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- The news that Qin Lie caused the strange changes in the twelve spirit pattern pillars spread like a crazy virus, quickly covering surrounding forces such as Senluo Palace, Qisha Valley, Yunxiao Mountain, Purple Mist Sea, and Shadow Tower.
Over the past nine hundred years, each and every one of the most amazing and talented people, each of the weapon masters who once led an era, slowly rose to prominence through understanding the spirit pattern pillars, and finally walked towards the road of legend step by step.
Even the leader of the Weapon Sect, who established the sect, could only make four spiritual pattern pillars undergo surprising changes, which established his position in the Weapon Sect in one fell swoop.
¡°Before this, I had never dared to imagine that someone in this world could actually cause twelve spiritual pattern pillars to undergo sudden changes at the same time.
Qin Lie has now done it
Black iron-level forces such as Senluo Palace and Qisha Valley, and bluestone-level forces such as Xingyun Pavilion and Shuiyue Sect. In every corner of them, wherever there are warriors, they are talking about one name - Qin Bing!
The name Qin Bing suddenly became very popular and became the subject of heated discussion among everyone.
A person who was originally unknown, in just a few days, has been remembered by everyone and shocked everyone.
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Behind the Flame Volcano, layers of dense blood mist cover the mountain forest. From the sky, the mountain forest seems to be shrouded in blood clouds.
The outer sect of the Utensil Sect is at the foot of the mountain in front of Yanhuo Mountain, facing the Utensil City, while the inner sect of the Utensil Sect is on the mountainside and top of Yanhuo Mountain.
"But behind the Flame Volcano, there is a vast mountain forest, but few people know about it.
There are many barriers around that mountain forest, and there are many restrictions. Not to mention outsiders, even the disciples of the inner and outer sects of the Tool Sect are strictly prohibited from setting foot here.
This is a restricted area.
"Sect Master."
"Sect Master."
At the entrance of the mountain forest covered by blood-colored clouds, four blood spear warriors with their upper bodies naked and strange scarlet tattoos on their chests, abdomen and backs suddenly turned into four balls of blood when Ying Xingran walked over. emerge.
The four of them saluted respectfully, removed the defense line at the entrance, and allowed Ying Ying to enter happily.
As soon as Ying Xingran arrived here, he couldn't help but cough. He couldn't stand the thick smell of blood here.
He endured the discomfort in his abdomen, nodded, and asked, "Where is Langxie?"
"My lord is inside." One person answered.
Ying Xingran then walked towards the mountain forest and headed inside. Soon, blood pools appeared in his eyes. Those blood pools were only the size of a house and were scattered in the mountain forest, piece by piece. Each blood pool contained something. Thick scarlet blood bubbled gurglingly.
Threads of blood-colored smoke evaporated from the blood pools and gathered over the mountains and forests.
The blood mist that shrouds the mountain forest all year round is condensed from the mist in the blood pool. The thick smell of blood in the mountain forest also comes from the blood water in the blood pool.
In many blood pools, there are naked warriors soaking in them. Those people are both male and female, and they range in age.
They were in the blood pool, with expressions of extreme pain on their faces. Many of them even roared like wild beasts. With the roar, their muscles tightened and veins appeared.
Ying Xingran looked intently and found that many people's bodies were split open, and traces of thick blood seeped into their bodies.
Then, the screams of those people will become more and more earth-shattering.
"Sect Master." The majestic man who appeared in the square three days ago walked out of the depths of the mountain forest and came to Ying Xingran's side.
As soon as he came over, the blood in the surrounding blood pool seemed to have been boiled, and more frightening blood bubbles suddenly appeared.
The young men and women soaked in it screamed one after another, making sounds that were not like human beings.
Ying Xingran's face turned cold, and he immediately shouted: "In order to keep the water in the blood pool full, the value of the spiritual grass and elixir consumed by the Tool Sect every month is fully worth thirty thousand Xuan-level first-grade crystal stones! How many people outside hope that I hope you can step into this place and soak in the blood pool. Don¡¯t let the Tool Sect¡¯s love for you go down!¡±
In the blood pool, men and women who screamed in agony, grinned, nodded, and yelled: "You must live up to the sect's love!"
Ying Xingran nodded with satisfaction, looked straight, and ordered to the majestic man: "Langxie, in the sect, there are some people from the Shadow Tower, and in the city, there are also some people who belong to the Shadow Tower. I'm worried about the Shadow Tower. People like you will have ideas about the sect and will try every means to kill Qin Bing. You also know that the people in the Shadow Tower are very skillful in killing people, and there are many ways to do it. "
The middle-aged man named Langxie nodded, and then asked: "What does the sect leader mean?"
¡°???I don¡¯t want any accidents to happen to Qin Bing. Even if there is the possibility of an accident, I hope it can be eliminated in advance. "Ying Xingran said in a deep voice.
"I know what to do." Langxie answered simply.
Ying Xingran smiled calmly and felt relieved immediately, "Well, I'm here to explain this matter. I hope you can handle it properly."
"Sect Master, I have an unkind request." Langxie said suddenly.
"You said it." Ying Xingran's expression straightened.
"When Qin Bing walks out of the square, please ask the sect master to send him here so that I can train him." Lang Xie's tone was cold, but his face was extremely serious. "The Blood Spear will naturally protect him with all his heart, but if he himself has certain With his fighting power, the Blood Spear will be much more relaxed, and his safety will be better guaranteed."
