The Blood Song of the Three Realms Chapter 325: Yin and Yang pull machine (2)

In countless private rooms, the immortals who had already picked up the wine glasses, cups, and bowls pressed the wine utensils heavily on the wine table.

The fairy who already had a sip of wine in his mouth sprayed the wine all over the floor with a 'poof', and then all kinds of fairy fires quickly burst out of their mouths, dispelling any toxins that might be in their mouths. Burn it clean.

There are still some immortals who have already swallowed the wine, and there are about 30% of such immortals. Hearing Yin Xuege's shout, these immortals jumped up in fright. They hastily urged their immortal power to spit out the wine in their stomachs, but they discovered in horror that there was no drop of the wine they had just swallowed. , all integrated into their fairy bodies.

"The wine is really weird! It disappears completely when it enters the stomach!" Several dao venerable masters who had been recruited yelled in panic.

There was a great chaos in the restaurant, and tens of millions of immortals gathered in the restaurant that stretched for more than 30,000 miles like a long dragon, and all of them were golden immortals or above. Tens of millions of golden immortals started commotion at the same time, and the roof of Qinglian Zuixian Tower exploded.

The waiters and maids who came and went in the restaurant exclaimed again and again, being imprisoned by the immortals one after another.

Some unlucky Xiaoer was imprisoned by dozens of golden immortals at the same time. How could they withstand such power with their meager cultivation, and they were crushed into meat paste almost instantly.

Some immortals who were born in the magic way grabbed the maids around them without saying a word, and directly grabbed their heads with five fingers, using the soul search technique to search for their memories of the past few days. There were endless screams, and these maids who had been searched for their souls disappeared in the blink of an eye.

In the Qinglian Zuixian Tower, there are endless screams. In order to serve tens of millions of immortals, there are at least ten times as many mistresses and maids in the restaurant. These juniors and maids with low cultivation were controlled in just a few breaths, and at the same time hundreds of thousands of people were wiped out by the soul search technique.

A daoist with the highest cultivation level spoke loudly: "Which fellow daoist reminded me? We will remember this favor. Hmph. Li Zuixian, get out and give us an explanation. Don't think you have With Taoist Kong Miao as the backstage, you can do whatever you want!"

Countless immortals roared at once, clamoring for Li Zuixian to get out and give them an explanation.

Although Li Zuixian has Kongmiao Daozu as the backstage, everyone knows it. Kongmiao Daozu is the strongest, the most unfathomable, but also the most reasonable one among the six Buddhas and the Six Paths. Li Zuixian poisoned countless fellow Taoists, this kind of thing was known by Kongmiao Daozu, the unlucky one must be Li Zuixian, and even his father, the true disciple of Kongmiao Daozu.

There was a melancholy sigh, Li Zuixian, who was wearing a white gown and looked haggard, flew over slowly from a distance, stepping on a white crane. There are still dozens of miles away from the restaurant. Thousands of colorful palms with celestial power were already roaring and grabbing towards him.

The sound of "cracking" was endless, Li Zuixian was grabbed by thousands of powerful hands at the same time, and the immortal powers of thousands of Daoist priests condensed into one, Li Zuixian's body was covered with a thick layer of five colors from a distance Xianguang seemed to be wearing a thick armor.

With a 'boom', Li Zuixian directly knelt down on Bai He's back, disregarding the countless restraints on his body, he repeatedly kowtowed in the direction of Qinglian Zuixian Tower. He cried out at the top of his voice.

"I, Li Zuixian, have ordinary qualifications. I have an ordinary heart and disposition. I don't like to practice. I only love wine and beauty, and make friends all over the world. That's why I have this Qinglian Zuixian Tower. For millions of years, I have won the support of all my friends. I, Li Zuixian, maintain this scene and treat every guest with sincerity, countless old and new friends, can anyone say that I, Li Zuixian, are not good?"

The immortals were silent.

Yin Xuege flew to the roof of the restaurant, stepping on a statue of a town house fairy beast on the eaves. Looking at Li Zuixian from a distance.

There are more and more immortals on the roof, and countless immortals fly in the air, stepping on the clouds and watching Li Zuixian crying and kowtowing.

"It's a disaster! It's a disaster! I, Li Zuixian... I'm not afraid of death, but the lives of my father, my mother, all my relatives, young and old, are in their hands! I, Li Zuixian, I'm sorry fellow Taoists, today It can only be repaid by death!"

Laughed weirdly, and cried out, Li Zuixian's body suddenly exploded, and his immortal soul and primordial spirit were blown up into ashes.

The immortals inside and outside the restaurant looked at each other silently. Li Zuixian is indeed a character like Jiyu in Jianghu. He likes to make friends with immortals from all walks of life. It is also getting better and better.

Originally, the wine in the restaurant was poisonous, and everyone was full of murderous intent towards him.

But Li Zuixian has already committed suicide to atone for his sins. Thinking of his past benefits, no immortal will speak ill of him again.

"The main messenger behind the scenes, should he come out?" Yin Xuege said lightly with her hands behind her back: "You threatened Li Daoyou and poisoned so many fellow Daoists, what exactly do you want to do? The matter has been exposed, and you still don't get out Meet someone?"

Countless immortals came to their senses one after another, and they shouted and cursed at the same time.

