Wang Hao was shocked. Is this Murong Palace Master a ghost?
Although Qinglong was seriously injured, he could kill Qinglong with one move, and the strength of the palace master was a bit terrifying.
Her cultivation is definitely not below Qinglong, and her body movements are too fast, and even Wang Hao doesn't see clearly how she approached Qinglong and killed her with one knife.
China is indeed a crouching tiger, hidden dragon, and we cannot underestimate the heroes of the world.
Whether it is Qinglong or this unfathomable Palace Master Murong, his strength must be above him.
Unable to help, Wang Hao was even more eager to improve his strength.
He looked at the corpse of the green dragon on the ground, and a strong sense of fiery appeared in his eyes.
The spiritual cultivation ring and the golden dragon seal, with these two things, his strength will greatly increase!
"Mr. Wang, are you still satisfied with our cooperation this time?"
The Lord Murong looked at Wang Hao and said with a smile.
"I am very satisfied. The Palace Master's skill is too strong, which is beyond my expectations. Otherwise, I will die at the hands of this guy. Thank you for your life-saving kindness."
Wang Hao bowed and said gratefully.
The Lord Murong waved his hand and Feng Qingyundan: "You don't have to thank you, it's just a deal, everyone gets what they need."
"I have helped Mr. Wang kill the powerful enemy. Mr. Wang promised that my things should be taken out too?"
"certainly."
Under the burning gaze of the Palace Master Murong, Wang Hao reached out and took out two pages of paper that had been prepared and handed it out: "This is the Wangjie mid-level martial arts, the mantras and moves of Songhe Wanshou Fist, please ask the Palace Master to ask the Palace Master
acceptance."
The Lord Murong nodded and reached out to take it.
Her hands are very beautiful, her fingertips are like bamboo shoots, and her wrists are like white lotus roots. They are flawless, as pure as a white work of art.
Just as the Lord Murong was looking at the martial arts, Wang Hao did not relax his vigilance at all. He put his right hand quietly in his arms, holding the horror crossbow tightly.
He could not be sure whether the Lord Murong Palace would attack him like Qinglong, driven by greed.
Once the Murong Palace Master makes any abnormal movement, Wang Hao will shoot out the horror crossbow arrow without hesitation!
However, what Wang Hao was worried about did not happen. Palace Master Murong was a very honest "businessman". There was no problem with checking martial arts. After she was a middle-class Wang rank, she said a few words to Wang Hao and left.
Wang Hao's heart was also lost.
Before leaving, the Palace Master Murong showed his intention to win over him and invited him to serve as the elder of the Yinwu Academy, but Wang Hao declined.
He does not want to join any force, nor does he want to be subject to any restrictions or restrictions.
The Palace Master Murong did not force anyone to do anything. After Wang Hao refused, he stopped talking. After giving him a golden sign, he left.
She walked on the moon, with an elegant figure, like a fairy under the moon, and disappeared here in a few flashes.
Wang Hao looked down at the golden sign left by the Lord of Murong Palace. This thing is called a golden jade nameplate. It is something that only the most noble guests of the Yinwu Academy Palace can own and is a symbol of identity.
With this golden jade nameplate, you can enjoy a series of privileges in the Hidden Martial Arts Palace.
Wang Hao took a few glances and put away the golden jade nameplate. Then he grabbed Qinglong's body with excitement and ran towards the mountains in front of the Burial Dragon River.
...
By the Burial Dragon River, two graceful figures stood side by side.
Standing on the left is a woman in a long golden dress. She is tall, has very long legs, looks like a crane, stands tall and graceful, and has a hazy look with water.
It was the Murong Palace Master who just killed Qinglong.
The woman beside her was her maid, Rose, with sharp eyes, strong aura, strong heartbeat, and banging.
Obviously, he is also a master.
"Prince Lord, why didn't you kill that Wang Tu?"
Rose had a cold face and was ambitious. "He could easily take out two king-level martial arts, and there was probably a third and fourth part!"
"A piece of king-level martial arts is enough to create a powerful sect!"
"Three departments and four departments are enough to build a first-class sect!"
The Lord Murong Palace turned around and glanced at Meigui lightly: "Murong Qingwu is doing things, and you still need your guidance?"
Rose's face changed and he immediately took a step back, falling behind the Murong Palace Master, lowered his head and said in fear and fear: "I dare not."
The Palace Master Murong withdrew his gaze and said lightly: "The Wang's martial arts provided by Wang Tu are all written by him now. Even if he has the third and fourth part, they are still stored in his head. What's the matter if he kills him?
use?"
"Being able to provide two king-level martial arts at will means that he has a great origin. Killing him is not only useless, but will bring disaster to my Hidden Martial Arts Palace."
"It's better to have a good relationship. Perhaps we can get other king-level martial arts from him."
Upon hearing this, Rose immediately said with a respectful look: "The Palace Master is far-sighted, Rose is rash. Please forgive me for your crime."
The Palace Master Murong glanced at her and said lightly: "Rose, you have been with me for two years. Your cultivation and ambition have grown a lot, but your vision is getting worse and worse."
"You can't even see such a simple truth. You are not suitable to stay by my side. Go to the school to clean up."
