Billion-fold return: With your hands in your pockets, there is no rival!

"Senior, I don't want it, I don't want it! I am the holy son of Qianming Holy Land in the unruly world, and my master is Wang Song, the 29th Holy Lord of Qianming Holy Land. I hope that senior will forgive me this time for his sake." , I swear that I will never take a step here again, please save my life!"

At the critical moment, 'Zhou Zhen' turned pale and begged.

When the masked man in black heard the words 'Qianming Holy Land', he stopped suddenly, as if he had discovered some new continent, and said in a deep voice: "Are you really from the Qianming Holy Land?"

Um?

'Zhou Zhen' didn't have much hope, but when he saw his name being announced, the other party stopped and coughed violently, indicating that he was about to be pinched to death.

With a stamping sound, the masked man in black let go of his hand, and 'Zhou Zhen' fell to the ground with a plop, sucking in the cold air.

"You just said that you are from Qianming Holy Land. Did I hear you correctly?" The masked man in black said in a heavy voice.

"No, no, you heard it right, senior. I am a member of the Holy Land of Qianming. Get up, I have been struggling in the Holy Land for hundreds of years, and finally ascended to the position of the Holy Son. If not for the sudden changes in the Holy Land, I would have ascended to the throne. The 30th Holy Lord!"

‘Zhou Zhen’ repeatedly raised his hands while guessing whether the other party had some connection with his holy land.

"So you are from the Qianming Holy Land..." The masked man in black trembled violently with his hands.

"Yes, yes, I am, I am!" 'Zhou Zhen' became more and more convinced that this old man must have some connection with the Holy Land. He might be a blood relative, or else he wouldn't be like this.

I couldn't help but feel extremely happy.

Suddenly, the masked man in black suddenly rose up, and the sharp dagger was like a thunderbolt, piercing into the face of 'Zhou Zhen' between lightning and flint!

"Crack!"

‘Zhou Zhen’s’ nose was pierced directly, and blood spurted out.

The masked man in black was still angry. He raised his hands and stabbed ten banks in a row. Each stab was more powerful than the last. He didn't stop until the stab in Zhou Zhen's face was completely pierced.

Zhou Zhen's face was covered with blood. He was already dead and could not die anymore. He could not understand why the other party wanted to kill him.

Before he died, he had only one thought in his mind: If he had known better, he would have ignored those two mosquitoes. Damn mosquitoes...

"You idiot, your Holy Land of Qianming was founded by Taoist Yunhuo in the Longhan era. I have a feud with Taoist Yunhuo! But I couldn't defeat him back then, so I had to find a place to hide. Later, when the era changed, Yunhuo The Taoist was killed by the Era Terminator, but I managed to escape with my life. When the catastrophe was over, I immediately went over to destroy your Qianming Holy Land. After killing everyone, I found that one escaped. I didn’t expect it. I really didn’t expect it. It’s you!”

"Hahaha, I almost died with excitement when you brought such an idiot to my door!"

"Taoist Yunhuo, I can't defeat you. Now your generation has been wiped out by me. If you are still alive, what can you do to me! Hahahaha!"

The masked man in black laughed wildly.

After laughing, he still couldn't get over his anger, so he took out a machete, and with a cracking sound, he chopped 'Zhou Zhen's' body into countless pieces.

Finally, he picked up the various storage rings in the pool of blood. With a sweep of his consciousness, he found that there was a lot of harvest inside. There were many valuable things, the light was shining, and there were many materials and earth treasures for improving cultivation. These things can also be used Used to heal wounds, it is a rare healing medicine in the outside world.

The masked man in black happened to be injured, so he immediately sat down cross-legged, took out a magic medicine and began to heal the injury.

However, during the healing process, he held the sword tightly with both hands and looked around cautiously, fearing that someone else would jump out.

After about a cup of tea, all the injuries of the masked man in black were healed. He put all the things in his arms and sneered: "Zhou Zhen, Zhou Zhen, no matter how smart you and Jiu Xuan Sect are, so what? You haven't been beaten by me yet. Stealing the final fruit!”

After finishing all this, he stared at a few mosquitoes on the wall.

He had noticed these mosquitoes a long time ago while flying behind.

He saw everything along the way.

"tread!!"

"tread!!"

"tread!!"

The masked man in black, holding a big knife in his hand, walked quickly towards the two mosquitoes.

"These mosquitoes are very strange. If you follow them all the way, there must be something ghost!"