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Chapter 297 The Invincible Scepter!  Hell Messenger Fighting Qijue Mountain

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    In Qijue Mountain, when he saw the poisonous stakes of Hell, he easily trapped Tang Monk. The Messenger of Hell let out a proud laugh,

    "Tang Monk, you should know by now how powerful the poisonous stakes in hell are, right? You can't even deal with the snakes and scorpions from the Demon Realm, so what else can you use to fight me?"

    A manticore stabbed Tang Seng in the heart with the poisonous stinger on its tail. Tang Seng suddenly felt a sharp pain all over his body.

    The giant centipede began to bite Tang Seng's legs, and a charming and enchanting snake-shaped woman also climbed onto Tang Seng's body, and the wolf kissed Tang Seng's face.

    "Damn it! If you keep going like this, I'll die by being kissed or poisoned."

    Tang Monk activated the spell, and the golden cymbal appeared in his hand.

    This is a gift Tang Monk received from Xiaoleiyin, the soul-stealing Yellow Eyebrow King. The golden cymbal can be used to hold the enemy, and can also create magic sounds to attack the enemy with sound.

    Now, Tang Seng is trapped by the poisonous piles of hell, surrounded by poisonous insects. Tang Seng chooses to use the golden cymbal to deal with these poisonous insects.

    Since Jin Nao¡¯s magic sound attack does not distinguish between friend and foe, Tang Seng was also afraid of the magic sound attack, so he immediately closed his hearing.

    Since reshaping the six senses, Tang Seng can turn off hearing, vision, touch, taste, smell and sixth sense at will.

    After turning off his hearing, Tang Seng became temporarily deaf.

    Although the hell poison stake tied Tang Seng's body, Tang Seng's arms still had room to move. He reluctantly hit the golden cymbals with his hands.

    A loud noise tore through the sky of Qi Jue Mountain. The Hell Messenger was shocked and immediately cast a dark spell to seal his hearing.

    Whether it was the small scorpions and centipedes clinging to the poisonous piles of hell, or the surrounding snake-like women, giant toads, giant centipedes, and giant manticores, they all screamed and were wiped out in the face of the huge sound wave.

    Tang Monk kept hitting the golden cymbals, and the sound waves hit the Hell Messenger. The Hell Messenger was furious, and he hit a blood-red skull gem.

    The blood-red skull gem hit the golden cymbal. The golden cymbal was immediately attached with a layer of cursed ice crystals. The golden cymbal became extremely heavy and fell off from Tang Monk's hand.

    The messenger of hell activated the spell, and stinging tentacles emerged from the hell poison pile. The stinging tentacles pierced Tang Seng's body and began to inject thick green and jet black venom into Tang Seng.

    The fire of life in Tang Seng's blood began to automatically resist the venom attack. Tang Seng's whole body turned into a volcano, and all the stinging tentacles were scorched.

    The messenger from hell was dumbfounded.

    "Hell Messenger, your hell poison stake is indeed very powerful, but it's a pity that it still can't hurt me!" Tang Seng began to ridicule wildly.

    "Good boy, you are tied to the poison stake of hell by me, but you still dare to be so arrogant. I will kill you no matter what, take your soul to the Dark Temple, dedicate it to the devil, and die!"

    The Messenger of Hell swung his staff and smashed it at Tang Monk.

    Tang Monk activated the spell, and a pink halo enveloped the Hell Messenger.

    When the scepter was about to hit Tang Monk, the peach blossom pile fell from the sky and hit the hell messenger. The hell messenger was shocked.

    Before the hell messenger could recover, he was caught by the vines of the peach blossom pile and tied to the peach blossom pile. A peach blossom on the peach blossom pile bloomed proudly.

    The Tang Monk on the hell poison pile and the hell messenger on the peach blossom pile looked at each other a few meters away.

    Tang Monk smiled evilly and said: "Hell Messenger, now you have been tricked, how can you escape?"

    "Hmph! I have long heard that you are a weapon refiner who has made many low-end versions of magic weapons, imitating famous magic weapons in the three realms. This magic weapon looks like Magu from Magu Cave in Erxian Mountain, with peach blossoms in your hands.  The low-end version of Zhuang!¡±

    Tang Monk activated the spell, and the peach blossom pile vines began to crazily suck the youthful power of the hell messenger.

    The Messenger of Hell showed a disdainful smile, "You want to trap me even with a broken peach blossom pile, you underestimate the power of the Demon King's servant!"

    The scepter in the hand of the messenger of hell emitted a ghostly whisper. The peach blossoms blooming on the peach blossom pile instantly withered and withered, and the vines also loosened.

    Tang Seng was shocked, "Why is this happening?"

