Under the mask, Su Yin looked at the Immortal Killing Cult Leader. The old man was still as malnourished as he was a few months ago.
"You brat, I'm surprised to see your skeleton. Why don't you and I take away the original blood of the Mo family? I will accept you as my disciple, and you and I will dominate the world together."
Everyone present was stunned by the words of the leader of the Killing Immortal Cult, especially the people from the Mo family on the high platform. On the other hand, Lan Hengsheng smiled as if he knew everything and everything would happen.
"Native blood?"
His tone seemed to be full of questions. Su Yin stood with his hands behind his hands and looked at the old Immortal Slaughter Cult Master, "My purpose is only the "Holy Medical Book" and other things are not in my eyes."
"Haha, it's so sanctimonious. With the original blood book, what does the "Holy Medical Book" mean?"
"snort!"
As if he was mocking the Immortal Killing Cult Leader, Su Yin's attitude also surprised everyone.
What is the original blood? It is a magical elixir that can lead to immortality. This person actually despises the original blood for the sake of a "Book of Holy Medicine".
"why are you laughing?"
"So what if you live forever? Living forever with all kinds of ailments is worse than living a life of freedom and ease."
In the eyes of everyone, Su Yin is a fool. Others don't understand what Su Yin means, but Mo Tianlei, Mo Lei and Mo Yuyan know what Su Yin means.
The Cursed Body is the most vicious physique in the world, and it is also a symbol of strength. However, once you become a Cursed Body, even though you have such frightening strength, you often suffer from heart-gnawing pain.
Native blood can make people immortal, but it cannot cure common diseases in the body.
Rather than being tormented by heart-gnawing pain all your life, it is better to get the "Holy Medical Book" and live happily without fighting against the world for decades.
Dressed in crescent white clothes, Su Yin waved his sleeves and pointed his slender index finger at the leader of the Immortal Killing Cult.
You are the leader of the Immortal Killing Cult, and you have lived for such a long time to be taken advantage of by a junior, don't you feel ashamed?"
Looking at the Immortal Killing Cult Leader with contempt, Lan Hengsheng in the stands slapped the table and said viciously.
"Yin Su, you are a stinky brat who is more likely to stir up dissension. If you have the guts, you will take the three moves of the Slaughter Immortal Cult Master. Let me see if you are still arrogant."
At this time, on the high platform, the winners and losers among the three camps have been clearly distinguished. Except for Hetian, the eight injured and disabled generals next to him are still intact, and the other seven have basically no fighting ability. They can stand.
I also tried my best on stage.
The eight people looked at Su Yin and the Immortal Killing Cult Leader. They had seen the terrifying strength of these two people before. Without waiting for them to speak, they walked down the stairs beside them.
This has never happened before,
But think about it, this year there are two perverted figures like Su Yin and the Immortal Killer Cult Leader. Not to mention eight of them together, even eighty or eight hundred people will be beaten to ashes by these two people.
The eight people had some considerations in mind as to why they gave up the stage early.
After all, no one wants to die tragically. There is still another chance to make a comeback, so why fight for this fatal point.
According to the rules of the competition, all eight people got off the high platform, and the remaining Su Yin and the Immortal Killing Leader were naturally the winners of the third round, and everyone got a share.
But it seems that these two people can't see what's going on in the middle-aged man's eyes. Their eyes are facing each other, and fierce sparks are colliding in the air.