Zhang Heng stood quietly above Tianluo Academy with a sad and beautiful spiritual weapon, Yue Shang, standing in peace with his eyes. He looked down at the entire academy with a faint divine light, as if everything in front of him was a small ant.

"Buzz~~" Yue Shang, who was as silver as snow, shook spiritually, and his body was full of cold silver light, setting off his master's resolute face like a soldier.

"Who are you?" One of the monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage was shocked by Zhang Heng's strength at first, but he quickly recovered and shouted at Zhang Heng.

The three monks in the late stage of the Foundation Establishment Stage stood quietly in the void together, and there was no need to be afraid of the young monk in purple robe in front of him.

And at this moment, more monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage were rushing toward this side, flying towards Zhang Heng in a surround.

"Hahaha..." Zhang Heng laughed loudly, looking at the more and more monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage, as if they didn't take these people seriously at all.

"Is he the Heavenly Lord in the Killing Pill Stage?" A face of a late-stage foundation building suddenly showed a look of horror, and he sent a voice to the monk next to him.

However, in front of so many foundation-building cultivators, even ordinary elixirs must be a little afraid.

Soon, more than a dozen monks from the Foundation Establishment Stage surrounded Zhang Heng.

"Everyone do it together." The monk standing in the middle of the late foundation-building monk showed a decisive expression on his face and ordered to the people around him.

"It's too late! Everyone, Goodbye!"

The smile on Zhang Heng's face became brighter and brighter. Suddenly, the bloody mark on his head suddenly appeared, and an astonishing murderous aura spread around him.

At the same time, a white column of light was shot down from tens of thousands of miles of space.

The white light column immediately wrapped Zhang Heng's entire person.

The chuckling voice of the Blood Killing Emperor came from Zhang Heng's ears: "I thought you would play with it more?"

"Play with them?" Zhang Heng glanced at the large number of monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage present, "Let's talk about it when I reach the Foundation Establishment Stage... But it may be difficult to meet such a weak monk in the future."

Indeed, the monks on this planet have extremely weak combat power.

"Bang bang bang..."

Under the attack of more than a dozen Foundation Establishment Cultivators, a large number of spells immediately swallowed Zhang Heng.

After a few seconds, various light and shadow effects disappeared, and Zhang Heng's figure disappeared without a trace.

"Dead?" someone asked in a puzzled tone.

"Impossible. Even if you die, there should be some magic weapon fragments left here."

A rational analysis of an old monk in the late stage of foundation building.

"Did you see the light pillar just now? It may be a kind of heavenly punishment, or maybe it was Lord God who personally took action to kill him."

"Well, it makes sense. Even we can't see through the strength of the monk just now. He is probably a monk in the Dan-King stage."

Therefore, there is a passage from the later generations of "The Legend of the World": In the 1246th year of Tianluo founding the Academy, a mysterious master lurked in this Academy, killing nine people with Qi Refining Great Perfection, and killing one of the Foundation Establishment Masters. He held a full moon scimitar, as if the God of Death came to the world. Fortunately, the divine light came from heaven and wiped it out, eliminating it, and eliminating it for a disaster for the Academy... "

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Around the dark universe with stars inlaid, there is still a beautiful blue planet under your feet. Zhang Heng stood next to the blood-colored figure, as if he was thinking about something.

"You have thought of a wish." The blood-colored figure had a faint smile in her eyes.

What wish did you put forward? This question stumped Zhang Heng.

He wanted to ask for fragments of the world, but when his eyes touched the infinite space, he immediately gave up this idea.

For Zhang Heng, who is practicing the skill of heaven and earth, the things he needs most are magic weapons, materials, treasures of heaven and earth, etc. that can be refined.

However, Zhang Heng already has a lot of things for refining in his hands, including: world fragments, blood-killing sky monument, Haotian Snake Dragon King inner elixir, and mysterious statues.

The world fragments are refining too slowly, not to mention, but the few things that followed are enough for Zhang Heng to practice for quite some time. It can be expected that after Zhang Heng leaves the Blood Killing Cave, his cultivation will definitely be unimpeded.

"By the way!" Zhang Heng suddenly remembered Ning Xuerong in the storage bag.

When he pointed his finger, the blue storage bag lit up, and the snow lotus transformed by Ning Xuerong appeared in Zhang Heng's palm.

The Blood Killing God Emperor soon saw this snow lotus, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes: "This thing seems to be a treasure from a heavenly treasure in the cave, right?"

"Xuerong has seen the God Emperor." The snow lotus in Zhang Heng's palm immediately turned into a graceful and delicate girl, with a look of surprise on his face and bowed slightly to the Blood Killing God Emperor.

"She is the body of the snow lotus and can only appear in a human body every once in a while. This time she appears at the cost of consuming a lot of mana. I wonder if the God Emperor has a way to restore her flesh and blood body."

