I cast eternal life with the seeds of Tao

After a while.

Several figures flashed over to where the carriages and horses were staying.

Zhao Heng could clearly see that there were five people coming.

The leader was a young man dressed in white, handsome and even more handsome than a woman.

Also following him were a bald monk, a gray-robed Taoist priest, a girl and a beautiful woman with an enchanting posture.

Among the five, the young man had the highest level of cultivation, reaching the peak of Zang Refining Realm.

The other four people are also masters in the late stage of Zang Refining Realm.

Zhao Heng squinted his eyes and observed carefully while concealing his breath.

Then, four people came to the carriage.

"Hey...where are the people from Qingyu Hall? Why are these carriages the only ones here?" The Taoist in gray robes wondered.

"Hey, are you giving it to us for free?" the bald monk said with a smile.

"Something is wrong!" The young man in white frowned slightly.

"Demon boy, go open the box on the carriage, be careful."

Hearing this, the girl immediately flashed, flicked her ten fingers, and silver threads flew out like arrows, opening all the wooden boxes on the carriage.

"Empty!"

Seeing a pile of empty wooden boxes, several people changed their colors at the same time.

“Damn it, the Qingyu Hall gang is playing tricks on us, we’ve already paid the deposit!”

The young man in white shook his head.

"It shouldn't be possible. If they want to break the contract, they don't have to come here to trade. Moreover, there are traces of fighting here."

After everyone heard this, they looked around and found something suspicious.

Although Zhao Heng had dealt with it briefly before, due to the rush of time, there were still some blood stains and traces of battle left on the ground.

"Someone must have arrived first and robbed our goods!" the great monk said in a bad tone.

Everyone looked at each other and pondered in silence.

From the sleeve of the young man in white, a flying insect the size of a mung bean was quietly released.

The flying insects circled around the battlefield, then suddenly accelerated and flew towards a bush above everyone's heads.

That was where Zhao Heng was hiding.

Zhao Heng's eyes narrowed and he suddenly knew something was wrong.

Although the fluctuations of Qi and blood in his body have been completely concealed.

But from the battle just now, there was still a trace of blood on his body, which he would not have time to deal with in the future.

"Whoosh..."

Sure enough, the next moment, the young man in white shook his sleeves and several silver needles flew towards him.

"Shua...!"

Zhao Heng could only dodge and leap down the bushes to avoid the silver needles.

"Stop!"

The bald monk immediately stepped forward. A pair of iron fists emitted a faint red light and struck Zhao Heng head-on. The surging energy and blood showed that the opponent was at the seventh level of Zang Refining Realm.

In this regard, Zhao Heng did not panic at all, the blood evil power in his body was running, and the Yin Wind Claw whipped up the cold wind to meet him.

"Boom boom...!"

The two fists and claws collided, and a series of roars erupted.

Although the bald monk's strength was extraordinary, Zhao Heng's current Blood Demon Technique, with his Qi and blood running at full strength, was no less powerful than the former one.

In addition, his Yin Wind Claw has reached the level of Dacheng, so the two sides fought for a while.

The monk was unable to resist and fell back continuously, with bloody claw marks appearing on his body.

Seeing that the situation was not going well, the Taoist in gray clothes jumped up with his sword in hand and came to help.

This person's aura is even more powerful, he has reached the eighth level of Zang Refining Realm, and his swordsmanship is mysterious and sharp.

The two of them worked together to attack, and only then did Zhao Heng feel the pressure.

He immediately used his body skills, his body flashed like a ghost, and his claws were in the sky.

At the same time, Zhao Heng's body surface also condensed a layer of faint blood light. This is the secret technique "Blood Evil Body Protection" unique to the Blood Evil Art, which can increase the warrior's defense and explosive power.

The three of them were fighting in a melee. Zhao Heng was one against two, but he was not at a disadvantage.

By fighting against the two of them, Zhao Heng also had a general judgment on his own strength.

