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Chapter 42

Finally breaking all the traps, Bai Fan was panting and weak. Qin Liang in the distance walked over with a smile, took out a pill and handed it to Bai Fan, "This is an amber pill, which can quickly restore your internal strength. Take it. Maybe you will need to take action later!"

Bai Fan hesitated for a while when he suddenly realized the profound meaning of Qin Liang's words.

"Haha, I really didn't expect to accidentally start talking!"

Bai Fan smiled helplessly and swallowed the amber pill. Sure enough, the pill dissolved in his mouth and scattered in all limbs and bones. The exhausted internal force quickly gathered.

"It's worthy of being the Amber Pill!"

Bai Fan had taken it when he was still a killer. The methods of refining this medicine were quite complicated and rare. Qin Liang had one in his hand surprised him. Obviously, this person had already considered everything.

The last hall was Murong Sect's retreat. There was no danger when gently pushing open the door. Murong Sect sat cross-legged in the middle of the hall, guarding the light yellow light around it.

"This is Xuanhuang Guardian. Seeing that there are no flags around, you can only break the Xuanhuang Guardian by pulling them out. Xuanhuang Guardian is connected with the hard work of the formation builder. Once it is broken, it can seriously damage the formation builder."

Qin Liang pointed to the guardian light shield in front of him and said, "Bai Fan found that the misty yellow light all came from the four apricot yellow flags."

"This is the Xuanhuang Banner. To sacrifice and refine this banner, you need to pray to Huang Tian and obtain the guardian energy in the dark. Once you succeed, you will not be able to break it easily. But I have my own way, but the power of backlash is quite powerful. Please help me take care of Brother Bai!"

As he said that, Qin Liang took out a piece of black blood-stained rag, he carefully put it in his hand, and then cut his palm, and the blood instantly soaked the rag red.

"Everyone has regrets, and the devout people ask God for blessings and kill those who chased the heavens..."

Qin Liang spoke inexplicably, and then the scarlet rag instantly enlarged and enveloped Xuanhuang's guardian.

Qin Liang, who had lost too much blood, looked pale, but his movements never stopped. The palm prints in his hand changed, and he muttered something. The misty yellow light continued to dissipate, and the Xuanhuang flag was unstable and began to burn.

In the end, Xuan Huang guarded him and woke up Murong Sect who was in seclusion.

"Who is it?"

Angry roar resounded throughout the hall, but before he could react, the rag had already shrouded him.

"How is that possible?"

Anger turned into shock, and Murong Zong seemed to see something unbelievable.

"Impossible, how could I die at the hands of this dirty thing!"

"Break the armor of the Divine Martial Arts for me!"

Murong Zong shouted loudly, and a sacred light emitting all over his body. Qin Liang tried his best to suppress it, but he was unstable with excessive blood loss. He staggered and fell to the ground. The rag lost control and quickly shrank back to Qin Liang's hand.

Losing the suppression of the rag, the Divine Martial Armor gradually dissipated its own light, and Murong Zong stood up with blood on the corner of his mouth.

"Who are you?"

There was endless hatred in his eyes, because just now all his previous efforts were wasted, and it was difficult to break that level.

The road to cultivation is interrupted by life, and this hatred cannot be washed away like a surging river.

Although he still looked like Murong An, Murong Zong, who had already touched the king's realm, knew that the person in front of him was no longer his son, because the strange aura made him feel a little unfamiliar and familiar.

Qin Liang was over-consuming and was no longer a match for Murong Sect. In order to prevent Murong Sect from raiding Bai Fan, he carefully protected him behind him.

"It's you!"

Although I had never met each other, Murong Zong still recognized Bai Fan at a glance. After all, Bai Fan's figure had long been deeply rooted in people's hearts.

Murong An in front of him was backfired, and he could no longer be a threat under the severe injury. Even though the other party had a magic weapon to restrain himself, Bai Fan should not be underestimated. He knew the other party's terribleness, so the Divine Martial Armor involuntarily activated it.

"Why do you want to attack me!"

This is also asking Bai Fan again, and questioning Qin Liang.

"Why?"

Qin Liang suddenly glared at him with cold eyes, "Murong Zong, you must not have forgotten the tragedy five years ago!"

Murong Zong knew what happened five years ago, but Murong Zong frowned and confused.

"Five years ago, you three killed me in vain in the desert..."

Qin Liang continued to remind him that Murong Zong seemed to think of something and was shocked, "Impossible, how could you still be alive!"

"Haha, of course I'm still alive! Didn't you expect it?"

Qin Liang laughed loudly, Murong Zong's fear made him feel a sense of pleasure.

"No, it's impossible, where is my son?" Murong Zong shook his head and seemed to not believe it was the fact.

"What do you think?" Qin Liang asked back with his eyes.

"You, kill him..." Pointing at Qin Liang, Murong Zong was so angry that his body trembled because of his son's death.

Looking at the angry Murong Zong, Qin Liang sneered, "It's not an exaggeration to say that I'll kill him!"

"You, you deserve to die, take my life!"

The Murong Sect, whose eyes were full of tears, finally burst into flames, and the Divine Martial Armor shone, and a flashing fist hit Qin Liang mercilessly.