Zhang Heng asked.

"This is the wish you want to make? Don't you want a fairy treasure?"

The blood killing clone was slightly surprised.

Ning Xuerong's pretty jade face also showed a little expectation, and her eyes as clear as spring water were staring at Zhang Heng quietly with unprecedented gratitude.

"I practice the Blood Demonic Way, and I am not good at saving people. If my deity comes in person, there is still great hope, and the laws and power I have mastered at this moment are very limited..."

"Isn't there a kind of heavenly spiritual liquid thing?" Zhang Heng asked.

"With her snow lotus body at this moment, even if she takes Tianling Liquid, it will be useless. Because Tianlingye is only effective for real monsters or spiritual flowers and plants with the first spiritual wisdom, and she is now in a form close to humans..."

"How is that possible... My friend's sister completely transformed into a snow lotus that was almost primitive, and finally returned to its original state by an alien who was extremely relaxed."

Zhang Heng did not expect that even the blood-killing clone could not allow Ning Xuerong to restore her true human form.

"Extremely relaxed?" The Blood Killing clone frowned slightly, then closed her eyes, and she fell into deep thought. A strange aura rippled in the space around her.

About half an hour later, the Blood Killing Clan suddenly opened its eyes, and a sharp light flashed in its eyes.

I saw him pointing a little in the void with his hand, and a mirror-like picture suddenly appeared in front of him.

The screen shows a black and white world, which is a little blurry, but you can see the people inside.

One of the old men in the evening was the most eye-catching. Opposite the old man, a young man was holding a listless snow lotus in his palm. This man was Zhao Rui.

I couldn't hear the sound inside, but I could see that the old man suddenly stretched out his hand and the snow lotus in Zhao Rui's hand drifted into the void.

Then, the snow lotus turned into Luo Ningxue in a snow robe.

After doing this, the old man moved Luo Ningxue and Zhao Rui away.

Finally, a black lightning flash descended from the void, leaving the old man without a trace.

After watching these scenes quietly, Zhang Heng admired the old man's magical powers, but the Blood Killing Clan was able to show what happened before, which was an extremely amazing method.

"It turned out that he... paid a lot of money... but in the end he could not compete with Mo Datianwei, which was circulating in cause and effect in heaven and earth..." The blood-colored figure pondered for a moment, causing the mirror in front of him to disappear.

Zhang Heng suddenly remembered what Luo Ningxue said at the gate of life and death: "Why doesn't God give me another chance?"

Even if the mysterious old man saved her at the supreme law and a great price, it would have only extended her life for a year.

"As long as she can cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage, she can truly transform into a human form, and her future potential is quite good."

The Blood Killing Clan glanced at Ning Xuerong with admiration.

"Brother, I'm going in..." Ning Xuerong's body was flashing with a dim white light, her bright eyes staring at Zhang Heng, and finally turned into a snow lotus and entered Zhang Heng's storage bag.

"Although I can't let her transform into a real flesh and blood body immediately, there is a very rare spiritual pill that can make her cultivation progress by leaps and bounds."

Speaking of this, a purple-red jade bottle appeared in the hands of the Blood Kill clone.

"This is a bottle of spiritual god pills, and there are three spiritual god pills in total. This spiritual pill has two effects. The first effect is to greatly improve the talent of humans, including monsters. The second effect is to improve the spiritual realm of cultivators. It is effective after taking it below the Immortal level, and there is no superposition effect when taken repeatedly."

Zhang Heng was stunned. He didn't expect that the Blood Killing Clan would take the initiative to take out such a terrifying thing, which was effective at the Immortal level and below. This is many times stronger than the Creation Pill of the Infant-Crafting Pill.

Under the instructions of the Blood Killing Clan, Zhang Heng took the bottle of Spirit God Pill.

"Remember, the effect of this spiritual god pill cannot be underestimated. Even a mortal with aborted spiritual roots will immediately have the potential to become an immortal. Just a spiritual god pill is worth much higher than an ordinary immortal treasure."

The Blood Killing Clan reminded that he seemed to attach great importance to Zhang Heng.

"Is there such a nb that is a spiritual pill? You can have the potential to become an immortal by swallowing one. If you give one to your disciple with a useless spirit root, then you will be able to create an immortal."

Zhang Heng was very excited and quickly put the bottle of spiritual pill into the storage bag. Although it was only possible to create an immortal, the effect of this spiritual pill was also very amazing.

"By the way, where are there any other people going?" Zhang Heng suddenly remembered those people who did not participate in the mission, including Zhao Rui.

The Blood Killing Clan smiled: "It's been a year, I don't know how many of those people have died." (To be continued. If you want to know what happens next, please log in.readnovel., more chapters, support the author, and support genuine reading!)
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