That's right, although Li Zuixian made mistakes, he was forced to do so. The real culprit was the one who threatened Li Zuixian to do such a thing. Many immortals roared loudly, clamoring to capture the person behind the scenes and smash him into pieces, beating him to pieces.

An immortal shouted loudly: "Get out, get out quickly, and take out the antidote!"

"Yes, yes, what the **** did you put in the wine? Get the antidote?"

"Asshole, do you want to fight against the entire Spirit Void Realm? Even if you are someone like the Twelve Immortal Saints, our fellow Taoists in the Spirit Void Realm will not let you go!"

There are also hundreds of immortals who are proficient in pills and medical skills. They have already taken out the blood essence from the recruited immortals on the spot, and carefully identified what kind of poison they were poisoned. There are also immortals who donated the detoxification elixir they refined in their daily lives, trying to detoxify the immortals who were recruited.

Amidst the chaos, the middle-aged man who had just been doing tricks in the wine cellar slowly floated out from behind a white cloud.

Standing in mid-air, he looked at the chaotic immortals in the restaurant, laughed 'hehe', raised his hands and clapped them.

There were two 'pops', and about 30% of the immortals in the restaurant had a wisp of green air floating out of their faces. They howled at the same time, covered their stomachs with their hands and fell to the ground, convulsing violently like a convulsion. The immortals on the side hastily poured them various detoxification elixirs and gave them various pain-relieving medicines, but none of them were useful.

More immortals set their sights on the middle-aged man, and dozens of Taoist masters with the most powerful cultivation bases flew up together and flew towards the middle-aged man. Ten miles away, a Taoist priest wearing a rough cloth robe and holding a wooden whisk said coldly: "I am poor and forget the dust, dare to ask my friend, what does this mean?"

The middle-aged man glanced at the immortals present with a smile, and sighed dissatisfiedly: "What do you mean? Those who follow me prosper and those who oppose me perish. What a pity, why is it only about 30% People who have been recruited? I originally planned to catch you all."

Daoist Wangchen snorted coldly, and shouted sharply: "Friends of Taoism are vicious."

The middle-aged man squinted at Daoist Wangchen, and sighed softly: "Vicious? You haven't seen anything more vicious, such as killing you?"

Wangchen Daoist was startled, a Daoist behind him who was carrying two immortal swords suddenly laughed ferociously, and the two swords flew up, the swords were as bright as jade, and ruthlessly skipped over Wangchen Daoist's neck. The two have the same level of cultivation, and the Daoist who made the attack even shamelessly attacked from behind. Daoist Wangchen and the other Daoist around him did not respond at all. Countless immortals watched as Daoist Wangchen's head was crushed by the sword light .

The Taoist body of Taoist Wangchen fell heavily to the ground, and countless moist celestial lights spread from his body, slowly blending into the surrounding land.

The body of Daoist who made a sneak attack came to the middle-aged man in a flash, and he smiled respectfully to the middle-aged man: "Master Yinyang, this Wangchen Daoist is a tough hand, if it is not for the subordinates who are as good as him Tens of thousands of years of friendship, sneak attacking and killing him from behind, and fighting head-on, it is really not necessarily his opponent."

The middle-aged man smiled lightly, and said softly: "If you can solve the problem with your brain, don't use your hands. You just killed a Wangchen with one sword. Look at me, there are millions of people without your hands. The life and death of the immortals are under control. Use your brains, you must use your brains, don’t be like that **** Xuan Wu, he can’t do **** except fists!”

Dao Zun, who made a sneak attack, smiled awkwardly, and took two steps back.

The middle-aged man dared to criticize Xuanwu, but he didn't have the guts.

"Old man~IndoMTL.com~Yin-Yang Daoist." The middle-aged man spoke slowly, and he smiled at the dozens of Taoists standing in front of him: "You must have never heard of my name. Of course, Some possibilities are not ruled out, some of you have known me, known me, and even loyal to me, they must have heard of my name."

Dozens of Taoist priests flickered, and the distance between them was instantly opened to ten miles away. This distance is negligible for Dao Zun-level powers, but a distance of ten miles is also equivalent to a natural moat for them. As long as they have a distance of ten miles, no one will be able to sneak attack them, even if their strength is several times stronger than theirs, they still have enough time and space to respond.

An old man with white hair and loose face, who was on good terms with Taoist Wang Chen and also knew the Taoist with double swords, took two steps forward slowly. He looked at the Taoist with double swords coldly. He said: "Master Swordsman, do you still remember that when you were poisoned by the ghost-faced thousand-legged scorpion, who traveled thousands of miles and spent a hundred years of hard work to find the antidote for you from the deep ice realm in the extreme north?"

Jianzun Jianyu narrowed his eyes, and subconsciously glanced at the corpse of Daoist Wangchen lying on the ground.

Yin Yang Daoist laughed, and he laughed softly: "What's the use of saying such a thing? He is one of us, so he killed Wangchen, so naturally he obeyed the destiny!"

Laughed a few times, and the Taoist Yin Yang laughed loudly: "And those Taoist friends who are living rather than dying, if you want to live, just obey my orders obediently? Otherwise, you will really die of!"

Yin Xuege looked at the arrogant and wanton Yin-Yang Taoist, and muttered softly.

"Yin Yang pulls machine vines? The founder of the Yin Yang family, how...how are you alive?" (To be continued..)

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