"If you don't agree, I will first kill the warriors behind you, and then kill your family members one by one until you agree."
It's hard to imagine that a gentle and gentle young man would say such cold words.
His voice was not harsh, on the contrary, it was gentle.
Calmly and calmly, he seemed to be telling his friends whether he should crush the ants to death and turn the entire ant nest over, not sparing any of them.
"Although the Forbidden Land has great restrictions on us, we can still do it by extracting souls and refining souls."
The guard who stood behind the young master like a wooden sculpture slowly raised his head.
It was an old face.
A pair of eyes are very bright, like an ancient wild beast. When staring at people, it seems that the space has stagnated, freezing the souls of those being looked down upon.
Everyone was horrified.
They have all heard about the power of the nobles in the capital, and they often turn people into fly ash, but this is the first time they see them.
The fierce murderous intent burst out from the old man's body, leaving everyone speechless.
Zhao Qingyi's palms trembled slightly, and his body couldn't help but bend down while holding the ancient sword.
But he still gritted his teeth and held on.
Even though a trace of blood was flowing down the corner of his mouth, his sharp iron eyes stared at the noble master and asked in a hoarse voice: "No one cares?"
He didn't believe that even if the other party was an immortal, he wouldn't be able to kill someone at will without being punished.
On that day, Xia Long said that he had killed many Jindan monks.
Tianxialou also monitors the world.
Wen Zhaowu looked at the stubborn green-robed warrior with a surprised look in his eyes. It seemed that this man knew something.
"When the crops grow in the crop field, the owner will sell them. If the buyers accidentally trample a crop to death, of course the owner will pursue the case, but they just buy it."
He paused and continued, as if there was no need to hide anything from the ants: "Killing is indeed a big deal."
"I also know a thing or two about the method of not killing but living worse than death."
He thought that there should be a paradise outside the forbidden land of God.
It is a holy land for gods and immortals, a blessed land and cave.
Just like the fairy knights described in the picture book, talking about the world of mortals, I didn't expect that it was the same everywhere, but maybe it wasn't called Jianghu anymore.
Wen Zhaowu's expression was as usual.
He just wants to break through Zhao Qingyi's psychological defense step by step.
As long as he can take away this opportunity, he doesn't care whether it's through coercion or inducement.
But it's better if the other party is willing.
Otherwise there will always be cause and effect involved.
"so……"
"So do you really think you are strong enough?" A strange voice came from the other end of the official road.
Immediately afterwards, three Linjiao horses approached quickly, but the dark warrior at the head had no intention of dismounting. He sat on the tall horse and looked down.
"Be bold!"
The old man behind the noble master was furious.
The aura of cleverness turned into a terrifying wild beast that was about to completely engulf the dark warrior on the tall horse.
However, the world was in panic, and the inspiration and breath quickly turned into the spring breeze and dissipated.
The old man who caused the change in the sky realized the horror of the forbidden land, and even a saint like him could not take action.
However, as an old saint, even if he does not use magic power and only relies on his physical body, he can shatter the stars and pick up the sun and moon. A mere first-step Qi-blood martial artist will die with one punch.
"No matter how noble a person you are outside, when you come to the forbidden land, not only will you be unable to use your magic power, but your physical body will gradually be suppressed by heaven and earth."
"The more times you take action, the weaker it becomes."
Shou He held down the Blood God Halberd, turned over and fell to the ground.
The energy and blood agitated turned into smoke and shot straight into the sky.
The three-foot Blood God Halberd suddenly turned into a foot-long sword.
The bloody aura seemed to be a generous cloak draped over his body.
"Brother!"
Zhao Qingyi was overjoyed.
I didn't expect Shouhe to come.
When Longevity comes, the old god who looks like a big demon will definitely be nearby. At this moment, he feels confident.
Shou He nodded slightly towards Zhao Qingyi, then looked at Wen Zhaowu and said: "One day he will be completely exhausted by the world."
"It's true that we are ants. You have heard that ants kill elephants. With the blessing of heaven and earth, we are all heroes chosen by God. We can kill gods and immortals!"
"insightful."
Wen Zhaowu clapped his hands and gave a thumbs up.
It turns out that the mortals in the Forbidden Land are not ignorant, they know how to use their own advantages.
However, mortals are no match for monks.
What's more, the one who protects him is an old saint.
"Since he is a hero, please trouble Mr. Ibis to give him some guidance."
"Old slave, I obey!"
The old saint, known as the Ibis Elder, slowly walked towards Shou He.
"call."
How could Shou hold the Blood Divine Halberd tightly.
Qi and blood are steaming and surging, and the strange phenomenon of wolf smoke reaches the sky.
The blood god armor is attached to the body.
At this moment, a whisper came to his ear: "You are no match for this old guy. Even if he can't use his magic power, the saint can kill you with one punch."
"what do I do?"
"It's better to let me, an old ghost, meet him."
"Watch the kill!"
The old Ibis shouted angrily.
The old saint burst out like a terrifying thunder from the distant sky.
The other warriors couldn't see clearly at all. Only Zhao Qingyi could see a little bit of the secrets. The more so, the more he could feel the difference.
What a chasm that is.
