At this moment, Zhao Qing, who was also covered with silver patterns on his skin, suddenly shook his right hand, and a huge force suddenly burst out from his body, like a mountain torrent, and the silver spear once again shook the lightsword that was being trained in sword energy.

The lightsaber shot towards a stone mountain next to it and instantly sank into the mountain. The next moment! The upper half of this stone mountain was as if it had experienced tens of millions of years of wind and rain, and was severely weathered. The hard rock turned into fine sand and flowed to the low-lying places.

When the fine sand flows out, you can see a Han sword inserted in the center. If someone carefully observes the fine sand, you will find that the fine sand looks diamond-shaped and has a smooth surface like a mirror, as if it was cut by some sharp weapon.

At the same time, Geng Gao Jian had already vomited blood and flew backwards, his body landed a hundred meters away, his face as gold paper, his eyes were dull, and his breath was as weak as silk.

Zhao Qing's skin was covered with complex silver textures, and his breathing was quite rapid. Looking at Geng Gao Jian who could not stand up, he took a deep breath.

It can be seen that the silver texture on other parts of his face gradually faded. When the last trace of texture disappeared, his face suddenly turned into an abnormal pale, and he was shaking slightly with his right hand that had turned into a black spear.

Zhao Qing adjusted his breathing on the spot for a moment, and when there was a little blood on his face, he walked to the front of Geng Gao Sword and said, "You lost!"

At this moment, Geng Gao Jian still fell to the ground and it seemed quite laborious to open his eyelids. He was as weak as a baby, and there was no room for resistance.

"I am willing to accept the loss... From now on... everything about Wu Feng... you have the final say." Geng Gaojian looked at Zhao Qing who was condescending and said with a sad expression.

Although the elders of the Demon Hu Sect and Wu Feng had not decided a victory or defeat, and although Zhao Qing was extremely exhausted at this moment, after Geng Gao Jian said this, Wu Feng's people finally retreated despite being unwilling to accept it.

"Don't go back to Wufeng, just come to the Demon Humen to report." Looking at the Wufeng people who were faintly unwilling to accept their feelings, Zhao Qing spoke directly.

After saying this, Zhao Qing ignored these people and directly requisitioned a car from Wu Feng, along with the old man surnamed Huang and the old man surnamed Liu, a total of three cars, and went back to the Demon Humen directly.

There are three cars in Wufeng, all of which are luxurious cars. The space inside the car is spacious, and the remaining two cars are enough for Wufeng people to ride, and it will not be crowded.

Looking at the three cars that were leaving, an elder of Wufeng said in an unwilling tone, "If it weren't for the fact that Mo Wu had consumed the strength of the sect leader, Wufeng wouldn't have lost."

"Don't say much, go to the Demon Humen to report." Geng Gaojian was silent for a moment and spoke.

"There is still a chance in the future."

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The base of Mohumen is located in City A, Guangdong. In just a two-hour drive, the crowd returned to Mohumen.

The highest building in Heihu Villa, the Demon Tiger Tower, is the top floor of the Elders' Council. After two hours of breathing adjustment, Zhao Qing's face has returned to normal.

Zhao Qing sat in the first place, including himself. There were 16 seats on the round table, including seven elders of the Demon Hu Sect, seven elders of Wufeng, and two old men surnamed Huang and old men surnamed Liu from the small martial artist organization.

At this moment, Geng Gao Jian's face was still pale. Mo Wu, whose face was even pale than him, had his lungs penetrated and his head was covered with cold sweat. Although he was seriously injured, he still attended the elders' meeting.

"E Long's people have been destroyed by my Demon Tiger Sect on the way to the Grandmaster Conference." Zhao Qing inspected everyone and spoke.

Hearing this, the people from Wufeng, as well as the old man surnamed Huang and the old man surnamed Liu, looked awe-inspiring. No wonder no one from E Long was seen in the military compound.

"In the following work, we organize E Long's assets and Wu Feng's assets. Within seven days, all the assets that have been sorted out will be collected into the Demon Humen." Zhao Qing didn't say anything nonsense, and got to the point.

"If you have no objection to this, please ask the people below to implement this charter."

Everyone had already expected this matter, so no one raised any objections, but Geng Gaojian spoke at this time.

"The matter of sorting out Wufeng's assets will be carried out by my Wufeng people." When he said this, Geng Gao Jian paused and then spoke.

"We don't care about Wu Feng's assets, but you people from the Demon Hu Sect cannot move the Wu Feng's inner treasury inheritance."

Those that can be included in the warehouse are usually old medicines, secret medicines, weapons with extraordinary value, and foreign objects that are beneficial to warriors. These things are treasures accumulated by history.

Such a requirement is reasonable. Zhao Qing nodded slightly and said, "Yes! But there will be no Wu Feng in the future, but there will be only the Demon Humen."

It is quite simple to deal with these things. As long as the regulations are defined, there will naturally be someone to implement them. For the Demon Humen, arranging Wu Feng and others is the most important thing.

Wu Feng's people surrender to the Demon Hu Sect requires a running-in process. Due to the general trend, it is destined to be a warrior in Guangdong Province A, so Zhao Qing is not worried about what Wu Feng's people will do.

It is not difficult to imagine that when everything is stable, the power exchange of the Demon Hu Sect will become the main melody, but! Zhao Qing is not worried about this at all.

Regarding Wu Feng’s arrangement, Zhao Qing only restricted them from leaving Guangdong City A. Naturally, there was no objection to the group of Wu Feng’s disciples, and there were a few disciples under Wu Feng. Wu Feng was incorporated into the Demon Hu Sect, and most of Wu Feng’s disciples would also move to Guangdong City A.

