Landed in the Floods 20,000 Years Ahead of Schedule

how can that be?Is this person really an early quasi-sage?Why does it feel like Senior Brother Geng who cut two corpses, even more shocking than Senior Brother Geng?

Uncle Tian Yang was punched to death, Hong Jun who was hiding behind was frightened out of his wits, turned his head and ran away without hesitation.

If he hadn't been suspicious before, and hadn't been blinded by the innate treasure like Tian Yangbo, he might have been beaten to death like him.

"I have to go to Brother Geng, otherwise I won't be able to deal with him." Hong Jun had an idea, and headed towards the execution hall where Geng Huamao was.

Since Xiang Rongxuan was imprisoned, Senior Brother Geng was in charge of the punishment hall, so Senior Brother Geng should be on duty in the punishment hall at this time.

His speed was very fast, but Wang Shuo was also dissatisfied, but he did not catch up immediately, but followed behind him, waiting for him to lead out Geng Huamao.

If Geng Huamao was in the Saint's Palace, Hong Jun must have gone in this direction, but he didn't, so Wang Shuo guessed that Geng Huamao must not be in the Saint's Palace, but in the city.

This gave him a chance to kill Geng Huamao!

"If you go to the Saint's Palace, you will be killed by me in the next second, but obviously you are looking for Geng Huamao. If that is the case, let you live a little longer!"

Wang Shuo squinted his eyes, followed closely with the explosive sound of the four swords, and increased his speed from time to time to intimidate Hong Jun, which made Hong Jun startled and tried his best to run away at high speed.

Soon, he came to the sky above the execution hall, Hong Jun seemed to see hope, and shouted: "Senior Brother Geng, save me..."

The sound was loud, resounding through the night.

The monks in the city didn't come out, they were used to it.

During this period of time, the punishment hall has been arresting people everywhere, even the former head of the punishment hall, Xiang Rongxuan, was arrested.

Not to mention others?

Chapter 176 The Third Death

Hong Jun's voice was loud, but no one dared to come out to check.

The criminal hall was arresting people everywhere, and the city was full of disturbances. Every night, there was the sound of fighting. Everyone was afraid of getting into trouble, especially at this critical period.

In the execution hall, Geng Huamao, who was a little irritable when correcting official documents, heard Hong Jun's voice, and couldn't help frowning: "This Hong Jun, what's going on? Above the execution hall, yell!"

Before he could stand up, there was a scream in the sky, and a figure fell from a high altitude and hit the tiles on the execution hall.

With a sound of bumping, a person fell heavily to the ground, his body was bloody and bloody.

The chest was already more than half empty, as if it had been directly smashed into pieces by something, and there was not even a piece of meat left.

Looking at the corpse, Geng Huamao's face immediately became gloomy. Hong Jun, Ji Feng, and Tian Yangbo have always been his right-hand assistants. Over the past tens of thousands of years, many of the things he didn't show up for are all like this. Three people are doing it.

Now that Hong Jun died in front of him, and he had just eradicated Xiang Rongxuan, who the hell came to touch this bad luck when he was in the limelight?

Unfortunately, Geng Huamao didn't know that not only Hong Jun, but also Ji Feng and Tian Yangbo were dead.

If he found out, he might be so angry that he vomited blood, right?

Even just seeing the corpse of Hong Jun was enough to make Geng Huamao tremble with anger. When he stepped on the ground, the marble under his feet shattered, and the whole room shook violently, almost collapsing.

He soared into the sky, looked around, in this dark night, under the sky full of stars, he quickly discovered who it was, and killed Hong Jun!

"Taoist Qinglian!" Geng Huamao stared wide-eyed, staring at the man in green robe in front of him with a piercing cold expression.

"I didn't go looking for you, but you sent it to your door yourself. It just so happens that the five innate treasures on your body belong to me now!"

Geng Huamao's face was cold, showing a sarcastic smile.

In the past, Wang Shuo did destroy his corpse-cutting body, but that body was only at the peak of quasi-sage cultivation, while Geng Huamao's real body was at the level of cutting two corpses.

How could the green-robed Taoist in front of him be his opponent?

What's more, not only does this Taoist have an innate treasure, but he also has one in his hand. Although it is broken, it can be used normally.

He wouldn't use this thing unless it was a critical moment, and he would only do it when it came to him as a last resort.

Now to deal with this Taoist, if he can snatch five innate treasures, it will be a great opportunity for him!

"If I get these five treasures, no one can match me under the saint!"

The more he thought about it, the more fiery look appeared in his eyes. He thought Taoist Qinglian was killed by the sage Tianmeng, and the five innate treasures were gone. Who knew that happiness came so suddenly.

"If you hand over the innate treasure by yourself, I can let you go, and I can help you get the saint's approval. From now on, in this saint city, you can enjoy any kind of glory and wealth, and you can also get countless resources!"

In order to prevent Taoist Qinglian from escaping, Geng Huamao began to seduce him. If this person is sensible, he might save him a lot of effort.

As for whether he will get everything he promised afterwards, it depends on his mood. Anyone can say a verbal agreement.

"If you want, this beauty from the holy city can also give you some. As long as you like any girl, just tell me, and I can tell you."

Resources, power, beauty...

These things, in the eyes of ordinary people, can be exchanged with life, but in the hands of Geng Huamao, they are not as valuable as a treasure.

But does Wang Shuo care about these things?At his level, in the wilderness, calling the wind and calling the rain, what kind of woman he wants, what to say, isn't it just a matter of opening his mouth?

As for resources, hehe, Wang Shuo randomly plucked a piece of leg hair, which was thicker than Geng Huamao's waist.

"Why? Not tempted? I can still persuade the saint. When he preaches, he can let you go in and listen to the lecture several times." Geng Huamao tempted again.

Wang Shuo narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Okay, I want the power, beauty, and resources you gave me."

While talking, he walked over, not seeing the slightest difference, as if he was really moved by the persuasion.

One step, ten steps, a hundred steps...