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Lingnan is very mountainous.

It has entered winter, but the vegetation in the mountains and forests is still lush, with only a little yellowing.

Xuanyuan Yuheng was sitting cross-legged on the straw mat. Behind him, two Miao Man elders in blue and purple robes were stretching out a hand to put a hand on the acupuncture point on his back to heal his injuries.

A faint white air floated down Xuanyuan Yuheng's head, and his pale face gradually turned rosy.

Xuanyuan Yuheng has been killing people in the world more and more recklessly in recent days, constantly devouring the lives and cultivation of these people.

At noon yesterday, he broke into the Lingnan Blood Knife Sect alone and massacred the entire sect with one man's strength. The corpses were laid out everywhere, and the flowing blood flooded the entire Blood Knife Sect.

Under the desperate counterattack of the leader of the Blood Knife Sect, he was struck by a palm that penetrated his heart and was seriously injured.

But his cultivation level has also increased, and he is about to reach the fifth level of Grand Master.

Xuanyuan Yuheng's originally kind-hearted face was gradually infected with anger, and his eyebrows were raised, glowing lavender in the sunlight. At first glance, people felt that he was handsome and enchanting.

"I have already felt the bottleneck of cultivation growth. If I want to increase my cultivation quickly, I can only capture a higher-level powerhouse from the Grand Master." Xuanyuan Yuheng spit out a mouthful of turbid air with the smell of blood:

"As long as you give me another level and use my unique skills, I can overpower the old immortals in the palace and force my good nephew to issue an imperial edict..."

Xuanyuan Yuheng never calls himself the king or the deity, because in his opinion, neither the king nor the deity is worthy of him.

He should call himself "I".

And this title will come soon.

"My lord, the people in the palace have been dormant according to your instructions. They are only waiting for you to give orders and they can act in response." The Miao Man elder who was healing the wounded said respectfully.

"It's not necessary...I am enough." Xuanyuan Yuheng grinned:

"But it would be better to let my good nephew suffer some pain..."

"Well..." Suddenly, an elder trembled suddenly and groaned, and black and sticky blood immediately flowed out from his nose and lips.

"My lord...No. 10 was wiped out..."

The blood-vomiting elder's pupils were trembling, and his face was filled with fear. Loulan Gu was extremely difficult to kill, especially among the top ten. As long as he concentrated on hiding, he would not be discovered at all, let alone killed.

But the mother Gu in his body just now has been broken.

Loulan Gu has always used the mother-child Gu. The elders of the Miaoman clan have long been able to plant countless mother Gu on their bodies and send out the child Gu to facilitate induction control.

The shattering of the mother Gu in his body has caused backlash, which means that the No. 10 child Gu in Kyoto has been obliterated.

"How is that possible?" Another elder exclaimed in disbelief:

"How could anyone in the palace have such medical skills? Even Zhang Yu, the miracle doctor, can't even think of it...Pfft..."

Before he could finish speaking, he felt heartbreaking pain in many parts of his body. Then he suddenly spurted out a mouthful of black blood, spraying it on Xuanyuan Yuheng's back and clothes. Then he fell to the ground and breathed.

weak.

Xuanyuan Yuheng's eyes narrowed and trembled slightly. Just as he was about to ask, the elder, who had Mother Gu No. 10 and several other Gu worms in his body, roared in his throat. The old hand grabbed his clothes tightly and breathed hard and said:

"My lord..."

After saying that, he fell to the ground and lost his breath.

"Who is it?" Xuanyuan Yuheng murmured, and for the first time a dark cloud rose in his heart. His expression gradually became distorted and became more vicious:

"Who is it!"

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Royal Palace.

Under the sky, twenty-six corpses were laid out. The corpses were disheveled and looked hideous. They must have suffered tremendous pain before death.

Twenty-six people and twenty-five worms were buried together with their hosts.

And a short white worm with a violent breath crawled out from the socket of Zhang Jieyu's dead eyes. Although it had no eyes, it squirmed towards the imperial army on the side.

The Imperial Guards retreated in an uproar, fear rising in their hearts. They had never seen such a strange thing before.

Zhao Wujiang looked as usual and walked slowly.

"Pia!"
Chapter completed!