Chapter 146

Outside the weirdo Valley, in a tent in the dense forest.

There was a man with a red beard sitting inside with a glass of blood in his hand.

"Tut tut......"

The beard holds the cup in front of his nose, takes a deep breath, gives out bursts of admiration, and closes his eyes to enjoy.

"The blood of the spirit family is really the best taste in the world!"

The bearded man murmured and was about to take a sip when suddenly his eyebrows picked up.

He opened his eyes and looked around. "Who?"

However, there was a dead silence around and nothing was found.

Gently fluttering, only the door curtain.

"Meow..."

Just then, a cat barked.

Then a black cat came in.

Seeing this, the bearded man breathed a sigh of relief. "I've always been paranoid lately. Oh, really!"

However.

The next second, the beard and scalp explode.

Get up quickly, step away and run crazy.

It's just, there's still time.

"Stab!"

A dagger stabbed him in the back.

His life value immediately bottoms out. Just one more blow can kill him.

"Hoo..."

In front of him, a figure appeared.

It is Su Ziyang who incarnates mieba.

Su Ziyang tied his beard and stepped on his face. "What's your purpose here?"

The beard endured severe pain and looked at Su Ziyang. His face was full of panic, "spare your life!"

"One last time, say!"

A cold and heartless voice came.

"I said, I said!"

His beard nodded.

"Sir, we are ordered by the great elder to wait for the spirit emperor here. As long as he enters the valley, he can catch turtles in a jar and cannot escape by inserting wings!" said the beard.

"What else?" said Su Ziyang.

"What else, my lord?"

The beard pretends to be stupid.

"In that case, die!"

With that, Su Ziyang took up the dagger, aimed it at the head of his beard, and stabbed it down.

"I said, I said..." the man with beard begged for mercy again and again.

He looked at the dagger that fell into the center of his eyebrow and his scalp was numb with fear.

"My Lord, I've heard a secret, that is, a blood hand from the old man!" said the beard.

"Bloody hand? What bloody hand?" asked Su Ziyang.

"The bloody hand is a kind of evil thing used to cultivate magic skills. It seems that the elder is going to live here," said the beard.

"Is it really just that?" Su Ziyang's voice was cold.

"My Lord, I know so much. I really don't know anything else." his beard and face were gray and he kept kowtowing.

"Ha ha, in that case, go to hell!" Su Ziyang raised his dagger and danced in the air.

His beard and face showed a look of expectation, which was like expecting Su Ziyang to stab himself immediately.

"Forget, you are a demon clan. I think you can't die if you kill you like this!"

With that, Su Ziyang took out the sacrificial medal and raised it in front of his beard.

As soon as this thing came out, his beard and scalp exploded, and his face was full of surprise.

"You... You are the spirit Emperor..."

Before he finished, the medal of sacrifice was pressed on the top of his beard.

"Zi..."

Black smoke rose.

The beard and body trembled wildly. It looked like being subjected to extreme punishment and endless pain.

A moment later, his whole body turned into a pool of black oil.

"Not dead?"

Su Ziyang frowned and looked puzzled.

If you don't hear the system prompt sound, it means that your beard is not dead.

After some searching, Su Ziyang's eyes stared at the dagger.

Soon, he saw a drop of scarlet blood hiding on the edge of the dagger handle and shivering.

Seeing the pressure of the priest's medal, the blood instantly condensed into a beard. He kept bowing to Su Ziyang and begging for mercy, "spare your life, spare your life..."

"Hehe, drink the blood of my spirit family. Forgive you!" Su Ziyang's voice was cold.

"Sir, it's not the blood of the spirit family. It's fake," said the beard.

However.

"Die!"

There is nothing polite to say.

Su Ziyang picked up the sacrificial medal and pressed it down.

"No..."

The scream stopped suddenly.

The small body with beard burst and disappeared on the spot.

Ding, experience + 500W

Ding, energy + 5W

Sting, demon blood essence + 2

……

A series of system prompts sound.

When Su Ziyang heard this, he nodded secretly.

Sure enough, there was demon blood essence.

Although there are only two drops, no matter how you say it, you can refine a broken magic pill. If you are lucky, there are two.

Like those who are lucky enough to reach 41 points, refining is quite easy.

Su Ziyang stood in place, thinking about what he had just said with his beard.

"Bloody hand? What the hell is this?"

"Also, he didn't drink the blood of the spirit family. Why did he do this?"

The more you think about it, the more dignified Su Ziyang looks.

A wave of unease enveloped the bottom of my heart.

A feeling of being deceived surged all over the body.

"No, I've been fooled!"

"I'm afraid all this is a conspiracy, deliberately leading myself to come!"

On this thought, Su Ziyang's scalp exploded.

If you want to, use a drop of source force immediately.

Ghost Dagger's hidden skill, cooldown restored immediately.

Then, he used his hidden skills. At the same time, he turned on the boss switch and put two heavenly elixirs in his mouth, ready to use at any time.

The whole process is done at one go.

After su Ziyang's body disappeared.

"Hoo..."

A red shadow immediately appeared in the tent.

The red shadow glanced around, as if to see through everything.

Finally, he stared at the charred body on the ground, walked forward, touched his hand with some black ash, and smelled it in front of his nose.

"The smell of the sacrificial medal, he really came!"

There was a happy look in the red shadow's eyes.

Then he took out a blood amulet from his arms and crushed it.

"Hoo..."

The blood charm turns into a blood bird and disappears in place.

Not a breath.

"Hum..."

The air roared, and an old man wearing a blood robe and a long red beard appeared in front of the red shadow.

The old man smells terrible.

His eyes are so sharp that people dare not face them.

The red shadow hugged his fist and bowed, "elder! The spirit emperor has just come!"

"Seriously?" said the old man in the blood robe.

"Seriously!" said the red shadow.

"Hoo..."

The old man in the blood robe disappeared instantly.

When it reappeared, it was already in mid air.

The old man in the blood robe was burning with dazzling red eyes.

His body, spinning rapidly in mid air, looks like a rotating humanoid motor.

"Hum..."

Suddenly, the old man in blood robe stopped.

His eyes were fixed on a few kilometers away.

Then, the figure of the old man in blood robe flashed and appeared a few kilometers away.

Not far from the old man in the blood robe, Su Ziyang squatted in the corner and dared not go out.

The old man has a strong breath. I'm afraid he's already a saint of eight grades of Dharma.

Facing him, you may not be an opponent.

Now, he has locked himself. As long as he moves, he will catch the track.

"Linghuang, don't hide. I know you're here!"

"I have no malice. I asked you to come, but I have something to discuss!"

"We should unite and fight against the protoss together. Do you think so?"

……

Hearing these words, Su Ziyang had an impulse to jump out and beat him.

However, I held back in the end.

"No!"

Suddenly, Su Ziyang's scalp exploded.

……