Chapter 700: Dying

"Who we are, the dead need not know."
Chu Yan has not spoken yet, and the monk who pretended to be Zhou Shengyan was speaking again.
His voice was sharp, and he was suffocated behind the mask, listening to people's ears, as if he was brushing the bottom of the pot with an iron brush, which was unspeakable and harsh.
"Presumptuous! Zongmen immortals are here, which round will get you here to speak wildly!"
The leader of the Imperial Palace embargo, holding a spear at this moment, stood in front of the emperor and screamed angrily.
"The ants." The monk who pretended to be Zhou Shengyan's Di Yuanjing, smiled at the moment, "I'm so dead, I don't know."
"Huh?" The leader of the embargo stunned.
The next moment, he felt itching on his chin.
This itching came very quickly, spreading quickly to both cheeks, and then wrapped his head, spreading his whole body!
This feeling is like countless ants crawling wildly under the skin.
The embargo leader reached out and scratched his face.
Do not know what the reason was, he reached out and grabbed it at the moment, and even tore the flesh of his cheek directly, exposing Bai Sensen's gums.
And even if the meat fell, the itching sensation did not abate, but became more and more serious.
Suddenly, with horror, he screamed and pulled the armor of his body hard, but at the same time he couldn't help sticking out his five fingers and scratching around.
His flesh, like tofu at the moment, was broken.
For a moment, the leader of the embargo actually tore all his flesh alive and turned into a skeleton soaked in plasma, and then mourned to death.
In the eyes of those dead eyes, there was nothing panic and incredible.
The whole process is strange in speed. In the eyes of ordinary people, it is also the work of two or three breaths. A living person tears all his flesh and blood into bones.
This terrible scene, in conjunction with the exhausted scream, suddenly called the military officials present, all changed their faces.
Frightened, they looked at the monk who faked Zhou Shengyan.
The four monks who were like ghosts under the night suddenly became more terrifying and cold.
Chu Yan also saw scalp tingling.
Such a way of killing people is really weird and cruel.
The embargo leader naturally knows that tearing like this will only make him die quickly, but when he dies, the feeling of itching all over the body is even more unbearable.
"Blood poison gate! You are Wang Shen of the blood poison gate!"
At this time, an exclamation came from the monk.
"Blood poison door!" Chu Yan moved.
He saw this name in the Zongmen mission of the Broken Star Tower.
Blood poison gate is a small sect gate established in the Yun area 100 years ago. Because this monk treacherous and fierce, often using living people to test the newly refined poison, so about thirty years ago, Shanhaijiao of the six major gates shot eradicate.
However, although the ancestral gate was eradicated, a small number of evil practitioners of the blood poisoning gate escaped, and so far have not been eliminated.
And this Wang Shen, is the leader of the blood poison door remaining evil, at the door as an elder level existence.
At this point, his identity was broken, and Wang Shen was still not panic. He smiled suddenly: "Since you know my identity, don't you regret what you just said?"
Everyone present at the scene suddenly changed their faces.
The blood poison door is good at poisoning. The embargo leader just now is obviously a weird poison.
As the embargo leader, to maintain the security of the palace, today's dinner is naturally impossible to attend, but he must at least drink water.
He must have drank the poisoned water before he died.
In this palace, since even the water has been poisoned, the food and wine at the scene naturally cannot escape.
Thinking of it, almost every mortal at the scene became pale.
Many people even dig up their throats with their fingers and vomit loudly.
Many monks in Zongmen also frowned slightly at this moment.
As monks, their bodies are naturally much stronger than mortals, but the so-called non-poisonous invasion only faces the poison of mortals.
The poison of the blood poison door is aimed at the monks. If they are insufficient, and the poison used by the other party is particularly overbearing, then they will inevitably be a bit troublesome.
Seeing everyone's response, Wang Shen laughed and said, "It seems you already know, since that's the case--"
Wang Shen's words didn't fall off. Of all the officials, someone suddenly wailed sharply. In a mess, he fell to the ground, stretched his hands on his face, and his arms scratched.
The first stroke was scratching several bloodstains. From the second stroke on, the flesh of the official's face and arms fell down like a rotten fruit flesh.
The strong smell spread instantly.
The next moment, there were a few more wailings, coming from different places in the crowd.
Several other officials and generals fell to the ground and instantly seized themselves into blood.
Extreme fear suddenly erupted.
This group of mortals was instantly in chaos.
Not only them, but also Monk Zongmen, several people changed their faces at the moment.
However, their bodies have a certain resistance to this toxin, and as monks, they must also be steadfast in mind, so they can be forced to resist at this moment.
"Presumptuous! Today's celebration, where can you get a few evil grasshoppers here and there!"
At this time, Cang Yumen's elder Ou Yang regretted and stepped forward.
He himself was born as a court official, and after becoming a monk, he developed a majestic momentum far beyond the ordinary.
The sound came at this moment, like a twilight morning bell, not only changed the face of Wang Shen and others, their bodies trembled, and the officials and officials with signs of poisonous hair suddenly felt itching.
"Today you cast your own hands, and I fulfilled you, let you die!"
As soon as the words came out, Ouyang repented and seized Wang Shen and others.
Suddenly, everyone in the audience saw a big hand and emerged out of nowhere.
In the palm of your hand, the smell of eternal blue sky is revealed, as if it spreads infinitely, encompassing everything, so that people cannot escape at all.
"Tian Mood shot!" Chu Yan was moved.
His eyes turned to Wang Shen and others.
Wang Shen and others are united, and they cannot be opponents without remorse.
They will come back!
Wang Shen behind the mask, at this moment his eyes flashed a strong fierce light.
He suddenly raised his right hand and yelled, "Six major gates, Yunao Dynasty, let you know today, what is the disaster of the top!"
Huh!
I do n’t know what he blew up. Instantly, a purple-black light, like a blazing flame, roared out of his palm, blocking Ou Yang's grasp of the giant palm, and straight into the sky, It's as if fireworks exploded in mid-air.
In an instant, even the bright moon and the stars in the sky revealed the disturbing purple-red color.