Looking at the direction of the capital behind him, the Blood Sword Ancestor was proud, claiming to be a demon, the Daxia Imperial City, which is a sect’s gatekeeper, is highly guarded. Even the powerful people in the Xuanzong realm will die without life, but that’s it.
He couldn't help but laughed unscrupulously: "The forbidden area, didn't this ancestor come whenever he wanted to come, and leave whenever he wanted to?"
"I laughed like a pig's scream, and ghosts could be scared to death by you." Xiao Ran jumped out of the tree with a dog's tail grass in his mouth.
Seeing the person clearly, the Blood Sword Ancestor sarcastically said: "Who am I supposed to be? It turns out that he is a small golden sword slave of the Divine Sword Guard."
"This is not my clothes." Xiao Ran said.
He took off his golden robe and threw it outside.
"Are you not a member of the Divine Sword Guard?" The Blood Sword Ancestor had a bad premonition.
"Um."
"No matter who you are, if you dare to block my ancestor's way, just go to die!" The Blood Sword Ancestor was so angry that he was murderous.
He rushed up quickly.
Even the Blood Demon Sword was useless, and he slashed out a palm overbearingly: "Blood Demon Palm."
The huge blood-red palm print fell from the sky and slapped at Xiao Ran's head.
"That's it?" Xiao Ran curled his lips.
The right fist was blasted out, and golden light filled the way he slapped his palm.
In the shocked and fearful eyes of the Blood Knife Patriarch, he grabbed his clothes and brutally smashed him to the ground.
Bang!
The ground was broken, and a sinkhole dozens of feet wide appeared, and the Blood Sword Ancestor was buried alive.
Xiao Ran walked over, stood beside him, looking at the Blood Knife Ancestor below, "The capital city is still like you said, come whenever you want, and leave whenever you want?"
"You, who are you?" The Blood Knife Ancestor vomited blood.
"Xiao Ran."
He slapped him out of the air and killed him.
The golden book of fortune appears again, turning a page to introduce his personal information and the sins he has committed over the years.
The golden light flashed, showing three things, 250,000 proficiency, blood demon sword technique, and ten years of martial arts cultivation.
With the proficiency accumulated over the past three days, it is exactly 500,000.
Adding this 500,000 proficiency to the sword intent will increase the power again.
With these ten years of martial arts cultivation, I was still ten years away from breaking through to the Xuanzong realm.
Blood Demon Sword Technique (top grade of the Earth level): None.
Put the Blood Demon Sword into the Qibao Colorful Jade Belt, and Xiao Ran left.
I didn't go back to the Tianzhuo dormitory, so I went home directly.
Shortly after he left, the seriously injured Lord Zi Jian came late with his companion.
Looking at the blood sword ancestor who was killed in the pit, he subconsciously looked away from his gaze.
"I told you not to escape, go back to jail with me, and you can still keep your words. If you don't listen, you'll be fine now, you'll be beaten with a punch." Lord Zi Jian gloated.
It's dawn.
Xiao Ran had breakfast on the street and went to Tianzhu. Xiao Zhou and others had already arrived.
The captain had a cold face and a depressing atmosphere. The body of a prison guard was lying on the ground, his face was ashen, his vitality was corroded, and there was still a strong filthy aura in his body.
"Look at you all the cowardly, all the fears are written on your face. If it is heard, the face of my official will be lost." The captain cursed.
Everyone was so angry that they didn't dare to breathe, and lowered their heads.
The jailer died tragically, awakening them again.
Tianzhu is not a place of peace. Although the salary is very generous and the salary is very high, it is a fatal disaster.
"In this world, there is no danger in what you do? When people are at home, disasters can fall from the sky. Working here is a little more dangerous, but the salary is generous and the amount of oil and water is enough. After three years, you can still be transferred to a good position.
"The lieutenant said.
"What the lord said is very much." A jailer agreed.
"Everyone cheered me up and worked hard, put away that sad face."
Wave your hand and let someone dispose of the jailer's body.
Just as he was about to assign a task, two Zi Jian Lords, led a group of subordinates, and escorted a criminal to come forward.
"I've seen the master!" The captain hurriedly saluted.
"Detain him in purgatory, treat him well, and go through various punishments every day, so don't let him die." A master Zijian said coldly.
Xiao Ran recognized that these two people were the ones who chased the Demon Lord last night.
And the criminal who had his legs slashed in front of him with disheveled hair and was killed was the Demon Lord.
"Sir, is he?" the captain asked.
"The Demon Lord of the Rakshasa Sect ran faster than a rabbit. But he was so lucky that he actually hit the front of Deputy Sword Lord Qin, and his legs were left behind." Lord Zi Jian smiled happily.
The two kicked him more than a dozen more times before leaving satisfied.
"Xiao Ran, please put him in purgatory. I will give him a set of thirty-six kinds of tortures first." The lieutenant said.
"Yes." Xiao Ran responded.
He carried the demon lord's neck and went into purgatory.
He was locked in a cell and tied to an iron frame.
The golden book of creation appeared in my mind, the golden page rotated, showing two things, ten years of martial arts cultivation, and 250,000 proficiency.
"Here you come." Xiao Ran was excited.
Holding a whip, he whipped it in the air, and a loud sound rang out.
The Demon Lord's eyelids shrank, but he was still stubborn: "Give me some pleasure!"
"If you have the backbone, you bite your tongue and commit suicide." Xiao Ran said.
The Demon Lord was speechless. If he had the courage, would he still become a prisoner?
A whip whip down, causing his skin to burst into pieces, and blood was everywhere.
The final handover.
Xiao Ran locked the prison door and couldn't wait to leave Purgatory.
Lock the door of the quiet room.
Add 250,000 proficiency levels to the sword intent and refresh the attributes.
Sword Intention: Superb
The power is increased by two times, and everything in the world can be a sword. The sword will be released and the enemy will be damaged.
After ten years of martial arts cultivation, the pure spiritual power in the body reaches the spiritual realm, breaks through the bottleneck, and breaks through to the Xuanzong realm in one fell swoop.
at the same time.
The Nine Heavens Spirit’s Pure Power Tempered the physical body, and the physical body became stronger again.
"When the cultivation level reaches the Xuanzong realm, in addition to increasing life span, you can also fly in the air and find an opportunity to try it out." Xiao Ran said.
Out of the quiet room.
I happened to see Xiao Zhou carrying a criminal.
"Brother Xiao, thank you. I have already broken through to the first level of the innate level in this trip to the treasure land." Xiao Zhou was grateful.
Xiao Ran patted his shoulder, "This is inseparable from your own hard practice."
"I agreed with Lao Zheng and the others that I would treat you to the evening and Chunfang would not return until she was drunk."
"Why don't you go to the Zuixianyuan?"
"Brother Xiao, don't you know? Zuixianyuan is so unlucky. Last night, the Divine Sword Guard arrested criminals there, demolished most of the yard, and was still rebuilt." Xiao Zhou said.
"Okay." Xiao Ran nodded.
"Brother Xiao, I'll go back first. Lord Shen and Lord Ling personally ordered the criminal to be interrogated and were still waiting in the lobby on the first floor."
"What crime did he commit?"
Xiao Zhou looked around and lowered his voice and said, "He seems to be the holy son of the Heavenly Demon Sect."
"Go!" Xiao Ran said.
Xiao Zhou left, Xiao Ran entered purgatory, and it was time to bleed the dragon.
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