The Dead Man's Flower can only grow where there is blood, and if it is left without blood, it will wither. Therefore, some people regard it as a hoodoo full of killing.

However, it can bring back life to people who are dying, and some people think of it as a treasure and want to keep it for themselves.

It's just that it has to grow where there is blood, and ninety percent of people can't think of a way to remove it.

"How do you take it away?"

"There's no way, it can only survive where there is blood. ”

There were more than a dozen monks circling around the dead man's flowers, frowning and pondering.

Xiao Heng and Huang Xiaoxi stood behind the crowd, and the two glanced at each other, both wanting to collect the dead man's flower. If there is a way to keep the dead man flower alive, it will have a huge effect in the future, and maybe it can save lives at a critical moment.

"Yes, put it into the Qiankun Ding, nourish it with your own blood, and then set up a formation to seal the Qiankun Ding, so that the blood does not evaporate and lose, it should be able to continue to survive. ”

Suddenly, Xiao Heng had a flash of inspiration and thought of a way, so with a move of his mind, a golden tripod flew out of the storage ring.

This golden tripod is the Qiankun tripod, which was obtained by Xiao Heng when he destroyed the demon clan's Hanging Sky Island.

Qiankun Ding is refined by the ancestors of the demon clan, and it used to be an immortal weapon, with the law of space inside, and it is a space of its own, which can accommodate the vast sea and the vast grassland.

I don't know why, the spatial law inside was damaged, and Qiankun Ding was downgraded to a damaged lower-grade immortal weapon, but it was still solid, far stronger than an ordinary damaged lower-grade immortal weapon.

Harvesting the Dead Man's Flower into the Qiankun Ding and irrigating it with blood will definitely allow the Dead Man's Flower to continue to survive.

Just as Xiao Heng was about to make a move, more than a dozen figures flew from afar, all of them were arrogant, deliberately releasing their momentum to suppress the other monks, like a group of tigers descending from the mountain.

The leader was a middle-aged man, he was wearing a blue python robe, his hair was tied up with white jade, and his eyes scanned in all directions, looking superior.

He walked to the side of the dead man's flower and said loudly: "The dead man's flower, it's my Zhong family's, you guys get out of here!"

Everyone retreated some distance one after another, and everyone knew that the Zhong family was one of the major forces in the Southern Regions, with a profound heritage.

Although the head of the Zhong family, the second master, and the third leader all died because of Xiao Heng, the emaciated camel was bigger than the horse, and the monks present were either loose cultivators or monks from other regions, how could they dare to offend the people of the Zhong family?

"He is Zhong Mingting's cousin, named Zhong Minghui, and his status in the Zhong family is very high. I heard that Zhong Mingting, the head of the Zhong family, the second master, and the third master, all died in the hands of Xiao Heng, and the Zhong family completed the power exchange a few days ago, and Zhong Minghui was one of the new high-level leaders of the Zhong family. ”

"He should be at the realm of the second order of the Tribulation, right? In this place, everyone is suppressed, and the Zhong family is so powerful, no wonder they don't take us seriously. ”

"It's a pity, it's rare to meet the dead man's flower, but I missed it. ”

Someone was talking in a whisper, unconvinced, but not showing it.

Hearing those discussions, Xiao Heng sneered in his heart. It turned out that the person who was high above was the high-ranking figure of the Zhong family, but he only had the realm of the second order of the Tribulation. Xiao Heng has always wanted to completely destroy the Zhong family, cut the grass and eradicate the roots, and now there is an opportunity to severely damage the Zhong family.

Zhong Minghui glanced at the dead man's flower, and then stretched out his right hand, and a colored stone plate appeared in his palm.

"Come here!" he beckoned to one of his men, and when the man came to him, he suddenly used his hand as a knife and slashed off his shoulder, blood spurting wildly.

His men screamed loudly, and the bruises on their foreheads flared up, but he didn't care, and only cared about using the stone plate to fill up the blood under his hands, which was half a stone plate.

Everyone gasped, they didn't expect Zhong Minghui to be so ruthless, and he actually cut off his own arms for the sake of the dead man's flower.

"It seems that I don't need my own blood anymore, someone will make a wedding dress for me!" Xiao Heng thought to himself.

At this time, Zhong Minghui placed the stone plate containing blood next to the dead man's flower, and was about to cast a spell to move the dead man's flower to the stone plate.

Xiao Heng suddenly stepped out, let out a mysterious laugh, and said, "Don't waste your efforts, you can't take away the dead man's flower." ”

His words surprised everyone. Because he was wearing a ghost mask, and the dantian was covered with the power of the golden book, and there was a strange power to suppress it, resulting in the inability to open the Heavenly Eye, so no one could see his true identity.

"Who is this person? Dare to talk to Zhong Minghui like this, you are impatient, right?"

"I think he's got something wrong with his brain. ”

"Doesn't he know how powerful the Zhong family is in the Southern Regions?"

"There are fools every year, and there are a lot of them this year. ”

"In the Southern Regions, even a monster like Xiao Heng would not dare to confront the Zhong family head-on. This fool with a ghost mask is dead, and no one can save him. ”

Many monks commented on Xiao Hengpin, and they all looked at him with the eyes of a dead man.

