Section 464

Sure enough, Ye Changqing looked at the black cannon man who turned back to kill him. He didn't even say a word of nonsense. The three-foot green blade fell into the palm of his hand, and his whole aura changed.

In an instant, it was as if he himself had become an unsheathed sharp blade, and the boiling Yuan Qi around him became extremely sharp, falling to the ground with a snap, instantly cutting out bottomless cracks!

"Confucianism can distinguish spring and autumn!"

The bright edge split the void, and a piece of ancient Kyushu, the world was in chaos, and the vision of the saint's arrival emerged in the void behind, penetrating the church, and filling the entire Lighthouse Empire with shock.

"Are you evil? I must kill you!"

Finally, a figure with a vague face walked out of the vision, but it carried an unparalleled power to dominate the world. Although he could not see it, the man in black robe clearly felt that he was locked by a domineering gaze that traveled through the long river of time.

"Qiang!"

After the words fell, the mysterious figure turned and left with disdain, the vision collapsed, and a sword light fell quietly.

"Farewell to my ancestor!"

After the sword passed, Ye Changqing no longer paid attention to the black cannon man's intention, put away his green sword, and bowed his hands respectfully to the void.

"..."

The man in black robe came to his senses in a daze, and glanced at him silently, but before he could speak, his entire figure had quietly disappeared between heaven and earth.

Jiang Yan slowly and meaningfully withdrew his eyes from the void. Others, not even Ye Changqing, knew that the figure in the vision looked at Jiang Yan when he finally turned around!

"The majestic aura of pregnancy and the domineering aura of the emperor are a bit interesting."

Gently rubbing his chin, Jiang Yan murmured in his heart that the person in the vision was indeed extraordinary. Even he could only see his appearance clearly, but he could not guess the details of his strength.

However, this did not affect him at all. As a strong man who had stood in the long history, as a monk, he naturally had no lack of ambition.

The only thing he was a little curious about was what this person meant by looking at him, and who he was.

After all, history is a very vague thing, just like Confucius. People in Kyushu and even the whole world basically know his name, but who has seen his true appearance?

Although there are descriptions in ancient books, there is no such thing as photos. Ten thousand people can imagine ten thousand ways.

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However, it is not difficult to guess that since it comes from the Confucian Taoist scriptures and is called the ancestor by Ye Changqing, it can only be a certain great power in the history of Confucianism.

The boiling Yuan Qi floated away, and Ye Changqing stood with his sword in hand, but did not move like a sculpture. A ray of sword intent mixed with awe-inspiring righteousness filled the air around him.

It flickered like silver scales, but exuded a terrifying sharpness. At this moment, he was having an epiphany. Even if he was surrounded by several super five ghost emperors, he might not be able to break through his defense. Jiang Yan naturally ignored his intention.

Maybe if he can really take that half-step through this, then he can be considered invincible at the immortal level.

"Well, is this harvest enough to draw a new card pool?"

Jiang Yan strolled forward while asking in his mind.

...... ...... .......

Jiang Yan is still very interested in the new version of the card pool, but the three parallel-imported ghost fairies are obviously not the ultimate goal in the series of tasks released by the Naihe Dog system, and he has not yet obtained the free card drawing opportunity.

"That's not enough, master, come on! I love you (●′З｀●)!"

A vague shadow jumped out of Jiang Yan's mind. Although he couldn't see the specific posture clearly, the greasy voice and movements made a vein jump again on Jiang Yan's smooth forehead.

"What's going on? How much merit do you get from drawing this new card pool? I already have one billion, but it's not enough for one round?"

After resisting the urge to beat up the system, Jiang Yan couldn't help but frown and asked.

Although he was not the one to kill the two parallel-imported ghosts and immortals and was not given any merit points, he had accumulated more than one billion, which he could not even draw a prize for, instantly making Jiang Yan feel like he had been cheated.

Although it sounds like the new card pool is awesome, with guaranteed fairy-level rewards, can he still draw from the previous card pool?

Moreover, the merit points spent are not too much, and he can completely rely on quantity to guarantee the bottom line.

"The master misunderstood. The new primary card pool can be drawn once with 100 million merit points, but the master needs to complete the first task of opening the fairyland before it can be opened."

Perhaps feeling Jiang Yan's resentment, the system became more honest again and said pitifully.

"Forget it, I'm giving you a chance."

Hearing this, Jiang Yan didn't say anything more. He lowered his eyes and stood in front of the silver vessel for a long time.

359 The evil god used him as a licking dog? !

"Come...come closer to me..."

"As long as you give your soul, you will have everything, you will be able to do anything..."

"Come...come..."

The moment Jiang Yan's eyes fell into the silver vessel, a voice full of temptation kept hovering in Jiang Yan's ears.

There was even a strong impulse and illusion, as if as long as he agreed, he would immediately gain extremely powerful power and the whole world would belong to him.

