The Mightiest Little Peasant

"really!"

After exploring the situation of blood slaughter, Tang Hao finally determined that the blood slaughter was indeed related to the ancient blood slaughter.

This world once belonged to the Blood Slayer.

"The last fairy pearl may be in the blood slaughter!"

Tang Hao pondered.

This blood-slaying religion, probably created here by the blood-slayer Daxian, has been passed down for tens of thousands of years and has always been the strongest force in this world.

He wanted to find Xianzhu, the first goal was this blood slaughter.

Then, he inquired about the whole situation in this world.

The immortal spirit in this world is quite strong, and it is not much different from that of the Eight Wastelands. Therefore, the cultivation field is quite prosperous, and there are many ancestors and cultivators like clouds. Among them, there are many gods of the seven robbery levels, all of which are giants.

As for the Eight Tribulation, there are rumors that the Lord of Blood Slaughter is, but only rumors.

Hearing this rumor, Tang Hao frowned.

If the blood slaughter leader is really a Eighth Tribune, perhaps it is not so easy to get the fairy beads.

However, he was not afraid, but just thought it might be a little troublesome.

"Let's first explore the situation of this blood slaughter!"

Tang Hao asked the location of Xue Tujiao, but he hurried over.

"This... is blood slaughter!"

Standing in front of a mountain range and looking at the plain palace inside, Tang Hao was a little surprised.

As the first force in this world, the mountain gate of blood slaughter is really a bit shabby.

If it weren't for the fairy qi that was so dense that it was almost foggy, and there were some cranes flying by, Tang Hao almost thought that this was a piece of ordinary palace.

"Great battle!"

Tang Hao explored with his consciousness across the distance, and found that the entire mountain range was surrounded by heavy formations. Moreover, these large formations were extremely mysterious, powerful, and extremely high.

Some of these formations were even marveling at Tang Hao.

In addition, the extremely rich fairy spirits in the mountains were obviously drawn from the underground fairy veins through an extremely clever gathering of spirits.

"It seems that the Blood Slayer Daxian was established, otherwise, these magic circles cannot be so brilliant!"

Tang Hao is well versed in the formation, and from these formations, he can see a lot.

"These large arrays are so powerful that they are not easy to break through, and there will be too much movement, so let's mix in first and explore around!"

Tang Hao gave up the idea of ​​forcing.

As for how to mix in, it is not difficult for him.

He wandered around the mountains and found a square city. It was quite lively. You can see many monks dressed in blood-colored robes, some with a large knife on their backs, strangely shaped.

These are the disciples of blood slaughter.

This blood slaughter is also quite strange in this world. Alternatives, most cultivators mostly repair swords, and the swords fly, but this blood slaughter is the repair of knives, all the knives fly, the shape of the knives is even more diverse, Everything is wonderful.

"It is worthy of the inheritance of the Blood Slayer!"

Tang Hao glanced away and saw the weird big knife, his mouth twitched involuntarily.

The pig-killing knife has made him deeply realize the aesthetics of the blood-slaying Daxian. As his descendants, these people are really blue.

"This...too frustrating!"

"This... seems too handsome! No!"

Tang Hao walked all the way and read these disciples one by one.

"This is good, this is it!"

Suddenly, when he glanced over a young man, he paused.

This is a very ordinary young man, also wearing a bloody robe, but the robe is a bit broken. Compared with the blood slaughtering disciples around him, his cultivation performance is much lower.

Many of the blood slaughtering disciples here are holy realms, and this one is just a fairy.

In a force with a lot of seven robbery gods, and even an eight robbery emperor, Huaxian can be regarded as an incomparable cultivation practice. I am afraid it is the lowest disciple.

The lower the status, the fewer high-level contacts, and the less likely it is to attract attention.

"Brother, it's you!"

Tang Hao looked at the young man and smiled secretly.

He followed the young man all the way and made a round in Fangshi.

The young man seemed to be a little poor. He turned around and stayed in various shops for a while. This touch, that touch, seemed to be very fond of, but he didn't buy one.

In the end, some gloomily walked out of Fangshi and went to the mountain gate.

"The physique is a bit ordinary, and the perception is average. It is not mediocre, but it is not suitable for blood slaughter. If it is placed in other denominations, it will not be so miserable. After all, blood slaughter is the first force in this world. , The inheritance of true cents."

Tang Hao scrutinized him carefully and shook his head slightly.

"Brother, since we met, that is destiny, I will send you a great fortune!"

Tang Hao smiled, his figure flickered, and then disappeared.

When it appeared again, it was behind the young man.

He gently, the young man fainted.

After stripping it off, Tang Hao put on a bloody robe and touched his face again, and he became the appearance of the young man. Then, after searching for the soul, he made the young man's situation clear.

"Jiang Yang! The name is OK!"

Tang Hao laughed at the sleeve gown.

He pretended to be someone else, and he was very skilled.

Then, with his palm, he added a few pills to his palm, and his brain was stuffed into the young man's mouth.

There is a magical pill in it, and there is a lot of pill to increase the savvy, and to strengthen the flesh, it is to compensate this person.

When he threw him into the cave cave mansion, he swaggered toward the gate.

With the identity token, he successfully entered the mountain gate.

"Sure enough, it's the Blood Slayer!"

Entering the mountain gate, walking along the path for a while, there is a square with a statue on it and a middle-aged man carved on it. The face of Tang Hao is somewhat familiar, like the blood slaughtering a fairy.

Walking to the statue, Tang Hao bowed.

After all, it is a senior, or a true fairy, and he can afford to worship him.

"I don't know where the fairy beads are?"

Tang Hao looked around.

He still has some concerns about the Eight Tribes in the Blood Slaughter Church, so he dare not easily take out the fairy beads. If the last fairy ball is in that hand, as soon as he takes out the fairy beads, the one It's time to feel.

He wanted to explore first and find out his strength.

If it is just a trick, then it will be simple, even if the strength has a second or third trick, it will be difficult to deal with.

After all, here is the inheritance of true immortals, so Tang Hao chose to act cautiously.

"This leader seems quite mysterious. He hasn't appeared in more than ten years. Cultivation is even more mysterious. No one knows how he is. But it is said that this man is invincible more than a thousand years ago. No. 1 in the world."

Tang Hao turned around casually, without much gain, and returned to his residence.

At this time, in the blood carnage, in a palace, a figure sitting side by side suddenly opened his eyes.

"finally come!"

His lips twitched and murmured.

There was a touch of joy in the golden eyes.