That night, after Zhou Jun met with Ling Wuhen, he did not go back. Instead, he stood quietly outside the imperial capital city all night.
In his hand, he placed the piece of low-level spiritual jade that he had given to Lin Miaoyu...
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Linyuan Mountain is a mountain near the imperial capital of Liang Kingdom. It is unremarkable in itself, but there is a lower sect on it called Linyuan Sect.
However, today the Linyuan Sect received a group of uninvited guests.
"It's almost time for the appointment with Ling Wuhen." Zhou Jun looked up at the starry sky and asked Mo Lian: "How strong is this Linyuan sect?"
"Sir, the Linyuan Sect does not have any warriors at the Spiritual Transformation Realm in terms of apparent strength. There are only two warriors at the ninth level of martial arts." Mo Lian replied.
Zhou Jun shook his head and said: "Since this is the center of the Blood Refining Sect, there must be experts there, so be careful."
"yes!"
Looking down at the spiritual jade in his hand again, Zhou Jun put it away and said lightly: "Action."
After hearing Zhou Jun's order, many killers from the Blood Killing Hall suddenly turned into countless black shadows and flew towards Linyuan Mountain. They are killers, and they are best at sneak attacks.
"Master, please go there in person. I don't want to see any accidents. There is no need to leave anyone alive this time." Zhou Jun said in a cold voice with a murderous look in his eyes.
"Yes!" The leader of the Blood Killing Hall replied respectfully, and then turned into a stream of light and flew to Linyuan Mountain.
Zhou Jun, on the other hand, walked slowly towards the mountain, with Mo Lian following closely behind.
When I walked to the mountain gate, there were only two corpses lying there quietly. There was a shallow sword mark on their necks. They should be the two disciples of the Blood Refining Sect guarding the gate.
Without even looking at them, Zhou Jun continued to walk up the mountain. Everywhere he went, he saw corpses. These low-level martial artists had no room for resistance when the Blood Killing Hall took action. And all the corpses were
, all a scar on a vital part, not even a trace of the second attack.
Kill with one strike, this is the real killer.
There seemed to be a smile on Mo Lian's face. She had brought the Blood Killing Hall with her own hands. Now that she was showing her face in front of Zhou Jun, she was naturally happy.
Zhou Jun walked with a normal expression. Although he could not sense many experts here, the Blood Refining Sect would not let others take away the woman who had been sacrificed in blood.
They kept walking slowly like this, and after half an hour, Zhou Jun and he finally reached the top of Linyuan Mountain, which is also the core of the so-called Linyuan Sect.
When Zhou Jun first arrived here, he saw that it was as quiet as the mountain below, and there was no sign of a large-scale attack. However, the angry corpses on the ground seemed to prove that this place had just been a massacre.
At this moment, a dazzling ray of light flashed across the sky, heading towards the imperial capital. It was a member of the Linyuan Sect who had cultivated to the ninth level of martial arts.
"Want to report a message?" Zhou Jun smiled, and a ball of flame instantly appeared on his hand.
As soon as this pale golden flame appeared, the man behind him felt a pressure and couldn't help but take two steps back.
Zhou Jun's hand shook, and brilliant pale golden flames flew upwards, chasing after the disciple of Linyuan Sect.
At this time, the man was running away towards the imperial capital with a look of terror on his face, and had no time to care about what was behind him.
"Who are these men in black? Could it be Xue Sha Tang?" The man said to himself. When he mentioned Xue Sha Tang, a trace of fear appeared on his face, and he touched the wound on his face.
"Fortunately, I dodged this sword quickly! Otherwise, I would have been killed by now. These people must be from the Blood Killing Hall. Is their purpose a blood sacrifice? I want to tell the sect leader quickly.
Just when this person was guessing, a pale golden flame hit him at an extremely fast speed from behind. How could a person's speed be compared to the red golden flame?
Under the high temperature of the red gold flame, the man was burned to ashes without making any sound, leaving nothing behind. With a shake of his hand, the flame flew back to Zhou Jun's hand, and then disappeared into his body...
The whole process takes less than ten breaths.
Looking at Zhou Jun with a faint smile on his face, Mo Lian looked at his hands with lingering fear.
At this time, a black shadow flew out from inside and knelt down in front of Zhou Jun.
"My subordinate failed to kill this person and almost allowed him to escape. Please punish the Blood Lord."
