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Compared to He Zhao, his face was calm, even so-called pity.

In the huge living room of the master's mansion, there were 359 people in the alchemy level, most of them were in a state of panic, fearing that the Qingyun Sect would come out from the shadows and kill everyone one by one with a butcher knife.

A small number of people still drink tea calmly, as if the sky is falling and someone is holding them up. To put it bluntly, no matter how bad the situation is, how bad can it get? Is there any use in panicking?

It's useless, it's better to be more free and easy.

On the other end, the light blue Yin Shen ran from Baozhou to Sihaifang with great agility.

The defensive measures taken by Fangshi were simply fake and had no effect at all.

The famous ruthless man ran quickly while feeling the energy of the sun and fire that filled the earth.

How to describe it?

He could clearly feel a hot breath from the outside world, desperately trying to break through the "shading and sheltering spirit" of the mirror shield. Then they all fell on him,

Integrate with it and turn into Mars.

It must be said that the first generation leader of Longshoufang was a considerate and caring person.

A protective shield of light blue, the same color as the Yinshen, covers the top and bottom of the body. The coolness is always felt throughout the body, even if the sun is scorching, it can still be ignored.

Quietly, he passed through countless guards and formations, and arrived at the boss's mansion unimpeded.

Although he was not familiar with the layout, in Yin Shen's sight, hundreds of huge spirits gathered in one place. It was like a source of fire in the dark night, so conspicuous and attractive.

Ignoring the door wall, Yin Shen quickly passed by and arrived at his destination in a few breaths.

What comes into view is a spacious living room with hundreds of tables and chairs arranged neatly. A group of gorgeously dressed shop owners are sitting in their respective seats, looking distracted.

"well----"

Some people sighed with frustration on their faces, feeling that their death was going to happen today.

"What are you afraid of? You may die."

Some people are fearless, but in reality they are stern in appearance and are far less open-minded than they appear to be.

"Don't worry, Master Shihaifang's strength is unfathomable. The Qingyun Sect is great, and we are not useless either."

Some people comfort themselves, like a drowning person grabbing a straw and trying desperately to float up.

While everyone was discussing in a hustle and bustle, the ruthless Yin Shen stepped in and quietly approached the table and chairs in the back row, the owner of the shop who was not very noticeable.

In his sight, the three colors of white, red and blue, representing energy and spirit, mixed into an illusory pill shape.

"Xu Dan? As expected, he is the boss sitting in the back. There is not much difference between the seats I sat in when I was a jet-lagged student in school.

The next action is very simple, reach out and take it out!

The weak Master of the Xudan Realm who was in a daze subconsciously trembled all over, as if something terrible was about to happen to him.

It's a pity that he didn't react yet, and his whole body suddenly froze.

The head, hands, and torso slowly hung down, lying on the table, seeming to fall into a deep sleep.

The breathing in the mouth and nose gradually became weak, slowly approaching nothing.

If you don't observe carefully, you won't notice that you are dead.

Yin Shen held the shrunken Jing Qi Shen Dan Pill in his right hand and frowned involuntarily.

Without him, instinct urges me to swallow it, which seems to bring great benefits.

Then, without much hesitation, he drank it directly.

"Buzz----"

Just like the dog days of summer, the feeling of drinking a can of iced Coke arises spontaneously.

The color of Yin Shen has become darker and the body has become more solid. Compared with the cultivation method of strengthening the three treasures of essence, energy and spirit, it seems to be faster to absorb the power of moonlight.

"Why didn't the goat's spirit give me any feeling at all?"

"Crack!"

He patted his forehead and compared the owner of the alchemy realm with the beasts on the grassland, he really looked down on the stranger. The goat was too weak, too weak to sense the enhancement of the Yin Shen.

The next second, He Zhao looked into the eyes of the more than 300 owners in the living room, and his eyes burst out with infinite greed.

The people in the house are all good people.

The essence and spirit are condensed into the yin spirit, allowing the body to quickly approach the upper limit of the realm. The remaining physical body will not be wasted, and the effect of refining the replenishing elixir may be weakened (this chapter is not finished yet!)

407 Leaders: You don’t care about martial ethics, you come here to trick us old-timers and attack us!

A lot, but it can still enhance the nine real elixirs in the body.

This is the right time to go!

Therefore, he chose his targets more carefully, specifically looking for those taciturn and unobtrusive bosses in the back row.

Second victim, third victim, fourth victim...

After taking out sixteen bosses in a row, he felt so comfortable one after another that he almost didn't go to heaven on the spot.

In the chaotic scene and the loud noise, no one noticed that there were more than a dozen people lying in the back row of the living room, not breathing.

Twenty-fifth victim, twenty-sixth victim...

It wasn't until the thirty-sixth victim collapsed that someone realized something was wrong.

Why are the people in the row behind them all lying down, as if they are sleeping?

Upon closer inspection, some people's eyes widened in disbelief.

"No, no, no... not breathing... dead, dead... dead!"

One of them stood up in a hurry, pointed at the thirty-six bosses with trembling arms, and said stumblingly.

"What?"

Everyone was attracted and looked along the other person's arm.

A group of people in the back row lay neatly on the table.

"Dead!"

I didn't notice it before, I just didn't pay attention. When I was distracted for a moment, I suddenly felt a look of astonishment on my face. Not only was I not breathing, but all my cultivation had disappeared.

It's like...like a condensed pill that suddenly disappeared.

"Plop!"

The shop owner who just stood up and reminded everyone that he had always been afraid of the Qingyun Sect, but now he witnessed thirty-six people in the pill-taking realm dying silently, was so frightened that he completely collapsed.

I don't know if I sat down too hard, and the chair below bounced open, and I sat down on the ground, making a noise.

"It's over, it's over. The Qingyun Sect is here to kill us, and we all have to die."

"Wait a minute, something's wrong!"

One shop owner’s brows were furrowed, as if he had noticed some blind spots that were not very noticeable.

"Have you noticed that the circumstances of their death are exactly the same as those of Yonghebo master not long ago?"

The Yonghe Boss mentioned by this person is the veteran Jindan Realm strongman who provoked the Shihai Boss and threatened to surrender to the enemy if he didn't show up.

"hiss----"

When everyone heard this, they all took a deep breath.

Don't tell me, it's exactly the same.

They also died silently, and their cultivation skills disappeared without a trace.

You said it was the Qingyun Sect that did it. Even if the Qingyun disciples showed up immediately and said it was really them, a group of people would not want to believe it.

Seeing is believing, hearing is believing!

"What, what, what, what?"

I don’t know why the master of Shikaibo is so crazy, but it’s not surprising at all that he is a demon master and does something extraordinary.

"There is the murderous star of Qingyun Sect outside, and the crazy Master Shihaibo inside. We are really going to die."

The solemn atmosphere fell almost instantly, making everyone despair.

As for He Zhao who stood aside and witnessed the whole process?

"..."

First there was silence, then there was confusion.

He really didn't want anyone to take the blame, but how could a huge black pot be placed on Master Shihaibo's back?

"Let's go, we can't let thirty-six of them die without explanation. We must ask the master of Shihaifang for an explanation. If he can't explain clearly today, he will simply surrender to the Qingyun Sect, and it will be nothing but death."

When the weak and the inferior are no longer afraid of death, then the previous threats of taking lives will be ineffective.

A group of people were terrified. They were holding back their resentment because of the brutal looting of Fangshi. Now, thirty-six people died in one go, and their held back anger erupted like a volcano.
To be continued...