Celestial

At the bottom, there is a blood lake of a dozen square feet.

The strong blood gas rose up, turned into a mist, and the powerful essence spread around, making the surrounding trees and trees grow strangely. The branches were stained with blood, not to mention, even the surface was born with blood veins, and moved. As if blood vessels.

The branches are rugged and full of anger, these plants are like some kind of monster...

At this time, although there are a lot of Taixiao disciples around, no one dares to get close...

"Be careful, don't provoke those trees, these things have been infested by evil spirits, and turned into a part of the blood lake, pulling it may pull the blood lake..."

At this time, it was Zhao Qingyang who was the leader of the Taixiao School to spread his disciples, and also the head of the true biography of the Taixiao School. If he had practiced for less than a thousand years, he was already in the realm of aspirations.

Originally, Zhao Qingyang did not need to come in person this time. After all, as the first person in the true biography, it was only necessary to **** the most important body of the big witch, and leave the remaining blood lake to other disciples.

But this time it was a bit different...

This time, it was the head who attached great importance to this big witch's body. He explained that every link of Zhao Qingyang must be handled properly.

Moreover, Zhao Qingyang himself is willing to stay here. After all, if this blood pool can complete refining, then its value is naturally needless to say.

When it is shipped back to the martial arts, it will inevitably be targeted by the elders of all parties. At that time, even if you are the first true biography, it is difficult to divide it into many...

While staying here, I can get close to the water tower and get the moon first. Once the refining is completed, how much will I say by then?

What, you ask, why is there half of the original? Impossible, the few ones are impurities that have been refined away!

As long as this blood pool can be refined, even this time, if you do not enter the ancestral tomb, it will have no effect...

Thinking of these, I suddenly felt something in the sky...

When I looked up, I saw only a dozen flying swords coming...

"who is it…"

As soon as he saw these dozen flying swords, Zhao Qingyang was shocked, but, before he could wait for precautions, those dozen flying swords had arrived suddenly.

In the blood that covered the sky and the sun, these flying swords broke a gap. At that speed, even the disciples of the guard were a little caught off guard, and they were rushed open under the impetuous momentum...

However, I only saw a figure after the flying sword...

White-haired live-action!

At the moment when he recognized the real white-haired person, Zhao Qingyang frowned. How did the real white-haired person come here?

As the true disciple of the head of Nanhuang Six Gates, Zhao Qingyang naturally heard about the incidents encountered by several other schools during this time.

As long as it is a bit of a harvest, it was all heard by this white-haired real person, and the harvest was captured by various means. At that time, a lot of people were crying and howling. I don’t know how many disciples have accumulated whitewash overnight...

However, Zhao Qingyang doesn't care much about these.

I am different from them. First of all, I have a tight blockade here. When an outsider comes closer, he will be found. And to be honest, Zhao Qingyang really does not think how strong that white-haired real person can be.

After all, until now, this white-haired real person has been using various shady means to secretly count others, but head-to-head confrontation is rare.

If you don’t take into account a lot, you can do it yourself with white hair and real people, and it’s not unusual...

In Zhao Qingyang's view, this real white-haired person always likes to take advantage of the loophole, and he dare not reach out to himself...

This was indeed the case at the beginning. From the excavation of this big witch's body to the present, it has been a very peaceful wife, and there have been no obstacles.

I just didn't expect that as soon as the big witch's body was transported away, the manpower was short, and this guy heard the news...

It's fast enough...

"This is my Taixiao station, not a place where you can spread the wild. I advise you to leave quickly, otherwise, I'm welcome!"

Zhao Qingyang's face sank, and when he looked at the white-haired real person, he didn't carelessly.

However, Zhao Qingyang didn't know that the real person with white hair actually had the same idea...

Damn, do you think I want to come?

Laozi, there’s no way...

However, nowadays, white-haired real people are not afraid to talk nonsense, but can only insist on saying: "Hey, I think your blood pool is good, if you are interested, just give some, and I will leave..."

"Great tone!"

When he first heard this, Zhao Qingyang was shocked. Then, he was angry and smiled, walking for so long inside and outside the desert ruins, for the first time when he saw such an arrogant person, he dared to threaten himself when he spoke.

It was a sneer at the time: "I don't think you want to live anymore. If so, then stay!"

With a loud drop, Zhao Qingyang shook his sleeves suddenly, and only a black light flew out.

When the black light came into the sky, it rose in the wind, and soon it turned into a simple clock.

This big clock looks old, with a seal engraved on it, revealing a simple and mysterious charm. After flying out, it is towards the white-haired real person, under the hood...

Suddenly, I saw this big clock expanding rapidly, and quickly reduced to the size of a hill. When it fell, the above Fuzhuan flashed quickly, with infinite coercion, as if to suppress everything around.

The Taixiao School has a long heritage and rich heritage, and is famous for its Nanhuang.

This ancient devil ancient clock is a real magic weapon of the heavenly order. Under this ancient clock, I don't know how many demons and ghosts have been killed in the town. Above history, there are many more evil things that have become dead souls under the clock.

Now once it is used, it is also very powerful. Under the powerful coercion, it is directly the immovable bomb that sealed the dozens of flying swords to the town, and even the white-haired real person can't be urged...

In fact, if the face of this big clock before the switch, the white-haired real person may also retreat...

But now it is a bit different...

After all, it is not only countless infamy to bring a white-haired real person to such a long time of fighting home and robbing home...

Seeing that the big clock fell, the white-haired real person did not mean to retreat. At that time, it was a bag of Qiankun, a dozen auras, just rushing out of it...

If you let those who have been patronized by white-haired real people look at it, you will be able to find the magic weapon from them.

At this moment, as soon as these magical weapons came out, I saw the light of the heavenly spirits shining, soaring into the sky, and hit the front of the falling big clock.

Suddenly, I only heard the sound of "Boom"...

The moment the two collided, the ancient clock was directly knocked out.