One pound of meat equals one attribute point

There are three major assassin organizations in Zhongzhou, namely, Blood Shadow Building, Red Dust Prison and Wanliu Villa.

The protagonist of this incident is Wanliu Villa.

Wanliu Villa is called an assassin organization, but it is more like an ancient family with a special inheritance. It has mastered a secret method that can restrain the immortality of earthly immortals.

Even some long-established Dharma masters are quite afraid of this family.

The owner of Wanliu Villa is named Liu Qianshan.

In his early years, this owner adopted a son named Liu Kaiwen.

A few days ago.

This owner forced a breakthrough and failed in seclusion. As a result, the calamity entered his body and he was seriously injured. When he was in seclusion to heal his injuries, this son suddenly attacked. Caught off guard, and already seriously injured. This generation of strong men who was also notorious in Zhongzhou died suddenly.

This son joined forces with outsiders to clean up Wanliu Villa.

Only one of Liu Qianshan's youngest sons managed to escape from Zhongzhou under the desperate protection of his servants.

According to the information provided by the underworld man.

This man is now very likely hiding in Su Heng's sphere of influence.

The escaped youngest son is named Liu Wenhuan.

Seeing that Su Heng seemed to be interested in his affairs, the underworld man in Jialan Valley tilted his head and said, "Liu Wenhuan was hunted down, on the one hand to cut the grass and root it out. On the other hand, it is because he holds the key to the villa's treasure house, which contains the resources and treasures accumulated by Wanliu Villa over the years, as well as the core inheritance of killing gods and killing Buddhas."

The three major killer organizations are well-known, and the wealth accumulated is probably quite considerable.

Su Heng has always been indifferent and doesn't care much about these extraneous wealth. But he is a decent person and can't tolerate any sand in his eyes. Since such a thing happened under his nose, there is no reason to sit idly by.

Su Heng said, "Keep paying attention to this matter. If you have any gains, remember to inform me in time."

The Dark Daoist nodded and said, "I understand."

Su Heng's eyes lingered on her and asked, "How is your body now?"

"There is only one step away from the breakthrough." The Dark Daoist replied, "When the heavenly tribulation comes, I will still need the protection of fellow Taoists."

"Since I promised you something, I will naturally do it." Su Heng looked at the huge sycamore tree in the courtyard outside and spoke slowly, his voice full of confidence.

The Dark Daoist nodded, and then her huge body disappeared in the gray mist.

...

After a conversation with the Dark Daoist.

Su Heng did not continue to disturb Li Hongxiu's practice and left this remote temple.

He returned to the Demon Suppression Tower.

Boom!

Accompanied by a friction sound, the heavy stone door in front of him slowly opened.

Immediately afterwards, a hot and smelly gust of wind came towards him, and the candles on the walls on both sides of Su Heng shook.

Roar!

A roar exploded.

A tiger with wings on its back came out swaggeringly.

On the tiger's head lay a three-legged crow with black feathers, crossing its legs, and holding a fishing rod in one of its remaining claws, on which hung a piece of fresh demon flesh and blood with a thin line. Just like a steering wheel, the fishing rod shook slightly, and the winged tiger below changed direction.

Su Heng: "..."

During the time he was away, the little golden crow seemed to have lived quite well.

There was more than a circle of fat on its body, and it looked round and a little funny, but I don't know if it can still fly.

"Quack! Quack!"

It seemed to see the doubt in Su Heng's eyes.

The little golden crow threw the fishing rod in its claws to the side, and it seemed to have taken a lot of effort to stand up from the top of the tiger's head.

Then it flapped its wings "fluttering", and when Su Heng felt his shoulders sink, the little golden crow landed on him.

You can see it with the corner of your eye.

At this time, the little golden crow put his hands on his waist and raised his head proudly.

This means, how about it, I am awesome.

"Hmm..." It is indeed quite awesome.

Who raised his little golden crow into a pig? Su Heng was a little speechless.

Although it is a little fat, the aura of the golden crow is much more intense than before.

The little golden crow was born malnourished. Before it was born, its mother was killed by the demon god. Fortunately, it was helped by Su Heng and was reborn. Su Heng benefited a lot from the old golden crow and took good care of the little golden crow.

Seeing its happy appearance, Su Heng did not have any harsh thoughts in his heart.

