Qin Changan was a little confused. Wasn't it said that Blackstone Town was extremely dangerous? Why would anyone take the initiative to get involved?
"Not only me, but all the casual cultivators appearing around Bi now are probably going to Blackstone Town."
Gong Zhi nodded, and then looked at Qin Changan who looked confused.
"Don't Brother Qin know about that?"
These two guys don't know, right? Then why are they running to Blackstone Town, thinking that their life is too comfortable, looking for excitement?
"What's up?"
Qin Changan didn't want to admit his ignorance, but he only knew the name of Blackstone Town and really didn't know anything else.
"One month later, the holy lake tidal event that occurs once every five years will come. All the casual cultivators within thousands of miles will rush to Blackstone Town at this time to compete for this opportunity."
There was a look of expectation on Miyaji's face. He was only on the edge of the last Tide Festival, but he also got a lot of good things and his strength was enhanced. This time he will go deeper.
These two guys don't even know this, and they don't know where they came from.
“Holy Lake Tide…”
Qin Changan and Zhao Ziling looked at each other, and it seemed that they must have encountered some kind of opportunity this time.
"Brother Gong, can you tell us in detail?"
A smile appeared on Qin Changan's face. It's better to come early than to come by chance. There is no reason to let go of opportunities.
"It's not impossible, but what does Brother Qin think of the suggestion I just made?"
Gong Zhi showed a cunning look on his face, hey, I took the bait.
So far, no one has been able to withstand the temptation of the tide of the Holy Lake, which is a rare gospel for casual practitioners.
"Hahaha, Brother Xiaogong's words are very interesting. It's easy to say."
Zhao Ziling stepped forward and hooked Gong Zhi's shoulder, his eyes filled with joy.
…
On a vast plain, there were hundreds of sparsely-spaced blood slaves with their heads lowered and swaying aimlessly. The light of the blood moon shone on their bodies and slowly penetrated into their skin.
Among the blood slaves, a Tianxi wolf lion with most of its head broken was shaking half of its head.
One claw was hung with minced meat, and the other claw was full of bones. He was lying on the ground with his eyes downcast, as if he were a corpse that had been dead for who knows how many years.
Click!
Suddenly, there was a crisp sound from the ground. Tianxi Langshi raised his eyes and looked at the cracks under his feet in confusion.
What?
The next moment...
boom!
Green light shot up into the sky, and a violent green wave rushed out from the ground. A huge green turtle smashed the bottom layer and forced its way out. It raised its huge paw and beat the Tianxi Wolf Lion into a pulp with a bang.
"You bastards, your Grandpa Turtle is back!"
The green turtle roared like an ancient monster and charged into the battlefield, setting off dozens of meters of waves that rolled around the space of thirty meters. The powerful force shattered all the blood slaves within the range.
"Spread out! Follow the plan."
On top of the green turtle, Qin Changan's body was covered with blood. He held the blood knife tightly in his hand and rushed towards the blood slave camp. The sword energy rose vertically and horizontally, condensing eight sword beams and slashing down wildly.
boom!
The sword fell, the ground cracked, and countless blood slaves were chopped into pieces by the sword and collapsed. Qin Changan came over, the necklace around his neck flashed with a faint aura, and put away the blood crystals.
Then he rushed into the group of blood slaves, dancing with his blood knife, clearing an area like a god of death. In the blink of an eye, all the blood slaves within a hundred meters of the surrounding area were wiped out.
"Damn it, you're a tough guy."
Gong Zhi sat cross-legged on the green turtle and looked at Qin Changan who rushed into the blood slave scene with a shocked expression. He had guessed that this guy was pretty good, but he didn't expect him to be so powerful.
If he had known it was so fierce, he should have been bolder and hired thousands of blood slaves to collect enough at once.
"You haven't seen it when he gets even more fierce. Just wait, he will surprise you."
Zhao Ziling's face showed a look that was half a smile, and then he rushed in another direction with his spear.
Three people, three directions, and a large number of blood slaves also woke up under their stimulation, roaring loudly and rushing towards the three people, as if they were going to tear the three people into pieces.
However, these ordinary blood slaves were not enough to watch in front of the three of them. As the movement here became louder and louder, all the blood slaves around them woke up and rushed over like wolves after smelling blood.
In just half an hour, nearly three hundred blood slaves gathered around Qin Changan. The blood all over his body was like solid armor. The weakened blood slaves bit into it without causing any harm to Qin Changan, and even injured himself.
The head was shattered.
"withdraw!"
Looking at the hundreds of blood slaves gathered around him, Qin Changan's eyes swayed slightly, he shouted loudly, the blood knife vibrated, rolled up the violent sword energy, smashed the surrounding blood slaves like a whirlpool, grabbed Xiao Hei, and headed southeast
direction to retreat.
In the other two battlefields, Zhao Ziling and Gong Zhi began to retreat at the same time, and everyone's goal was to the southeast.
In the southeast, there are two huge mountains and a huge valley below.
roar!
A violent black hell dog suddenly burst out, a terrifying murderous aura surrounding its body, as sharp as a needle, with its head split open and terrifying.
Qin Changan felt this breath, his eyes swayed slightly, and the corners of his mouth curved.
"Is there such a big guy?"
His eyes swayed, not shaken by the appearance of the Hell Black Dog. On the contrary, the expression on his face was more of excitement.
The stronger the blood slave is, the bigger the blood crystals in his mind will be.
"Zanpaku style!"
The spiritual source shook, and the sea of blood churned. Qin Changan did not retreat but advanced, holding the blood knife and rushing towards the black dog of hell. At this moment, it seemed that the god of war was possessed, and the blood knife in his hand bloomed with a powerful sword.
roar!
The black dog from hell didn't know why it was advancing or retreating. It opened its huge mouth and bit down on Qin Changan's body, as if it was going to bite him in half.
boom!
The bloody knife collided with the sharp teeth, and the sharp incisors of the Hell Black Dog shattered on the spot, and the endless swords were stuffed into its mouth without stopping.
A loud bang detonated its head. The head exploded and the blood flew away. Qin Changan's body rushed out, his brows furrowed.
Exploded? When did the Zanpakutō become so powerful? It could even crush the head of the Hell Black Dog.
And at the moment when he was stunned, the blood knife in his hand suddenly bloomed with a strange blood light, and the blood energy scattered around him swarmed towards the blood knife as if it had found an outlet.
In the end, they were all swallowed up by the blood knife, and the pressure emanating from the blood knife became stronger and stronger. Qin Changan could even feel the pressure, which made him not only curious.