In the dusk sky, several stars have quietly opened their eyes and looked coldly at the world.

A green light flashed by, and suddenly stopped. The Ten Thousand Poisons Ancestor's face changed drastically, and he showed an incredible look and murmured: "This is impossible, this is impossible, who is it!"

He would never believe that Li Qingshan had this ability. It was the wrong assessment that made him pay a heavy price. He gritted his teeth and a layer of green air rose on his face. He did not hesitate to lose his Taoist movement and speeded away.

When he was about to approach the land where the Ten Thousand Poison Cults fell, he suddenly heard a shout from below, "Master! I am here!"

"Who did it? Who did it?" The ancestor Wandu flashed to Qianliangmu, grabbed his shoulder, and asked viciously.

"Yes... it's Li Qingshan!"

"Only him?"

"And that Xiao An, who used the Tianlong Zen singing to stop us. I saw that the opportunity was wrong and used a large shift talisman. Could it be......"

Although Qian Liangmu escaped, he was still wondering whether he had done something wrong until now. He was worried that if Li Qingshan was not as dangerous as his intuition, how could he explain to the ancestor Wandu? It was not until this moment that he saw the ancestor Wandu's expression that he finally confirmed that he was right, and that things seemed to be even more serious than he thought.

So many people... didn't escape?

"Hmph, you are very good at running away!" The ancestor of Wanpopoison glared at Qian Liangmu.

"Do you deserve to die, please punish me!" Qianliangmu said.

"Forget it, it's rare that you can escape from heaven. After I ascend, you will be the next head of the Wandu Sect. Don't let down your high expectations for being your teacher." The Wandu Ancestor waved his hand and gradually calmed down, looking at the direction of the Wild Man Mountain with a gloomy face.

"Master, what should we do now?"

When he bought the things he had always dreamed of, Qian Liangmu asked carefully, not knowing whether to cry or laugh. Now Li Qingshan and others are afraid that they have escaped back to the Wild Man Mountain.

When Li Qingshan was no longer, he gathered the power of the entire Wanpo Sect and could not break through the Wild Man Mountain, let alone the two of them left now, so he was just a humiliation of his own. But he dared not say this to the ancestor Wanpo.

However, the ancestor Wandu is not a mediocre person. He hasn't suffered such a great loss for many years, so he is careless. After taking this blow, he has made a decision in his heart and ordered:

"You go back to the Wanpo Sect to take charge, and your teacher wants to go to a place! You will never give up until you crush Li Qingshan's bones and ashes."

"Strange, the ancestor Wanpoisons didn't even call him. We rushed back in a hurry!"

Li Qingshan stood on the top of the tower of the main peak of Wild Man Mountain, and put on a pergola in his hand and looked into the sky. He saw the setting sun, the sky was like ink and the moonlight was like water.

"After all, I am the leader of the sect, so I wouldn't be so unwise." Xiao An sat on the edge of the top of the tower, with stars reflected in his eyes, and his long hair was refreshing with the night wind.

"Hey, it's a pity that I'm going to scold him a few more words!" Li Qingshan withdrew his gaze and said with regret.

"He won't swallow his anger. We still need to be careful." Xiao Andu said.

"As long as the King of Nanyue is not attacking in large numbers, who can break the formation of my Tree King!" Li Qingshan said with a smile.

In the valley, the King of Banyan Tree sighed helplessly and was about to bother with this kid again.

"As far as I know, there are still some." Xiao Andao, I hope it is not such a troublesome opponent, otherwise it would be impossible for the foundation of this Wild Man Mountain to be destroyed in one day.

Li Qingshan said: "The world is so great, and there are so many strong people, but we will never let others take control. We will repay the grudges ten times!"

In the Shura field.

"What is your relationship with your man surnamed Li? We have worked hard, but you have the most advantage."

Yin Qing sighed, looking back and forth with her hands behind her back, a bald demon general with mediocre strength and weak intelligence, was King Ma Lu.

"Friends, Malu likes friends!"

Ma Lu touched his head and smiled silly, each of which was holding a green round bead in his hand was filled with powerful spiritual power.

This is the most important spoil of this battle. The ten golden elixirs of the elder of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect. Because their attributes are poisonous, they are useless to Li Qingshan, and they are all thrown to Ma Lu.

These ten poison pills are enough to save Ma Lu from thousands of years. The demon coach is already stable, and his chances of becoming a demon king have increased greatly. This treatment made Yin Qing very envious and admire Li Qingshan a little more.

If one day it would be a good choice to return to Shura and follow such a Shura king, it would seem like a good choice, but now it is still a good time to enjoy this rare vacation.

Yin Qing sat cross-legged and found an exquisite teapot from a pile of treasure bags, pinched a pinch of tea leaves, brewed it with spiritual water, poured a full cup, and the blue smoke curled up and the strange fragrance floated.

Ma Lu stopped looking at the poison pill, but stared at the teacup and kept saliva.

Yin Qing put down the teacup and said, "Hey, you are so disgusting! Forget it, wipe your saliva, I'll treat you to a drink."

"Your Majesty, the cave masters are waiting for the Wild King's Palace. Now please come over and give me a lecture."

Yu Wufeng came to the main peak and bowed to Li Qingshan on the top of the tower, and his attitude became extremely respectful.

Although he was defeated by Li Qingshan in the past and was forced to make a bloody oath, he was always a little dissatisfied. He always felt that Li Qingshan did not leave him alone. However, after today's battle, his mind was greatly impacted.

The Jiange of the South China Sea competed with the Wanpo Sect for many years and always regarded the other party as his old enemy. He wrote countless epics of passionate battles and tragic sacrifices between the Southern Xinjiang and the South China Sea, which turned out to be just a matter of his palm.

"Even if I have survived three heavenly tribulations, I am not his opponent! But the most terrifying thing is that he is only in his thirties!" Not only was he shocked by Li Qingshan's powerful strength, but he also felt like he was breaking his ideas and broadening his horizons.

Li Qingshan jumped down: "Let's go!"

The Wild King Hall is a hall built on the Wild Man Mountain, led by Tian Feilangjun. It uses millions of tons of black basalt and is majestic on the ridge. It is uncarved and exudes the primitive and wilderness atmosphere, and looks particularly deep under the night.

In the middle of the hall is a black rock throne, with ten smaller seats arranged on the left and right below. The nine cave masters have all sat down. Except for the ghost shadow, the cave master is talking and communicating. Tianfei Langjun is the most active.

At this moment, a tall figure appeared at the entrance of the hall, and Li Qingshan strided in.

The cave masters stood up at the same time, leaned over and bowed, "Greetings to the king!" The neat voice rolled and echoed in the empty hall, revealing the same fear and respect.

Li Qingshan walked past them and came to the Black Rock Throne. After examining it, the throne was high above, the base was integrated with the ground, and according to the aesthetics of southern Xinjiang, it was carved into many skeletons. The back of the chair was as rugged as a sword, and the uncarved black rock pierced straight into the sky.

Li Qingshan shook his head, it was just a stone!
Chapter completed!