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Eight hundred and sixtieth chapters courtesy many people do not blame

"You don't need to know this."

"Well, I have another question, is it possible for us to make our own decisions as long as it is in line with justice and fairness?"

"Yes."

"If I were to hunt down bad guys like the black-hearted Taoist priest, would it be OK?"

"Of course." A cultivator nodded, and another older cultivator reminded: "However, be careful. Most cultivators like the black-hearted Taoist priest are masters and are extremely difficult to deal with."

"I understand, I'm just asking, is there anything else?" Zhao Yuan stood up and stood up, looking like he was seeing off the guests.

"It's okay, say goodbye!"

"Now we are all fellow disciples. If you accept this little gift, what are the benefits of the future? I hope the two brothers will support you more."

Before leaving, Zhao Yuan summoned two small exquisite wooden boxes from the Sumeru Ring.

"This... isn't good..." The two cultivators saw the wooden box emitting a strange fragrance and were well-crafted. They knew it was not a common thing at first glance. They immediately showed a look of greed in their eyes, but they were pretending to refuse.

"It's okay, brothers, it's a meeting!" Zhao Yuan stuffed the wooden box into their arms.

"Since Brother Zhao is so polite, then I'm disrespectful!" The two cultivators with cold expressions finally smiled on their faces.

"It's easy to leave, I won't send it!"

"Thank you, thank you."

The two cultivators hurriedly left. After arriving outside the city, they hurriedly opened the wooden box. When the two opened the wooden box, their bodies and expressions were petrified at the same time, because there was a top-quality crystal in the wooden box.

"It's the best crystal..." The younger cultivator's voice trembled.

"Yes, it's really a top-quality crystal... It's been two hundred years... It's been two hundred years... I haven't seen a top-quality crystal for two hundred years..."

The older cultivator actually trembled with his hands and tears filled his eyes.

"Five elders, you are about to ascend, so I will give you this top-quality crystal." Although the young cultivator looked reluctant, he still handed the top-quality crystal in his hand to the older cultivator.

"No... this belongs to you. Although the best crystal stones are rare, they are not rare. However, this Shamiao formation is extremely precious. You should keep it well. One day, you will have a day you need it."

"But……"

"Don't worry, I had reached the early stage of ascension hundreds of years ago. If I made sufficient preparations, this top-quality crystal would be more than enough!"

"Oh...that's good." The young cultivator looked happy.

The two cultivators carefully hid the top crystal and disappeared into the sea of ​​people.

In the small window of the castle, there were eyes observing two cultivators from beginning to end.

"Hey, I am the king of corpses. If you step on my head, is it a big evil that you know?!"

The King of Ten Thousand Corpse stood under the window, and Zhao Yuan stepped on the bare head of the King of Ten Thousand Corpse and observed the reactions of the two cultivators through the window.

Bang!

Zhao Yuan jumped down.

"Why do you want to give them the best crystals?" The King of Ten Thousand Corpse's sharp nails made his forehead clatter, and he asked curiously.

"It's not surprising that there are so many people."

"Why don't you give me some?"

"Is it useful for you to want crystals? If it works, I have more of them here."

"...It's useless. I want to die. You can give me some dead people." The King of Ten Thousand Corpse rubbed his hands and licked his lips with his long tongue, making him look gloomy and terrifying.

“…”

"Why should I send crystal stones to them?" The King of Ten Thousand Corpse asked again.

"I want to confirm one thing."

"What's up?"

"Look at whether the best crystals are really rare here."

"What's the result?"

"Very precious! The older cultivator just now is at the fifth level."

"What is the level of level 5 at the advanced level?" asked the King of Ten Thousand Corpse inquisitively.

"A high level fifth level means the realm of becoming an immortal, and it will also become the early stage of ascension."

"Oh..." The King of Ten Thousand Corpse looked disdainful. It was obvious that for him, ordinary human cultivators did not put them in his Dharma eyes, because he was the King of Ten Thousand Corpse!

"I found that there are many advanced cultivators in this Shamiao formation, and their power is in a stagnant state. This state is likely to be related to the unique environment of the Shamiao formation. If you want to break this environment, you must have crystals and other crystals to ascend..."

"...Oh, sleep." The King of Ten Thousand Corpse didn't seem interested in these things, so he yawned and got into his tent.

"We can't sleep anymore, we still have something to do."

"What are you doing?"

"We're going to start hunting those newcomers."

"Okay, okay, you can kill someone, hahaha..."

The originally depressed King of Ten Thousand Corpse suddenly danced and was full of energy. He held the sickle of the Death God leaning against the corner of the wall in his hand and rushed out of the room first...

“…”

Seeing the King of Ten Thousand Corpse rushing out, Zhao Yuan could only smile bitterly.

This guy is a killer in his bones. If he is on the battlefield of the Qin Empire, he is definitely a killing machine.

Thinking of the King of Ten Thousand Corpse commanding thousands of skeleton troops to fight the Crusaders to the death, Zhao Yuan's blood in his blood veins surging inexplicably. When the Shamiao formation came out, he must fool the King of Ten Thousand Corpse to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy.

"Corpse King, what are you doing?" When the King of Ten Thousand Corpse rushed to the lobby of the inn, the shopkeeper asked casually.

"Kill people." The king of corpses said carelessly.

"Puff..." The shopkeeper was drinking tea and almost spit out, "Ahem... You kill someone if you have something to do or not. It's not a solution to do this. What if the Sha Gang comes to him..."

"Hehe, we are now organized."

"Ahem..." This time, the shopkeeper was really choking, "You... are you members of the Sha Gang now?"

The shopkeeper looked shocked.

Except for the shopkeeper's face, all the guests in the inn hall looked shocked.

The Sha Gang has a history of thousands of years in the Shamiao formation, and no one has ever self-destructed his identity. The members of the Sha Gang seem extremely strange and mysterious. Now, the King of Ten Thousand Corpse actually self-destructed his identity as a member of the Sha Gang in public, which can be said to have subverted the tradition of the Sha Gang.

All eyes fell on Zhao Yuan who arrived later.

In the eyes of the inn cultivators, the King of Ten Thousand Corpse is a bit unreliable. Whether he is a member of the Sha Gang or not, it still needs to be confirmed from Zhao Yuan.

"You have exposed our identity." Zhao Yuan glared at the King of Ten Thousand Corpse, and the huge ice and fire demon sword in his hand shook, making him feel murderous.

"Ah...sorry..."

The King of Corpse opened his mouth and ran away.

The angry Zhao Yuan immediately chased after him...

...

Inside the inn, there was a suffocating tranquility.

Zhao Yuan’s performance has proved what the King of Ten Thousand Corpse said, they are really members of the Sha Gang.

kill!

Suddenly, people's hearts hopped.

The King of Ten Thousand Corpse and Zhao Yuan want to kill people, which is equivalent to the Sha Gang trying to kill people. Who are the Sha Gang trying to kill?
Chapter completed!
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