The God of Martial Arts frowned, then shook his sleeves, shook Ye Minsi's little hand away, and said expressionlessly: "He is dead!"
After saying that, regardless of what Ye Minsi reacted, he turned around and suddenly disappeared, appearing on the battlefield of Longping City. One move was a large piece, and one pinch was a late-stage monster in the fourth-level monster. The speed, in the blink of an eye, the number of monsters on the battlefield was reduced by half.
"Dead! Dead?"
After the God of Martial Arts left, Ye Minsi was stunned at first, then she seemed to have lost her soul, muttering in a sound that only she could hear, walking towards the city tower step by step like a walking corpse.
"Why? Why do you want to die? Didn't you agree to take me to play? Didn't you agree to accept me as your disciple? How can you die? How can you die!" In the end, Ye Minsi finally couldn't suppress the grief in her heart. She suddenly burst into tears and kept roaring towards the sky, as if questioning why the sky was so unfair to Rong Que.
At this moment, dark clouds began to spread in the sky, and lightning began to thunder in less than a cup of tea. All the monsters outside the city gate had been wiped out by the martial god. Just as everyone was about to thank him, the heavy rain fell. Outside Longping City, it was like a forest hell, a sea of corpses and blood, and was washed by the rain, as if it was even more terrifying.
"What I hate the most is that my body is sticky, so I'll stop!" At this moment, the God of Martial Arts suddenly frowned. He pointed at the sky, and a momentum that dominated the world burst out, and his roar seemed to be trembling even the world.
"Split!"
With the order of the God of Martial Arts, the dark clouds dissipated like fear. The rain stopped and the afternoon sun shone again, spreading onto the cold corpses that had lost their lives.
"Martial God, I have cleared it here, and the next one is Bitao Sect. Maybe the beast tide has not reached Bitao Sect yet, so why don't you clear the beast tide?" As soon as the dark clouds dissipated, Rong Que's voice came into the ears of the martial god.
"You really treat me as a servant? I'll tell you that our transactions have conditions. I'll only help you with those you designated, and I don't care about anything else." As he said that, he waved his hand and was about to leave here.
"Where are you going? The beast tide is not over yet. There will be monsters attacking Longping City later. What should they do if you leave?" Rong Que called out to the God of Martial Arts and said slowly.
After hearing Rong Que's words, the God of Martial Arts seemed to wave his big hand reluctantly, and a pure black energy suddenly rushed towards Longping City, forming a thick barrier outside Longping City. Then Yang Sheng said: "Listen, this barrier is enough to resist all monsters below level four, and there is also the power to kill fifth-level monsters. As long as you instill your spiritual power into the barrier, you can stimulate the energy inside it to kill monsters."
As he said that, he turned around and disappeared in the scene of worship of thousands of people.
"Master! If I have half of his strength, I will still be afraid of this beast tide? The fourth-level monster will kill with one claw."
"You wake up and save you. If you give it to you for a few decades, you won't be one-third of the people."
"I just said that, don't take it seriously."
While a group of people were discussing the mysterious powerful force that suddenly appeared, Beidou suddenly said next to Ye Long: "Don't you think this person is a little familiar? It seems like you have seen it somewhere."
"Do you feel this way too? I thought I was the only one who was there. Who is it? There is no such powerful existence among the people we know." Ye Long was startled, then pondered for a moment, and slowly answered.
"Oh no, where is my daughter Minsi? Where did you go?" Suddenly, Ye Long seemed to remember something, roared and ran towards the corpses on the battlefield.
Beidou was stunned, then smiled and said, "Don't look for it, it's not here. I just saw that powerful man bringing your daughter into the city."
"Boy, bastard, don't think that if I save my life, I can attack my daughter. I will kill you!" When Ye Long heard this, he pretended to be angry and headed straight into Longping City.
"It seems you are very happy?" Beidou raised his eyebrows, looked at Ye Long with anger, and exposed it directly for him.
When Ye Long heard Beidou say this, he finally couldn't help laughing and said, "Hahahaha! You guy, you know me. If I go in a while later, then is the senior doing something shameful and happy with my daughter?"
"Shameless, don't tell others that I know you." Beidou Yiluo looked at Ye Long with disgust, turned his back to him, as if he had insulted himself when talking to him.
At this time, the God of Martial Arts was above a height of ten thousand meters. He closed his eyes and seemed to be thinking about something. His brows were frowning from time to time. Rong Que was already a little impatient in his dantian and asked, "What are you doing? Didn't you agree to go and save people?"
"Boy, I won't leave any of the people you want me to save, but my own affairs are also very important. Don't disturb me, I'm looking for the unconscious blood of the immortal veins in this world." As soon as Rong Que finished speaking, the Martial God seemed to speak impatiently.
