Chapter 876 Differential Treatment

This Blood Corpse Ancestor is also a tough guy!

When he was unable to break free from Zhong Qing's restraints and his internal strength was completely suppressed, he twisted his right arm suddenly, and his arm, which was twisted into a twist, was actually broken alive by him!

"Die!"

The moment he was freed from the restraints, his internal strength immediately resumed, his eyes became angry, and there was an object in his right hand out of thin air.

This is the semi-immortal-level magic weapon refined by the Blood Corpse Ancestor - the Blood Evil Divine Sword!

This sword is specifically aimed at the foundation of the soul.

The Blood Corpse Ancestor holding this sword had a strong confidence in his heart.

At this moment, he felt that even if it was a fifth-turn pseudo-immortal, he would dare to fight with him.

"Boom..."

The Blood Corpse Ancestor, along with the sword, turned into a blood light and slashed towards Zhong Qing at lightning speed.

This sword was sharp and carried an unparalleled murderous intent, as if it was going to destroy the world.

However, when the blade was swung to Zhong Qing's face, Zhong Qing waved it casually as before, and then stretched out two fingers.

Then, the indestructible Blood Evil Divine Sword was directly clamped by two fingers.

But Zhong Qing exerted a little force, accompanied by a wail, and the so-called indestructible Blood Evil Divine Sword was directly broken.

"Hiss..."

This scene made the Blood Corpse Ancestor's soul tremble.

This is the Blood Evil Divine Sword, a real semi-immortal-level divine weapon.

However, it didn't hurt the opponent at all, and even broke into two pieces with just a little force from the opponent.

What kind of monster is this?

How could his strength be so strong?

"Run!"

At this moment, he no longer had the courage to resist. At this moment, he just wanted to stay away from this place of right and wrong.

It was too terrifying and too scary!

However, Zhong Qing had been on guard against him.

When he was about to escape, he waved his big hand and suddenly reached forward.

In an instant, with Zhong Qing as the center, the surrounding space was all imprisoned.

The Blood Corpse Ancestor tried his best to escape, but he only felt a terrifying suction coming, and then he flew back uncontrollably and fell directly into Zhong Qing's hands.

Zhong Qing grabbed the Blood Corpse Ancestor's throat as if he was holding a chick.

"Why do you do this?"

"It would be great if you could become my disciple earlier."

"Look at what you have done now."

"The hand is broken, and the magic weapon is destroyed."

"Now, I will give you another chance to choose again."

The Blood Corpse Ancestor trembled all over.

At this moment, Zhong Qing gave him a feeling of power!

Incomparably powerful!

The semi-immortal magic weapon was easily broken, and he had no doubt that if the other party hit him on the neck, he would die on the spot.

In the hands of the other party, he was really like mud, flat or round, letting him rub it.

As an evil cultivator!

The Blood Corpse Ancestor has his own set of rules.

Go with the flow, go against the wind!

After realizing that his life was seriously threatened, he chose the way to survive without hesitation.

"Master, please forgive me. I am ignorant and dare to measure your power without knowing my own strength. Please don't be angry with me."

He squeezed out a pale smile on his face. There was no more arrogance in his expression. He was as obedient as a sheep, full of flattery.

Evil cultivator, what etiquette and shame do you need?

For the sake of survival, it's not shameful!

Zhong Qing was happy.

"How? Do you have any other means to use? Let me see it!"

The blood corpse ancestor's heart jumped!

He was caught easily even when he burst out with all his strength.

And the price of this move was too heavy. He was able to break his wrist when the other party grabbed his wrist before.

Now that his neck was pinched, could he still break his neck?

He dodged his eyes and said with a flattering smile: "Master, you are joking. How dare the light of a firefly compare with the bright moon?"

At this point, Zhong Qing had another disciple under his command.

It's a long story, but it only took half a moment.

On Tianshan Mountain, everyone was dumbfounded!

A powerful fourth-turn pseudo-immortal was subdued just like that?

This is like a fairy tale, too incredible.

That's the fourth-turn pseudo-immortal realm.

Will such a person be subdued?

There was a shock at the scene.

Ling Yue'er opened her mouth slightly, with a look of deep disbelief.

She thought Zhong Qing would die without a doubt before, but she didn't expect that the change came so suddenly.

Even Liu Bo beside her was shocked at this moment.

I thought this encounter with the Blood Corpse Ancestor would be a life-and-death battle.

As a result, before they even started, someone came out and subdued the Blood Corpse Ancestor directly.

I made a mistake!

The previous encounter with Zhong Qing and his group.

In Liu Nian's opinion, the only one who could catch his eye was the child transformed from a Qilin.

He never thought that there was such a terrifying existence hidden in this team.

Previously, he had urged the Saint to take the child with Qilin bones under his command, but fortunately, the Saint did not agree.

Otherwise, there would probably be a big conflict between the two sides at that time.

Thinking of this, Liu Nian was terrified in his heart, and a look of relief appeared on his face.

His strength was only comparable to that of the Blood Corpse Ancestor.

If a real life-and-death battle were to take place, it would be hard to say who would live and who would die.

But the Blood Corpse Ancestor was easily suppressed by the opponent. The opponent who could do this must have at least the strength of a fifth-turn pseudo-immortal. He had no doubt that if he faced him, his fate would not be much better than that of the Blood Corpse Ancestor!

With this thought in mind, he bowed to Zhong Qing and said, "Thank you for your help this time. If it weren't for you, I would have died today!"

What he said was not an exaggeration at all.

Although he and the Blood Corpse Ancestor were equally powerful, he had to distract himself to protect the Saint Girl.

If the two sides really started a decisive battle, he would probably be in danger today.

On the other side, after Zhong Qing let go of the Blood Corpse Ancestor, he also gave him a layer of prohibition.

Hearing this, he looked at Liu Nian.

He also had some ideas about this fourth-turn pseudo-immortal.

After thinking for a moment.

Zhong Qing said in a long voice, "If you really want to thank me, how about being my apprentice?"

As soon as these words came out, Liu Nian was immediately unable to do anything!

He just wanted to express his gratitude, but the other party actually wanted to be his master?

He smiled awkwardly: "Fellow Daoist, you are joking!"

"I have my own master."

"At present, I have no intention of becoming his master."

Zhong Qing raised his eyebrows slightly, but after thinking carefully, he still did not force it.

After all, different people should be treated differently.

When the Blood Corpse Ancestor heard that the master had set his sights on Liu Nian, a gloating smile appeared on his face.

This is a very strange psychology.

He and Liu Nian are mortal enemies. Now that he is in a dilemma, he naturally cannot bear to see the other party have an easy life.

Just when he was about to watch the show, he saw that after the other party rejected the master's proposal, the master did not follow up.

This made him dumbfounded!

No, is it because he is an evil cultivator that he is treated differently?

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