Immortal and evil martial arts, starting from picking up experience

It seems that this is a unique method they practiced with evil methods.

"I don't know, these exercises of the Sacred Heart believers are quite weird..."

"To be precise, since they set foot on this path, they are destined to be different from normal warriors."

"They complete their cultivation by devouring living beings, which will cause mutations in their bodies."

"Multiple arms, bloated, three eyes, multiple fingers, huge stature, etc..."

The Taoist priest said in a deep voice, "They are unknown and unfortunate."

"If you want to attack them, you must be extremely careful."

"Thank you, Daoist."

Qin Huai cupped his fists again.

Knowing the specific effect of the black blood today, I feel much more at ease.

No matter how strong the black blood boost is, can it be stronger than the dragon corpse?

"Master Qin, don't think that you are invincible because you have the power of the Dragon King."

The Taoist priest shouted at Qin Huai's back.

"Only when you go to Qingzhou City, will you have a chance to be truly invincible."

The Taoist shook his head.

This kid who has cultivated the Dragon King's power is actually a bit gentle and honest...

It's really unpredictable.

Dao Chang's face suddenly became flushed.

"Stinky boy, you dare to give the old man an aphrodisiac?!"

He quickly rushed out of the Taoist temple, where he could still see Qin Huai's figure.

"Didn't it just give you a punch!"

"You just attacked a 100-year-old Daoist like this!"

The Taoist suddenly felt his mouth go dry.

No, the day to go to Fenglou next month has to be moved forward a few days.

Chapter 139 Forced to kill Nine Dragon Gate! (5k)

September hook.

The goose feather heavy snow covered most of the entire arc-shaped mountain.

on silver frost,

Many Sacred Heart believers in ragged clothes raised their heads, their eyes were dull, and their limbs twitched...

His body trembled and he walked aimlessly on the snowy ground.

There are also some people, with their limbs sticking to the ground, sniffing their noses like wild animals.

From time to time, hot air was exhaled from their mouths, suddenly, as if they were walking corpses.

Fatty Ji Yuan looked at the Sacred Heart believers all over the mountains and plains with a gloomy face.

"We've been shrinking for half a month."

"Could it be that because of Qin Huai, we will always be cowards?"

Zou Shuang looked calm, holding an iron pestle, and kept sharpening it on the whetstone.

"If you want me to say, you and I just invite the holy blood to the upper body... Wouldn't it be good if we pushed the Nine Dragon Gate horizontally?"

Ji Yuan was a little annoyed.

He hadn't eaten too fresh blood food for many days.

All the villages within a radius of thirty miles of Jiuyuegou were slaughtered by his men.

Now only a small group of believers can be separated and go to further cities to hunt blood food.

"I don't believe it anymore, can Qin Huai care less about his subordinates than us?"

Zou Shuang listened to Ji Yuan's endless nagging, and stopped working.

"Don't forget what the mission the adults gave us is exactly."

"Let the entire Lingjiang County become an altar." Ji Yuan gritted his teeth, his fiery temper seemed to disappear instantly.

And the time limit given by that adult is only three years.

Almost a third of the time has now passed.

Their results were less than ideal.

Most of the reasons are thanks to that Qin Huai.

Proficient in the way of poison, as soon as he appeared, there were many warriors who were poisoned and died, which was impossible to guard against.

And the weird posture on his body is also very amazing.

Now even the Great Blood Refining has no way to survive in the face of its terrifying power.

If we say that the pure quantity accumulation is only ineffective for the strong bone tattoos.

In the face of Qin Huai's bone tattoo environment, the number is really meaningless.

"Be patient, the rise of Qinhuai...someone is more disturbed than us."

Zou Shuang's voice was cold.

"As far as I know, Song Ya started hunting from Pingnan City, and killed Qin Huai hundreds of miles away."

"Even after he joined the Li family in Jiulongmen, there was still a very bold assassination."

"This kind of enmity, do you think Qin Huai's character will let it go?"

