Seven days later!

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A dilapidated stone statue of the Buddha's head on the ground, the eyes were angry, the mouth clicked open, and the stone chips fell, and it turned out that there was an entrance hidden in the mouth of the stone Buddha.

The entrance was pitch black and gloomy, like a gateway to the intestines of a monster, and three figures covered in blood rushed out, all dressed as personal disciples of the Qingyun Sect.

The first of them, the man, laughing, held a jasper lotus flower in his palm, and there happened to be three lotus seeds on the lotus.

"Jasper lotus seeds, out of the mud but not stained, clear ripples but not demons, the most grown in filthy and dirty places, can help people hit the fifth-order level, each of them can increase the success rate by 20%, and according to persuasion, you can also comprehend a natal supernatural power."

"There are three here, I'll wait for one person, just see who can rush to the fifth order first, enter the true inheritance, and one day it will be with those four, no, now it's five to compete, and there may not be no chance." The other one who spoke was a middle-aged man with a sharp-beaked monkey cheek, holding a pair of mandarin duck scimitars in his hands, and his eyes flashed with an obscene light.

"That's right, what a bullshit five true legends, sooner or later, you and my brothers will have to step into the position of that true legend and compete with those people." The last person to speak was a rough-looking bald man, with a mouth and an urn sound, giving people a sense of recklessness and no scheming.

The two in front of them glanced at each other, and the disdain in their eyes flashed, obviously looking down on the IQ of this rough man.

"Brother Zhang Lang is really arrogant." The two laughed together.

Three points of lotus seeds, one for each person, solemnly put away, the three of them said goodbye to each other, and chose three different directions to leave.

After a while.

A figure reappeared, looked left and right, and rushed into the stone statue again, and soon after he entered, the man with the sharp beak and monkey cheeks also went and returned, with a sneer in his mouth, and quickly rushed towards the inside of the stone statue.

After another long time, the bald man walked slowly, his face was still rough and reckless, but a cold killing intent in the depths of his eyes was no longer concealed.

He wore two crimson fist gloves in his hands, and stepped on small broken steps that were completely different from his breath, without making a sound, as the steps unfolded, the breath in his body became weaker and weaker, and gradually, even Qin Hao in the dark would ignore it if he didn't look carefully.

"Is it true that a treacherous person is loyal, but if a wise man is a fool? Interesting. Qin Hao's half-squinted eyes suddenly lit up, and he said to himself, next to him, Jun Malu was like a white sculpture, motionless, without saying a word of the guard.

The man did not rush into the stone statue like the two before, but quietly hid at the door, waiting patiently for his prey.

"20% success rate, how can this kind of treasure be wasted on the two of you, only if you use it on me alone, it is worth the money and the safest." Thinking that the smile on the bald man's face was getting more and more real, if he didn't know, he was ambushing and killing, and no one could see that he was a poisonous snake in sheep's clothing.

"Rob, kill, who will come out alive... Hey, hey, no matter who it is, I can't imagine that I will die in the hands of my Zhang Lang in the end... Hey, hey, hey. ”

The smile on the man's face became more and more innocent, and his breath became more and more dim.

After half a cup of tea, there was a messy footstep, and a slight cough, obviously the person who came was not lightly injured, and was coughing up blood, so that his breath was unsteady and his feet were not fast.

It was the man with the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks, his right hand was full of blood, a mandarin duck scimitar was cut off from it, and a long hole was opened in his chest, blood sprayed out, and his face was pale, which was a sign of excessive blood loss, but his eyes were full of joy, and he was holding two turquoise lotus seeds in his left palm, and he was still calculating in his heart, looking for an opportunity to deceive Zhang Lang in two days.

And he didn't know that Zhang Lang, who was calculating, was clinging to the edge of the stone Buddha, with a pair of murderous eyes, and his right hand was already in the shape of a tiger's mouth, ready to attack.

Thinking he is a hunter, but in fact he is just a stupid prey, and he is ridiculous enough to die without knowing it, this is the kind of person he is talking about.

Poof!

The knife entered the flesh, like an old and spicy butcher, avoiding the bones, sticking to the texture of the muscles, and easily piercing into his body, he was horrified in his heart, and he felt an iron hand grasping his heart.

His neck stiffened and turned behind him, and he was greeted by a bald head, which was exceptionally bright in the sunlight, reflecting his terrifying face.

"Zhang... Zhang Lang, you... ”

Before he finished speaking, the sound of a ball leaking air interrupted his last words, Zhang Lang slowly stretched out his palm, shook the minced meat on his hand, caught the other party's body, broke the other party's palm, took out two lotus seeds, and then threw the corpse into the stone statue, and slapped the mechanism on the stone statue with his right hand, and the stone Buddha's mouth slowly closed.

Killing, grabbing treasures, hiding corpses, and destroying traces, Zhang Lang did this action in one go, without any delay, which can be seen that it is not the first time.

"Killing the same sect is a capital crime in Qingyun Sect."

"Who?"

Zhang Lang's pupils shrank suddenly, and a figure rapidly enlarged in his field of vision, and with a mistake under his feet, his body instantly burst out with a strong force, and he stomped on the stone Buddha, and with the power of the shock, his body was like a cannonball coming out of the **** next to him.

The other party's speed is too fast, and the origin is unknown, Zhang Lang has no intention of staying to take care of the face, let alone fighting hard, he now has three blue lotus seeds in his hand, it is wise to escape and digest the results of the battle first.

"Bones - Dance of Clemat!"

Another voice came into Zhang Lang's ears, and he was startled again, and he raised his head suddenly, only to notice that in front of him, a silver-haired man was blocking his way.

"And one more!"

Zhang Lang watched as Jun Malu lifted his spine from the back of his back, and then flung it in the air, turning into a long bone whip, like a python, wrapping around his waist, and then suddenly shrinking and lifting him up.

As soon as he was about to move, a white bone spear appeared at the center of his eyebrows at some point, and the cold and sharp touch made his scalp tingle, and he didn't dare to move again.

"Jasper Lotus Seed, give it to you, let me go."

Looking at Qin Hao, who was walking slowly, Zhang Langhan laughed, and opened his mouth to give away the baby that had not yet been covered with heat, and he was a bachelor to the extreme.

"Interesting!" The corners of Qin Hao's mouth hooked up a sneer: "But I'm not interested in lotus seeds." ”

"Then you... Zhang Lang didn't remember that he knew Qin Hao, Qin Hao had changed too much after leaving Qingyun Sect, and it was normal for him not to recognize him.

"I'm more interested in you."

As soon as the words came out, Zhang Lang immediately changed color.