The villain, she raised the darling of heaven

Gu Jun was walking, and suddenly started running.

Because there are bloodstains left on one of the roads leading to the top of the mountain.

He felt palpitations for no reason, and the palpitations made him panic.

After climbing to the mountainside, he even used his newly recovered soul power.

His sight gradually widened, and a thread lying on the ground suddenly rushed into his sight.

It was too far away, he couldn't see clearly, or the wind was too strong.

The wind on the top of the mountain is much cooler than the wind on the mountainside, and he didn't pay attention to this in the past.

Gu Jun's steps were extremely slow, so slow that he could clearly hear his own heartbeat. First it jumped a few times quickly, and then quieted down again, as if it had stopped beating.

The line on the ground finally came into sight completely.

It was the body of a woman.

Gu Jun squatted down very calmly, stared at it for a while, and finally couldn't help stretching out her hand.

The woman's face was extremely cold, which made his heart shiver.

With a violent wave of his hand, he knocked down a porcelain bottle next to him, making a crisp sound.

A very ordinary sound instantly aroused his emotions to the point where he couldn't control it.

Gu Jun felt as if a hole had been stabbed in his heart, and the pain was unbearable.

That kind of pain seems to have been accumulated for tens of thousands of years. From the initial tingling pain, soreness, numbness, and grief, it slowly spreads, unknowingly seeps into the internal organs, and finally becomes a pain. The bloody big hole penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and the pain pierced the heart.

He vigorously held the porcelain bottle in his hand, lifted it up and wanted to throw it out, but he stopped in time, the anger that could not be vented made his eyes extremely sore.

It's just such a pill.

It's just such a pill that has nothing to do with them.

But it separated them from yin and yang.

What does the life and death of the world have to do with them?

Gu Jun suddenly gave birth to infinite hostility and resentment.

He resented the black market that produced the magic water, resented the incompetent people in the world, resented Shen Yu who looked on coldly, resented Bai Jiu who didn't know how to retreat, and even more resented the greedy banquet.

Obviously he promised to give him his godhead, but he still made things difficult.

Gradually slipping down, Gu Jun sat down on the ground.

The sound of panting came from him, and the porcelain bottle in his hand was almost crushed by brute force.

On the top of Qutian Mountain, there were only two figures, one was alive and the other was dead, as if everything in the world had nothing to do with this place.

The oppressive and powerless sky, with no moon and no stars, was pitch black, only the howling night wind stared at the people who woke up from their dreams again.

Gu Jun was stunned for a full quarter of an hour, and then there was a hint of expression in his slightly moist eyes.

In countless midnight dreams, he was awakened again and again. In his mind, apart from Bai Jiu's bloody body, it was her figure fighting alone, so sad and helpless, and he could only watch helplessly.

Gu Jun squeezed the porcelain bottle in her hand, and stood up slowly and powerfully holding the corpse. Every step she took became calmer, and her golden eyes gradually returned to calm.

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In just half a year, there are already more disciples in the Xuan Cang Hall than in the other two halls combined.

Shen Yu was not at ease in handing over the pill to others, especially such a dangerous pill, so she had been refining the Soul Explosive Pill all along.

For half a year, she did nothing and practiced alchemy day and night.

After all, all the people who came to Xuan Cang Palace came for the elixir, and there were very few people who didn't want to take such a good elixir.

At first, Qu Zhao was not willing to use pills to improve her cultivation, but when all the disciples around her had turned into the Nirvana state, and she still stopped moving, she wavered.

She is the commander of the Hundred Killers, Shen Yu personally ordered her, and no one dared to question her.

But how many people are secretly dissatisfied, she is very clear.

"Elixir itself is a resource, why not use it?"

These are Shen Yu's original words.

Qu Zhao stared at the porcelain bottle in his hand, sighed very slightly, then opened the bottle cap, closed his eyes and swallowed the elixir.

The light of promotion instantly engulfed her.

The soul power in her body surged at an extremely high speed, and the fact that she was in the Nirvana Bathing Realm reassured her a little.

"Commander Qu, the young priest wants the Bai Ganoderma lucidum, a thousand-year-old Buddha from the Xu family."

Ding Jing always conveyed Shen Yu's words, and this time was no exception.

Qu Zhao got up hastily, "Qu Zhao will take someone to ask for it."

Hearing her words, Ding Jing glanced at her inexplicably, his eyes were not very bright: "The young priest said that no matter what the Xu family has experienced, she will see something before dawn."

Qu Zhao was stunned for a moment, then set off to lead people to Xu's house.

The Xu family is somewhat famous in the Immortal Soul Realm, but compared to the Xuan Cang Palace, it is really far behind.

Qu Zhao thought that the Xu family would not be so ignorant of current affairs, but when she showed up, the members of the Xu family were furious.

"People from Xuan Cang Palace? Get lost—"

"Patriarch Xu, it's good for you and me to hand over the things." Qu Zhao frowned and said coldly.

Xu Guan sneered, "Xuan Cang Palace really doesn't leave any way for people to survive."

Beside him stood other Xu family members, looking at Qu Zhao with boundless hatred in their eyes.

"Although our Xu family is small, it is also a family of righteousness. It's just pity that we are weak. If there is a chance in the future, we will definitely not let Xuancang Palace go."

Qu Zhao didn't know what he was talking about, leaving no room for survival, the other party was already quite merciless when he said that, he slightly raised his hand, and his soul power was released.

"In that case, don't blame me for being rude."

"Anyone who gets in the way will be killed without mercy—"

With an order, the black-clothed figure behind him disappeared like a ghost, only to see soul power colliding in all directions, and all kinds of shouts gathered together.

In the shadow of swords and swords, Qu Zhao's eyes turned red.

Blood dripped in the courtyard, and corpses were strewn about.

Even if the Xu family put up all their strength to resist, it would be nothing more than an egg hitting a rock.

Xu Guan fell in a pool of blood, the last thing he saw was the corpses of relatives and brothers.

How could a small Xu family win against the first hall of Jiujue? After Xu Guan made up his mind, he expected such a situation.

Of course he doesn't want to create such a scene, but sometimes, you can't just compromise.

People, after all, we still have to live with a bit of backbone.

After the silence, there was only blood in the darkness.

Qu Zhao wiped off the blood on the whip coldly, his face was frosty, the killer behind him had gone to search for the thousand year old Buddha Bai Lingzhi.

Suddenly, there was a slight movement under the shade of the tree.

"Snapped--"

The whip pierced through the air, and the soul power of the nirvana state showed no mercy, and made a deadly move.

The 16-year-old girl who was fleeing through the window suddenly screamed, and her body was torn apart by the huge soul power, and she quickly lost her vitality.

Qu Zhao, who walked up to the corpse, froze. The moonlight made her face pale, and long-lost memories crawled out from the depths. She still remembers Qu Zhao's stern voice.

On the ground, in front of the immature girl, there was a long welt that penetrated into the flesh and blood, and she was already dead.

Qu Zhao pursed his lips slightly, staring fixedly at his hands.

Just now she just shot subconsciously, she didn't want to kill this girl.

At that moment, she even thought about letting her go secretly, she was just a fifteen-year-old girl...

"It's done well, it already has instincts."

Shen Yu didn't know when she appeared behind her, her tone was cool.

Qu Zhao was stunned, unable to move his gaze away, firmly stuck to the young corpse.

So it turns out that cutting grass and roots has become her instinct...