Qin Liang was not moved by Yu Zong. It was not that he didn't want to resist, but that he was really unable to take action. Bai Fan, who was standing next to him, could only helplessly be forced to fight because he could not watch Qin Liang being killed. After all, the two were temporary allies. More importantly, Murong Zong had already determined that he was also a murderer, and attacking was also an indiscriminate attack.

The cultivation level of the sky exploded, and Bai Fan slapped a palm, accurately blocking the opponent's flashing fist, but the huge force made Bai Fan retreat step by step.

"Don't fight with him head-on. The Divine Martial Armor is a spiritual weapon. Once it is used, its combat power will increase several times, especially its power. You can wander for the time being, entangle him and wait for me to restore some sacrifices to the corner of the Cangtian Cloth!"

Qin Liang ordered, Bai Fan didn't know what Cangtian Yijiao was talking about, but it was the rag.

Another Amber Pill entrance, Qin Liang recovered quickly, put the rag on his chest, and changed after being stained with Qin Liang's blood.

He had long realized the threat of rags, and Murong Zong took all his strength to try to kill Qin Liang, but Bai Fan hugged him tightly, making him unable to free up his hand.

"Get out!"

The uneasiness in his heart made Murong Zong afraid. He endured the danger of being injured and wanted to force Bai Fan to retreat, but Bai Fan had already seen clearly how his intention could make him happy, so he was also sacrificing his life to stop him.

The fist hit his chest, Bai Fan vomited blood, but the farewell knife also fell on Murong Sect's shoulder. Although the protection of the Divine Martial Armor was not traumatized, it also shocked him to rush his blood and his steps floated back.

The rag became bigger and bigger. Murong Zong was anxious and tried his best to kill Qin Liang. Bai Fan could only stop him again.

The Divine Martial Armor is worthy of being the top existence among spiritual weapons. With all the strength, Murong Sect's cultivation has more than doubled.

Carrying the power of thunder, his fist magnified in his eyes, Bai Fan set up a farewell knife in front of his chest.

Bang, the huge force shook Bai Fan out, and the attack speed continued to run towards Qin Liang. At the critical moment, Bai Fan took another move.

Life and death are without traces, and the peerless killing technique releases the power of the sky and slashes down with a bang.

Crane, metal crossed, and sparks flew everywhere. Murong Zong stretched out his arms to hold the farewell knife, but the huge force made the stone slab under his feet shatter.

Pressed hard, the ground began to collapse. Murong Zong was furious and was blocked by Bai Fan one after another and could no longer bear it, so he sent a life-saving blow.

"ah……"

A huge roar sounded, and Bai Fan was bombarded again, and he could no longer stop Murong Sect's footsteps. Fortunately, Qin Liang finally recovered at this time. The moment he opened his eyes, he ragged the magnificent general Murong Sect.

"Get out of here!"

The Divine Martial Armor released light and wanted to spread the rag, but the rag was extremely hard and could not break it.

Bai Fan came back and looked at the struggling Murong Zong's heartbeat. He was glad that Qin Liang had such a treasure, otherwise he would really not know how to deal with Murong Zong. The protection of the Shenwu Armor was so powerful that it would be like a turtle shell that could not be broken when worn on his body.

Murong Sect's struggle became more and more intense. The rag was almost forced to open several times. Qin Liang's forehead was covered with sweat the size of beans. It was obvious that controlling the rag made him consume a lot.

Unwilling to be bound like this, Murong tried his best to stimulate the power of the Divine Martial Armor, but unfortunately the rag was like his nemesis, and the light was constantly melting and gradually dimming.

"Ah, ah..."

Murong Zong shouted in pain, and his body kept changing. On the other side, Murong An also changed. He saw white hair appearing on his black hair, and wrinkles on his young face climbed on.

"What's going on?"

The gray hair was confused and then frightened because he found that the rag was gradually completely wrapped by the Murong Sect under Qin Liang's control. His huge body shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the end, everything disappeared, and only a piece of rag fell on the ground.

"What kind of treasure is this? Such a terrifying ability!" Bai Fan was shocked by the terror of the rag, while Qin Liang gasped powerlessly.

After destroying the enemy, Qin Liang did not have the joy of victory because his efforts were also huge. The heaven-defying thing consumed not only his essence and blood, but also his life span.

Bai Fan wanted to ask about the origin of the rag, but Qin Liang had no time to explain it to him because someone was coming.

The aftermath of the battle attracted the attention of the official army, and Fu Bo got the news and rushed over.

Without further ado, Bai Fan left immediately. Before leaving, Qin Liang and Bai Fan were scheduled to meet again tomorrow afternoon to discuss dealing with Fu Bo.

Seeing the ability of rags, Bai Fan had already planned to cooperate with Qin Liang. After all, Fu Bo had already had a cultivation level in the king's realm. Even if he activated the magic crystal, he might not be an opponent, let alone a Zuo Taoist was eyeing him.

The next day, Bai Fan was waiting at the agreed location, but Qin Liang did not come as scheduled, which made Bai Fan feel a little worried and felt something was wrong.

I went to the Murong family secretly and found that Fu Bo had sent someone to surround the mansion, and no one was allowed to enter and exit.
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