Hong Jun's voice was loud, but no one dared to come out to check.
The execution hall was arresting people everywhere, causing uproar throughout the city. There were sounds of fighting every night, and everyone was afraid of getting into trouble, especially during this critical period.
In the execution hall, Geng Huamao, who was correcting official documents, was a little irritable. Hearing Hong Jun's voice, he couldn't help but frown: "What's going on with this Hong Jun? There's a lot of yelling in the punishment hall!"
Before he could stand up, there was a scream in the sky, and a figure fell from a high altitude and hit the tiles on the execution hall.
With a crash, a person fell heavily to the ground, his body bruised with blood.
Most of the chest was empty, as if something had directly smashed the chest, not even the flesh residue was left.
Looking at the corpse, Geng Huamao's expression immediately turned gloomy. Hong Jun, Ji Feng, and Tian Yangbo have always been his right-hand assistants. Over the past tens of millions of years, many things that he has not intervened in have been like this.
Three people are doing it.
Now Hong Jun has died in front of him, and he has just eradicated Xiang Rongxuan. Who is it that would cause this trouble when he is at the height of his popularity?
Unfortunately, Geng Huamao didn't know that not only Hong Jun, but also Ji Feng and Tian Yangbo were dead.
If he found out, he would be so angry that he would vomit blood, right?
Even just seeing Hong Jun's body was enough to make Geng Huamao tremble with anger. As soon as he stepped on the ground, the marble beneath his feet shattered. The whole house shook violently and almost collapsed.
He rose into the sky and looked around. In this dark night, under the starry sky, he quickly discovered who had killed Hong Jun!
"Taoist Qinglian!" Geng Huamao stared at the man in green robes with his eyes wide open, showing a cold and biting expression.
"I didn't go looking for you, but you brought it to your door yourself. Just in time, the five innate treasures on your body are now mine!"
Geng Huamao looked cold and smiled sarcastically.
In the past, Wang Shuo did kill one of his corpse-killing bodies, but that body was only at the pinnacle level of a quasi-sage, while Geng Huamao's true body had a cultivation level as high as killing two corpses.
How could the green-robed Taoist in front of him be his opponent?
What's more, not only does this Taoist possess an innate treasure, he also happens to have one in his hand. Although it is broken, it can still be used normally.
He would not use this thing unless it was a critical moment. He would only use it as a last resort.
Now, if he can deal with this Taoist and seize five innate treasures, it will be a great opportunity for him!
"If I get these five treasures, no one among the saints can be my opponent!"
The more he thought about it, the more fiery look appeared in his eyes. He originally thought that Taoist Qinglian was killed by Saint Tianmeng and the five innate treasures were gone. Who knew that happiness would come so suddenly.
"If you hand over the innate treasure yourself, I can let you go, and I can also help you get the saint's approval. From now on, in this saint's city, you can enjoy any glory and wealth, and get countless resources!"
In order to prevent Taoist Qinglian from escaping, Geng Huamao began to use inducements. If this man was sensible, he might be able to save a lot of effort.
As for whether you will get everything he promised afterwards, it depends on his mood. Anyone can say anything about a verbal agreement.
"If you are willing, I can also give you some of this beautiful woman from the Holy City. As long as you like a girl from a family, just tell me and I will tell you."
Resources, power, beauty...
In the eyes of ordinary people, these things can be exchanged for life, but in the hands of Geng Huamao, they are not as valuable as a treasure.
But does Wang Shuo care about these things? At his level, in the primitive world, it is not just a matter of opening his mouth to control the wind and rain, what kind of woman he wants and what to say?
As for resources, haha, Wang Shuo just plucked a piece of leg hair, and it was thicker than Geng Huamao's waist.
"What? You're not moved? I can also persuade the saint to let you in and listen to the lectures several times when he preaches." Geng Huamao tempted again.
Wang Shuo narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Okay, I want the power, beauty, and resources you give me."
As he spoke, he walked over, not seeing anything strange at all, as if he was really moved.
One step, ten steps, a hundred steps...
The sky is flying, getting closer and closer.
"And the sermons of the saints you mentioned are something I can only dream of." Wang Shuo continued to speak. If his expression hadn't been cold, Geng Huamao would have believed it.
"Boy, don't think I'm afraid of you. If you're so stubborn, don't blame me for being cruel!" Geng Huamao finally got impatient, and a horoscope appeared in his hand, dotted with stars!
This was the incomplete innate spiritual treasure 'Zhutian Pan' that he accidentally obtained. Although it could only be released for a short period of time before the power of the innate treasure collapsed, it was enough to deal with Wang Shuo.
The only thing he is worried about is that the fight between the two will attract the saint. If his master comes, he is afraid that these five innate treasures will not be his turn.
"If you want to fight, it's better to go to the mountains outside. Here, I'm afraid of affecting ordinary mortals." Geng Huamao said.
"Oh? Are you so kind?" Wang Shuo smiled half-heartedly, but he agreed. He was also afraid of attracting the saint. Since Geng Huamao was so anxious to die, then let him help him.
The two of them looked at each other in tacit understanding, walked outside, turned into two streams of light, and disappeared into the night.
In the darkness, Qiuying followed behind, frowning, and followed.
He was ordered to follow Wang Shuo in order to pay attention to his every move so that he could report it to the saint.
Taking out an ultimatum, he turned what he saw and heard into words and typed them into the ultimatum. As the golden light spread, a luster inside the ultimatum disappeared into nothingness.
Saint Tianmeng, who was far away in Tianmeng City, was sitting in his palace and quickly received these words. He looked at the golden words that appeared in his eyes and read them again.
Saint Tianmeng couldn't help showing a look of surprise, and murmured: "I didn't expect this kid to really go to Tianmeng City to kill people, and he also killed three disciples of the saint who beheaded one of their corpses. This guy is causing trouble in Qinghong City.
, really brave.”
As I read the next few lines, it clearly said that Wang Shuo and Geng Huamao were flying out of the city, as if they were going to fight Geng Huamao to the death.
But how could this green-robed Taoist, who was only in the early stage of a quasi-sage, fight Geng Huamao who had killed two corpses?
This made Saint Tianmeng shake his head: "It's still too bold. Does he really think that a master who kills two corpses will be so easy to deal with? If he kills a few people who kill one corpse and then starts to be arrogant, you will suffer a lot."
Thinking of this, he also typed a few lines of golden text, activated the ultimatum to turn the text into flowing light, and sent it to Qiuying.