PFC Chapter 337 What kind of onion are you?
Chapter 337 What kind of onion are you?
In desperation, Wang Dezhu had no choice but to drag Uncle Zhang over, and then the two carried the skin of the giant crocodile across the quagmire.
As for the quagmire, Wang Dezhu also had a way, and directly threw the corpse of the giant crocodile into the quagmire.
Such a large corpse must be enough for those small crocodiles to eat for a long time, and there is no need to worry about coming to trouble them. The fact is also the same. With the corpse of a giant crocodile, none of the crocodiles opened their mouths to them, and they were all attracted to them.
At the same time, Wang Dezhu also knew one thing, the reason why the crocodiles here can reach this level.
It is nothing more than because of the aura emanating from the Lingquan. Now the aura in the Lingquan has been completely absorbed by them, so the same giant crocodile will not appear in a short time.
This time, Wang Dezhu and others did not return to the manor.
The main reason is that they carry so many things, and have such a big giant crocodile skin, if they just walk in like this, they will definitely be regarded as different.
On the contrary, the ghost sect that was exterminated is a good place to go.
After thinking of this, Wang Dezhu took all his disciples to the residence of the Ghost Sect, preparing to repair here, and at the same time contacted the people in the nursing home, asking them to send a large truck to transport the skin of the giant crocodile to the outskirts of the Spirit Sect. Then they go to meet again.
This can save a lot of trouble.
After waiting for more than a day, the big truck arrived as scheduled.
The driver was a disciple of the Zheng family, and his cultivation was not bad, but when he saw the tens of meters long crocodile skin, he was completely stunned.
What's more, this crocodile skin has Yuanli on it, so it's definitely not ordinary crocodile skin.
He didn't ask too much, but folded the crocodile skin once, covered it again, and then transported it to the Lingzong.
On Wang Dezhu's side, he planned to rest for the night first, and then set off for Lingzong tomorrow.
After all, with their current speed, they must be faster than the big truck. When they arrived at Lingzong, the big truck would have just arrived.
It worked out just right.
This night, everyone rested very comfortably.
I used the place of Ghost Gate Sect to prepare a lot of delicious food, and then drank a lot of wine. Of course, I would sleep more comfortably than usual.
Early the next morning.
Before Wang Dezhu was awake, he was awakened by knocking on the door outside.
"Hallmaster, it's not good, a few immortal cultivators came outside, saying they want to meet the suzerain of the ghost sect!"
Outside the door was the voice of a Lingzong disciple.
"See the suzerain of the ghost sect?"
Wang Dezhu got off the bed immediately, and then asked his disciples to wake up Uncle Zhang and the others, and gather in the front hall together.
The disciple immediately agreed.
Wang Dezhu came to the front hall first.
I saw that in the front hall, there were two men in light blue clothes, who seemed to be in their 30s, and their cultivation was only at the early stage of the golden core.
Instead, a gray-clothed man in his fifties, who was sitting on the main seat, was looking at Wang Dezhu angrily, and his body exuded the energy fluctuations that belonged to the Ninth Layer of Golden Core.
"Hmph, the people from the Ghost Sect are finally willing to come out. It's been a long time since our Blood Dragon Sect has come to the Ghost Sect. Are the disciples of the Ghost Sect so ignorant of etiquette?"
The man looked at Wang Dezhu and immediately snorted coldly.
Wang Dezhu was a little confused.
Where is this?
Why did another Blood Dragon Gate pop out?
Seeing that Wang Dezhu was silent, the man stood up straight away, walked towards Wang Dezhu, and finally stood not far from Wang Dezhu, his face darkened, and he said coldly: "Are you deaf? Or are you blind? ?”
Wang Dezhu understood what he said.
Snapped!
The crisp applause sounded in an instant, and a powerful force erupted at the same time.
The man didn't even react, mainly because he didn't even dare to think that this old guy would dare to attack him, and even in the face.
The whole body took several steps back, bumped into the table and chair behind him, and almost fell to the ground.
The left side of the face was even more swollen, and blood gushed out of the mouth, accompanied by two white teeth.
"You dare to hit me?"
The man was quickly helped up by the two disciples beside him, looked at the teeth in his hand, and looked at Wang Dezhu in disbelief.
The energy fluctuations of the Ninth Layer of Golden Core erupted from his body.
Wang Dezhu just looked at the man like this, and said with a light smile: "Why don't you dare? What kind of onion are you? You ran to the old man's site to show off your power, what? You want the old man to give you an apology and pour you tea?"
"You, old thing, you're done!"
The man roared angrily: "Ghost Li, I want to see how he will give me an explanation!"
"Ghost Li!"
Wang Dezhu suddenly realized, and then said: "That really disappoints you, Gui Li died a long time ago, and now this Ghost Sect no longer exists."
"what!"
The man's eyes widened, filled with disbelief.
Then he shook his head abruptly: "Impossible, the Ghost Sect sent a message to our Blood Dragon Sect a few days ago, how could it suddenly cease to exist, you must be lying to me."
Wang Dezhu shook his head and said disdainfully, "Is it necessary for me to lie to you?"
"Hmph, whether it's true or not, I'll find out if I catch you and interrogate you!"
With a cold snort, the man directly pushed away the two disciples beside him. Yuan force circulated on his arms, and he grabbed Wang Dezhu directly.
He thought that his cultivation was not weak, let alone how strong this old guy could be.
But soon, he realized his mistake.
Because his fist hadn't touched the old man in front of him, his arm was directly held in his hand, no matter how hard he tried, his fist couldn't move forward or backward at all.
"It's true that those who don't know are not afraid, this time I will teach you a lesson!"
Wang Dezhu looked calm and composed, and just after he finished speaking, his arm suddenly released, and then a palm landed on the man's chest.
boom!
The powerful force directly sent the man's body flying upside down.
He even knocked over a lot of tables and chairs behind him, smashed them on the ground hard, opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood, and the breath on his body also weakened a lot.
"You, are you a cultivator at the peak of the Golden Core Ten Layer?"
"Who the hell are you?"
Now the man finally believed what Wang Dezhu said, the ghost sect no longer existed.
It must have been solved by the old man in front of him.
But he wanted to know who this old man was?Why do you want to attack the ghost sect, even at the expense of destroying the sect.
Just as Wang Dezhu was about to speak, a group of disciples including Uncle Zhang and Bai Yitang rushed over, all of them exuding strong energy fluctuations.
"Ninth level of Golden Core, ninth level of Golden Core, eighth level of Golden Core, this... all of these are Golden Core cultivators?"
When the man saw the disciple who came, he almost fainted from fright.