This matter is not a trivial matter. At least this week, the elders of Wufeng will not be idle.

The meeting of the Grandmaster of Martial Arts ended, and the plan for the "strategic satellite weapon" was about to officially begin. After the meeting of the elders, Qian Xiaoxiong and Yang Cangshan stayed, and the three of them discussed and finalized the final details. The next day, Qian Xiaoxiong and Yang Cangshan secretly left the country of China.

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There is a village behind the Heihu Villa, which is the birthplace of the Mohumen. The mountains near the village actually belong to the Mohumen. There is a mountain located in the center and a fortress made of granite at the top of the mountain. This fortress is exclusively the owner of the Mohumen.

After Zhao Qing became the head of the Demon Hu Sect, he moved into this fortress, and his laboratory naturally moved into this fortress, and the high-end instruments that were missing were also completed one by one by one using the rights in his hands.

A deep corridor extends into the mountain and reaches the deepest part of the fortress. Suddenly, the deep corridor becomes brighter, and under the lights, it makes it like daytime.

The crisp footsteps sounded and echoed in the corridor. After a few minutes, Zhao Qing walked to the end of the corridor and passed the identity verification, and the thick special metal door slowly opened.

Behind the special metal door is a sealed space the size of a basketball court, 10 meters high, the ground is rough but flat granite floor, empty and nothing, but there is a special metal cage at the corner.

The cage was a black snail crystal worm the size of a palm. Because of the regular extraction of flesh and blood, the black worm, which was originally energetic, seemed weak and lying motionless. The slightly dim eyes of the insect were staring at the metal door. When he saw Zhao Qing walking in, he immediately huddled in a corner and shivered.

The snail black crystal worm is a very spiritual insect. Because Zhao Qing has extracted flesh and blood many times, in the eyes of this insect, Zhao Qing is a demon. He instinctively feels fear when he sees him.

Zhao Qing walked in and immediately picked up several old medicines that had been decades old and threw them into the cage. When the black bug saw these herbs, his dim eyes lit up. However, he was hesitant when he looked at Zhao Qing. It was not until he left that the bug dared to come forward to chew the herbs.

The snail black crystal insect is here for careful consideration. As for the laboratory, it is in the fortress, I don’t worry about anyone peeking at the secret.

Although this is a sealed space for practice and retreat, there is still a stone stool and stone countertop in another corner for rest. There are also some items necessary for retreat next to it.

"I wonder what kind of magical human cultivation techniques obtained from the tribute?" Sitting on the stone bench, Zhao Qing faintly showed a look of expectation.

Zhao Qing closed his eyes slightly. The next moment, a half-sized scale appeared in his hand. The scale was purely pitch black. The light was absorbed when it shone on it, without any reflection, making people unable to see the surface of the scales.

However, it is not completely invisible, because there are strands of golden texture flowing on the black scales, like a living thing, looking mysterious and noble.

"Is this the first level of the human race's cultivation method? " After playing with the scales, Zhao Qing murmured to himself.

Regarding how to obtain the cultivation method in scales, the moment Zhao Qing got the scale, he felt a sense of bliss in his heart, and slowly instilled an internal breath into the scales.

Suddenly, the golden texture on the black scales flashed brightly, and an invisible force made the scales sank, and the entire scale gradually melted and turned into an extremely dark ball of light.

In a moment, the scales completely melted. Before Zhao Qing could react, the black light ball with golden threads turned into a stream of light and penetrated into the center of his eyebrows.

Suddenly, Zhao Qing's pupils contracted, becoming without any focal length, becoming extremely hollow, as if he had lost his soul, golden threads were rushing back and forth between his flesh and blood. You could see his skin squirming and bulging, looking hideous and terrifying, as if countless evil insects were swimming in the flesh and blood.

An invisible force hangs up Zhao Qing, and the silver-patterned demon tiger condensed by his spirit also emerged, but it roared in pain, and his face twisted. The dust on the ground was pounding violently because of the echoing tiger roar. The black crystal worm in the screw in another corner stared at this side curiously.

After only a few breaths, the tiger roar suddenly disappeared, and the entire silver-patterned demon tiger suddenly collapsed and exploded, turning into countless light spots, and then sank into Zhao Qing's body.

In the next few minutes, the terrifying wriggle on Zhao Qing's skin gradually decreased until it finally disappeared.

A "click" sounded, and Zhao Qing, who was floating in the air, landed on the ground with his feet.

"Ah..." The hollow eyes regained their spirits, and then a severe pain came from their minds. The brain matter seemed to be stirred by one hand, and the pain was as painful as bone marrow. Zhao Qing hugged his head and shouted.

Ten minutes later, the severe pain in his head began to weaken, and in the next three hours, Zhao Qing recovered, but his clothes were soaked by cold sweat.

"The great demon god is dormant and Nirvana!" Zhao Qing murmured to himself.

At this moment, he knew what had just happened. This secret scripture of cultivation was directly imprinted in his mind in a magical way, and his body was also washed away, laying the foundation for cultivation for this secret scripture.

Extending his right hand, Zhao Qing suddenly clenched his fist, and a sudden sound of air burst out.

"Strength! It actually increased by more than 30%. "As a warrior, Zhao Qing naturally knew his condition. After experiencing marrow cleaning, his body's strength increased significantly.

"At the level of a martial arts master, it is difficult to increase its strength at the slightest. This time, the significant increase is as low as three snail black crystal insect potions."
Chapter completed!