As soon as he walked out of the attic, Xiao Che on Zhao Ting's back woke up slowly.

"I'm ......" Xiao Che said loudly, "Mr. Zhao?"

Seeing that he was awake, Zhao Ting put him down, tied his fingers to his mouth and made a "shhhh

Xiao Che reacted at this time, and was suddenly shocked in his heart, and said, "I was captured by a white-haired boy and brought to the Zhou family, where are we?"

Zhao Ting said lightly: "Still in the Zhou family, when I just saw you, you fainted." ”

"Are you alright?"

Xiao Che gently rubbed his temples and followed Zhao Ting's footsteps: "I'm fine." After the white-haired boy broke the spiritual seal in my sea of consciousness, he wanted to forcibly invade and check my memory, but I stopped him with his mental power. ”

Zhao Ting raised his forehead after hearing this, and sighed: "That old guy must not have imagined that your cultivation in mental power would be so perverted and able to stalemate with him for so long. ”

"Yes," Xiao Che also secretly rejoiced, "If it weren't for his rat trap and trying to figure out the method of 'Killing Crystal Transplantation', I would never have survived until now." ”

The two of them were fast and walked towards the exit of the Zhou family's ancestral land under the leadership of Zhao Ting.

Moment.

"Hey, this is it, am I mistaken?"

Seeing that the spirit jade in his hand emitted a faint white light, but it just couldn't open the exit of the secret realm, Zhao Ting couldn't help but be a little puzzled.

With his memory, he couldn't have gone wrong with such a trivial matter.

So either the exit of the secret realm is constantly changing, or the exit of the secret realm is temporarily closed.

Zhao Ting's face gradually sank.

He quickly searched through the memories of the original body in his mind, and did not find the relevant memories of the changes in the exit of the secret realm, so there was only one possibility left, the exit of the secret realm was artificially closed.

He and Xiao Che are exposed!

Seeing that Zhao Ting's expression was wrong, Xiao Che had a guess in his heart, and said loudly: "Sir, could it be that our whereabouts have been discovered?"

Zhao Ting looked at him and nodded, "It should be." ”

"But I'll tear open a spatial crack and break out, so you can hide in my box first, and I may not be able to take care of you if there is a fight later." ”

Xiao Che's expression froze, and he said helplessly: "Okay, then you should be careful yourself." ”

After saying that, he no longer resisted, and let Zhao Ting ingest him into the box.

After settling down Xiao Che and having no worries, Zhao Ting didn't ink, so he directly tore open a huge spatial crack and drilled in.

In the dark countercurrent, I only saw a suspended island, and I don't know how far away it is from the real inner world.

Without coordinates to travel through the void, it is easy to get lost and never return to the real world.

Zhao Ting didn't dare to take this risk.

So he had to go through the gap and get back.

As soon as he returned to the small world, he found himself surrounded by people.

Five or six gray-haired old men, three middle-aged people, and a familiar person, the white-haired young man who had robbed Xiao Che.

Among those old men, there was one who was knocked unconscious by Zhao Ting's punch in the White Jade Pavilion, the gray-robed old man with crane hair and a childish face.

I saw that he was staring at Zhao Ting viciously at this time, with a look of shame and anger, which was very strange.

But it's also thought about it, a lot of people were touched by people and punched and knocked unconscious, and before they fainted, they didn't even see what the murderer looked like.

It's a bit of a shame.

Everyone around them, led by the gray-robed old man and the white-haired young man, looked at Zhao Ting with fierce eyes.

The gray-robed old man was the first to reprimand angrily: "Who are you? You dare to trespass on my Zhou family's forbidden land, and capture me without restraining your hands, so as to leave a whole corpse for yourself." ”

Compared to him, the white-haired young man's expression looked very strange, silent, just staring at Zhao Ting, as if he wanted to see something from his body.

Zhao Ting was first nervous for a moment by this battle, and then calmed down and said, "I have no intention of being an enemy of the Zhou family, don't force me." ”

The gray-robed old man was stunned for a moment, and suddenly became angry: "Trespassing on my ancestral land, taking away the bodies of my people, and stunning the old man...... Attacking the old man, do you dare to say that you have no intention of being an enemy of the Zhou family?"

After that, he looked angrily at the people behind him and shouted, "What are you doing in a daze?"

When everyone heard the order, Fang Rumeng woke up, brandished his weapons to show his powers, and rushed up.

Zhao Ting's face was unbearable, and a beam of golden light condensed like essence shot out from the palm of his hand, splitting into more than a dozen golden beams in the air, and the power did not decrease in the slightest, evaporating the people who rushed up on the spot.

The speed was so fast that neither the gray-robed old man nor the white-haired boy reacted.

"This ......" The gray-robed old man's pupils widened, and he pointed at Zhao Ting with an incredulous expression, "Are you a fifth-order 'unknown'?"

