Wang Hao, the last disciple of the Liuli Sect, was desperately escaping using a magic weapon.
But his speed is far inferior to that of the old devil who is chasing him.
"Boy, ancestor, I think you are very talented. Do you want to join my sect? Maybe you will be able to do something great in the future. What a pity it would be to die here?" Zhang Yuan persuaded through a message.
Wang Hao was completely unmoved and used all his strength to drive the glass sword to take him away.
He understood that everything was an excuse for Zhang Yuan.
As long as he stops, he will definitely die.
However, even if he didn't stop, Zhang Yuan was getting closer and closer to him.
The two rays of light traveled in tandem and traveled hundreds of thousands of miles in an instant.
Suddenly, an endless mountain forest appeared ahead.
There are huge trees and countless wild beasts inside.
Wang Hao suddenly saw hope and rushed into the forest, disappearing without a trace.
Zhang Yuan gave chase and looked around with a frown, but could not find Wang Hao.
He understood that Wang Hao must have concealed his aura and was hiding nearby.
But he is really hard to find.
"Come out, I have no real grudge against you. As long as you hand over True Lord Liuli's Liuli Sword, I can spare your life and give you a lot of benefits. It will be easy to break through the heavens and humans."
"You are just a new disciple, why take such risks?"
"Boy, if I really attack, thousands of miles around will be razed to the ground. Do you think you can escape?"
No matter what Zhang Yuan said, Wang Hao didn't respond.
He was thinking about the true senior sister who had handed him the Glazed Sword before, and he felt not only grief and anger, but also grief and anger.
It's a pity that he doesn't have enough strength, otherwise he would definitely avenge the sect.
Just as he was thinking about it, Wang Hao suddenly felt a hard and convex object in his arms.
He reached out and touched it, and instantly learned the corresponding information.
"Blood Moon Palace? Omnipotent!!"
Wang Hao's mood suddenly fluctuated.
A breath also came out.
Zhang Yuan noticed this accurately, and appeared in front of Wang Hao in a flash, with an evil smile on his face and said: "Boy, it's easy for me to find you, ancestor. In order to repay you for my ancestor's hard work all the way, ancestor
We must make sure that you can’t live but die.”
Wang Hao's eyes widened, and his body was a little breathless due to Zhang Yuan's breath.
Seeing this, Zhang Yuan showed a cat-playing-mouse expression on his face.
However, just when he was about to play again, Wang Hao flashed and disappeared directly in front of his eyes.
The next moment.
Inside the Blood Moon Palace.
Wang Hao's figure appeared, and at the same time, various information about the Blood Moon Palace was poured into his mind.
When he came back to his senses, he found that many pairs of eyes were looking at him.
Wang Hao couldn't clearly see the appearance of these people, and couldn't even distinguish their figures or voices. The expressions on their faces seemed very changeable.
"Newcomers? There have been quite a few people coming recently. It seems that the palace master is preparing to recruit a large number of new people." One person said.
"Hey, what do you call the new guy?" One person looked at the newcomer and asked.
Wang Hao was a little nervous, but the information he just received told him that fighting was prohibited here, so the other party should not be able to hurt him. The other party asked him what his name was?
Name?
No, the information he just received suggested that he'd better use a code name.
Wang Hao thought quickly. After taking a breath, his mood became calm, and then he said: "Just call me Liuli Jian."
"Using a sword?" The man nodded, and then said: "My name is Yin Huan, and I am a third-level celestial being. I specialize in practicing magical powers, especially palm skills. If you want to learn, you can come to me."
After saying that, the man left.
Then some people came up and contacted him, most of them promoting themselves.
Either they sell secret books of exercises, or they sell elixirs, talismans, magic weapons and the like.
Combined with the news that was suddenly implanted in his mind, Wang Hao had a vague understanding.
Maybe this is a special market?
At this time, on the top throne, a figure shrouded in mysterious blood-red light appeared.
For a moment, everyone in the field stopped moving, and then saluted that person one after another.
"Palace Master."
"Master of the Palace."
"The master of the Blood Moon Palace?" Wang Hao murmured, rolling his eyes.
Among the information he got, this place is omnipotent. So, can the other party help him take revenge?
But how could the other party be willing to help him?
But now, he is afraid that as soon as he leaves the Blood Moon Palace, he will be killed by the old demon Zhang Yuan who is squatting there to seize the treasure.
what to do?
Must bet!!
Wang Hao thought, and suddenly walked to Lin Qianxing's throne, and then said with a salute: "I have met the Lord of the Palace."
Lin Qianxing's attention was attracted by Wang Hao who suddenly walked up. He opened his eyebrows and his third eye, and instantly understood the other person's thoughts.
The other party clearly wanted him to help kill the enemy who was chasing him.
Lin Qianxing didn't expect to meet a newcomer who was blocked by the spring.
If the other party died like this, he would have wasted a Blood Moon Token.
Moreover, the lifespan consumed by placing this Blood Moon Token is gone.
So Lin Qianxing really didn't want this man to die.
But it's impossible for him to help directly, as that would appear to be too cheap and kind-hearted.
His personality prevents him from having such clear emotional expressions.
After thinking for a moment, Lin Qianxing opened his mouth and said: "Since you are here, you should know that there is a price to pay for everything."
