Chapter 391 Inheritance

this time.

Peng Qing has been wandering in the 13th Mansion of the Jokhang.

Constantly hunt and kill cultivators at the True Martial Realm or above.

in order.

It is to complete this inheritance task.

After all, the True Martial Realm is also the backbone of the cultivation world. If a large number of True Martial Realm cultivators die in a prefecture, it will inevitably cause suspicion and attention from others.

To scour the wool.

You can't catch a place and try hard.

otherwise.

He can't get away with it until now.

For two years, Peng Qing has been wandering between killing and being chased. The lives of nearly 10,000 cultivators in the True Martial Realm have piled up his realm to the level of the Sacred Realm.

It can be said.

Such an improvement is particularly terrifying.

But the hand holds the blade of weeping blood.

Peng Qing found that the experience points gained by killing monks seemed to be more than others.

and.

When killing nearly 10,000 cultivators, the Weeping Blood Blade also transformed from a spiritual tool to a Taoist tool, and it was not an ordinary Taoist tool, but even reached the level of the Second Seal.

A body with the strength of the eighth level of Lingwu.

Cooperate with the blade of Weeping Blood of the Second Seal.

It can be said.

Even in the face of the great cultivator of the Divine Martial Realm, Peng Qing is not without the strength to fight.

As for killing cultivators in the True Martial Realm and the Spirit Martial Realm, it was even simpler.

That's why.

The reason why he can almost complete the inheritance task in about two years.

"Is it really the last link after completing this inheritance task?"

Peng Qing asked.

In the ring, the voice of the sword slave came out and said slowly: "If you can slaughter 10,000 True Martial Realm cultivators, you are already qualified to get the true inheritance, and then you will become the strongest existence in the world."

"The strongest?"

Peng Qing secretly shook his head.

He didn't believe all the words of the sword slave. The so-called strongest in the world was just a gimmick.

but--

From the changes in the body.

Peng Qing is almost certain that the inheritance he has obtained must be extremely powerful.

At least.

At this stage, among the players, there should be no one who has obtained the inheritance, which is stronger than himself.

Once the final task is done.

He will be able to obtain the completed inheritance.

By then.

Strength is bound to skyrocket.

Although it is impossible to be truly invincible.

However, it is not impossible to become the first among players.

At that time, what you want will naturally be at your fingertips, whether it is reality or games.

but--

When he thought of what he might get after becoming the strongest player, Peng Qing was extremely calm, and there was almost no disturbance.

Slaughter so many monks.

His heart gradually cooled down.

for many things.

Although there is still a certain obsession.

But it's not an easy thing to say to cause mood swings.

At the moment, except for the uncontrollable fluctuations in my heart when I think about the completion of the task, there is no more emotional changes.

"Dare to kill my deacon, courting death!"

An angry shout came from a distance, accompanied by a powerful burst of power, only to see a burly cultivator Yukong coming, directly killing Peng Qingzhen.

in his sight.

You can see the withered body on the ground.

Although it has changed a lot.

However, he could still tell that it was someone from his own sect.

For Peng Qing.

He also didn't bother to pay attention to the other party's origin. Since he dared to kill the deacon in his sect, there was only one way to die.

Although in the eyes of this monk.

Although Peng Qing's strength is extraordinary, it does not make him jealous.

It was at this time.

Peng Qing raised his sword-holding hand slightly, and the blade of weeping blood had been cut out.

In the eyes of the monk.

All he could see was a flash of cold light, followed by a shocking slaughter, which made his mind seem to be frozen in an instant.

It seemed like a moment.

It seemed like a long time had passed.

When the cultivator came back to his senses, he found that he had no way to control his body, and his blood essence seemed to have been pulled by something, constantly pouring out of his throat.

Less than two breaths of time.

A corpse like a mummy fell to the ground, a pair of eyes glared, and there was still a doubtful look on his face.

It doesn't seem to think so.

How could he die so easily.

"You killed 10,000 True Martial Realm cultivators!"

"You have completed the mission of inheritance!"

The system prompts arrived as scheduled.

Peng Qing immediately checked his task bar and found that the inheritance task now showed the status of being completed.

"The mission has been completed!"

"Get ready to accept the last inheritance!"

The voice of the knife slave rose from the ring, and then said: "The movement of the inheritance is a bit loud, find a quiet place, or it will be bad if you are interrupted."

"It takes a long time to inherit?"

"Inheritance will take a while, but it will also take a certain amount of time. If you accept it here, once it is interrupted, it will be considered a failure of inheritance."

Hear this.

Peng Qing didn't ask any more questions.

But he can also have a hunch that this inheritance is really not easy.

According to the knife slave's request.

It didn't take Peng Qing too long to find a secluded mountain forest. When Spiritual Mind swept out, there was nothing around him that could threaten his existence.

