Rumble!

Luo Qing punched out, and a violent storm erupted from Luo Qing's fist.

The whirlwind that swept the Mu Dao people, almost instantly, was completely outside by Luo Qing's punch, and the figure of the Mu Dao people suddenly fell from mid-air, falling heavily to the ground, and his nose and face were swollen.

"The power of the Qi Refiner, Luo Qing, do you have to get along with me today. Although he was facing a desperate situation, the Mu Dao people still seemed full of confidence, staring at Luo Qing viciously.

Luo Qing walked towards the Mudao people step by step, and said with a cold face: "Nonsense, a person like you, if I let you leave, then I will let the tiger return to the mountain." ”

"If you don't give me a way to live, don't blame me for being ruthless. Mu Daoren's face was fierce, and he took out a transparent glass bottle in his hand again.

Inside this glass bottle, there was a tumbling drop of blood.

This drop of blood, like a living creature, rolled back and forth in a glass bottle.

Mu Dao Man hesitated slightly, and then smashed the glass bottle directly to the ground, the glass bottle shattered, and the blood in the glass bottle came out directly.

Boom!

This drop of blood, as soon as it broke away from the glass bottle, immediately turned into a large blood-red mist, enveloping the surroundings.

This blood-colored mist was extremely terrifying, and the surrounding trees, touched a little by these blood-colored smoke, immediately turned into nothing, and disappeared.

Even the dirt and stones on the ground, touching this blood-colored mist, seemed to be corroded, and were constantly melting and decreasing.

"Haha, Luo Qing, this is a drop of divine blood that I finally obtained, divine blood, ordinary people will die when they touch it, and this drop of divine blood will continue to devour the living beings around it, and then continue to become stronger and bigger, and in the end, maybe the entire Zhongxia will be shrouded by it, and then Zhongxia will become an absolute dead domain, all of which you forced me. In the blood-colored mist, there was the sound of some crazy laughter from the Mudao people.

As an alchemist, the Mu Dao Man obviously had a way to avoid these blood-colored mist, so the sound of laughter kept getting farther away, and the Mu Dao Man himself was obviously quickly fleeing away.

The blood-colored mist spread quickly, and Luo Qing's figure was soon shrouded in it.

The figure of the wooden road man escaped from the range shrouded in blood-colored mist, and after escaping to a high ground, the wooden road man gasped and looked back.

According to his prediction, this mountain should have been shrouded in these blood-colored mist.

As for Luo Qing, he would definitely not be able to escape the erosion of these blood-colored mist.

However, after only one glance back, the Mudao people were dumbfounded and completely stunned.

I saw that on the hillside behind him, Luo Qing was standing here alone, and from Luo Qing's body, there seemed to be a suction force, which was continuously sucking in the mist that was transformed by the blood of the gods around him.

These are extremely poisonous, and they can corrupt all the blood of the gods, and in front of Luo Qing, it seems that they are not even as good as ordinary haze.

"Impossible, no one can surrender to the blood of this god, in the West, this thing is called the king of poison kings. Mu Dao's heart almost howled.

He simply didn't want to believe what was in front of him.

However, the blood-colored mist below is indeed rapidly disappearing.

Luo Qing absorbed all these blood-colored mist in one go, and Luo Qing's surroundings had become desolate because of the appearance of these blood mist.

Suddenly raising his head, Luo Qing and the wooden road man standing on the high ground in the distance looked at each other.

"Now, what other strange tricks do you have? From Luo Qing's gaze, Mu Daoren felt a fierce killing intent.

The panicked Mu Dao man grabbed several glass bottles in his hands one after another, wanting to use his means again.

However, this time, Luo Qing did not give him this opportunity.

An afterimage flashed behind the Mu Dao man, and the panicked look on the Mu Dao man's face quickly turned into a painful look.

Immediately after, his body exploded with a bang, turning into countless debris and scattered all over the ground.

Luo Qing grabbed the few glass bottles left by the Mudao people in his hands, and the figure quickly retreated, so as not to be contaminated by the blood of the Mudao people.

Killing the Mu Dao man with his own hands, Luo Qing's expression finally relaxed a little.

This guy's methods are weird, and there are endless tricks, Luo Qing is really worried that he will have some means to end up in the end, so he will make a decisive move, and without giving the other party a chance to react, he will directly beat him to the bones.

After standing in place and waiting quietly for a while, after confirming that the Mu Dao man was indeed dead, Luo Qing turned around and left.

However, what Luo Qing didn't know was that when Mu Daoren's body was shattered, far away in a small country in the west, in an ordinary residential building, a dazzling golden light flashed out in one of the rooms.

Releasing a dazzling golden light was a quaint cross in this room.

The cross is only the size of a palm, and it is not clear what material it is made of.

As the dazzling light on the cross became more and more dazzling, in the center of the room, a coffin suddenly appeared here, the coffin slowly opened, and his face was pale, as if he had just woken up from a sleep, pushed open the coffin lid, and sat up from the coffin.

With a blank look on his face, he sat still.

The coffin beside him, and the dazzling light, quickly disappeared. Even the quaint cross, after the golden light disappeared, suddenly clicked, shattered into several pieces, and fell from mid-air to the ground.

The wooden man stared at the remnants of the cross on the ground, and after sitting for almost half an hour, countless memories flooded out of his mind.

Black Fox!

Luo Qing!

Blood of the Gods!

And most importantly...... The cross of rebirth.

"I died, I was killed by Luo Qing, but the last hole card in my hand, this rebirth cross, resurrected me. The memory in Mu Daoren's mind is getting more and more perfect, and his face is becoming more and more hideous.

Although he was resurrected with the help of the rebirth cross, the physique of the Mudao people was weakened to the extreme.

Not to mention, before the resurrection, the Mu Dao people had already lost a lot of things, such as the bottle of divine blood, as well as the black fox elixir that he had worked so hard to refine.

Of course, the only thing to be thankful for is that many of the treasures of the Mudao people are stored in the lord's package, and they have not been lost because of this death, otherwise, the Mudao people really have nothing.

"Luo Qing, I won't just forget it. It was a long time before a terrible roar came from this room.

......

In the middle of summer, Luo Qing killed the Mudao people, grabbed the last two glass bottles left by the Mudao people, and landed in a safe place.

Putting the two glass bottles in front of him and taking a closer look, Luo Qing's face suddenly showed a little excitement.

Because what these two glass bottles contained were two extremely strange spirit beast bloodlines.