    The Hell Messenger proudly stroked the scepter in his hand.

    "This is the magic weapon given to me by the Dark Lord. As an envoy of the Demon Realm, I often need to visit some fairy mountains to find some reclusive Da Luo Jinxian and ask them to be the servants of the Dark Lord."

    "Some Da Luo Jinxian, who don't know how to praise, often use various magic weapons, formations and the like to trap the messengers of the Dark Lord. So., the Dark Lord gave me this scepter, because it contains the Dark Lord's whispers.  "

    "As long as the whisper of the Demon Lord sounds, any magic weapon or formation must make way for me. You saw it just now, my staff only made a few whispers of the Demon Lord. Your magic weapon, the peach blossom pile,  , the vine let me go.¡±

    The Messenger of Hell raised his staff and approached Tang Monk.

    "Tang Monk, you are destined to be the servant of the Demon Lord. Don't continue the boring journey to the west to learn scriptures. Come with me! To the dark temple of death and destruction!"

    The scepter stabbed Tang Seng's heart, Tang Seng activated the spell, and the Hunyuan Banner fell from the sky.

    The Hunyuan Banner was a treasure copied by Tang Seng during his battle with the True Monarch of Morality in Xiaoxi Tianhuang Mountain. It was used as a carpet by Tang Seng and his wife in the Little Universe Cangjiao Courtyard.

    The Messenger of Hell was shocked when he saw the Hunyuan Banner filled with Hunyuan Qi, and quickly escaped. The Hunyuan Banner covered Tang Monk and the hell poison pile.

    Using the Hunyuan Qi of the Hunyuan Banner, Tang Monk successfully got rid of the shackles of the poisonous stakes in hell.

    Because he was afraid of the scepter in the hands of the messenger of hell, Tang Monk immediately received the gold cymbals, Hunyuan flags, and peach blossom piles into the small universe of the Qiankun Treasure Ring.

    Tang Monk summoned the Ice Butcher Knife.

    The Ice Butcher Knife is a treasure that Tang Monk copied when he fought against the Bingfeng Butcher in the Flame Mountain.

    Hell Messenger and Ice Edge Butcher are both servants of the Dark Lord, so he naturally recognizes the Ice Butcher Knife.

    "I heard Bingfeng Butcher and Lan Poet say that you have a weapon in your hand that is almost as powerful as the Ice Butcher's Knife. I didn't believe it at first, but I didn't expect that you really have an Ice Butcher's Knife in your hand."

    "My knife is not the Ice Butcher's Knife, it's the Ice Dad." Tang Monk said seriously.

    "Dad?" the hell messenger asked curiously.

    "Alas!" Tang Monk laughed, "Look, you now know the difference between the two butcher knives."

    The messenger from hell said seductively: "You actually took advantage of me?"

    The messenger of hell activated the spell, the poisonous piles of hell began to move again, and the rusty iron chains attacked Monk Tang.

    But this time, Tang Seng was well prepared. When the iron chain came out, he immediately waved the ice butcher knife.

    When the iron chain encountered the ice butcher knife, it was immediately covered with a layer of ice armor and solidified instantly.

    "I've already suffered a loss from Hell's Poison Stake once, am I going to suffer a second loss? Hell Messenger, you useless thing, you can't do anything to me anymore!"

    The messenger of hell swung his staff and stabbed Tang Seng in the left rib. Tang Seng blocked it with the ice butcher knife.

    A strange thing happened. As soon as the ice butcher knife came into contact with the scepter, the scepter whispered for a while, and the ice butcher knife began to tremble violently and became disobedient.

    Tang Monk's ice butcher knife failed to obey orders and was almost hit by the scepter. He had no choice but to do somersaults and retreat more than ten feet.

    "Ding! The scepter of the Hell Messenger has the whisper of the Dark Lord. The Ice Butcher Knife was forged from the hands of the Dark Lord. Therefore, the Ice Butcher Knife was restrained after encountering the Scepter."

    Tang Monk thought: "Isn't it enough if I just copy a scepter?"

    "Ding! The scepter is filled with the whispers of the Demon Lord. It is impossible to copy it successfully. Even if the copy is successful, the scepter is stored in the Qiankun Treasure Ring. It is very likely that the Demon Lord's whispers will corrode the universe of the Qiankun Treasure Ring, and the host's mind may also be corrupted by the Demon Lord.  Jun erode.¡±

    Tang Monk secretly complained. He stroked the Heaven and Earth Treasure Ring and said in his heart: "Forget it, I won't risk my Universe Treasure Ring and the Ring Spirit Army." (Remember this site's website address: www.hlnovel.com
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