Zou Shuang stopped working and held the iron pestle in the sunlight.

The dazzling light hit the iron rod, exuding bursts of coldness.

"Even if Qin Huai can let it go, Song Ya will accept it? Can he sleep at night?"

"You have news?"

Ji Yuan figured out some taste.

Zou Shuang said coldly, "A few days ago, by coincidence, I borrowed a person who delivered a letter to the Sheriff's Mansion... The recent correspondence between Song Ya's army and the Sheriff's Mansion is unprecedented."

"And Qin Huai was frequently mentioned in the letter."

"We just need to wait until the Sheriff's Mansion makes a move, and we will encircle him. This is the safest way."

"It's not too late to ask Black Blood to take over at that time."

"it is good!"

Ji Yuan roared.

Suddenly, he grabbed a godless believer beside him.

With a sudden force from both hands, he directly tore off his entire arm.

Stab it!

Blood spurted.

Sprinkled a bloody circle on the ground.

But the believer was still dazed, as if he had lost his sense of pain.

"But these guys haven't eaten blood food for a long time, but they can't stand it for too long."

Ji Yuan's voice was indifferent.

"I've already sent people out to hunt down the blood eaters farther away."

……

Huaidan City, fifty miles west.

The camp of the general of the Chinese army.

Song Ya sat with his sword in his hand, and in front of him was his most loyal lieutenant general.

"My lord, there is a tip from Lingjiang County."

"Our letter was probably robbed by people from the Sacred Heart Sect."

The lieutenant was dressed in black, his figure was guaranteed, and there was a little shrewdness in his eyes.

Under Song Ya, he was also called a Confucian general.

"If it is robbed, it will be robbed. We want Qin Huai to die...why doesn't he want to from the Sacred Heart Sect?"

"Wouldn't it be better for me to cooperate with the Sacred Heart Sect to take down the Nine Dragon Gate in one fell swoop."

When Song Ya spoke, his eyes were fixed on the Confucian General in black.

The Confucian General in black smiled wryly in his heart.

I'm afraid the general has already settled it...the letter will be hijacked by the Sacred Heart Sect.

"My subordinate has a suggestion, why don't we do the opposite. Wouldn't it be better to take this opportunity to make dumplings with the Kowloon goalkeeper Sacred Heart Sect?" the black-clothed Confucian general thought about it.

"That's not right... Sacred Heart Cult is a bunch of rabble."

"Although there are so many people, it looks scary. But it is vulnerable to my mighty army."

Song Ya immediately rejected this plan.

"But the Nine Dragons Gate is different. This group of guys are Daozong's heels... They are quite a hindrance to Lingjiang County Mansion's actions. They have long been a thorn in my side."

"What's more, Qin Huai, it took a lot of effort to sit on the throne of the head of the Nine Dragon Gate with the posture of just entering the bone tattooing state... His heart and wrist are far beyond ordinary people."

"If this person is not removed, I will have trouble sleeping and eating."

Song Ya sighed.

He never regretted what he did in the past, he just regretted that there were too few people he sent to hunt down Qin Huai.

They should directly let the Bone Tattoo Realm hunt down and kill them.

"The Tianping Army can slow down, the Sacred Heart Cult can slow down...but the Nine Dragons Gate can't wait!"

Song Ya spoke earnestly.

"You have to know that if you fight against the outside world, you must first settle down inside."

"This is the eternal truth."

He patted Confucian General on the shoulder earnestly.

"My subordinates understand!"

The Confucian General in black silently responded, and let out a long sigh in his heart.

The Sacred Heart Cult can slow down... how many people have been killed by this cult.

But he understood that what Song Ya decided would not change.

So thousands of indignant words were swallowed by him.

……

Lingjiang City.

Wanli Street.

Qin Huai carried a bulging sack and Li Shaoxiang walked on the deserted street with burning incense.

"It seems that Lingjiang is not as lively as it was when we first came back."

Li Shaoxiang looked at the bustling flow of people.

In the past Wanli Street, it was very difficult to move around here.