The smell of blood was permeating, Ning Xuanyuan thought for a long time, gritted his teeth and said:

"One... One million Qi Pills!"

"A million Qi Pills?"

Ling Xiao smiled coldly.

"Last year, the income of the Ghost Valley was two trillion, and there were more than 900 people in your Medical God Hall, so you directly took 120 billion, and you told me that you only owed me one million Qi Benefiting Pills?"

On Ning Xuanyuan's forehead, beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down.

"This year... This year, medicinal materials are not easy to buy, you know, the environment is deteriorating faster, the aura is thin, and rare treasures are hard to find! So it leads to an increase in prices. The 500-year-old ginseng that could have been bought for 1 million now costs 3 million!"

Ling Xiao knocked on the armrest of the chair, closed his eyes slightly, tilted his head back, and put it on the chair.

"Kill!"

The two disciples of the God of War Hall drew their swords again, and with two screams, two more disciples of the God of Medicine Hall fell.

However, no one in the Medical God Hall dared to move, not to mention that above the high hall, the strength of Ling Xiao was unpredictable.

Even the 10,000 disciples of the God of War Hall outside are enough to scatter their souls!

Ning Xuanyuan clenched his fists and took several deep breaths before forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart.

"10 million Qi Pills, 100 million Xiangyun Pills!"

"Hmph!

Ling Xiao glanced at him coldly.

"One month, I'll give you a month! No matter what method you use, fill the hole for me, if you delay my plan, I will destroy your medical god hall!"

"You ——! Lingxiao, you can't kill people too much! You don't want to deceive people too much! I am also one of the three unique ghosts in the valley, you are so aggressive, you don't give me the slightest face, do you still have me, the master of the Medical God Hall, in your eyes?"

Ling Xiao shot the case.

"You're right, I just don't give you face, what should you do?"

"You ——! Ling Xiao, the Medical God Hall and the God of War Hall are both one of the three halls of the Ghost Valley, why are you so domineering?"

"Why?"

Ling Xiao put his hands behind his back and stepped outside, completely ignoring the people in the Medical God Hall as if they were nothing!

"You don't dare to kill people in the Medical God Hall, I dare to kill!"

"You don't dare to take care of things in the Medical God Hall, I dare to take care of it!"

"Look at the world, protect the ghost valley for thousands of years, no one in the world dares to provoke!"

"It's... It's the capital of the God of War Hall's domineering!"

Outside the courtyard, tens of thousands of disciples of the War God Hall felt Ling Xiao's domineering, their blood surged, and they drew their swords and shouted wildly:

"Long live the God of War! Long live the God of War Hall!"

"Long live the young master!"

...

The shouts shook the sky, making a group of alchemists in the Medical God Hall tremble.

"Kill the hundred people of the Medical God Hall, raise it high, and hang it at the gate of the Medical God Hall to dry, lest they not take my words seriously!"

"Yes!"

The killing sound shook the sky, and a hundred alchemists gave their lives in vain.

The corpse was hung on the outer wall of the Medical God Hall, and the blood was left along the wall, staining the ground red...

Ning Xuanyuan, but he didn't even dare to move!

It wasn't until this moment that he understood that Ling Xiao was not something he could provoke casually!

If he is offended, maybe even he, the master of the Medical God Hall, Ling Xiao will be able to kill him!

...

Leaving the Ghost Valley, Ling Xiao walked straight to the base camp of the God of War Hall.

Compared to the Hall of the God of Medicine, the base camp of the Hall of the God of War is much larger!

After all, the number of people in the God of War Hall is a hundred times that of the God of Medicine Hall!

Ling Xiao came downstairs, and the battle bell rang.

"Young Master back to the valley, disciple of the God of War Hall, come and see you!"

A moment later, from the top of the towering building, 80,000 disciples of the God of War Hall quickly fell, and within three seconds, they formed nine large phalanxes with the previous 10,000 disciples.

The phalanx, 90,000 people, knelt down in unison.

"Welcome the young master back to the valley!"

The momentum was so monstrous that even the clouds in the sky were scattered!

Ling Xiao nodded with satisfaction.

"I'm not in the valley these days, you have been wronged!"

"Young master!"

The eyes of all the disciples couldn't help but feel a little sour.

They are the backbone of the Ghost Valley, the steel sword, and the blood-stained banner!

But they are also flesh and blood.

What they need is not only glory, but also care.

"But... ”

Ling Xiao let out a sigh of relief.

"Disciples of the Medical God Hall, I have severely punished and killed a hundred people! To set an example! The follow-up pills will also be replenished one after another, I said, I will make you the strongest army in the world, and let your glory be sprinkled all over the world! I won't keep you waiting!"

The crowd shouted in unison:

"I am willing to throw my head and spill my blood for the young master!"

At this time, Xiu'er came to Ling Xiao's side and whispered a few words in her ear, Ling Xiao frowned slightly, and immediately said to everyone:

"You practice first, and you don't have to worry about the rest. If the Medicine God Hall is no longer unruly, just kill it!"

"Yes!

...

After a stick of incense, Ling Xiao came to the deepest hall in the Ghost Valley-the Hall of Seven Stars!

It is rumored that this hall is the ancestor of the Ghost Valley, who studied the stars in the sky and forged it, and it has its own formation, which can help the Ghost Valley and absorb the spiritual power of the surrounding mountains endlessly.

This is also one of the reasons why Guigu is strong.

Ling Xiao put his hands on his back and slowly stepped into it.

In a corner of the Seven Stars Palace, a middle-aged man with long hair and hands behind his back looked out the window.

As if sensing Ling Xiao's breath, he said lightly:

"You're here?"

Ling Xiao let out a soft 'um'.

"After all, they are all brothers of the same sect, not to mention, the Medical God Hall is also an indispensable part of my Ghost Valley!"

"The people of the Medical God Hall are living too comfortably, if they don't kill, they won't have motivation!"

The middle-aged man shook his head and looked back at Ling Xiao, his eyes were a little complicated.

"I really don't know, three years ago, I brought you back from Jiangzhou, whether it was good or bad! You like to kill, but your qualifications are strong and terrifying, and no one can match your qualifications in the whole world! However, your style of doing things is easy to provoke too many enemies!"

"The name of Ling Xiao is greater than the sky! No matter how many enemies there are, they will eventually be sent to death!"

If these arrogant words are heard by others, they may laugh and ridicule Ling Xiao, Yelang is arrogant, and he doesn't know how thick the sky is!

But only the middle-aged man in front of him knows how terrible Ling Xiao is!

This teenager is not something that can be commented on with common sense.

"A new round of the Hundred Schools of Thought is coming! In the past thousands of years, my Guigu has always followed the ancestral system, and I have never participated in the Hundred Schools of Princes to compete for hegemony. Win, my ghost valley will completely become the number one faction in the world. Lose, my ghost valley may never recover! or even completely annihilated! You... Can you figure it out?"

Ling Xiao smiled.

"All around China, the wolves are looking at each other, and it is simply ridiculous that all the sons of a hundred schools of thought are vying for hegemony! If they were unanimous with the outside world, the world would have been Huaxia a long time ago!"

The middle-aged man's pupils shrank.

"Your goal is not to compete for hegemony among the sons of a hundred schools? Do you want the whole world? Is Huaxia martial arts not enough for you to toss?"

Ling Xiao turned and left.

"The nest of the bird, how can you allow the bird to sleep soundly?"