Chapter one hundred and thirty-one

Gish!

Sirius!

Two hundred!

Futu Fearless was slightly stunned and didn't say a word. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Forgotten tribes, whoever kills the enemy seeks the peak of the mountain, a little feat!

One backer, one person, two points of merit!

And the pinnacle of backing is only ten points of merit.

But now, this person is worth two hundred battle exploits?

Fu Tu Fearless felt confused, this person was the first enemy he had killed today, and he had too many puzzles.

The blood-robed man's words before he died had a great impact on him, but he didn't show it.

"Huh?"

Fu Tu muttered fearlessly, his eyes lit up, and he saw that the blood robe was slowly healing, and the wound that had been cut by him was gradually disappearing, and the stained blood had not coagulated.

"Photograph!"

Futu fearlessly snorted, the five fingers of his right hand were like hooks, and the ground was shocked, and the blood robe suddenly started.

"Huh?!"

The young man snorted, blood was dripping from the corners of his mouth, and there was endless pain in his body. But he ignored it, and instead looked at the blood robe.

The blood on the blood robe was not stained with blood, and the blood on it dripped down, and the soft blood robe was suddenly as new. Fu Tu Fearless pulled slightly.

The blood robe was not broken, and he gradually ......

"Woohoo!"

The blood robe broke, Fu Tu Fearless let go of his left hand, his heart shook slightly, just now his strength, even the Moon Wolf King's fur was torn, however, the blood robe was only a crack.

In other words, the defensive power of this thing is comparable to the skin of the Moon Wolf King!

Fu Tu Fearless's right hand shook slightly, the blood robe in his hand disappeared, he looked at the black Sumeru ring on the ground, and swept his right hand over.

"Huh. ”

The young man was shocked that he didn't take the Sumeru ring. Futu fearlessly picked up the steps, bent down, and picked up the Sumeru ring of the blood-robed man.

The boy got up, his right hand outstretched, and a black ring lay quietly in the palm of his hand, and he stared at it.

"It wasn't even given by the Law Saint Secret Realm!"

When he was young, the young man spoke, his face slightly condensed.

He understood why he didn't take it out of thin air. That's because this ring wasn't given by the realm spirit of the Fa Holy Secret Realm.

This means that half of the elixir treasures in this Sumeru ring have not disappeared.

It is important to know that after the death of the owner, when the Sumeru ring given by the Dharma Sacred Secret Realm merges with another Sumeru ring, the contents of it will generally disappear out of thin air.

It is said that it is a kind of rule, and it is the spirit of the Law Saint Secret Realm who collects it!

Fu Tu Daring clenched his right hand and turned to leave. This is not the time to think, the abyss is gone, and there must be a fierce beast here.

And he was seriously injured, the mountain power in his body was thin, and his mind was too depleted, if he encountered a fierce beast or enemy in the mountain realm, Fu Tu Fearless might die.

Now all he has to do is find a safe place, recuperate his body, and recuperate from his injuries!

......

......

The place is quiet, only the broken ancient trees show that the battle!

"Roar!"

Half an hour later, a fierce beast came, it roared in the sky, majestic, and fierce.

His blood-like eyes stared in all directions, sensing that the breath was gone, and he immediately stepped away.

The place was silent again, and the dead ancient trees slowly disappeared, and on the stumps of the ancient trees, there were phantom shadows.

An hour passed, this place became the same as other places, the towering ancient trees, rising to the sky, the traces of the war completely disappeared, only the ancient trees, the vitality was slightly weakened.

Another hour passed, and the ancient trees were full of life. In the depths of the dense forest, a white figure walked out of it and came to this place.

It was a heroic young man, with bright silver-white hair and a white and flawless robe dotted with silver threads.

The young man put his hands behind his back, and he looked at this place lightly, his face indifferent.

After a while, several more figures walked out of the darkness, bursting with momentum and bloody breath. Their clothes were stained with blood, and they had apparently gone through a bloody battle!

"Your Excellency!"

The monks came up behind the silver-haired boy and bowed in worship.

"It's all settled. ”

The silver-haired young man speaks, and the flat voice spreads out, which is extremely soft and calm.

As his words spoke, the evil aura emanating from the monks slowly dissipated, and the fierce eyes became quiet.

This son is terrifying!

With just one word, he let the backing monk who was ascending with killing intent ease the evil qi in his body, how strong is he?!

"Yes! Fifteen backer monks, one hundred points of military exploits!"

A pale pale monk.

"Hmm!"

The silver-haired boy bowed his head slightly, not saying a word.

A pair of deep and clear eyes were closed, and mysterious qi emanated from the young man's body.

Aware of this scene, those mountain monks slowly dispersed without saying a word, guarding the silver-haired boy.

"Poof!"

Suddenly, the silver-haired young man opened his eyes, his face suddenly turned white, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Your Excellency!"

The monk who was guarding in front of the young man was worried, and seeing the young man like this, a fragrant pill appeared in his hand.

The elixir is unusually fragrant and placed in a small box.

The monk held the box in both hands and bowed down to hand it to the boy.

The young man was silent, stretched out his hand, and took the pill.

Suddenly, his face slowly became ruddy, the young man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his indifferent eyes became cold: "The third uncle's son is dead." ”

"What?"

The faces of the monks changed drastically, and a flash of fear flashed in their eyes. In a trance, they knew that if that person died, the adult of the clan would be crazy, and the end of themselves and others would be extremely miserable!

Although the man was an outcast of the clan, his father was too powerful. If it weren't for that, it would not be an exaggeration to make the mistake he made back then, but he was just expelled from the family and removed from the family tree.

"With that person's half-step mountain-breaking cultivation, who in the Fa Saint Secret Realm can kill him? Could it be the powerhouse of the Forgotten Tribe, or a powerful beast, or is this place unknown?"

The monk asked in a low voice, his face pale.

"It's an outsider!"

The boy spoke, his voice cold, his eyes shining, obviously puzzled.

Because with the prudence of his brother, he would not have provoked those people, but now they were killed......

"Who is the Sirius?"

The boy looked up and muttered in a low voice. Ever since he entered the Fasheng Secret Realm, he had entered this realm through the arrangement of the clan back then, and came to the Changtian Tribe. Because the elders of the clan said that their fate is in this remnant immortal realm.

On the eve of his departure, his third uncle came to see him and asked him to help take care of his unsuccessful child.

But now......

Thinking of the news that his third uncle knew about the fall of his only son, his scalp was numb, and he knew that the eighth mountain would inevitably bleed.

Because his third uncle is a peerless demon who has killed countless enemies outside the world.

I think those old guys in the clan should hide this news, the clan brother's genealogy was removed back then, all the life cards were shattered, the third uncle has never cultivated the heavenly machine, and the remnants of the immortals in this world, he will definitely not know.

Otherwise, it will really set off a bloody storm. And the one who killed his own brother, his nine clans, everything related to him, will inevitably be erased by that one!

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(To be continued)