mighty sky

( ) blood, countless blood.

At the end of the Hundred Paths Formation, apart from a blood-red figure, there were no living creatures anymore.

More than 500 people, and all the innate masters who came down, all died here.

As soon as the one-horned bloodthirsty bull appeared, the first to kill was the innate-level warrior, and then they followed suit.Nourishing Qi, and finally strengthening the body.

Soon, everyone was slaughtered completely, except for the blood on the ground, they were also eaten clean.

After confirming that all living creatures were dead, the one-horned bloodthirsty cow shook its head and returned to the opened gate.

With a muffled sound it opened, and the door that opened soon closed again.

The entire Hundred Dao Formation completely regained its calm.

At the same time, in the Misty House, Changkong Weiwo and others who left Lingbao Mountain did not leave immediately, and a group of four people were here.

"What's the matter?" Changkong Weiwo looked at Changkong Fan and said in a low voice: "Is he dead?"

"According to those who escaped, as soon as the one-horned bloodthirsty cow appeared, it first killed all the innate-level warriors. That is to say, as long as they are in the end position, all the innate-level masters will die."

Hearing Changkong Fan's reply, the corner of Changkong Weiwo's mouth hooked slightly, with a smug look on his face.

Zhang Yekong was obviously dead.

Then his eyes moved slightly, and Changkong Weiwo frowned again and said: "Uncle Wuhen, are you still angry?"

After returning to Misty House, the first person I saw was the old man Uncle Wang, but at this moment, Uncle Wang didn't have any humility and respect on his face, but looked at him coldly and indifferently.

"Things, I have already reported to the master."

"Master asked me to tell you: only me, that boy, was my daughter's savior, but now you killed him. You killed him before repaying the great favor. It is reasonable for me to avenge him. However, you are Brother's child, I can't kill you. So, from now on, you are not welcome in Third Uncle's place.

Give me, get out! "

There was an incomparable fury on his face, but I never thought that Wuhen would be so angry, and let his nephew get out because of that kid.

This is obviously beyond my comprehension.

"Third Master said, if he doesn't leave within today, he will personally take action to drive the young master away." Shaking his head, Changkong Fan said helplessly.

With a livid face, Changkong Weiwo suddenly picked up the teacup beside him and slammed it on the ground.

"Because of a little bastard, you actually gave me shame and called you third uncle, do you really think you are great? Don't forget me, I am the next heir to the head of the Changkong family..."

"Master, what should we do now?"

With a look of resentment on his face, Changkong Weiwo directly opened the door of the house, and walked out without looking back. "Go, can't we wait for this to be driven away?"

Watching Changkong Wuhen disappear into the misty market and Jubao Pavilion, Changkong Wuhen sighed slightly.

"My lord, everything is due to the villain..."

"The inheritance of immortal cultivators is a major event, and it should be reported." Shaking his head, Zhang Kong Wuhen said slowly: "But I never thought that I would be such a thing that can't support the wall."

"A person who can give up one-third of the property of Jubao Pavilion, a person who can hand over the inheritance of immortal cultivators to others, his status is not simple. It can be seen that the person who chased and killed him has cultivated such a terrifying blood finger His identity must be astonishing."

"Even, the reason why he was assassinated was the result of a fight between two immortal cultivators."

Speaking of this, Changkong Wuhen said with a gloomy expression: "It's too late for such a person to recruit and please. How can he offend the other party, and offend him to the point of death?"

"Besides, even if you really want to kill the opponent, you have to rely on your own strength."

"This kind of villainous behavior will not only bring no benefits, but will only leave a big hole in one's heart. Once the other party is not dead, then the shadow will not dissipate."

"Even if it succeeds, doesn't that prove that you are not as good as the other party, so you have to use insidious tricks?"

"The gain outweighs the loss, the gain outweighs the loss!"

"Even borrowing Haitang's reputation, waste, complete waste."

Looking at the extremely angry Chang Kong Wuhen, the old man Uncle Wang whispered: "Then, my lord, what shall we do now?"

"Do nothing." Shaking his head, Chang Kong Wuhen sighed and said, "This is a deadly enmity that cannot be resolved, and there is no point in doing anything."

"Then what if the other party is not dead?"

Hearing the old man's words, the helplessness on Chang Kong Wuhen's face became even stronger, "For the sake of the family, such a potentially powerful enemy cannot be left..."

Speaking of this, Chang Kong Wuhen even had a gloomy look on his face, obviously feeling extremely helpless not only that he could not repay his kindness, but instead repaid his kindness with revenge.

Listening to Chang Kong Wuhen's words, the old man Uncle Wang paused for a moment, and suddenly he had an urge to ask if he could give up Chang Kong's urge to be selfish.

I don't know why, but the old man has a feeling.

If the hatred continues to the entire Chang Kong family, I am afraid that what the Chang Kong family will face will be a catastrophe.

However, he was only a servant, a servant.

Nodding his head, Uncle Wang exited the room where Chang Kong Wuhen was.

"Hey~!"

Seeing Uncle Wang leave, Chang Kong Wuhen's face became even more gloomy...

boom!boom! ! !

For three full days, after three days of peace, the entrance of the Hundred Paths Formation shook again and sank into the ground.

And with the sinking of the Hundred Paths Formation, the disappeared beasts, fierce beasts, once again returned to this piece of Lingbao Mountain.

brush!

Suddenly, a white light flashed, and after activating the gate, Shangguan Haitang, who had disappeared, appeared.

But at this moment, she is completely different from before.

Innate, the same innate level as Zhang Yekong, not to mention.

There are two formations in her pupils, and the momentum flowing above Shangguan Haitang's body is completely different from that of ordinary innate-level powerhouses.

The whole person seems to be out of the mortal world.

With a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, Shangguan Haitang looked towards the Misty Market.

She should thank Zhang Yekong well, if not for the other party's concession, she would never have achieved what she is today.

Thinking of this, Shangguan Haitang's figure moved slightly and disappeared on Lingbao Mountain.

However, after returning to the Misty Bazaar, Shangguan Haitang received slightly disappointed news.

Zhang Yekong left. Two days ago, he directly teleported out of the lower world, as if something happened.

After calming down for a while, Shangguan Haitang also left the lower world and returned to Laiyang City after taking a short rest.

After staying in Laiyang City for three days, but did not find any traces related to Zhang Yekong, in desperation, he returned to Shangguan's house with the people from Shangguan's family who came to pick him up.

The mother's urn has been taken out and transported to the family.

Just wait for her to go back, be buried in the ancestral tomb of Shangguan's family, and get a title.

In the Lower Realm Heaven, after confirming that the Hundred Dao Formation was closed, Changkong Wuhen sighed slightly, and left the Lower Realm Heaven, never coming in again.

As for Uncle Wang, because the puppet was crushed, his spirit was damaged, so he went back to recuperate.

And Zhang Yekong, who disappeared for six days, for six days, is really dead?

No, of course not.

At this moment, there was no one in the already silent hundred-path formation, and it sank completely into the ground again. The end position seemed so deep.

And in this deep, a small weed grows that thriving.

It's hard to imagine that in this kind of place, there will be such vigorous weeds growing.

Although it does not have the strange fragrance of ginseng, the vitality contained in the weeds is not comparable to that of a thousand-year-old elixir.

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