"Don't worry, with your current level of cultivation, Han Sanqian will die a good death. However, please remember that Han Sanqian has the Pangu Ax, the King of All Weapons, in his hand. Although he cannot fully use it yet,
"A skinny camel is bigger than a horse." The old man smiled sinisterly.
"You are originally a sword spirit, so I used the blood of thousands of people to forge your body, and used the souls of thousands of people to help shape your cultivation. You can be invisible and shadowless, like a ghost, and can avoid the attack of Pangu's ax to the greatest extent."
After 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 and you will never be reincarnated, so you must be careful. However, as long as it exists, you will be immortal.
If you fight to the death, if you add the two together, even if Han Sanqian has the Pangu Ax, it will not be that simple to eliminate you."
Chi Meng nodded with satisfaction: "Don't worry, I have to remove the head of that thief."
"Before he masters the Pangu Ax, completely eliminate him. Our Lord wants the Pangu Ax, and you can devour his body. Once you succeed, you will become a dominating demon in the world of Bafang." The old man said with a sinister smile.
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When Chi Meng heard this, he immediately smiled ferociously. His bloody face was completely shameless, and his smile was like a pile of mud twisted together.
In order to deal with Han Sanqian and avenge himself, Chi Meng didn't care what method he used.
The top of Qishan Mountain!
The white snow is vast.
Located at the highest peak, there is a majestic palace, sapphire and inkstone, antique.
The hall is surrounded by seventy-two small halls and a central main hall. The central courtyard is the size of two football fields. The four beasts stand at the four corners. They are tall and majestic, and they are not angry.
There is a plaque on the main hall called Qishan Hall, which is also the name of the whole hall. It is the highest of Qishan Mountain and sits on the top of Qishan Mountain.
In the palace, the heroes of the larger sects or families were sitting on both sides. In the upper position, the representatives of the three major families and the master of the Qishan Palace were sitting at attention.
At this moment, a gatekeeper from the audience ran in panting: "Tell the master of the palace that there is someone outside the hall asking to see you."
The master of the Qishan Palace is called Gu Yue. He is over 80,000 years old this year. He is the oldest and most senior person in the world, and there is no one in the world.
In addition, the Qishan Palace he manages is an extremely independent and dignified place in the Bafang World. Therefore, Gu Yue's reputation in the Bafang World has always been low-key but at the same time respected by everyone.
"We, at the top of Qishan Mountain, have been ordered by fate to hold a martial arts competition to determine the heroes. Xiao Jin, you are a guest when you come in. Please come in." Gu Yue laughed.
Although he is old and his hair and beard are all white, he is full of energy and has bright eyes, just like a young man.
There are rumors from outsiders that Gu Yue's cultivation has almost reached the realm of True God, but she has never been willing to compete for the position of True God.
There are also legends that Gu Yue’s own cultivation is actually higher than that of the three true gods, so she has always been the master of the Qishan Palace. Everyone knows that the election of the true gods in the Bafang World requires a martial arts competition, and the martial arts competition must be organized by Qishan.
The top of Qishan Mountain presides over it. In a sense, the power of the top of Qishan Mountain is sometimes no less than that of the three true gods.
However, no matter what kind of legend, it is just a legend, but what is certain is that Gu Yue's own cultivation level is very high. After all, legends are legends, but they must be based on certain facts.
The disciple lowered his head: "But..."
"But what?" Gu Yue suddenly said dissatisfied. In front of so many people, his disciple talked down to Nuonuo, which really made him feel unhappy.
"However, the people who came claimed to be helping their families, but their bodies were covered with blood and their demonic aura was extremely strong. I am worried..." As he said this, the disciple lowered his brows.
"Fu family?" Gu Yue frowned slightly and looked at Futian.
When Futian heard this, he naturally smiled: "Senior Gu, all my Fu family members have arrived, and there is no one who has not arrived. Moreover, I heard that there are still people with demonic aura. I am afraid that someone is pretending to be here, so let's send him away."
In this situation, Futian was naturally unwilling to associate the Fu family with people from the devil's path and hurriedly distanced themselves from the relationship.
Besides, the number of people he supports has indeed arrived, so where can he help his family?
"Hey, there are so many heroes from our Bafang World gathered here. Even if they are demons, are we still afraid of him? Let them in?" At this time, the steward Ao Yong, the representative of the Eternal Sea Territory, said coldly.
It was obvious that Ao Yong did this on purpose, and his purpose was naturally not to let go of any opportunity to humiliate the Fu family.
Futian's face turned cold, but he could not argue. 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 at the top of Qishan Mountain.
When he saw the person coming, Futian was shocked and his face turned pale. He was even more uglier than eating Xiang, because the person who came was none other than Fu Mei and others who were traveling with Han Sanqian.
"Fu Mei, why is it you?" Fu Tian gradually became anxious. If Fu Mei is like this, could there be something wrong with Han Sanqian?
Fu Mei was about to speak, but Ao Yong sneered at the side: "Looking at the bloody appearance, he obviously went to explore the treasures near Qishan Mountain."
Fu Mei wanted to find an excuse to say that she had an accident on the way, but she didn't expect to be directly exposed by Ao Yong, and her words suddenly got stuck in her throat.
However, Fu Mei soon found a more powerful excuse: "I told the clan leader that Han Sanqian insisted on going treasure hunting. I couldn't persuade him, but in the end..."
"As a result...there was an accident."
It was obviously Fumei's own ambition to force Han Sanqian to go. After something happened, he promptly dumped the blame on Han Sanqian. Now, in order to escape Futian's punishment, he even beat Han Sanqian. It was really despicable and shameless.
Despicable to the extreme.
"Accident? How could there be an accident?" Futian said in confusion and unwillingness. He had made extremely detailed arrangements for Fumei and Han Sanqian to take a small path, and he built up momentum and resisted them along the way.
How many people wanted to stop and kill Han Sanqian on the way, but now...
Now, I told myself that Han Sanqian still had an accident?!
Even Futian's mentality was a little broken at this time. Looking at Fumei, he was very emotional, his hands were shaking, and his eyes were about to burst into cannibalistic rage: "What about Han Sanqian?!"
Fu Mei lowered her head for a long time before she dared to murmur: "He was thrown into the endless abyss."
"He was thrown into the endless abyss?" Fu Tianhuangshen staggered, and then his expression gradually became distorted. He gritted his teeth and walked in front of Fu Mei in a few steps.
"Crack!"
With a muffled sound, Futian slapped Fumei hard on the face!
