of horror. They never expected that Mozun and others were so powerful.

So what kind of existence is it that chases and kills Mozun and others like a bereaved dog?

Including the poisonous lady, they are extremely anxious at the moment, very worried that after Mozun and others break through the formation, they will be powerless to resist.

"Mozun, you can't escape, don't struggle!"

"If you touch your son's things, even if you go to the poor and fall to the underworld, you will die!"

When everyone in the Wandumen was feeling uneasy, an incomparably calm voice sounded, and a crack suddenly appeared in the void, and a golden figure stepped out of the crack.

Holding a spear in his hand, the terrifying aura suppressed the mountains and rivers for thousands of miles.

The moment this figure appeared, the bodies of the disciples of the Wandu Sect trembled crazily.

The eyes are full of despair.

They had never encountered such a terrifying existence like this golden figure, and they couldn't feel any fighting spirit in their hearts.

"Damn it!"

At this moment, the faces of Mozun and the three elders became extremely angry.

In the eyes of the few of them, it was because of Wan Dumen's obstruction that the Yellow Turban Warriors chased him up, so they now hated Wan Dumen to the bone.

"A bunch of trash, do you feel it? This existence contains the power of Dao. From ancient times to the present, Dao and our evil ways are incompatible. Even if we die, you Wandu Sect will be buried with us."

"If we block him now, there is still time, maybe we can escape."

Although Mozun was furious, he still held on to his last ray of hope and yelled at the poisonous lady of Wandu Sect.

"Mozun, you are so ridiculous!"

"What kind of person is the son?"

"Do you think that such a peerless figure as Young Master can't even tolerate mere evil ways?"

"Existence is reasonable. The so-called good and evil are just people's opinions. This Ten Thousand Poison Sect is just for cultivating poison, and it doesn't make people burn."

"What is the crime?"

There was a sneer at the corner of the yellow turban warrior's mouth.

"You clowns, do you really think you can escape from my palm?"

"End!"

After the ice-cold voice of the yellow turban wrestler fell, he slowly raised his hand and patted Mozun and others.

The moment his big hand came out, in the void, a terrifying golden hand grew bigger and bigger, and it came towards Mozun and others. This huge arm seemed to be able to cover the sky and block out the sun, and it was extremely terrifying.

"No……"

At this moment, Mozun and the others' eyes were full of horror and despair, because they found that they couldn't even move at this moment, and were completely imprisoned by that breath.

In their pupils, the big golden hand is getting bigger and bigger

, the next moment fell on their bodies.

At this moment, in the eyes of the disciples of the Wandu Sect, the extremely powerful Mozun and others, their bodies instantly turned into blood mist, and there were no bones left.

Couldn't even resist for a moment.

Rumble!

There was a loud bang, and a huge handprint was left on the ground below him.

Looking at the huge handprint and feeling the coercion, everyone in the Wandu Sect trembled one by one, not daring to make any changes, because they knew that if they caused dissatisfaction with this terrible existence, they would deal with waving their hands. Between them, they absolutely died without a place to bury them.

When everyone was thinking about how to beg for mercy, all they saw was that the yellow turban warrior turned around and disappeared, completely ignoring the people from the Wan Du Sect.

Seeing the disappearance of the yellow turban wrestlers, including the poisonous lady of the Wandumen, each of them seemed to have lost all their strength, and the sound of violent breathing was like a fan.

At this moment, the Temple of Heavenly Demon turned into ruins. After the return of the Yellow Turban Warriors, the black scroll that had turned into the sky slowly returned to normal, and the figure of the Yellow Turban Warriors also disappeared in the scroll.

The breath of the picture scroll that had returned to normal was shaken, and two figures appeared in the ruins.

The black and white sages woke up slowly, and at the same time, the picture scroll fell beside the black and white sages, becoming ordinary.

At first glance, it is just an ordinary picture scroll, and nothing extraordinary can be seen.