Looking at the people kneeling below, a smile appeared on Zhou Jun's lips: "Get up and continue to complete the task."
After saying that, Zhou Jun slowly walked past the Blood Killing Hall disciple who was still kneeling.
Walking into the hall, there was a middle-aged man here, maintaining a sitting posture, but a sword mark passing through his skull between his eyebrows proved everything.
Slowly walking up to this person, Zhou Jun looked at the eyes that still refused to close, sighed softly, raised a flame in his hand, and drew a stroke in front of this person. This person still maintained a sitting posture, Zhou Jun
Jun waved his hand gently, and a breeze blew by, turning the man into ashes.
Zhou Jun took the place of the man just now and said to Mo Lian: "It's almost time to go and take a look. I want to keep a few important people alive for interrogation."
Mo Lian nodded and walked out quickly. For some reason, Zhou Jun, who was calmer than ever at this moment, made her feel a little afraid.
Zhou Jun could not sit alone in the hall for a cup of tea. Mo Lian walked in, followed by the leader of the Blood Killing Hall and a middle-aged man who seemed to have been sealed.
"Blood Lord, this person is the sect leader of Linyuan Sect, Pan Tianji, who has cultivated to the ninth level of martial arts."
Zhou Jun nodded and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Hall Master."
"You are the Blood Lord of the Blood Killing Hall!" Although Pan Tianji had been sealed at this moment, he was still inconceivable that Zhou Jun, a seventh level martial artist, was actually the Blood Lord of the Blood Killing Hall.
"Now you can tell me, where is the woman who will be sacrificed by blood in your Blood Refining Sect hidden?" Zhou Jun asked with a smile.
"What is the relationship between our Linyuan sect and the Blood Killing Hall? What is the Blood Killing Hall?" Pan Tianji replied with a pretending to be confused.
Shaking his head, Zhou Jun glanced at Mo Lian, who nodded.
"Bah..."
"Ah!" Pan Tianji screamed, Mo Lian had cut off his entire arm just now.
"Should you tell me?" Zhou Jun said with a smile.
"So what if we are from the Blood Refining Sect! I just won't tell you what you can do to me. Kill me if you can!"
This Pan Tianan is smart. He has already made up his mind. If he says it, Zhou Jun will definitely kill him. It can be seen from the massacre just now. If he doesn't say it, this person should not touch him for the time being, and he
Nor did he betray the Blood Refining Sect.
"Perhaps you don't have to say it, but remember that we are the Blood Killing Hall." Zhou Jun said, and a look of fear appeared on Pan Tianji's face.
"Don't worry, I won't torture you, but you should not doubt the strength of my Blood Killing Hall." Zhou Jun said with a smile: "I will find your parents, wife and daughter in the shortest family. What do you think will happen to them?
"
The look of fear on Pan Tianan's face became thicker and thicker, but he still managed to shout: "I won't tell you!"
"Blood Lord, why waste time with him? I have a way to make him say it obediently." The leader of the Blood Killing Hall suddenly said.
"Uh?" Zhou Jun said, "Then you try your best, as long as you can get the hiding place of the blood sacrifice woman."
The leader of the Blood Killing Hall slowly walked up to Pan Tianan, his expression becoming more and more frightened. Although Zhou Jun was the Blood Master, he only heard his name and never saw him. But the leader of the Blood Killing Hall, Bi Wei, But it was different. There were countless rumors about him for three days and three nights, and every one of them made Pan Tianan extremely frightened.
"You...what are you going to do?" Pan Tianan was so frightened that he could no longer speak clearly.
Bi Wei ignored him and just put his hand on his head. Pan Tianji naturally had no room for resistance in the hands of Bi Wei, who was at the third level of spiritual transformation, and Pan Tianji had already been sealed. "Pump!" Bi Wei With a low drink, a black light glowed on his hand, and Pan Tianan twitched, as if all the energy in his body had been sucked away by the black light hand.
Gradually, Pan Tianji was fucked by Bi Wei at a speed visible to the naked eye. The situation was extremely terrifying. This was a typical example of a living person being sucked into a mummy. This was the first time Zhou Jun had seen it.
Bi Wei swung his hand, and Pan Tianji's already shriveled corpse fell down. Zhou Jun shook his head, waved his hand and displayed red gold flames, burning it up.
"What kind of skill is this?" Zhou Jun asked Bi Wei.
Bi Wei then opened his eyes, but there was a hint of darkness in them.