God of Defiance

Uh-huh!

The blood sword seemed to be only more than three feet long. It was chopped down by the young man in black with a sword, and a dazzling blood light flashed out of the void in an instant.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The moment the dazzling blood light flashed away, the void within a hundred feet of radius immediately shook. Many casual warriors standing nearby suddenly exploded one after another as if they had bombs in their bodies, turning into balls of scarlet. Blood mist!

Uh-huh!

The moment the scarlet blood mist appeared, the young man in black looked indifferent, and the blood sword in his hand lit up slightly. In an instant, all the scarlet blood mist flew towards him and was quickly absorbed by the blood sword!

After the blood sword absorbed dozens of crimson blood mist, it immediately let out a slight buzzing, and a large number of twisted spiritual patterns all over the surface slowly emerged, and the blood light released showed an extremely subtle increase.

thump!

After the bald man saw this shocking scene, he was so frightened that he fell to the ground. His whole body was shaking like chaff, his eyes were wide open, and his face was filled with indescribable intense fear.

Originally, dozens of them arrived together, waiting patiently for the arrival of the master from Central Continent. However, in just a few breaths, dozens of them died miserably, and he was the only one left!

Although this young man in black shirt from Central Continent looked ordinary, in his eyes, he instantly turned into the most terrifying demon in the world!

After the young man in black shirt casually killed dozens of casual cultivators, he looked down, then closed his eyes again, took a deep breath, and immediately let out a disdainful snort: "Humph! The Northern Territory is indeed a remote and desolate place. Earth, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the air is so thin, no wonder the warriors born are as weak as chickens!"

After snorting coldly, he lowered his head and glanced at the blood sword in his hand, which was gradually dimming, and murmured: "When I come to the Northern Territory this time, even if I have to sacrifice hundreds of cities with blood, I will definitely use this sword in my hand. The Heaven-Destroying Blood Sword has been upgraded to a semi-sacred weapon!”

"Holy Son Qu Meng, the Heaven-Destroying Blood Sword naturally needs to be sacrificed and refined, but we must not forget the business of our coming to the Northern Territory this time!"

Just as the young man in black robe finished speaking, the middle-aged man in black robe next to him immediately reminded him in a deep voice.

After hearing this, the young man in black clothes nodded, and at the same time his face darkened slightly, and he said with a cold smile: "I, Qu Meng, want to see who the kid is who defeated the uncle's spiritual projection through the air a few years ago!"

"There is also Qu Xiao'er. My uncle pointed out clearly that this girl is a descendant of the saint Qu Liang. She has a rare martial spirit that can grow. If I can take her as my own, seize her Yuan Yin, and cultivate day and night, My sixth-grade peak martial spirit may reach a higher level, reaching the seventh-grade peak!”

When it was mentioned that the martial soul had advanced to the seventh level, the ordinary face of the young man in black instantly revealed a look of excitement and anticipation.

His name is Qu Meng, he is a master of the Death Mysterious Realm, and he is a candidate for the Holy Son in the Qu family of the hidden super family in Zhongzhou.

The so-called candidate saint sons have a lower status than the clan saint sons, but they are significantly higher than ordinary direct disciples.

If a certain Holy Son in the clan unfortunately dies, or commits a serious crime, and is deprived of his status as a Holy Son, or successfully breaks through to the realm of a Saint, then the candidate Holy Son will immediately take over.

Of course, in a super reclusive family like the Qu family, the number of real saint sons is very small, but there are too many candidate saint sons, the number reaching hundreds!

Moreover, the Qu family listed a detailed ranking based on the potential of hundreds of candidate saints in various aspects. If the candidate saints want to fill the vacancies and become saints, they must follow this ranking one by one.

Originally, according to Qu Meng's sixth-grade peak martial soul, he was not qualified to become a candidate for the Holy Son, but his uncle Qu Xinghong was a saint and had considerable influence in the Qu family.

Therefore, through his uncle's secret operation, he successfully entered the list of candidates for the Holy Son, but he was also ranked **10th, very low.

For him, if he wants to fill the gap in this life and become the true holy son of the Qu family, it is simply a fantasy and a wishful thinking!

However, if his martial spirit successfully reaches the peak of the seventh level, and with the secret help of his uncle, his ranking on the list of candidates for the Holy Son will skyrocket, enough to enter the top twenty, or even the top ten!

By then, not only will his status within the clan soar, he will even have a slight chance to take over the position of a vacant Holy Son!

The middle-aged man in black robes who came with him this time was named Qu Chengbai. He was the guardian specially arranged for him by the Qu family, and he was also a great venerable!

This time he took a huge risk and crossed the sea to come to the Northern Territory. In addition to finding Qu Xiaoer, seizing his Yuan Yin, and improving his martial soul, he also had two other things to do!

One thing is to sacrifice the Heaven-Destroying Blood Sword in your hand to make it a semi-sacred weapon!

The other thing is to find the boy who defeated his uncle's spiritual projection in the summoning ceremony of the Wuyan Kingdom royal family, and kill him!

In the area of ​​Central Continent, there were many restrictions, and he couldn't perform blood sacrifices as he wished. But when he came to the Northern Territory, he didn't have so many worries. He could basically do whatever he wanted!

"Holy Son Qu Meng, although this is the Northern Territory, there are still a lot of strong semi-saints. You still need to restrain yourself when you are refining the Heaven-Destroying Blood Sword, in case you anger those semi-saints..."

As if he saw what Qu Meng was thinking, Qu Chengbai, the guardian next to him, immediately reminded him in a low voice.

Hearing this, Qu Meng waved his hands disapprovingly and said, "Okay, Uncle Bai, I know what to do, I know what to do!"

Although he said this, his eyes were flashing with undisguised excitement. It was an extremely bloodthirsty light that made people feel chilled in their hearts.

"By the way, what's your name?"

After a breath, Qu Meng looked down at the bald man who was lying on the ground, shaking with fear and with a bloodless face, and asked in a deep voice.

After hearing this, the bald man's heart suddenly jumped. He was so frightened that he hurriedly knelt on the ground and replied tremblingly: "Senior, I...my name is Zhang Ming!"

"Okay, Zhang Ming, take me to the nearest city right away!"

Qu Meng shouted lightly.

When the bald man Zhang Ming heard this, he immediately nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, then jumped up and flew swaying in a certain direction.

"too slow!"

Seeing this, Qu Meng snorted coldly, and immediately waved his sleeves and robe, and his whole body instantly turned into a ball of black light. After forcibly wrapping Zhang Ming, he shot away with electricity.

When the guardian Qu Chengbai saw this, his expression changed, his body flashed, and he chased after him.

Just a moment later, Qu Meng appeared above a small city with a population of hundreds of thousands.

He lowered his head and looked down at this ordinary town, and a hint of bloodthirsty excitement gradually appeared on his ordinary face.

On the streets of the small town, people were coming and going, shouting everywhere.

Many elderly people were sitting on the street, chatting together, and there were even some five or six-year-old children running around, playing and having fun. There was a peaceful atmosphere everywhere, but no one knew that a huge danger was about to befall them. on the head.

Uh-huh!

After Qu Meng lowered his head for a few breaths, his face turned cold. He raised the Heaven-Destroying Blood Sword in his hand high and without hesitation, slashed down with the sword!