The queen must start from the head

Chapter 82

Outside the ancient city pool, a huge pit more than three meters deep was revealed on the ground after the smoke and dust cleared.

Lying in the pit was the Aquila Saint with ragged clothes and no breath.His pale and shriveled face opened wide with two protruding white eyes like dead fish, as if he saw something terrible before he died.

At the other end, after landing, Mu Lian supported her crumbling body with a knife, raised her hand to take away the storage bag that fell from the sleeve of the Eagle Saint, and then left the place as quickly as possible.

Not long after she disappeared, the crowd that had been attracted by the battle just now flocked to the ancient city.

Among them, an old man with a white beard fell to the ground first, and he recognized at a glance that the person who died in the pit was the notorious Tianying Saint in Zhao Kingdom.

"Why did he die here? Just now, who is he fighting against?"

The old man with white eyebrows twisted his beard with a puzzled expression on his face.

Many people who landed right behind him also recognized the man in the pit.

"It's Jia Ying! How did he die here?" A sage who also came from Zhao Kingdom rushed forward to check after landing.

"Who knows if he offended someone who shouldn't be offended? I heard that in order to prolong his life, he learned a set of evil skills from somewhere, which killed many people..." Another saint from the Qing Dynasty He couldn't help but interjected a few words, he had never been used to this kind of behavior that harms others and benefits himself.

The friend beside him quietly tugged on his sleeve and said, "This man is already dead, so you can just say a few words."

"What's so great about being dead?" He cursed angrily, but he didn't continue.

These people observed the deep pit for a long time, and finally came to a barely unanimous conclusion: Jia Ying, that is, the sage of Tianying, should have been killed by an extremely powerful sword technique, and the strength of the opponent far exceeded Otherwise, Jia Ying's expectation would not have been that extremely shocked expression.

However, there are so many saints who practice sword techniques, that is, each saint has his own well-known famous skills, but who knows whether these saints who use swords use other unknown sword techniques when killing people? ?

Everyone discussed this for a long time, but they still couldn't figure out who the person who killed Jia Ying was.

The white-bearded old man sighed, "Forget it, let's stop guessing here. Let them worry about their Zhaoguo affairs. If you really want to know who the murderer is, please ask the astronomical master of the Sitianjian to do it." It's a pity that this blood world, although the space is not small, but the inside is too barren."

The old man's last words touched everyone's hearts for a while.

"That's right, I've been here for more than half a day, and I haven't found anything in that ruined ancient city. This place was probably a deserted land when the blood race was still alive." One person said.

"It should be. I searched for a long time and didn't see a few valuable bloodstones. If I knew this, I might as well dig those small tombs on the outskirts of the city. Maybe I can accumulate more."

Seeing that everyone was complaining, the old man with white beard and eyebrows interjected, "Every time the blood world is opened, it will close by itself in as short as one day, as long as three days. I still have time to continue searching around. This trip Come in, you can’t come back empty-handed.”

Hearing this, many people nodded in agreement.

After a while, everyone dispersed on their own, looking for their own opportunities.

After the sage of Zhao Kingdom collected Jia Ying's body, he also chose a direction and flew away.

In the end, the old man with white beard and eyebrows was left, still staying in place.

He twirled his thick white beard, smiled and said to himself, "You have to work harder to find the bloodstone, otherwise, when you go out, the old man won't be able to explain to you..."

Let's talk about the other end.

Although Mu Lian used Changhong Guanri's last sword technique to break through the Heavenly Eagle Sage's Heavenly Eagle Claw and successfully killed him.But the holy power in her whole body was almost emptied by that move, and her whole body was suddenly weakened to below the Transcendent Realm.

Right now, she was running away in a hurry with the Sunset Knife on her back, and took a qi recovery pill.While checking the surroundings, she used a little attention to communicate with the system.

"Gou System, did you sell me fake medicine? Why hasn't my holy power fully recovered?"

The system said in a muffled voice, "What magic medicine do you think you bought with twenty purchase points, which can instantly revive you with full blood?"

Just now the host asked it to buy elixir, and when it was happy, it thought of recommending the most expensive one to the big dog, and without realizing it, it opened its mouth and shouted, "Big dog, all the good elixir is here!"

Once these words are spoken, it's like pouring water, it, it can't be taken back!
At that moment, seeing the host's sudden change of expression, it knew that it had offended this narrow-minded old woman again.Sure enough, from then on, the host kept calling it "dog system". As a system, it was really difficult.The only gratifying thing is that it has added a debt to the host in its own small notebook, and we will have a long time to come, hehe.

In the blood world, there seems to be no difference between day and night.

Mu Lian is sure that it has been a day since she entered this place, but the sky is always red and has not changed.

After fully recovering her physical strength, she found a secluded cave and prepared to sort out the storage bags she had picked up from Saint Skyhawk.

The method of refining the storage bag for the saint sacrifice is very simple, you only need to stamp your own holy power breath on it.Once the owner is dead, the breath on the storage bag will gradually disappear.

Mu Lian picked up the bag in her hand and sacrificed it with her own holy power.After about half an hour, she successfully opened the bag.

Holding the bottom of the bag, she poured out the contents in one go.

There are nearly a hundred bloodstones from the blood world, seven or eight martial arts cheat books, three weapons, some pills and herbs in jade boxes, and some odds and ends. These little things are of little value.

Mu Lian randomly picked up a cheat book on footwork training, flipped through it a few times, then shook her head and said, "It's not as good as the one I exchanged from the dog system."

The system was about to respond with "that's right", and then quietly retracted its head after reacting.

Mu Lian was about to throw the cheat book away when suddenly she felt something was wrong between the fingertips of her right hand pinching the pages of the book.She immediately turned to the page that felt like there was a sandwich, and gently tore open the thick sheet of paper. Sure enough, a thin bronze-colored page fell out of it along the gap.

She took out a pair of gloves from her talisman bag, and carefully held the bronze-colored paper in her hands to examine it.

"Blood Demon Divine Art? What kind of martial art is this?" She frowned and read the paper several times from beginning to end.

After a long time, she let out a long sigh.

"By absorbing and refining the blood of young warriors to prolong one's life and improve one's cultivation, it's really a magic skill."

Mu Lian put down the secret book of mental techniques, and after thinking about it for a while, finally raised her hand and shot out a wave of holy power, destroying the secret book.

This kind of cultivation method that harms others and benefits oneself should not be kept anymore. If it is spread, I am afraid that many young warriors will die because of it.

After dealing with Saint Eagle's things, she simply closed her eyes and meditated, digesting what she had gained from yesterday's battle.

Cultivation has no time.

When Mu Lian felt a huge repulsive force that ejected her from the blood world, she felt that she had only been in seclusion for a few hours.

As soon as she reached the outside world, she found herself locked in by a strange breath of holy power.

A Taoist wearing a broad Taoist robe and a Ziwu hairpin held a whisk in the air, stepped in front of Mu Lian, looked down at her proudly and said, "Young man, hand over the storage bag on your body."

(End of this chapter)