It's like the difference between a human and a piglet.
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Wen Zhaowu, who was waving a folding fan and holding his shoulders, looked calm.
In his eyes, the man holding the bloody halberd could only end up being smashed into a bloody mist.
boom!
Shou He, who was holding the Blood God Halberd, remained motionless.
Wen Zhaowu, who was holding a folding fan, opened his eyes wide, not because he was shocked that Shou He was intact, but because a tall figure stood in front of Shou He.
The tall figure also punched brazenly, exchanging punches with the ibis honestly.
But the Ibis elder's iron fist has turned into white bones.
The tall figure is as towering as a mountain.
like a statue.
The old ibis saint stared at the tall figure that appeared.
Can't see clearly.
The other party's appearance was obscured by the blood-colored mist, making it impossible to see clearly.
Only a black and red robe was fluttering, but if you look closely, the robe seemed to be woven with blood, and the threads were not gold or silver threads at all but tiny blood vessels.
The tall figure has two horns on his head, and his long hair is draped over his shoulders like a waterfall, and he still maintains the appearance of raising his fists.
The cracked flesh and blood on the Old Ibis Saint's body healed quickly.
He muttered: "Incarnation? Dharmakaya?"
"If the Taoist friend's true self comes in person, I will give you some points. How much strength can you have with just a Dharma body?"
The bloody body from the top corner punched again.
There is no Taoism or magic blessing.
There is only terrifying brute force.
Bang!
The Ibis Saint also punched.
A punch was delivered.
The fist and the entire shoulder were completely shattered and turned into bloody mist.
Without any accident, it flew backwards for more than ten feet before landing heavily on the ground.
It took a long time before he got up in embarrassment.
At this moment, the eyes of the old Ibis Saint were full of fear.
Just now, he really thought he was going to be beaten to death.
This is a forbidden place.
Once they die, the three gods will be suppressed by heaven and earth and cannot escape at all.
The bloody body in the top corner was about to move forward.
"senior!"
"Junior Tianmen Holy Land, I heard Zhaowu."
"I also ask senior to let us live if the junior doesn't know that he was chosen by senior."
Wen Zhaowu bowed with his hands raised.
Now he was no longer as calm and calm as before, fear and hesitation appeared on his face, and he was bowing his head.
"Tianmen Holy Land will remember the kindness of our predecessors."
On the other side, the old Ibis saint crawled out of the pit and knelt on the ground.
He kowtowed and said, "Senior, please spare my young master's life!"
Not to mention Zhao Qingyi, the other warriors would have been scared to death.
They never thought that the noble young master who just seemed to be indifferent to the common people would have to bow respectfully at this moment.
Even the arrogant old man had one of his arms smashed alive.
He had no choice but to crawl out of the pit and kneel on the ground begging for forgiveness.
This is simply a powerful force?!
Everyone looked at the bloody figure.
tall.
Dazzling.
The horn of the halberd pointed diagonally at the blue sky, like an unparalleled demon.
"What kind of imperial background does this require?"
Zhao Qingyi swallowed hard, his eyes blazing with fire.
At the same time, he secretly said: "I made the right bet!"
"roll."
The bloody figure spat out one word.
It turned into a drop of black-red blood and hovered on Shou He's forehead.
"Thank you, senior!"
Hearing that Zhao Wu felt like I had received a general amnesty.
He picked up the old Ibis Saint from the ground and walked away without looking back.
Master and servant leave.
Only then did the Old Ibis Saint dare to use his skills to repair his injuries. Unable to suppress the fear in his heart, he said: "Master, let's go quickly!"
Wen Zhaowu looked gloomy and scared.
There is also a little bit of joy.
When I went out, my family repeatedly told me not to be arrogant.
There were many people with advanced Taoism who entered the divine land together, even the outstanding ones of his age.
He has tried to be as low-profile as possible.
I don’t know if it was good luck or bad luck that I happened to bump into one.
Just a drop of demon blood incarnation caused his old guardian saint to be seriously injured.
So what kind of cultivation should the person behind it be?
…
The demonic blood merges into the soul flag.
Shou He's lips suddenly turned white.
Just a drop of the divine blood that drove the old immortal made him unable to sustain his energy and blood.
This is unbelievable!
If it continues, it may lead to depletion of Qi and blood, affecting the origin and foundation of the warrior.
"Old immortal, you don't have to worry about my blood."
"It's easy to kill them, but it's hard to protect you from death."
Tu Shanjun withdrew his gaze.
He sighed: "These disciples of the big sects have many life-saving treasures. If something goes wrong, the entire Wanning County will be affected. Of course you will not be spared."
Shou He also realized that he had serious murderous intentions.
This feels like he got the Blood God Halberd back then.
Holding a sharp knife in hand, murderous intention arises.
"Brother Shou."
Zhao Qingyi hurriedly came forward and said gratefully: "Thank you for your help, brother."
"Since I am the king of one party, I will not allow anyone to die in my jurisdiction, let alone you and my brother, no need to say thank you."
Shou He waved his hand and asked instead: "How did you provoke them? I heard from Shang Feng that those outsiders rarely take action."
Zhao Qingyi said: "Let's go back to the village and explain everything to my brother."