In the southwest sand sea, the violent wind dissipated and the domineering sand became silent.
Taoist Yuchen recalled the Qingping Sword, and Ling Xiao's sword intention was also put away.
He took steps and was planning to continue walking south.
Suddenly there was a roar and the earth shook. Taoist Yuchen stood still and was silent for a while.
He turned around and walked eastward.
Let’s stop here for our trip to the southwest. The east is sunny and windy, so it’s a good place to practice swordsmanship.
At least, there should be no earthquakes.
Taoist Yuchen, who was ready to pay attention, stepped a lot faster.
In a valley, two figures appeared.
The old man's breath was unstable, and the golden cup in his palm was dim. It was obvious that both the man and the spirit treasure were seriously injured.
The bloody-robed Taoist was leaning on the ground with his killing sword in both hands, his hair and robes were messy, and his injuries... weren't serious?
The old man sitting cross-legged on the ground and adjusting his breath was speechless for a while.
He could feel that the most solid ray of calamity in the blood-clothed Taoist's body was slowly dissipating, and a knot of cause and effect was quietly untied.
"Is this okay?" The old man really didn't expect it.
He knew that the blood-robed Taoist was riddled with karma and calamity.
So I just wanted to use the Taoist priest in blood to recruit some ferocious beasts for him, oh no, it's a monster.
After using it, give the corresponding reward and kick it away. After all, the blood clothes are too weak.
I didn't expect that the Taoist in Blood Clothes would decline to such an extent. He had attracted a lot of monsters, but in the end, he attracted the Demon Supreme!
The old man blocked the disaster for the Taoist in blood.
Yes, stop the disaster.
Originally, if the old man had not found the Taoist in Blood Clothes, he would definitely have received that shot until the end of his research on the Blood Clothes.
Even if the attack takes place relatively late, the Taoist in Blood Clothes will definitely not be able to stop him. It would be a fatal disaster.
Coincidentally, the old man wanted to take advantage of the blood-clothed Taoist. Before he kicked the blood-clothed Taoist away, he felt that he had joined the research on Warcraft, and then he inexplicably became the leader of the research.
In the end, Jianshi took the shot for the bloody Taoist.
The old man sighed: "Sure enough, in a great calamity, this cause and effect cannot be formed at will."
He relies on his high level of cultivation and dares to take the initiative to find the blood-clothed Taoist to form a cause, so it will be the result of blocking the disaster for him!
"If it weren't for the old man's tricks, I almost couldn't resist the 'fruit'!"
The old man's face was a little dark. In the catastrophe, there was no emphasis on the equality of cause and effect. He had withstood most of the power of that shot.
The bloody-robed Taoist put away his killing sword, straightened his robe, and saw the old man's face.
After he approached, he bowed and said seriously: "Thank you, senior, for saving your life!"
The blood-clothed Taoist felt the changes in calamity and cause and effect. Even if he vaguely guessed something, he still felt that he had to accept this feeling.
The old man's face looked much better when he saw the attitude of the Taoist in blood.
"My little friend, you don't have to be like this. The old man may have been destined for this calamity."
After receiving a shot, the old man became more open-minded.
"My little friend is really lucky," the old man sighed again.
The bloody-robed Taoist lowered his head and said nothing. He really didn't want to encounter such a thing as a near-death encounter.
If we are unlucky next time, we may lose our lives.
The old man finished adjusting his breath, put away the golden cup and stood up slowly.
He said to the Taoist in blood, "My name is King Pan!"
The old man doesn't mind telling the Taoist priest his real name now, after all, he is now a close friend of life and death.
The blood-clothed Taoist was stunned and blurted out: "Pangu's Pan?"
The old man laughed loudly, "Yes, Pangu's Pan!"
"Junior Xueyi." Faced with the old man's frankness, the Xueyi Taoist said hesitantly.
"Blood clothes?"
"Blood clothes!"
This time his tone was much firmer. I asked him a hundred times and he was also a Taoist in blood!