After a moment of silence, Rong Que seemed to remember something and said, "My senior brother is Ximen Xue. How do you plan to collect the blood from the immortal vein on him? If you hurt a hair of his hair, you know the consequences."
"***, boy, are you addicted to threatening me? Let me tell you, if you threaten me again, I will kill all the people you want me to save with serious injury." The God of War finally couldn't help it. A person with such a noble identity back then would be threatened by an unknown man countless years later, and he was so frustrated.
"Who asked you to trade with me? Do you want to breach the contract again? As an immortal saint, I have seen this little credibility. It seems that the immortals in the upper world are no big deal."
The blue veins on the head of the God of Martial God swelled up, but after a moment, it seemed that he had been patient for a long time before he calmed down. He took a deep breath and said, "I'm going to fall into your hands. I'll take this back carefully, right?"
"This is a bit like an immortal saint. Hurry up and start. After taking back the bloodline you want, I feel like I'm going to Bitao Sect to save people."
He sighed, as if he was quite helpless, and after shaking his head, his figure flashed and disappeared into the sky.
Starfall Continent, in the extreme south, among the endless rocks, a figure was meditating and practicing with closed eyes. Lightning was constantly flowing between the huge rocks, with heavy pressure, as if it would be destroyed even if it was next to it. But this figure was sitting in the center of the huge rock group with an electric disc, which showed that its strength must be amazing.
At this moment, the void twisted, and once again, a mysterious man in a black robe suddenly appeared in front of him. He grabbed the head of the man sitting cross-wisted in the lightning without saying a word.
The old man with white hair was sitting cross-legged in the Stonehenge. He was shocked when he saw someone suddenly appearing in front of him. This was the South Wall Thunder Stonehenge. Even he had tried every means to get here. The mysterious figure suddenly appeared in front of him in a flash. His strength completely ignored all the lightning around him.
When the mysterious man grabbed it with his claw, he suddenly seemed to feel something. He paused his hand in front, which finally gave the old man time to reply and quickly turned back and opened a distance.
"In Xianai Thunder Palace, I wonder what advice do you have for me?" After knowing the strength of the man in black robe, the old man immediately respectfully gave a respectful gift to the younger generation.
"You should have something on you that has been bothering you for a long time, right? Leave it to me and I will spare you." That's right, the one who came here to find this old man was the God of War, which proves that there must be monsters in the old man's body.
After hearing the words of the God of War, the old man frowned, and the things that bothered him were stumped. He knew that the person in front of him was talking about the monster, but the monster had been suppressed by the efforts of the entire Thunder Palace, and could even draw a trace to save his life at a critical moment. Such treasures cannot be handed over to a person of unknown origin.
"Senior, I don't understand what you are talking about?" The old man lied and his face remained unchanged. He didn't want to give up such a life-saving treasure.
The Martial God smiled slightly and said, "You can't control this kind of thing. Please hand it over. If you don't give it to it, don't blame others for the death of this thing."
"Senior, don't scare me, there is really nothing you said about me in your body." The old man replied without any hesitation.
The God of Martial Arts smiled, then said as if he was talking to himself: "Little devil, this is not my intention to kill people, it was him who forced me. I killed some people outside your designated number. This is not considered a breach of contract, so you have no right to stop me."
"What?"
Just as the old man was wondering why this senior was suddenly talking to himself, the martial god suddenly grabbed it with his claw, holding a pure black energy at a speed of more than a hundred times faster than before, and grabbed the old man's head.
The old man was shocked and instantly took out a huge long sword from the storage ring and blocked him. Looking at the light of the sword, he knew that it was definitely a treasure of the Taoist level.
"Hmph! A broken knife is also taken out to show off!"
With a low hum, the claws that the martial god grabbed were not hesitant and grabbed them straight away without any hesitation, and instantly collided with the long sword.
"Bang!"
The explosion sounded instantly, and the long sword did not stop the palm of the martial god's hand, even in the blink of an eye, under the shocked and fearful eyes of the old man, the martial god grabbed his hand and grabbed it on his head. The martial god said, "I just said, I've delayed my life for that thing, don't blame others."
"You, you, who are you? This kind of strength is definitely the peak of the Spirit Saint!" When the martial god grabbed his head, the old man suddenly felt the fear from the deepest heart. In front of the peak of the Spirit Saint, everything was an ant.
"Please keep your eyes open, you are dead in the hands of an immortal who surpasses all levels in this world. This is your glory, an ant!" After saying that, he exerted one hand and grabbed it hard.
"boom!"
The blood was sprayed, and the old man's entire body exploded in an instant. In the sprayed blood, there was a trace of pure black liquid. With the wave of the Martial God, the blood that broke away from the scarlet red fell into the Martial God's hand.