Immediately.

He said, "What should I do next?"

"Sit down with your knees crossed and prepare to accept the inheritance."

"it is good."

Peng Qing crossed his knees according to the words, and he put the Weeping Blood Blade aside.

Wait until you sit cross-legged.

Peng Qing felt a strange energy wrapping his body, and his mind was instantly immersed in it.

From the outside.

A monstrous blood gushed out from the ring.

In an instant.

He wrapped Peng Qing and the Weeping Blood Blade, and then turned into a huge blood cocoon. There was a faint thunderous hum in the sky, which seemed to indicate that something ominous was happening.

the other side.

With the blood cocoon wrapped.

Peng Qing found himself entering a world that seemed to be a sea of ​​blood.

The sea of ​​blood was surging below.

The endless grievances wailed and screamed in it.

As for the center of the blood sea, there is a long knife bound by chains.

Most of the blade body was submerged in the sea of ​​blood, and only a small part of the blade body and the hilt were revealed.

But in Peng Qing's view.

This is clearly the enlarged version of the Weeping Blood Blade.

"This is where?"

The body was standing empty, and Peng Qing's face was full of doubts, but there was also a dignified look.

Standing in the sky above the sea of ​​blood, he could feel an ominous aura all around him.

evil!

Kill!

Even if Peng Qing had killed no less than 10,000 people, the murderous intent and bloody smell accumulated in his heart, in front of the sea of ​​blood in front of him, was like a small witch, and there was no comparison at all.

at this time.

A voice sounded from the sea of ​​blood.

"This is the inheritance space of the sword master!"

"As long as you hold the knife handle in the sea of ​​blood, you will get the complete inheritance of the knife master!"

The sound is faint.

Can't tell the difference between east and west.

In other words, the sound originates from the space itself.

However, when he heard this voice, Peng Qing's heart was slightly relieved. After all, coming to such a strange and strange environment would inevitably make people feel uneasy.

It is the appearance of sound.

Let him understand that this is the place where the inheritance is obtained after completing the task.

only--

The words of that voice made Peng Qing's heart feel relieved, and at the same time his expression was startled.

Knife master!

It was the first time he had heard the name.

speak up.

After getting the inheritance task for so long, Peng Qing didn't know which powerhouse he got the inheritance from.

When asking the swordsman.

The other party also avoided talking about it, and only told him that he would naturally understand the identity of the inheritance master at the end.

until now.

Only Peng Qing knew it.

His inheritance came from a strong man named Sword Master.

This knife owner may be his real name, but in his opinion, it should be more of an honorary title, or a title.

Knife master!

Lord of the Swords!

"What a big tone!" Peng Qing couldn't help but secretly said in his heart.

But the other party's tone was louder.

The more he understands the power of inheritance.

Think again.

Peng Qing had always thought that the reason why the sword slave was called a sword slave was because the other party was a servant.

But come to think of it now.

Knife master!

Sword slave!

The identity of the other party is somewhat clear.

Hold the handle.

be inherited.

Thinking of that voice, after Peng Qing took a deep breath, Shennian Yukong flew towards the long knife stuck in the middle of the sea of ​​blood.

Wait until you get close to the long knife.

He was the only one who really saw how huge this long knife was.

like a mountain.

Just the small half of the blade exposed to the sea of ​​blood combined with the hilt, there is a length of twenty or thirty feet, and the majority of the blade that is directly submerged in the sea of ​​blood is at least forty or fifty feet.

Nearly a hundred feet long knife.

Peng Qing was a little unimaginable.

Just what kind of powerhouse can drive such a weapon.

"Just touch your hand on the handle of the knife!"

At this time, the voice in the blood sea space came again.

Put your hand on the handle of the knife?

heard.

Peng Qing got closer again.

At this moment, the lines engraved on the handle of the knife have become extremely clear. After each seemingly ordinary line is combined with other lines, it seems to come alive in his eyes.

That is the pattern of seal carving.

It seems to be a terrifying sword technique.

Apart from that.

It is more like flowing blood, as if it can completely swallow people into it.

for no reason.

A bad premonition suddenly surged in Peng Qing's heart, and even the hand he was about to stretch out stopped.

Bad feeling!

Is there a problem with inheritance?

There was some hesitation in his heart.

But on second thought.

This is just a game. Although it can affect reality, it cannot erase the fact that it is just a game. No matter what happens in the game, the player will not die.

Since it won't die.

Then a lot of worries can be thrown away.

Say it again.

In order to accomplish this task, he has been searching for monks to slaughter intermittently for two years, spending a lot of effort.

The final goal is just this moment.

It would be too wasteful to just give up just because of a bad premonition.

thought here.

Peng Qing's eyes narrowed, and his palm pressed over immediately.

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