King Pan did not pursue the matter further, he understood it very well.
"The old man lives in Liupan Mountain among the 100,000 mountains. If my little friend can successfully survive this catastrophe, you are welcome to come and be our guest."
The implication is, don’t come before the catastrophe is over! It’s best if you can survive it, but what’s the point if you can’t survive it?
Obviously, King Pan was also afraid of this weakling, the Taoist in Blood Clothes. His arms and legs were not good at all, and he did not want to be shot again.
When he met the Taoist in Blood Clothes, he felt that the two of them were destined to each other. Now it seems that they are not destined to be, so it would be better to get away as soon as possible.
The Taoist in Blood Clothes heard what Pan Wang meant and his face turned a little dark.
But it was hard to say anything, so he cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, senior!"
Then the bloody-robed Taoist said goodbye to King Pan. He obviously didn't want to stay with him anymore, so it was better to leave as soon as possible.
Anyway, this time it was the Taoist in blood who benefited, while King Pan suffered a huge loss.
Now that King Pan is not pursuing him, Taoist Taoist in Blood Clothes is thankful to God.
"Wait a minute!" King Pan suddenly called out to the Taoist in blood, and the Taoist in blood became tense for a moment.
King Pan glanced at him and said angrily: "If you wanted to take action, would you still be alive now?"
Although the old man was seriously injured, there was still no problem in taking down the bloody-robed Taoist.
Of course, the premise is that the Taoist priest in blood clothes doesn't recruit anyone behind the scenes.
"Take this as a reward for your previous help." King Pan took out a golden cicada and handed it to the Taoist in blood.
Seeing Pan Wang being so sincere, the blood-robed Taoist felt a little embarrassed and said, "Senior, isn't this inappropriate?"
They helped him avoid the disaster and suffered heavy losses. Now they are giving him a reward. This is the first time that the Taoist in Blood Clothes has met such a kind-hearted senior.
King Pan rolled his eyes, "Just take it if I tell you to. What nonsense are you talking about? The old man doesn't like to owe people anything."
Reward is reward, cause and effect is cause and effect, the cause and effect is over, it is better to give the reward.
If he is not paid and something happens due to this, where can he go to reason?
The bloody-robed Taoist had no choice but to take the small golden cicada, put it in his hand and look at it, "This golden cicada..."
"Feeding with blood and water for a while may be of some use at critical moments." King Pan said calmly.
The Taoist priest in blood clothes nodded after hearing this.
Put away the golden cicada and plan to study it later.
King Pan added, "After that shot, the relationship between you and that person is over. As long as you don't continue to study those monsters, that person will probably not take action again."
The strong also have the arrogance of the strong, especially the Supreme Demonic Dao. Furthermore, he suspected that that person was tripped up by something, or that the Warcraft matter was not a crucial plan for that person.
, otherwise he wouldn’t have just thrown one shot and then stopped taking action.
Even though this shot almost killed both of them.
Of course, there is another possibility that the person doesn't think they are a big threat and doesn't bother to take action again.
Upon hearing King Pan's kind reminder, the Taoist in Blood Clothes quickly expressed that he would never have anything to do with Warcraft.
Whoever wants to touch it, he Xueyi won't touch it again anyway.
King Pan was unconvinced by his words. Some things were not as expected. Moreover, the Taoist in Blood Clothes was definitely not a peaceful master!
"Senior, I'll take my leave then." The Taoist priest in blood bowed to King Pan and turned around to walk out of the valley.
King Pan looked at the departing figure of the bloody-robed Taoist and murmured to himself: If this little guy can really survive this catastrophe, then there will be another interesting being in the world from now on.
If the Taoist in Blood Clothes is not dead now, then it will not be so easy to die in the future.
Then King Pan started to get into trouble again. Although there was a high probability that that person would not take action again, he had provoked that person after all, and anything could happen under this catastrophe.
Don’t be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of what happens!
"Forget it, let's take it one step at a time. It's important to recover from your injuries first." King Pan sighed and disappeared into the valley.