Without using any trump cards, he could compete with ordinary late-stage Zang-Refining Realm warriors.

While the two sides were fighting, the young man in white on the side was also looking at the masked man on the battlefield.

He found that the other party's movement seemed familiar, but he had never seen it before.

At this moment, Zhao Heng, who was fighting with the great monk and the Taoist in gray, suddenly pulled out a tiger-head sword from behind.

"roar……!"

The blade of the sword flashed with blood, and six blood rings appeared. The sword swept across, and the void exploded.

The gray-clothed old Taoist and the bald monk, after receiving the knife forcefully, both groaned and slid out quickly.

It turned out that Zhao Heng did not want to fight for a long time, so he used the blood-burning sword technique to defeat the enemy with one move and wanted to escape.

The two people on the opposite side staggered and steadied their bodies, but they still wanted to pursue them. The girl and the enchanting woman on the side also planned to take action.

But the young man in white stopped him.

"stop!"

A shout stopped everyone, and the young man in white held his hand towards Zhao Hengyi who was about to leave.

"Fellow Taoist Ren, please stay!"

Zhao Heng froze for a moment, then looked back and saw the young man in white with a warm smile on his face.

"Fellow Taoist Ren, I have heard about the name of fellow Taoist for a long time, but when I saw him today, he really lived up to his reputation!"

"Do you know me?" Zhao Heng's eyes flashed slightly.

"The only demon warrior who can condense the blood-burning sword technique into six blood rings and perfect the Yin Wind Claw is as talented as Fellow Daoist Ren."

With that said, the young man in white bowed deeply to Han Feng again.

"Fellow Taoist Ren, I am Lin Yeqiu, the young master of Hua Gu Sect. Thank you very much, fellow Taoist, for helping my disciples at Niutoushan."

Zhao Heng's heart moved, memories flowed, and he suddenly remembered.

When he was in Niujiao Mountain, he used the warriors of Huagu Sect to kill Liu Hong, the deacon of Zayufeng.

He also made the disciples of Huajin Sect think that he was helping them out of kindness, and they were quite grateful.

Zhao Heng also didn't expect to meet the young master of Huagumen here, he waved his hand and said.

"It's a small effort, nothing worth mentioning."

Lin Yeqiu was not the only one who heard Zhao Heng admit his identity in disguise.

The four masters around him also looked shocked.

Now Ren Woxing's name can be said to be famous in the magic world.

First, he killed Duan Wuyou, the genius of the Blood Refining Sect, and then stole the precious mirror of Ku Xuan, the elder of the Blood Refining Sect.

It was rumored not long ago that the other party deliberately lurked in the Yuhua Sect's outer sect trial in order to avenge the Blood Refining Sect's siege.

Taking the opportunity to take action, he killed many Blood Refining Sect elites, resulting in a disastrous defeat in the bet between the Blood Refining Sect and the Feathering Sect.

No one dares to look down upon this fierce man who dares to ride on top of the Blood Refining Sect, jump repeatedly, and challenge other sects.

"Fellow Taoist Ren, since we are destined to meet here, why not come to my base at the Bone Transformation Sect and let me show my friendship as a landlord?"

Lin Yeqiu immediately invited him.

Zhao Heng shook his head again and said: "No need, I have important things to do, so I can't stay long."

Seeing Zhao Heng turning around to leave, Lin Yeqiu hurriedly said: "Fellow Taoist Ren, please wait."

Zhao Heng's eyes narrowed slightly, the blade of the knife in his hand flashed with cold light, and he suddenly stared at the opponent.

"What else does your Excellency have to do? Do you also want to take action?"

Sensing the evil look in Zhao Heng's eyes, Lin Yeqiu hurriedly explained: "Fellow Taoist Ren, please don't misunderstand me. I would like to invite you, Taoist Ren, to join our Bone Transformation Sect and become our guest!"