He took out a few pills made from the flesh and blood of the demon god from his arms and fed them to the little golden crow. He frowned and thought for a while, and a red light flashed in the room, accompanied by a loud roar, and Qiongqi was released by Su Heng.

During the time he left Longyuan, Qiongqi had been placed in the flesh and blood furnace.

The flesh and blood furnace, after being strengthened, can accommodate living things. But the environment inside is bad, even if a demon stays in it, it will feel very depressed.

Qiongqi was released by Su Heng at this time, and suddenly felt that the sea and sky were wide open, and he couldn't help but cry out.

When it saw the stupid black tiger in front of it, it straightened its chest and put on a majestic look. But when it turned its head and saw the golden crow on Su Heng's shoulder. Qiongqi first widened his eyes and was surprised. Then he kowtowed, with a very humane flattering expression on his face.

Why is he arrogant at first and respectful later?

Bang!

The little golden crow flew down from Su Heng's shoulder, clenched its wings into fists in mid-air, and hit Qiongqi's forehead heavily.

Qiongqi felt as if he was hit hard by a stick, and his head suddenly stuck to the ground. The bricks and stones below exploded, and he was swaying and unstable.

The little golden crow looked up and croaked twice, then stretched out its wings and patted Qiongqi's head.

The punch just now was because it provoked its younger brother and wanted to teach him a lesson.

The pat on the head later was because the golden crow saw that this guy was still a bit powerful, and was ready to take him under his command. A club and a sweet date, this guy actually played pretty well.

Qiongqi was thick-skinned and didn't suffer any injuries, but was a little surprised at the little golden crow's great strength.

It spit out the debris in its mouth with a "Puh" sound and looked back at Su Heng. Seeing Su Heng nodded slightly, Qiongqi grumbled and licked the sole of Jinwu's foot with his tongue.

Su Heng no longer cared about these little guys and continued to walk forward.

He met Qin Shunying in a corridor inside.

Li Hongxiu followed the Dark Daoist to the temple to practice. During her absence, Qin Shunying should be responsible for raising the little Jinwu.

... No wonder it is almost fat like a ball.

Qin Shunying was originally a third-step Tiangui cultivator, and now he has begun to temper his immortality.

Under normal circumstances, Su Heng and Qin Shunying should be in the same realm now. They are both above Tiangui and have not reached the level of Earth Immortal.

It's just that after creating the Eight-Nine Mysterious Art, Su Heng turned the table over and stopped playing. His system is different from the path taken by today's practitioners, so it cannot be measured by conventional realms.

Su Heng also had some good feelings for this heroic and valiant senior sister of the Immortal Sect. When they met again this time, he smiled and said, "It seems that during the time I went to Longyuan, your cultivation has also made some breakthroughs. Congratulations."

"It's just a small step on a long road." Qin Shunying smiled.

"There are more and more demons on the Skeleton Plain, and some tribes have begun to evacuate. I am responsible for going to assist." Qin Shunying said, "Some ancient inheritances in the hands of those tribesmen seem to be related to the demon descendants. Taking this opportunity, I will copy them down, which may be helpful to you."

Qin Shunying raised her hand and handed Su Heng a thick stack of books.

Her fingers were slender and long, with distinct joints, and she wore several bracelets woven with red jade and agate on her wrists.

When she moved, it jingled, which was very pleasant.

Su Heng reached out to take it and opened it.

There were lines of beautiful handwriting inside, and the ink seemed not to be completely dry.

Solban said before that a friend of his could translate the language of the demons, and the end of the Skeleton Plain was not too far from Longyuan.

Su Heng guessed that the grassland tribes on the Skeleton Plain might be some kind of backup left behind, just like the four immortal mountains. It's just that in the long years, these tribes suffered disasters and no complete inheritance was preserved. But even so, the value of these records is also very great. Su Heng has read the information of the immortal mountain and collected many records from Longyuan. But just flipping through the booklet, he saw a lot of neglected knowledge from it.

"The content here is very useful to me." Su Heng put the booklet in his arms and said, "Thank you."

Qin Shunying smiled.

The gap between their cultivation was too big, but Qin Shunying seemed very happy to help Su Heng in this way.

...

Su Heng left a drop of dragon blood for Qin Shunying, and then went down the stairs to the lower level of the Demon Suppression Tower, the secret room that had just been excavated.