Seeing that Zhao Tinghun nodded indifferently, the gray-robed old man took a step back suddenly, hid behind the white-haired young man, and whispered, "Big brother, he is a fifth-order." ”

The white-haired young man was expressionless, and said coldly: "I'm not blind yet." ”

This made the gray-robed old man a little embarrassed, coughed curly, and hid behind the white-haired young man and didn't dare to show his head.

However, Zhao Tingzheng looked at his palm with a stunned expression, and muttered, "Is this okay with him?"

After devouring that terrifying old ghost of the Fog Shadow, his strength had suddenly increased to the fifth order, and he was still a little uncomfortable now.

I can't accept the fact that I'm already so strong.

With a single blow, he wiped out many of the Zhou family's Refining God Realm spiritual cultivators, which made him a little unbelievable.

It turns out that this is the power of the fifth order?

Seeing Zhao Ting's strange movements in front of him, the white-haired young man said lightly: "You are the one who ran out of the Ghost Emperor's body?"

He couldn't see through Zhao Ting at all now, he only felt that although this person was wearing the skin of his own people, there seemed to be an invisible fog on his body.

Far away in the sky, people can't really see it.

The damn old ghost actually chased here.

The white-haired boy cursed in his heart, ready for the worst.

For the white-haired young man in front of him, although he had never seen him go all out, Zhao Ting was also a little afraid, after all, this was someone else's territory, and the ghost knew if he had a backhand.

So he repeated: "I have no intention of being invincible with the Zhou family, let me go and don't force me." ”

He said this in one way, but in the white-haired boy's ears, it meant another, as if he was mocking.

The white-haired young man held back his anger and said: "Your Excellency said that you are laughing, although Your Excellency is strong, but I, Zhou Yuanshan, am not a soft persimmon that can be kneaded by others, let alone have the spirit soldier of my clan's Zhen Clan, the Falling Star Sword in my hand, if Your Excellency comes hard, you will definitely not be able to please him." ”

As he spoke, a slender bladed sword glittering with azure starlight flew from a distance, landing directly in the palm of his hand, and was held tightly by him.

From this starlight long sword, Zhao Ting clearly felt a vast and starry sky-like majestic power, and in just a moment, he judged that this sword was actually two grades higher than the "Snow Thorn Sword" in Bai Tianyun's hand, and it had reached the point where it could cause damage to him.

The atmosphere instantly became tense.

After a moment of silence, Zhao Ting said in an astringent voice: "Do you have to force me?"

The white-haired young man's face was ugly, and he replied coldly: "It's you forcing me!"

Zhao Ting lowered his head, and when he raised his head again, there was a cruel smile on his face, and he instantly shuttled through the space to the white-haired young man, grabbed his neck, and lifted him up in the air.

His expression was hideous and twisted, almost yelling, "Why? Why are you forcing me?"

The white-haired young man struggled, and the Falling Star Sword in his hand stabbed at Zhao Ting's chest with a sharp cold light.

The misty drizzle covered the entire small world in an instant.

This is the domain of a white-haired teenager, the spring breeze and drizzle, but it contains a terrifying killing intent.

Zhao Ting dodged and clamped the Falling Star Sword under his armpit, no matter how much the white-haired boy pulled it, he couldn't pull it out.

The dripping raindrops fell on him, corroding his body, but Zhao Ting ignored it, just smashed it into the white-haired boy's face with a punch, smashing his cheeks into a twist and deformation, and a blur of flesh and blood.

"Why are you forcing me?"

Gradually, the white-haired boy struggled much harder, and finally his limbs twitched and he was silent.

"Huh?" Zhao Ting also retracted the fist that was about to fall, looking surprised, "This is killed?"

"No, how can it be so brittle?"

As soon as he let go, he threw the white-haired boy's body on the ground, frowned and looked at his current body, and muttered, "After this battle, it has been damaged a lot, and it seems that I have to change my body again." ”

As he spoke, his eyes glowed with a strange scarlet blood light, staring at the gray-robed old man who was trembling on the side, and the corners of his mouth outlined a strange smile.

The gray-robed old man's eyes widened in horror, covered his mouth, and was so frightened that he lost his voice, desperately trying to shout but couldn't even make a sound.

Zhao Ting stared at him for a while, then shook his head in disgust and said, "It's too old." ”

“......”

Hearing this, the gray-robed old man was immediately relieved and breathed a long sigh of relief.

There was not a moment in his long life when he was more eager to rejoice that he was already dying.

Zhao Ting ignored him, kicked the white-haired boy's body aside, picked up the Falling Star Sword on the ground, put it in his hand and tried to swing it twice, and put it into another unmanned box.