Ying Xingran frowned and seemed a little hesitant, "He shouldn't waste more time on martial arts."
"If it were anyone else, I would never make this request." Langxie said solemnly: "But he is different. He only needs to spend a small amount of time to greatly improve his combat effectiveness here. Moreover, with his talent , he will definitely encounter various special attacks in the future, and he will need a certain amount of strength to protect himself. "
Ying Xingran fell silent.
He knew that Langxie was right.
Even a fool can see what kind of situation a genius who can comprehend the twelve spiritual pattern pillars will bring to the Instrument Sect in the future.
Those forces that have grudges against the Instrument Sect, or are competing with the Instrument Sect, will they watch the Instrument Sect rise rapidly?
"To curb the growth of the Tool Sect, we only need to kill one person in the initial stage. What will they do?"
"Okay, after he reveals the wonderful insight into the spiritual pattern pillar, I will ask for his opinion and see if he is willing to stay here for a while." Ying Xingran nodded.
"Thank you, sect master." Langxie said.
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"Yesterday when Liu Fu was refining weapons, a big explosion occurred in the furnace, and he was directly killed."
"Two days ago, Zhao Yu went out to do business. He seemed to encounter a spiritual beast for prey and was bitten to death outside the city. This is what Elder Tong said. I don't know whether it is true or not. It's strange. Why is there something outside the city of tools? Are high-level spiritual beasts appearing?¡±
"Wang Tong seems to have been missing for five days."
Within the Utensil Sect, many disciples will suddenly talk about these things when talking.
In the city of Utensils City.
Xie Jingxuan and Liang Zhong were both waiting for the deal with the Tool Sect to be concluded. During the few days of waiting, they tried not to leave the city and only sent people to inquire about the news.
"The manor that we cleaned before was swept again. The black shadow was dead. He died there. When I passed by, I saw that his body was melting." Liang Zhong said.
Inside the room, Xie Jingxuan remained silent, but her cold eyes were shining brightly.
"At a shop called Anlan Pavilion in Feng District, all the clerks were killed last night, and no one survived. According to our information, Anlan Pavilion should be controlled by people from Anlou, and they generally have little contact with the photo studio. " Liang Zhong continued, "I received news that people within the Instrument Sect have been dying inexplicably recently. Those people who used to come from the Shadow Tower and their subordinate realms are now dying one after another. "
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"For this Qin Bing, Ying Xingran was really cruel. I heard that three inner sect disciples were directly killed. Those three were also created by the Tool Sect with all their efforts. One of them was just with the Shadow Tower. A strong man has an uncle-nephew relationship, and both of them have suffered unreasonable disasters." Liang Zhong smiled bitterly.
"He doesn't want to take any risks." Xie Jingxuan knew Ying Xingran's thoughts very well, "For this Qin Bing, he will eradicate all the minions of the Shadow Tower, and will not allow people from the Shadow Tower to enter or leave the appliance city in the future. Liang Yangzu did not make it clear The Tool Sect will never let go of the Shadow Tower before taking the initiative to make a statement.¡±
"Liang Yangzu has lost one of his most beloved sons. I don't know what he will do. I don't know if he can endure it." Liang Zhong said.
"If Liang Yangzu could bear it, he would no longer be Liang Yangzu. Ying Xingran did not hesitate to take action because he knew his temper." Xie Jingxuan shook her head, and then said: "When the deal with the Instrument Sect is over, we will leave the city as soon as possible , otherwise I¡¯m afraid it will be involved.¡±
¡°It seems like there¡¯s going to be a storm.¡± Liang Zhong sighed.
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In the mountains, pavilions are located in the darkness of the mountains. The pavilions are obviously divided into two sides.
Many eyesThe warriors with cold and cold demeanor walked around in those pavilions, and they seemed to not be able to see each other when they met.
They never communicate.
There are so many pavilions and so many warriors walking around, but there is no noise coming from them. It is as if the warriors in the pavilions are all mute and cannot speak.
"Shaoyang is dead." Liang Yangzu came to the dark building from the photo studio, and in the underground secret room of a pavilion, he said to the owner of the dark building, Emperor Nineteen.
Emperor Nineteen was thin and small, huddled in the shadow of the secret room, like a ray of remnant soul.
"He is your son. You can do whatever you want, but it has nothing to do with me." Emperor Jiuqing, the owner of the dark building, said ruthlessly.
"You personally agreed to let Shaoyang go to the Utensil Sect. Now that Shaoyang died tragically, don't you care at all?" Liang Yangzu's eyes were sunken and his nose was unusually high, which made him look extremely sinister and gave people a sinister look. The hero's feeling, "My son was killed. If there is no movement in the Shadow Tower, how will the Shadow Tower gain a foothold in this land in the future?"
"The dark studio and the photo studio have always not interfered with each other, so the matters concerning your photo studio are left to your photo studio to resolve." Emperor Nineteen was unmoved at all.
However, just as he finished speaking, a bell suddenly rang on his left hand side.
Emperor Nineteen frowned, holding the bell in his hand with a claw-like hand, listening to the message inside the bell.
After a while, his face gradually turned cold, and he said to himself: "Langxie, how dare you attack my Anlan Pavilion. Do you want to force me to fight with you?"
Liang Yangzu looked slightly shaken and looked at him expectantly.
"Well, I will do as you wish and see if you can still beat me after such a long time!" Emperor Nineteen said coldly.
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