When Wang Hao heard Lin Qianxing's words, he immediately understood that the other party already knew his intentions.
Cost?
He looked at the glazed sword in his arms.
It seems like only weird things are collected here.
His glazed sword is not a magic thing.
Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something.
Before leaving the sect, the senior sister solemnly gave him a sachet, saying it would bring him luck.
Then, with his cultivation in the mortal realm, he was lucky enough to avoid the pursuit of Zhang Yuan, the old demon, and even obtained the Blood Moon Order and entered here.
Could that thing be a weird thing?
"Is this okay?" Wang Hao carefully took out a pink sachet from his arms and asked.
Lin Qianxing glanced at it and after realizing it was a strange thing, he nodded and said, "Of course."
As soon as he stretched out his hand, Lin Qianxing found the sachet in his palm.
Immediately, Lin Qianxing also saw its message.
[Good Luck Sachet: A sachet that will continuously bring good luck to people. [Quiet: Every time you experience good luck, you will experience a calamity of the same level.]]
Lin Qianxing raised his eyebrows, this thing is really interesting.
Do blessings and misfortunes depend on each other?
Unfortunately, it was of no use to him. He could only eat it to increase his cultivation.
Wang Hao watched the sachet disappear in Lin Qianxing's palm with some reluctance, and said, "Can you help me?"
Lin Qianxing nodded slightly, waved his hand, and a picture appeared in the center of the Blood Moon Palace.
That was Zhang Yuan who was angrily destroying the environment.
His cultivation level seems to have reached the sixth level of heaven. He is comparable to a star-catching expert in the main world, and can easily destroy a small world.
At this time, he started destroying things wantonly, turning thousands of miles around into a dead place.
The members in the Blood Moon Palace looked at this scene and were all wondering why Lin Qianxing could manifest such a picture.
Some Blood Moon Palace members who had been paying attention to Lin Qianxing and Wang Hao vaguely guessed something.
Seeing everyone's attention diverted, Lin Qianxing raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
Of course he did it on purpose.
For so long, except for the initial suppression of Buddhist monks, he has not shown his strength a few times.
This time, while most of the members were here, he could also show off his skills a little to show off his holiness, so as to prevent them from having all kinds of unnecessary speculations and suspicions in private.
Suddenly, Lin Qian took action.
He stretched out his right hand and made a flower-like gesture.
Immediately, the spear in his consciousness flashed with mysterious light.
At the same time, more than 99% of the power in Lin Qianxing's body was drained.
With a flick of his finger, a stream of gun energy was activated, instantly breaking through the void and locking onto Zhang Yuan.
This gun energy is currently Lin Qianxing's strongest attack method.
Not only is it extremely fast, it also has the effect of being sure to hit and break defenses.
Poof~!
Almost at the same time, the gun air burst open Zhang Yuan's head, destroying all his vitality.
Moreover, the gun energy remained unabated and landed on the ground.
The next moment, the earth in the picture cracked, fire spewed out, and the sky collapsed.
Seeing this scene, Lin Qianxing was very satisfied, but he murmured to himself: "It seems that I used a little more force."
Although the sound was not loud, it was like thunder in the ears of everyone in the Blood Moon Palace.
They had seen with their own eyes the damage that man had caused before.
That man's strength was so terrifying that not even two people in the Blood Moon Palace could compete with him.
Lin Qianxing killed him with a snap of his fingers, and the aftermath caused a devastating scene.
This time, everyone only felt that the strength of the Lord of the Blood Moon Palace was simply unpredictable!
While laymen watch the fun, insiders watch the door.
The monk admonishing Buddhist monks was among the crowd at this time.
His cultivation level is the eighth level of heaven.
The destruction caused by Lin Qianxing was not impossible for him.
But the truly terrifying place is not here.
What was really terrifying was that Lin Qianxingyuan, across an unknown number of years, accurately transferred his power to the creature with a snap of his fingers, and killed it without even activating the opponent's protective means.
Any of these details, taken out at random, are enough to make people think deeply.
On the contrary, the horrific damage caused may actually be caused by Lin Qianxing accidentally using too much force and miscalculating the opponent's strength.
The persuading monk took a breath of cold air and thought to himself: "This Lord of the Blood Moon Palace is probably the best among those saints, right?"
When he thought that he had actually wanted to take action against the master of the Blood Moon Palace, he now felt frightened.
Fortunately, he didn't care, otherwise the grass on his grave would be taller now.
No, I'm afraid there won't even be a grave.
Wang Hao, who had watched the whole scene, his eyes nearly popped out.
In addition to being extremely shocked, he also felt a little unbelievable.
That was the person he had sworn to take revenge on before. He was someone whose strength he could not even imagine in his wildest dreams. He might not be able to match him even after a lifetime of hard work.
However, at this time, he died with just a snap of a finger from the master of the Blood Moon Palace.
He felt like all this was a dream.
"The transaction is completed." Lin Qianxing waved away the projection screen and said to Wang Hao.
After saying that, he disappeared directly from where he was.
Pretending to be like this takes a lot of energy, so he has to go back and recover.
Seeing Lin Qianxing disappear, everyone in the Blood Moon Palace also bowed respectfully and said: "Farewell to the Lord of the Palace!!!"
When Wang Hao saw this, he quickly imitated the others and bowed to salute.
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