Jing Nan wiped the blood off the blade, looked at the corpse of the dead insect demon beast on the ground, and said, "Is the conquest you are talking about relying on this kind of transformed messy mongrel?"

"Huh. But I do admire you. The god of death smiled, he shook his head and said: "Fifty years ago, the Red Lian Demon King attacked the Barbarian Mountain, and the world knew that you defeated the Demon King with your own strength and stuck to the Barbarian Mountain, and at that time was called the Barbarian Mountain Demon King by other Great Wilderness Demon Kings, what a commendable deed this is, but what the world doesn't know is that after you fought down, almost all the meridians were broken, and your life hung by a thread. I thought that although the beast in your mouth couldn't kill you, I could fight you for 300 rounds, and make some delays for me to destroy the scimitar tribe and rob Luo Chen, but I didn't expect that today, you have not only healed from your secret injuries, but also greatly increased your skills. ”

Jing Nan walked over slowly, raised the sword, slowly put it on the neck of the god of death, and said with a smile: "Thank you for the compliment, but I want to know what you conquered?"

"Smack!"

The god of death's body made a snapping sound, which was exceptionally soft, but Jing Nan listened carefully. In the next second, the god of death disappeared in an instant and appeared in the stands. He sat there leisurely, crossed Erlang's legs, pointed at Jing Nan with the eyes on his mask, and said, "Your sword, no matter how fast it is, it can't teleport faster, right?"

Jing Nan nodded and said, "If it's really teleportation, then I really can't help it." ”

"Scimitar King, listen to the voices outside. The god of death snapped his fingers and snapped his fingers, and suddenly, the atmosphere of this fighting beast changed, and it became noisy, as if there was a huge soundproof membrane in the sky, but it suddenly disappeared at this moment, and the sound of bustling fighting outside suddenly came in.

"Monster! Monster! Monster!"

"Brothers, kill it!"

"Run away, you can't kill at all!"

"Help!

"Ahh

There was a human-like roar from outside the stands, a terrified roar from the Scimitar tribesmen, which was heart-rending and terrifying. There are also countless roaring sounds of fierce beasts, the voices of these fierce beasts are extremely majestic, terrifying, and the sound is extremely dense, just like the beast tide. The Scimitar King's face changed dramatically in an instant, it seemed that what Jing Nan said was true, and a large number of demon beast legions of this god of death had already gathered outside.

"Listen, this is the voice of death!" the god of death stretched his arms in pleasure and said, "This is the capital I used to conquer!"

The Scimitar King stepped out in one step, holding the scimitar, and walked over the high wall of the stand, he wanted to hurry up to help the people of the tribe, the seventy-eight scimitar warriors under his command, all of them were treasures, they were all the pillars of the scimitar tribe, and they couldn't die easily! Jing Nan didn't stop it, he knew that the Scimitar King, this guy still had a lot of potential, and only those who grew up in the sword light and sword shadow were qualified to become powerful!

Jing Nan also sat on the ground with a leisurely face, he stuck his sword on the ground in front of him, raised his face, and asked: "Why are you staring at Luo Chen, a cultivator of the Immortal Clan, who is dead or alive, first dispatching the so-called god of death, and then sending a half-step tenth-order demon beast to chase and kill... So far, you have personally come to lead the entire army of demon beasts here...... What is your purpose?"

"Let's talk about the purpose, and I want to start with you. The god of death smiled and said, "It is because of you that we have discovered Luo Chen's value. ”

"Oh? ”

The god of death likes to chat with Jing Nan here very much, because the outside world is already in full swing, and every time he delays, a scimitar warrior will die, and as the fastest man in the Great Wilderness, he is here to talk to himself, which is simply a chance given by God to destroy the scimitar. So the god of death said half-selling, half-suspenseful: "The first time we found Luo Chen was on Wolf Mountain, when this guy was only a third-order child, but his sword technique can hurt a fifth-order demon beast and destroy its eyes. It's unimaginable, this guy has an unimaginable amount of divine power in his body, it's just... Genius!"

"Of course, that's my apprentice. A smile tugged at the corner of Jing Nan's mouth.

"And at that time, we learned a more important news, Luo Chen's blood is not the color of normal blood, his is like a monster, it is a black blood. The god of death recalled: "I was stunned, I had never seen a human blood black, but after careful study, we discovered a secret, his blood is a universal medicine, can cure all poisons, all addictions, as long as the amount is large enough, his blood can even mutate living things." ”

"Oh?" Jing Nan's brows furrowed, and he said, "His blood has such a powerful effect?"

Jing Nan was stunned for a moment, and instantly thought of one thing, Alchemist Beilin! He was deeply poisoned before he died, and he seemed to have lost his mind at that time, and even knelt down to beg Luo Chen, asking Luo Chen to save his life, and even said very definitely that Luo Chen had a way to save him. If this god of death hadn't lied, Luo Chen's blood could really detoxify and was a universal medicine, then at that time, Bei Lin's strange behavior would have been explained, not that Jing Nan had been poisoned by hallucinations!

