"Don't worry, with your current cultivation level, Han Sanqian would have to die a bad death. But remember, Han Sanqian has the Pangu Axe, the King of Ten Thousand Weapons, in his hand. Although he cannot use it completely, the lean camel is bigger than a horse." The old man smiled gloomy.

"You are originally a sword spirit, so I cast your body with the blood of ten thousand people, and use the souls of ten thousand people to help you shape your cultivation. It can be invisible and shadowless, like a ghost, and can avoid the attack of Pangu Axe to the greatest extent." After saying that, the old man stuffed a fiery red bead into its heart.

"This is the Blood Soul Bead, and it is also your life-saving bead. If it is broken, your life will end here and you will never be able to reincarnate, so be careful. However, as long as it exists, you can never die and never die. Adding the two together, even if Han Sanqian has Pangu Axe, it is not that simple to destroy you."

Chi Meng nodded with satisfaction: "Don't worry, I need to take off the thief's head."

"Before he has mastered Pangu Axe, completely destroy him, our main purpose is to Pangu Axe, and you can devour his body. Once you succeed, you will become a demon who dominates the world in the eight directions." The old man smiled gloomyly.

When Chi Meng heard this, she smiled ferociously. Her bloody face was completely shameless, and she smiled like a pile of mud twisted together.

In order to deal with Han Sanqian and to avenge his deep revenge, Chi Meng didn't care what method he used.

The top of Qishan!

The snow is vast.

Located at the highest peak, there is a majestic palace with green jade stones and antique colors.

The hall is surrounded by seventy-two small halls and the central main hall. The central courtyard is the size of two football fields. The four beasts stand in four corners, tall and majestic, and they are powerful without anger.

There is a plaque on the main hall of Qishan Hall, which is also the name of the entire hall. It is the highest place in Qishan, and it sits on the top of Qishan.

In the hall, the heroes of some larger sects or families sat on both sides, and the upper position was on the top, and the representatives of the three major families and the Lord of the Qishan Hall sat upright.

At this moment, a young man from the gatekeeper ran in panting and said, "Report to the Lord of the Palace, someone outside the Palace is asking for a visit."

The Lord of Qishan Temple is called Gu Yue, who is over 80,000 years old this year. He is the oldest and oldest person in the world, and no one is there.

In addition, the Qishan Temple he managed was completely an extremely independent and majestic place in the Bafang World. Therefore, Gu Yue's reputation in the Bafang World has always been low-key but at the same time it makes everyone respect it.

"I am the top of Qishan. This time, I was ordered by heaven to hold a martial arts competition. I concluded that all the heroes are Xiao Jin. You are a guest when you enter the door, and you are invited to come in." Gu Yue smiled.

Although the Chinese New Year has passed, all the hair and beards are white and bright, they are energetic and their eyes are like torchs, just like a young man.

There are legends from outsiders that in fact, Gu Yue's cultivation has almost reached the realm of the True God, but he has never had the intention to compete for the position of the True God.

There is also legend that Gu Yue's cultivation is actually more than the three true gods, so he has always been the master of the Qishan Palace. Everyone knows that the election of the true gods in the eight directions requires a martial arts competition, and the martial arts competition must be hosted by the top of Qishan. In a sense, the rights of the top of Qishan are sometimes not smaller than those of the three true gods.

However, no matter which legend is, it is just a legend, but what is certain is that Gu Yue himself has a high cultivation level. After all, legends are based on certain facts.

The disciple lowered his head: "But..."

"But what?" Gu Yue said dissatisfiedly. In front of so many people, his disciples were really unhappy.

"But, the person who came claimed to be helping his family, but their bodies were covered in blood and had a very strong demonic energy. The disciple was worried..." As he said that, the disciple lowered his eyebrows.

"Help your family?" Gu Yue frowned slightly and looked at the sky.

When Futian heard this, he naturally smiled: "Senior Gu, I have already arrived all of my family. No one has not arrived yet. And I heard that there is still a person with demonic energy. I am afraid that someone will pretend to be a fake, so I'd better send him away."

In this case, Futian naturally did not want to associate the Fu family with the people of the Demonic Way, and hurriedly separated the relationship.

Besides, the number of people he helped his family has indeed arrived, so where did he come from?

"Hey, my world of all directions gathers here. Even if we are demons, are we still afraid of him? Let them come in?" At this time, Ao Yong, the representative of the Eternal Life Sea, said coldly.

It is obvious that Ao Yong did this on purpose, and naturally he refused to miss any opportunity to humiliate and support his family.

Futian's face turned cold, but it was irrefutable. Gu Yue waved his hand, and the disciple nodded and quickly retreated.

In less than a moment, several people covered in blood slowly walked into the hall with the support of a group of disciples on the top of Qishan.

When he saw the person coming, Fu Tian was shocked and looked even worse than Shin Xiang, because the person who came was not someone else, Fu Mei and others who were with Han Sanqian.

"Fu Mei, why are you?" Fu Tian gradually became anxious. If Fu Mei was like this, could it be that something went wrong with Han Sanqian?!

Fu Mei was about to speak, but Ao Yong sneered directly: "Looking at this bloody appearance, it was obvious that he had gone to explore the treasure near Qishan."

Fu Mei wanted to make an excuse to say something unexpected happened in the middle, but she didn't expect that Ao Yong would expose it directly, and for a moment he said even more in his throat.

However, Fu Mei quickly found a more powerful excuse: "Report to the patriarch that Han Sanqian insisted on going to treasure hunt, but I couldn't persuade him, but the result..."

"There was an accident...

It was obvious that Fu Mei was greedy and forced Han Sanqian to go. After the incident, she promptly blamed Han Sanqian. Now, in order to avoid Fu Tian's punishment, she even beat Han Sanqian backfired. She was really despicable and shameless, and she was extremely despicable.

"Accident? Why did an accident happen?" Futian said in confusion and unwillingly. He had arranged extremely detailed arrangements, specifically for Fu Mei and Han Sanqian to walk on the small path, and he created momentum on his own, and had blocked many people who wanted to kill Han Sanqian halfway along the way. Now...

Now, I told myself that Han Sanqian had an accident?!

Even Futian, his mentality was a little broken at this time. Looking at Fumei, he was so excited that his hands trembled, and his eyes were almost filled with anger: "What about Han Sanqian?!"

Fu Mei lowered her head and after a long time, she dared to murmur: "He was knocked down to the endless abyss."

"He was knocked down to the endless abyss?" Fu Tian staggered, and then his expression gradually distorted. He forced himself to grit his teeth and walked to Fu Mei's face in a few steps.

"Bang!"

With a dull sound, Fu Tian slapped Fu Mei's face with a heavy slap!
Chapter completed!