Chapter 875 I Don’t Care Who You Are, I’ll Take You First.

On the other side!

When Zhong Qing saw the Blood Corpse Ancestor appear, his eyes lit up slightly.

Since the system's disciple function was turned on, his vision has become much higher!

Many of the people who came to Tianshan this time were not qualified to be his disciples, at best they could be disciples.

But this Blood Corpse Ancestor is quite powerful!

With the cultivation of a fourth-turn pseudo-immortal, he can be taken under his command and become a suitable tool.

As for who he is, what kind of personality, and what background he has, it doesn't matter.

As the saying goes, action is worse than thought.

So Zhong Qing moved!

He stepped into the clouds and came directly in front of the Blood Corpse Ancestor.

Who is this?

The peak duel between the two fourth-turn pseudo-immortals, no one dared to move.

The appearance of Zhong Qing instantly became the focus of the audience.

Is he tired of living?

Everyone present shrank in the corner, trying to reduce their presence as much as possible.

For fear of accidentally attracting the attention of the Blood Corpse Ancestor.

But now, someone actually appeared in front of the other party so openly.

In the eyes of everyone's surprise and confusion.

Zhong Qing looked at the Blood Corpse Ancestor in front of him.

"Although he looks a little strange, he is quite powerful!"

"If a fourth-turn pseudo-immortal peak strongman is trained, it shouldn't take long to cultivate to the level of a fifth-turn pseudo-immortal."

As soon as these words came out!

Not only were the people at the scene stunned, but even the Blood Corpse Ancestor beside him was also confused.

He, the Blood Corpse Ancestor, has been in the world for so many years, and he has experienced countless big scenes.

A quasi-emperor ant dared to jump out and show his presence in front of him so carelessly?

Not only that, but you dare to say he is weird?

Is it because he, the Blood Corpse Ancestor, has not appeared in front of the world for too long, so that people think that he can't lift a knife and kill people?

Before the Blood Corpse Ancestor gets angry.

Zhong Qing said seriously: "But it is enough to have a realm."

"How about worshipping me as your master?"

As soon as these words came out!

The originally silent and solemn scene was instantly broken by a series of uproars.

"How dare he!"

"Has he been practicing to the point of being possessed by the devil?"

They could understand the other party's desire to accept a disciple.

After all, many people came to Tianshan this time to accept disciples.

But dare to accept the Blood Corpse Ancestor?

How much did he drink!

And the Blood Demon Ancestor, the person involved, had a rage in his eyes at this moment, like a flame about to erupt.

A pair of eyes that chose to devour people stared at Zhong Qing.

Didn't you see that he was so murderous?

Didn't you see that he and the old man Liu Nian from Jiuxiaoyun Sect were preparing for a life-and-death duel?

In such a place!

An ant-like existence came out to seek a sense of existence.

Not only did they say he was weird, but they also wanted to accept him as a disciple?

The Blood Corpse Ancestor felt humiliated and offended.

"Boy, no one dares to humiliate the Ancestor like this!"

"Remember, Zhaozi, be brighter in the next life!"

He attacked with anger, and although it was a casual slap, he exerted a force of billions of hectares.

Under this seemingly casual move, there was an unparalleled murderous intent.

Let alone a small quasi-emperor, if this hit was real, even a second-turn pseudo-immortal strongman could be beaten into a meat pie in an instant.

This scene!

Ling Yue'er's eyebrows jumped when she saw it from a distance.

"Liu Bo, please help and save his life!"

Although she didn't know why Zhong Qing made such an unwise move, the Blood Corpse Ancestor appeared here because of her and Liu Bo.

Here, if any life died because of the Blood Corpse Ancestor, it would be inseparable from her.

Her inherent three views told her that she couldn't implicate innocent people!

However, Liu Nian shook his head: "Saintess, it's too late!"

At this time, even if he wanted to help, it was impossible to save him in front of a strong man of the same level.

This made Ling Yueer frown slightly, with a bit of guilt and self-blame in her eyes.

If she hadn't wanted to make a fuss to watch the Hundred Sects Ceremony, the other party wouldn't have suffered this disaster!

I didn't kill Bo Ren, but Bo Ren died because of me. This feeling made her feel blocked in her heart.

Only the people headed by Yao Hongchen looked relaxed at the scene.

In their opinion, the Blood Corpse Ancestor is indeed good, and his strength is far beyond their reach, but he is not at the same level as the master!

Above the clouds, as the Blood Corpse Ancestor's palm fell in front of him.

Zhong Qing shook his head and moved!

Although he is only in the Quasi-Emperor Realm now, although he has not explored his limits so far, and has not fought with the pseudo-immortal realm strongmen.

But he feels that it should not be difficult for him to suppress it!

Then, with a single hand he lifted and pulled, the Blood Corpse Ancestor's extremely sharp killing move, which was enough to kill a second-turn pseudo-immortal in an instant, was easily resolved.

Zhong Qing grabbed the other party's hand and exerted a little force.

In an instant, the Blood Corpse Ancestor's eyes, which were originally looking at ants, suddenly changed!

The originally ferocious face became even more ferocious.

He only felt that his hand was being clamped tightly by two immortal mountains.

Not only that, the force from his hand even made him hear the sound of his hand bones breaking.

This made him change color in horror.

You know, his body of a fourth-turn pseudo-immortal has been sacrificed and refined, and his physique is strong enough to be comparable to the average half-immortal-level magic weapon.

Even with his bare hands, he could fight against a strong man of the same realm holding a semi-immortal weapon. However, now, his hand bones began to break just by being lightly grasped.

In pain, he mobilized all his strength and wanted to pull out his palm as soon as possible.

But no matter how he tried, he failed.

How could this be possible?

The expression of the Blood Corpse Ancestor changed again!

For a moment.

He felt that he was not a fourth-turn pseudo-immortal, nor a demon who killed people without blinking an eye, but just an old man who was powerless!

A deep sense of powerlessness arose spontaneously!

Since achieving the pseudo-immortal realm, the pseudo-immortal ancestor has never been so powerless even after learning that his enemy was from the Jiuxiaoyun Sect.

However, at this moment, even resisting and struggling has become difficult.

"Who are you?"

He said in panic.

For the first time, fear appeared on his face, which was originally fearless.

At this time, how could he not understand that he had met a tough guy!

Zhong Qing smiled and said, "I am your master!"

"Disciple, if you don't want to become my disciple, when will you?!"

Facing such an evil cultivator, Zhong Qing's methods were not so gentle.

Today, the other party had to agree or not.

The Blood Corpse Ancestor felt the strength in his hands increasing.

While he was panicking, he was also angry like a wave.

He was a dignified fourth-turn pseudo-immortal ancestor. Only others had followed his will, and no one had ever been able to control his will.

He bared his teeth and said hatefully, "The ancestor has been in power for many years, how can he be threatened by you like this?"

"If I don't teach you my true methods today, you would think that the ancestor was made of mud!"

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