"You are looking for death!" Zhong Minghui gritted his teeth and pointed at Xiao Heng, and when he heard everyone talking about Xiao Heng, he was angry. And killing the guy with the ghost mask in front of him just raised the prestige of the Zhong family.

"The one looking for death is not me, but you. Xiao Heng's tone was calm, and he approached Zhong Minghui step by step.

"Hmph, I don't know how thick the sky is, let me teach you how to be a person!"

Zhong Minghui said, his left hand was sealed, and the palm of his right hand quickly became larger, and he slapped it towards Xiao Heng, and a sea of thunder appeared under his palm, covering Xiao Heng's entire person below.

Xiao Heng carried his hands behind his back, exuding a vast and invisible momentum, standing there as steady as Mount Tai, and the whole person was surrounded by a colorful halo.

Rumble!

Zhong Minghui's huge palm pressed on the top of Xiao Heng's head, Xiao Heng was still motionless, and there was a colorful halo on the top of his head, which blocked Zhong Minghui's palm.

"Huh?" Zhong Minghui frowned, and continued to infuse aura into his palm, making the thunder sea under his palm even more violent, but he still couldn't move an inch, he couldn't break the colorful aura on the top of Xiao Heng's head, and he couldn't hurt Xiao Heng's hair.

"This ......"

"Could it be that this is a hidden master?"

"When did such a master appear in the Southern Regions? He didn't even move his fingers, Zhong Minghui, who was the second order of the Tribulation, couldn't hurt a single hair of him!"

The pot exploded all around, and everyone had an expression of disbelief.

Until now, everyone knew that the guy with the ghost mask was definitely not a fool, but a hidden master.

Many people regret what they said just now, for fear of annoying the master with the ghost mask and causing death.

"I told you, you can't take away the dead man's flower, you don't believe it, you want to use eggs to smash stones. Xiao Hengyun said lightly, and suddenly raised his right hand and swept forward, and suddenly a gust of wind was released, which shook the sky.

Zhong Minghui was in the center of the gangfeng, was swept hundreds of meters high, and then fell into the desert, cracked all over, and the blood stained the black sand.

"Kill him for me!"

Zhong Minghui staggered to his feet, as weak as a candle flame in the wind, and a light wind could blow him away. But at this moment, his appearance was terrifying, his eyes were staring at Xiao Heng, his face was twisted, and he was no different from a mad beast.

More than a dozen masters of the Zhong family immediately surrounded Xiao Heng in the middle, all of them were fierce and vicious, and they planned to attack Xiao Heng with ten successful forces. Suddenly, this world was filled with murderous aura, and the murderous aura and poisonous mist were mixed together, which made people fearful.

Xiao Heng smiled nonchalantly, ninety percent of the dozen or so Zhong family members were in the realm of Ning Yuan, and only one of them was in the first order of tribulation.

Not to mention that in this strange place, everyone's strength is suppressed, and they can only exert fifty or sixty percent of their combat power, even outside, everyone is not affected, and these dozen Zhong family members are not enough for Xiao Heng to plug his teeth at all.

Xiao Heng snorted coldly, and rushed into the crowd with his miraculous footwork, his hands opened and closed widely, and wherever he passed, someone's head would fall to the ground, and blood would splash.

In just a few breaths, except for Zhong Minghui, the rest of the Zhong family members all died, and the blood stained the desert red, making the dead man's flowers bloom more brilliantly.

"What about people?" Xiao Heng also wanted to get rid of Zhong Minghui, but he didn't find any trace of Zhong Minghui.

When Xiao Heng made a move just now, Zhong Minghui saw Xiao Heng's strength and ran away in fright. There is a strange power in this place, which can block the exploration of divine consciousness, so Xiao Heng did not find that Zhong Minghui ran away.

However, Xiao Heng didn't take this matter to heart, the most important thing at the moment was to collect the dead man's flower.

"What? Do you want the Dead Man's Flower?" Xiao Heng glanced in all directions and said indifferently. He wore a ghost mask, and everyone could not see the change in his expression, but they could see his sharp eyes, which were more terrifying than a sword out of the sheath.

No one answered him, but no one dared to provoke him, and they retreated.

"A bunch of guys who bully the soft and are afraid of the hard. Xiao Heng said disdainfully, he didn't show his strength just now, everyone scolded him for being a fool, all kinds of ridicule, contempt, and teasing, which can be described as overwhelming.

Now I see his strength, but he is like a mouse meeting a cat.

What if everyone knew who he really was?

In the desert, in the poisonous fog, Xiao Heng was still surrounded by a colorful divine ring, majestic and imposing.

He walked up to the dead man's flower in full view of everyone, and with a gesture of his right hand, the stone plate filled with blood flew in front of him.

He squatted down, carefully examined the dead man's flower, and then moved a piece of bloody sand and the dead man's flower into the stone plate.

"This shouldn't wilt, right?" Xiao Heng muttered to himself, and was about to put away the stone plate, but there were more than a dozen powerful breaths through the poisonous mist, and he arrived here in the blink of an eye, surrounding him.

"Big brother, it's him, who injured me, snatched the dead man's flower, and killed more than a dozen masters of our Zhong family. Zhong Minghui, who went and returned, pointed at Xiao Heng and said viciously.

To his right, stood a tall man.

The man was dressed in shiny armor and carried a golden spear with the tip of the spear shining in the poisonous mist, and at a glance he knew that this was an undamaged inferior immortal weapon.