Jiang Yan smiled. In his eyes, a bloody figure that was extremely illusory and not resembling a human appeared in front of him. At this moment, he was trying hard to spread the power of his curse and invade him completely.

"I am already in the realm of immortality and respected by the whole world. What other power can you give me? Why should I trust you?"

"Six Six Seven" did not take action directly, nor did he intend to expose it. After Jiang Yan was silent for a moment, just when the phantom thought that his curse had failed, he finally spoke.

The blood-colored phantom's spirit instantly rose. Looking at Jiang Yan's perfect body, he almost drooled.

He quickly pretended to be arrogant and said: "Huh, just a junior in the early days of opening the fairyland, you are not qualified to be my slave at the beginning. I am the Lord of the Blood Realm. Young man, there is still a long way to go. In front of the real strong man, you are no more than No different than an ant."

As he spoke, as if he was afraid of scaring Jiang Yan, he changed his tone and said: "But I have a destiny with you, and I can let you inherit my mantle. Come on, put a drop of blood on the front. Is it true or not? You will be able to do it right away." See you soon!"

After saying that, the blood-colored phantom looked at Jiang Yan with more and more crazy eyes. He was just a human in the early stage of opening up the fairyland. As long as he could get a drop of his essence and blood, he could occupy this perfect body!

However, Jiang Yan's face became a little strange when he heard the bloody phantom's request.

His original intention was to tease this guy and see if he could squeeze out some merit points, but when it came up to ask for his blood, he was a little worried that it would kill him directly!

Finally, he said a little weirdly: "Are you sure you want a drop of my blood or my blood essence?"

Jiang Yan's expression in the eyes of the bloody phantom was already the last struggle before moving. How could it miss this opportunity.

He immediately continued: "Yes, I am the Lord of the Blood Realm, and all abilities are related to blood. Although I am very optimistic about you, I still need to test whether your qualifications and bloodline are qualified. I will never accept waste!"

Thinking about his own words, the bloody phantom is all a genius. He has dealt with strong human beings too many times. Isn't that arrogant fool?

As long as you say something provocative, it will most likely be done!

"In that case, then do as you wish."

Since the other party kept insisting, Jiang Yan, as one of the top ten young people in the world, certainly couldn't refuse.

Immediately, in the bloody phantom's expectant and greedy eyes, drops of blood, as red as diamonds, condensed from his fingertips.

"Hahaha, it's done! It's done! I can finally leave this damn seal!"

Before Jiang Yan could donate his blood essence, the bloody phantom rushed over impatiently, laughing crazily, and instantly turned into a stream of light, rushing towards Jiang Yan's drop of blood essence.

If anyone were here at this moment, they would see that the blood in the silver vessel was boiling and rolling, like water mist, covering Jiang Yan's entire body!

The rich evil spirit even dyed half of the blue sky in the outside world a deep red, like a demon god coming to the world, frightening all living beings!

"Oh my god, what is that?"

"Damn it, did the little saint and the others also fail? Are those demons already about to rush out?"

"Farke! Farke! Run, run!"

"Ahhhh..."

In the square outside the church, the group of victims sent out by Jiang Yan had not yet left. They wanted to see the little saint avenge them with their own eyes.

But when the terrifying evil energy soared into the sky, countless weak-minded people were completely scared to death. For a while, screams, curses, and roars continued one by one, and many people were screaming. He screamed and ran wildly outside the church.

"Let's go. If you don't go, it might be too late!"

Among the confused crowd, Bai Yang impatiently pulled Xiao Xing, who was motionless, and looked at the church with eyes full of despair and fear.

Although he was lucky enough to survive, he saw with his own eyes how Anyang and others were eaten alive by those terrifying demons...

Coupled with today's successive blows, his already tense nerves almost completely collapsed. Seeing this now, he thought that Jiang Yan and others had failed. How could this make him not afraid?

"No, absolutely not! You go first, I must wait until the little saint returns home in triumph!"

Even though she was as calm as Xiao Xing, her heart was already in chaos at this moment, but she couldn't believe it no matter what, that even her only idol and the man in her fantasy would be defeated here.

He decisively withdrew his arm from Bai Yang's hand and turned around and rushed into the church!

"Xiao Xing!"

The huge force caused Bai Yang to fall to the ground inertly, and he looked at Xiao Xing's back in despair as he ran back to the church, although he wanted to catch up and pull her back.

But the deep fear in his heart prevented him from even getting up from the ground!

"No, it's just a draft. Bai Yang, you are a man! Xiaoxing saved my life, even if I die, I can't give up on her!"

Bai Yang hammered the ground angrily, and drops of blood dripped from his fist. Even though his anger had surpassed the fear of death, he could no longer stand up again.

But this time, as he said himself, even if it means death, he cannot ignore death!

The dazzling blood drew frightening lines on the ground. Even if he crawled today, he would definitely catch up!

...

at the same time.

In the official office building of the Lighthouse Empire in the abandoned city, Biden looked at the scarlet sky in the distance with a horrified expression. His great fear even made him wet his pants.