"But it doesn't matter."

"If you don't agree, I will first kill the warriors behind you, and then kill your family members one by one until you agree."

It's hard to imagine that a gentle and gentle young man would say such cold words.

His voice was not harsh, on the contrary, it was gentle.

Calmly and calmly, he seemed to be telling his friends whether he should crush the ants to death and turn the entire ant nest over, not sparing any of them.

"Although the Forbidden Land has great restrictions on us, we can still do it by extracting souls and refining souls."

The guard who stood behind the young master like a wooden sculpture slowly raised his head.

It was an old face.

A pair of eyes are very bright, like an ancient wild beast. When staring at people, it seems that the space has stagnated, freezing the souls of those being looked down upon.

Everyone was horrified.

They have all heard about the power of the nobles in the capital, and they often turn people into fly ash, but this is the first time they see them.

The fierce murderous intent burst out from the old man's body, leaving everyone speechless.

Zhao Qingyi's palms trembled slightly, and his body couldn't help but bend down while holding the ancient sword.

But he still gritted his teeth and held on.

Even though a trace of blood was flowing down the corner of his mouth, his sharp iron eyes stared at the noble master and asked in a hoarse voice: "No one cares?"

He didn't believe that even if the other party was an immortal, he wouldn't be able to kill someone at will without being punished.

On that day, Xia Long said that he had killed many Jindan monks.

Tianxialou also monitors the world.

Wen Zhaowu looked at the stubborn green-robed warrior with a surprised look in his eyes. It seemed that this man knew something.

"When the crops grow in the crop field, the owner will sell them. If the buyers accidentally trample a crop to death, of course the owner will pursue the case, but they just buy it."

He paused and continued, as if there was no need to hide anything from the ants: "Killing is indeed a big deal."

"I also know a thing or two about the method of not killing but living worse than death."

"Young Master wants to buy and sell by force?"

"good."

"Why?"

"Because you are too weak."

Wen Zhaowu patiently answered Zhao Qingyi's question.

Zhao Qingyi smiled bitterly.

He thought that there should be a paradise outside the forbidden land of God.

It is a holy land for gods and immortals, a blessed land and cave.

Just like the fairy knights described in the picture book, talking about the world of mortals, I didn't expect that it was the same everywhere, but maybe it wasn't called Jianghu anymore.

Wen Zhaowu's expression was as usual.

He just wants to break through Zhao Qingyi's psychological defense step by step.

As long as he can take away this opportunity, he doesn't care whether it's through coercion or inducement.

But it's better if the other party is willing.

Otherwise there will always be cause and effect involved.

"so……"

"So do you really think you are strong enough?" A strange voice came from the other end of the official road.

Immediately afterwards, three Linjiao horses approached quickly, but the dark warrior at the head had no intention of dismounting. He sat on the tall horse and looked down.

"Be bold!"

The old man behind the noble master was furious.

The aura of cleverness turned into a terrifying wild beast that was about to completely engulf the dark warrior on the tall horse.

However, the world was in panic, and the inspiration and breath quickly turned into the spring breeze and dissipated.

The old man who caused the change in the sky realized the horror of the forbidden land, and even a saint like him could not take action.

However, as an old saint, even if he does not use magic power and only relies on his physical body, he can shatter the stars and pick up the sun and moon. A mere first-step Qi-blood martial artist will die with one punch.

"No matter how noble a person you are outside, when you come to the forbidden land, not only will you be unable to use your magic power, but your physical body will gradually be suppressed by heaven and earth."

"The more times you take action, the weaker it becomes."

Shou He held down the Blood God Halberd, turned over and fell to the ground.

The energy and blood agitated turned into smoke and shot straight into the sky.

The three-foot Blood God Halberd suddenly turned into a foot-long sword.

The bloody aura seemed to be a generous cloak draped over his body.

"Brother!"

Zhao Qingyi was overjoyed.

I didn't expect Shouhe to come.

When Longevity comes, the old god who looks like a big demon will definitely be nearby. At this moment, he feels confident.

Shou He nodded slightly towards Zhao Qingyi, then looked at Wen Zhaowu and said: "One day he will be completely exhausted by the world."

"It's true that we are ants. You have heard that ants kill elephants. With the blessing of heaven and earth, we are all heroes chosen by God. We can kill gods and immortals!"

"insightful."

Wen Zhaowu clapped his hands and gave a thumbs up.

It turns out that the mortals in the Forbidden Land are not ignorant, they know how to use their own advantages.

However, mortals are no match for monks.

What's more, the one who protects him is an old saint.

"Since he is a hero, please trouble Mr. Ibis to give him some guidance."

"Old slave, I obey!"

The old saint, known as the Ibis Elder, slowly walked towards Shou He.

"call."

How could Shou hold the Blood Divine Halberd tightly.

Qi and blood are steaming and surging, and the strange phenomenon of wolf smoke reaches the sky.

The blood god armor is attached to the body.

At this moment, a whisper came to his ear: "You are no match for this old guy. Even if he can't use his magic power, the saint can kill you with one punch."

"what do I do?"

"It's better to let me, an old ghost, meet him."

"Watch the kill!"

The old Ibis shouted angrily.

The old saint burst out like a terrifying thunder from the distant sky.

The other warriors couldn't see clearly at all. Only Zhao Qingyi could see a little bit of the secrets. The more so, the more he could feel the difference.

What a chasm that is.

It's like the difference between a human and a piglet.

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Wen Zhaowu, who was waving a folding fan and holding his shoulders, looked calm.

In his eyes, the man holding the bloody halberd could only end up being smashed into a bloody mist.

boom!

Shou He, who was holding the Blood God Halberd, remained motionless.

Wen Zhaowu, who was holding a folding fan, opened his eyes wide, not because he was shocked that Shou He was intact, but because a tall figure stood in front of Shou He.

The tall figure also punched brazenly, exchanging punches with the ibis honestly.

But the Ibis elder's iron fist has turned into white bones.

The tall figure is as towering as a mountain.

like a statue.
To be continued...