After doing all this, he looked at the gray-robed old man and asked, "Hey old man, what other good things do you have in the Zhou family?" Take them out, you won't need them anyway." ”

The gray-robed old man's old face suddenly burst into tears, and he knelt in front of him and begged: "My lord, don't kill me, I know the location of the clan treasury......"

Just as he was listening to him, Zhao Ting found that the white-haired young man's body suddenly moved, no, it was a finger movement.

Then, the white-haired boy who had been dead for a long time in his eyes slowly got up from the ground again, and his cold voice seemed to come from hell: "Damn, do you think this is the end?"

Seeing the strange appearance of the white-haired young man, a smile suddenly appeared on the gray-robed old man's face, and he rushed to his side and said, "Big brother, I knew you were still alive." ”

"This man just forced me to take him to find the clan treasury, and I would rather die than give in, and I am fighting him fiercely. ”

Zhao Ting: "?"

The white-haired young man stood in place, and the rotten flesh on his face that was smashed by Zhao Ting gradually returned to his original appearance under the action of a soft white light, and he could see that he was a person.

After regaining his human form, he turned his head and smiled coldly at the gray-robed old man, and said, "Oh, yes, I didn't expect you to be so loyal to your family. ”

The gray-robed old man was about to nod, but his expression suddenly changed, and he looked down at his chest with an unbelievable look.

I didn't know when, the white-haired young man's hand actually reached into his body and pinched his bright red heart in his hand.

"You faithful, why don't you lend me first. The white-haired young man's smile was cold, and his expression was distorted and evil, which made Zhao Ting shudder when he looked at it.

This is a ruthless man!

I saw that he opened his mouth and swallowed the bloody heart in his hand whole, including the golden spiritual blood in the gray-robed old man's body, which was also sucked into the white-haired young man's mouth with an inexplicable suction.

With the entrance of the flesh and blood of the gray-robed old man, the appearance of the white-haired young man actually grew younger at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally fixed on the appearance of a ten-year-old child.

He raised his head, his immature cheeks full of intoxication, and clenched his fist: "Ah, the fifth step that makes people fascinated. ”

Although the gray-robed old man on the side was drained of his spiritual blood and his heart was dug out, because of his cultivation in the late stage of the God Refining Realm, he still had a breath of life left at this time and did not die, but looked at the white-haired boy with a face full of disbelief, no, the white-haired child, and asked intermittently: "This...... This is what the eldest brother said, the art of rejuvenation?"

The white-haired child's eyes narrowed slightly, indulging in the surging power, obviously not feeling a trace of guilt: "Yes, 'blood exchange' is the rejuvenation technique I have researched. Only a younger and higher concentration of spiritual blood can promote the reverse growth of our spirit race. Don't blame Big Brother, I have no choice but to do so. ”

"Don't worry, I'll kill him to avenge you. ”

A miserable smile appeared at the corner of the gray-robed old man's mouth, as if he suddenly understood something, and asked in a weak voice: "The juniors in that clan who have died all these years ......?"

The white-haired child was silent for a moment, turned his head away from his eyes, and said slowly, "It's me." ”

"Haha...... Ha ha. The gray-robed old man's eyes flashed with despair, and he clutched his chest and fell to the ground.

Then.

"Papapa~"

Zhao Ting stood aside and applauded, with an excited smile on his face.

"The ancestor of the Zhou family, what an ancestor of the Zhou family!"

The white-haired child's face suddenly became embarrassed, and he pointed at him and yelled, "Shut up!"

"It's all because of you, if you hadn't pressed me step by step, how could I have killed my brother with my own hands. If this revenge is not avenged, I Zhou Yuanshan will not be a man!"

Zhao Ting took a step forward, stared at his eyes with contempt, and asked, "Are you a human?"

The white-haired boy snorted coldly, no longer arguing with him, and with a wave of his hand, the sky in the small world suddenly darkened.

The general trend of the Heavenly Dao crushed Zhao Ting, wanting to crush him and exile him from this world and sink into bottomless darkness.

"Is this your fifth step?"

Experiencing this strange feeling of being excluded from heaven and earth, Zhao Ting's face turned cold, and he disappeared in this world in an instant.

"Huh?"

Seeing his abrupt disappearance, the white-haired child's face was cloudy, and he carefully examined it in the small world.

"Gone?"

No matter how he searched, he couldn't find a trace of Zhao Ting, as if there was no such person in the world.

The white-haired child stood still, not daring to let his guard down.

Suddenly.

There was a cold blowing sound from the back of his neck, as if someone was breathing in his ear.

Suddenly turned his head.

There was no one behind him.

Immediately afterwards, his neck was pinched by a pair of big hands as cold as snow, and a sharp pain that suffocated him surfaced in his heart.

"Boom!"

Zhao Ting helped him twist his neck back, almost twisting it into a weird twist.

With a faint red glow in his eyes, he pressed it to the white-haired child's ear and whispered, "I'm here." ”

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