Looking at the vast desert ahead, Xiao Long asked: "When will this Blood Drinking Cult's mission end?"
"With the help of the lightning division, they are like cockroaches, they can't be chased away. When they lose their use value, they will come to an end." Mo asked.
The two continued to search aimlessly in the desert.
Xiao Long touched the sword gourd behind him and frowned slightly.
According to Elder Shu, the weapon spirit in the sword gourd has awakened, but now, there is still no movement.
"Gourd, Gourd, I heard that you are the relic of Immortal Emperor Wanjian, can you tell me something?" Xiao Long hugged Gourd and smiled.
The gourd didn't respond at all.
Another day has passed.
After the two of them destroyed the two sub-rudders, they were ready to return home.
According to calculations, Xiao Long should have accumulated nearly three million contribution points. He planned to go back and exchange for one hundred Imperial Stone Flying Swords to make up the total number of Tiangang Disha and complete a sword array.
"Boom!!!"
Suddenly, the desert began to shake, blowing up a piece of yellow sand, and there seemed to be waves of battle coming from the distance.
Xiao Long and Mo Wen looked at each other and flew in that direction in unison.
"Xiao Long, hey, there's a good show coming next." Daluo Immortal said with a sly smile.
"What's the show?" Xiao Long looked puzzled.
"Hey, you'll know later." Daluo Immortal said pretending to be mysterious.
Xiao Long looked strange, and Mo Wen quickly rushed over there.
At this moment, under the desert ground, a group of people in blood-clothed clothes were discussing quietly.
"The target is here, get ready for action!"
"Humph! This operation is inevitable!"
Everyone whispered among themselves.
When Xiao Long arrived at his destination, he found that there was a disciple of the Thunder Fire God Sect in front of him, who was being besieged by a group of blood-drinking cultists. Terrifying waves were heard, and he was beaten up by sand and rocks.
The disciple of the Thunder Fire God Sect already had several injuries on his body.
Without saying a word, Xiao Long pulled out the Flame Snake Sword. The sword lengthened to several thousand meters and whizzed past the crowd, killing many blood-drinking cultists in three strokes.
After the disciple was rescued, he stopped and took a few breaths.
"Damn! It was so dangerous, I almost fell down."
He cursed in a low voice, looked up at Xiao Long, cupped his fists and said, "Thank you for saving me. I wonder what your surname is?"
"Xiao Long, I wonder who you are..." Xiao Long asked.
"Xiao Long?"
The man was immediately shocked and said excitedly: "I am Yang Bo from Shuihui District, and you are Xiao Long who is ranked 23rd on the Kunlun Ranking?!"
Xiao Long touched his head and said: "Yes!"
"Haha! You are now a big shot in our Thunder Fire Divine Sect, a master of the Kunlun Ranking. There are only twenty-three in the entire Kunlun Realm. I am truly honored to meet you!"
Yang Bo seemed very excited, and regardless of his physical injuries, he laughed and flew in front of Xiao Long.
His eyes accidentally glanced at Mo Wen behind Xiao Long, and said: "He is..."
"I am Xiao Long's friend, a nobody." Mo asked.
"Haha! Xiao Long's friends are my Yang Bo's friends."
Yang Bo was very good at getting close and walked up to Xiao Long.
"What happened here? Why are you still being besieged?"
Xiao Long looked at the corpses of blood-drinking cultists everywhere and wondered.
"Oh, it's a long story. I'm just unlucky. Three men in blood-clothed clothes suddenly appeared, all with five-star combat power. If it hadn't been for your help, I might have died." Yang Bo sighed.
After saying that, he looked at Xiao Long, looked at it carefully, and said with a smile: "I heard that you have entered the Kunlun Ranking in less than a year. How do you practice? Can you teach me?"
Xiao Long didn't know how to answer. This was the first time he met such a person.
"Haha! It doesn't matter if you don't say it. Every genius has a secret."
Yang Bo smiled slightly and took a few steps towards Xiao Long.
Just then!
Suddenly, a dagger appeared in his hand and slashed towards Xiao Long's neck without any warning! As fast as lightning!
At this moment, he was very close to Xiao Long, and it happened in an instant.
He was attacked without warning. At this juncture, someone else might have been hit.
However, like a conditioned reflex, Xiao Long raised his hand to block, and dense dragon scales appeared in the palm of his hand. When the dagger scratched on it, a string of sparks appeared, but he was unscathed.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
This is not over yet.
At the same moment when Yang Bo attacked Xiao Long, a large number of people in blood-clothed clothes suddenly jumped out from the sand in all directions, showing an encircling posture, surrounding Xiao Long inside and out.
Even Mo Wen was surrounded.
"Buzz!"
A wave of formation waves swept across the entire place, and the space completely solidified, just like when Mo Wen was attacked!
"The same old thing again?" Mo Wen frowned.
Yang Bo withdrew and flew back. He failed to succeed in any of his moves and immediately retreated to a distance.
He stared at the dragon scales on Xiao Long's palm and said with a smile: "Dongfang Xianglong's methods? Interesting."
Xiao Long looked at him and said calmly: "What do you mean?"
"Haha! It's very simple. Drinking blood has taught me some benefits, so I can deal with you. Every master of the Kunlun Ranking has a big threat. It needs to be eradicated in advance. It's that simple." Yang Bo said with a smile.
After Xiao Long heard this, he sneered in his heart.
I'm afraid it's not the benefit given by the blood-drinking teaching, but the benefit given by Elder Lei.
The Blood-Drinking Cult was created by the Thunder and Lightning Division. Otherwise, how could the stalemate last for so long?
I just don’t know what Elder Lei is planning to do this time.
If you just want to get rid of him, you can just do it yourself. Why go around like this?
"It's a pity that he was about to be killed just after he made it to the Kunlun Ranking." Yang Bo sneered.
Xiao Long looked around, glanced around, and said: "These bunch of chickens and dogs are the people you sent to deal with me?"
Since he is on the Kunlun Ranking, it stands to reason that the other party should send a master with the cultivation level of the Immortal Emperor.
"Xiao Long, I admit that you are very strong. Unless you are a master on the Kunlun List, it will be difficult to kill you unless you are an Immortal Emperor."
"But don't think that we can't deal with you." Yang Bo said with a sarcastic look on his face.
A young man in blood clothes said: "Brother Yang, stop talking nonsense with him and let them see the new invention of our Blood Drinking Cult."
"Boom!!!"
There was a loud roar, the sand exploded, and a huge mass of flesh and blood flew out.
This is a ball of flesh with a diameter of ten thousand feet. It is fused with the flesh and blood of an unknown monster. It is covered with strange scales and it is peeled off from an unknown monster.
There are a hundred monster beast legs under the body, standing everywhere, and fifty wings growing on the back, including those of various monster beasts.
There are even ten heads, with bull heads and horse faces, all kinds of strange things.
This kind of fusion monster can be called a big mountain.
After Xiao Long took a look, he couldn't help but take a breath of air.
He had seen fusion monsters before, but never one so big. It was equivalent to a hundred fusion monsters fused again.