He is now creating a new method, although there are some clues, but it is difficult to continue on this road.

The analysis of the talents and blood of the demon descendants may find some analogies.

The environment inside is dim, the air is humid and hot, and occasionally you can hear the sound of chains shaking and struggling and roaring, as if someone is being tortured.

Going down the stairs is like going deep into purgatory, which gives people more and more psychological pressure. But this is Su Heng’s real nest, where he usually retreats and studies. Returning to this vast underground space, Su Heng feels like returning home and feels a lot more relaxed.

The lowest level of this space.

Outside a prison blocked by a heavy iron door, two fully armed dragon guards stand.

Seeing Su Heng’s huge body slowly appear in the dark red candlelight, casting a shadow.

The two dragon guards immediately pushed the spears in their hands down heavily, clenched their right hands into fists, pressed them hard against their chests, and bowed to Su Heng.

"Well!" Su Heng nodded.

After receiving the signal, the two dragon guards reached out at the same time.

With a heavy friction sound, the iron door in front was forcibly opened. Then, a woman's sharp curses came out.

A younger dragon guard on the left strode forward, came to the woman, raised his palm, swung it, and slapped her face fiercely.

The woman had disheveled hair, her limbs were cut off, and the chains were directly strung on the broken bones. At this time, she was directly whipped into a spinning top by the dragon guard, and the iron chains tied to her body jingled. The face that was originally pretty and charming was twisted and deformed at this time, and even half of the teeth in her mouth flew out. But the madness and hatred on the woman's face had not diminished at all, and there was a creepy resentment in the eyes looking at Su Heng.

This woman was the demon Snow who was caught by Su Heng before going to Longyuan.

Not far from Snow, on another wall, there was a middle-aged male demon named Aguduo.

These two were originally ordered by the great elder to hunt down Solban. As a result, they broke into Su Heng's territory and became prisoners, and have been imprisoned until now.

However, the vitality of the demons was really strong. When Su Heng knocked them down that day, they were already dying. Later, their limbs were cut off and they were made into human pigs and hung on the wall. Su Heng didn't have much hope at first, thinking that they had died long ago. Unexpectedly, these two people were so tenacious that they not only survived, but also cursed at Su Heng in a lively manner.

Seeing this, Su Heng was not angry, but a look of surprise appeared on his face.

He reached out and gently stroked Snow's bloody cheek, praising, "Such a tenacious vitality should be able to accumulate a lot of useful data for me."

Pooh!

Snow spat.

Her full chest rose and fell, and she glared at him, "Don't be happy too soon. Sooner or later, the Great Elder and the Hunter Lord Oris will avenge us."

"The Great Elder, Oris... these are two familiar names." Su Heng smiled, but the words that came out of his mouth were very cold, "Unfortunately, they are already dead."

"No, this is impossible, you must be lying to us!" Snow screamed.

In fact, after being imprisoned here for so long, she already had a vague premonition in her heart. But now that Su Heng pointed it out, the premonition came true, and she suddenly felt unacceptable.

"Even so, so what?"

At this time, Agudo, who had been silent on the other side, spoke coldly, with a threat: "What you see is just the tip of the iceberg of the real power of our tribe."

"Are you talking about Simmons and the Ark battleship?" Su Heng's smile on his face did not change.

"You!" Aguduo's eyes widened, no longer calm, "How did you know?"

"They are indeed very threatening opponents, but unfortunately, they are one step behind." Su Heng put his hands behind his back and paced back and forth in the prison, calmly speaking the cold reality, "Simmons is dead, and the Ark battleship has become my collection."

"What are you kidding!?"

Su Heng looked at him deeply and did not continue to answer. But behind him, a red light flashed, and the scene in the flesh furnace was revealed.

On the blood-red plain, the remains of the demon warriors were wrapped in insect eggs. At the end was a metal arc that bulged upwards, which was the armored wreckage left after the explosion of the Ark battleship.

——A complete defeat!

The facts are right in front of us, and there is no need to say more about the process.

Thousands of years of planning, failed at the last moment. Snow only felt that she was out of breath for a while. She opened her mouth, gasped violently, and then closed her eyes, two lines of blood and tears flowed on her cheeks. Then, the pale blue blood vessels in her jaw tightened, and from her pale and cracked lips, Su Heng heard the most desperate, painful, and beautiful howl in his life.