Rose's face changed drastically, she knelt down with a plop, and said in tears: "Parent Lord, I was wrong, please take back Cheng's life. Rose just wants to stay by the Palace Lord's side for the rest of her life and serve the Palace Lord!"
"I'll say one more thing, I'll waste your cultivation." The Murong Palace Master's indifferent tone was a hint of coldness.
Rose's body trembled, gritted its teeth, and said in a deep voice: "Rose... obeys the order of the palace master."
...
Wang Hao, carrying Qinglong's body, was like a pauper, carrying a huge sum of five million yuan, and ran excitedly into the mountains.
After finding a hidden valley, Wang Hao stopped and checked Qinglong's situation. His expression changed slightly.
A master like Qinglong has a strong body and a strong energy like the sea. Even if he dies, there will be no changes in a short period of time!
But now, the aura of the green dragon is not different from an ordinary dead person.
Wang Hao reached out to explore his qi sea and was surprised to find that the Qinglong's qi sea was empty and there was no trace of energy.
"how so?"
Wang Hao's eyes flashed.
Even if a master like Qinglong dies, his energy will gradually be lost, but it is an extremely slow process.
At least it will take half a year or more before his qi sea will dry out and his body will rot.
But now he has only been dead for half an hour, and the Qihai Sea is actually empty. This situation is really strange. Where has his energy gone?
This is very important for Wang Hao. In addition to the spiritual cultivation ring and the Golden Dragon Seal, he is also preparing to use the Five Dragons to swallow the Qinglong's cultivation level.
But now, Qinglong’s air is already there!
Wang Hao couldn't help but remember the scene when the Lord Murong Palace had killed Qinglong. When her cold blade penetrated into Qinglong's heart, it seemed that it had sucked the essence of Qinglong in an instant.
Qinglong became completely exhausted, and suddenly he seemed to have grown up dozens of years old.
Could it be that the energy in Qinglong's body was also sucked away by the cold blade of the Palace Master Murong?
In addition, Wang Hao could not find the second reason.
"That Murong Palace Master is so mysterious, his methods are incredible." A deep fear surged in Wang Hao's heart.
"She must have had some secret. She sucked Qinglong's cultivation level in an instant, which was similar to my Five Dragons Swallowing Heaven Technique."
"But it is definitely not as good as the Five Dragons Swallowing Heaven Technique. I am the top-level martial art of the imperial level, and I can also advance! Not to mention the secular world, the Hidden Sect may not have such top-level martial arts."
Afterwards, Wang Hao no longer struggled with this problem, shook his head and looked at Qinglong's fingers with a fiery look.
He wore a painted black ring on his ring finger, which was the nourishing ring.
Luo Xin once told him that the spiritual nourishing ring is made of the cultivation world's materials for nourishing the spirit wood. After being worn on the body, it can warm up the powerful soul.
Wang Hao's current spiritual consciousness is only ten meters, which is far from enough. He urgently needs powerful soul power. This spiritual cultivation ring can just meet his needs.
"Since the Spiritual Care Ring is refined by materials from the cultivation world, it is naturally a magic weapon."
Wang Hao narrowed his eyes slightly. According to the inheritance left by his father, he knew that all magic weapons could be refined and become part of his body, like using his arms to use his fingers.
The Golden Dragon Seal, like the one owned by Qinglong, is also a magic weapon, but he has no way to refine it, so he can only use secret techniques to activate some of the powers.
To refine magic weapons, you must use magic power.
Magic power is something that only immortals can possess.
If you don’t step into the immortal path for a day, the power in your body is energy!
Like Wang Hao practicing the Immortal Sutra, Xiaoyao’s true energy is the immortal energy and magic power!
Therefore, Wang Hao is fully capable of refining magic weapons.
But the question is, how to refine magic weapons?
Wang Hao carefully searched through the inheritance left by his father and found a way to refine magic weapons, and sacrificed blood!
Blood-salting and refining is the most commonly used method for low-level monks in the cultivation world to sacrifice and refine magic weapons.
The magic weapons in the cultivation world, flying swords, flying swords, body shields, amulets, etc. These magic weapons contain magic arrays. After the blood-spraying, low-level cultivators can greatly increase their self-defense by urging them with their hearts.
Ability to attack.
With blood sacrificing, Wang Hao estimated that only he could do it on this earth now.
First, it is impossible for others to have this kind of method in the world of cultivation.
Second, even if others have this method, they do not have magic power. Unless they practice the immortal scriptures or enter the realm of immortal paths, the energy in their bodies is converted into magic power.
Then, Wang Hao immediately followed the method of blood-dripping and refining, bit his fingers and dripped a drop of blood on the Ring of Revitalization.
As the drop of blood went down, whimper, whimper, he felt his mind as if he had been integrated into the ring, and the ring seemed to have become a part of his body.
With a moving mind, the spiritual cultivation ring actually floated up in the air, and it was like eyes growing, and it was placed on Wang Hao's ring finger.
"Haha, magical, it's so magical. This is indeed a means that only immortal cultivators have."
Wang Hao looked surprised, but what surprised him even more was that after refining the spiritual cultivation ring, his soul became much stronger.
The spiritual consciousness suddenly released and reached a distance of fifty meters!
It was ten meters before, but now it is fifty meters at once, five times longer!