"yes, of course I won't lie to you. The God of Death's tone was full of confidence, and he said: "Moreover, Luo Chen, this guy once swallowed half of the Blood Wolf Wolf King's Inner Dan alive and did not die, but his cultivation increased greatly, and this time it strengthened my belief even more, Luo Chen's physique is different, it is a special physique that is one in a million, how can the blood of a genius be the same as that of a mortal?"

"So, it's like catching Luo Chen and going back and studying his blood?" Jing Nan said: "If it is really according to what you said, it is Luo Chen's talent, and you don't seem to have much effect if you get Luo Chen's blood, right?"

"Hmph, that's not something that a visionary like you can understand. The god of death stood up, wanting to look up at the outside of the stands, because the sound outside gradually became quieter, it seemed that the battlefield was almost cleaned up, he had to leave as soon as possible, Jing Nan was a dangerous guy, stay here for a while, he was really a little weak-hearted.

Silently, a hand patted him on the shoulder. The god of death trembled, and saw Jing Nan appear behind him without knowing when, patted him on the shoulder with a smile, and said, "Sit down, let's talk slowly." ”

The god of death nodded and sat down. His back was covered with cold sweat in an instant, he didn't feel the change in the breath around him at all, and he didn't even feel any change in air and airflow, he just skimmed it lightly outside, and at that moment, Jing Nan appeared beside him, as if he was teleporting...

Jing Nan smiled like a kind old man, trying to smile in the gentlest way possible, even though he looked like a vicious lion. But Jing Nan still patted the god of death on the shoulder and said, "I have been to your tribe, it has become a wasteland, where have your people gone?"

"I don't have a tribe. The god of death shuddered, and then his body let out a "pop!" sound, and his body disappeared again in an instant. Jing Nan's eyes flashed, he drew his sword and slashed, and this huge stand trembled silently, followed by a huge crack, which cracked from the middle of the stand, and this stand with a length and width of 50 zhang was like a piece of paper, which was split by Jing Nan's sword.

"Ahh

The howl of the god of death came from the top of the stands, and although he fled far away, his back was still affected by Jing Nan's sword, which directly tore the skin of his entire back, revealing Sen Sen's white bones. The god of death endured the pain and continued to escape, his body quickly disappearing from Jing Nan's vision. Jing Nan looked around, making sure that he couldn't find a trace, these guys have a secret treasure on their bodies, as long as there is a "snap" on their bodies, then this group of guys can achieve a short-distance teleportation, this skill is terrifying. However, before leaving, he made an angry voice.

"Jingnan old thief! You actually lied to me!"

Jing Nan ignored it and walked over to the place where he was injured, where a pool of blood was left behind. Jing Nan squatted on the ground and looked at it, and found that this blood was not simple, he took out a white jade bottle from his arms and collected part of the blood. Jing Nan stood up and looked up at the outside of the stands, he smiled lightly and shouted to the below: "Good performance!"

"Haha. Jing Nan, Jing Nan, you are still the old fox!" the Scimitar King laughed as he stood outside.

The outside world was indeed in ruins, blood and fire were burning, and the once prosperous black market was now a ruined wall, with tall mud walls and small workshops collapsing, and huge rocks shattered everywhere. On the ruins, there are countless corpses of strange monsters, but the corpses of these monsters have suffered a devastating blow, all of them have been turned into pieces, and at the end of the horizon, there is a group of monsters fleeing.

Under the stands stood neat scimitar warriors, dressed in gold and armor, armed with sharp weapons, and in high spirits. In front of these people, there stood two people like gods of war, an old man and a woman in a black robe. But before Jing Nan could say hello, the woman in the black robe hugged Luo Chen, jumped and disappeared into the ruins, and disappeared from sight in the blink of an eye.

Jing Nan shook his head secretly, and greeted the old man: "Hey, old man Yang, your wine shop has been ruined, aren't you distressed?"

The old man was carrying a gourd of wine, depressed, and said, "Hmph, old man, I have been selling wine in this stall for more than ten years, and this is the first time that someone dares to come and smash Lao Tzu's field!"

The old man's figure stretched extremely long in the setting sun, and his side face shone in the afterglow, as if it was as hard as a rock, and if you looked closely, the old man's face was exactly the same as the sculpture on the mud city that held a spear through the giant demon of the bird. He is the guardian of this mud and stone city, the elder of the Wushan tribe of the half-step and tenth-order, but he has already been dashing in the world, and he no longer cares about the affairs of the Wushan tribe, otherwise the Wushan tribe can easily surpass the scimitar tribe and become the third largest tribe in the Great Wilderness. But this old man doesn't want to quarrel with the world anymore, so he sells wine to cultivate his mind and travels freely in the world of cultivation.

"Hey, who is that girl you brought? Why is it so fierce?" Old man Yang said with some embarrassment: "I barely made a move, she killed dozens of demon beasts with three strikes and five divisions, and repelled these hundreds of demon beasts." ”

Jing Nan's face was not good, he shook his head, and said: "This is just the first battle, the fights are all small minions, and the most powerful demon beasts here are only the sixth order, and I can't say what I will have to face in the future, and the Great Wilderness will really be difficult." It is likely that the prophecy of the old wizard of the Great Wilderness will be fulfilled again. ”