Surprise! This son of God is actually a villain

The old man was so tired that he had to give up.

He compromised helplessly and said, "Okay, okay."

Then, he walked briskly to Pei Ziheng, handed the bottle in his hand forward, and said with a smile, "Here, Ziheng, give it to you."

Pei Ziheng took it and then looked at Qiu Lingxuan on the side.

Qiu Lingxuan waved his hand and said, "I don't want it. I didn't do anything."

Pei Ziheng heard this and turned his eyes to Jin Jinyu.

Jin Jinyu raised the corner of her mouth and said with a smile, "There are many such spiritual medicines in Jinxiu Chamber of Commerce."

Pei Ziheng nodded slightly, then slowly spread his palm, and a crystal clear jade bottle appeared out of thin air.

He raised his hand gently, and half of the spiritual essence flew into the air and fell accurately into the jade bottle.

Then, he handed the jade bottle to Pei Zimo.

Pei Zimo took it and then quickly sat down cross-legged.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and began to absorb the spiritual essence.

In an instant, his breath suddenly increased, and the spiritual power around him surged wildly, forming a series of cyclones visible to the naked eye.

Pei Zimo suddenly opened his eyes and shouted excitedly: "I finally became a king!"

Then, he rushed to Nan Xunran with brisk steps, bowed and saluted, and said loudly: "Thank you, my lord!"

At this moment, another powerful breath suddenly burst out, Pei Zimo quickly turned his head, and saw Pei Ziheng slowly opened his eyes.

Pei Zimo stepped forward, put his arm around his shoulders, and asked with a smile: "How is it?"

Pei Ziheng felt the fluctuation of spiritual power in his body, straightened his clothes, and saluted to Nan Xunran solemnly: "Thank you, my lord."

"Boom boom", a dull loud noise came.

Everyone was attracted by the sudden sound and looked in the direction of the sound.

The water in the pool disappeared without a trace, not even a trace of water was left.

Then, a stone staircase slowly rose, winding and circling in the sky, with no end in sight.

A brilliant light poured down from the void and landed on the stone steps.

There was thick fog all around, and except for the light in the distance, everything else was blocked by the fog and could not be seen clearly.

On the stone steps, dark red flowers bloomed densely, like a strange sea of ​​blood, exuding a palpitating breath.

Pei Zimo's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but exclaimed: "Is this the same flower as before? Has it bloomed?"

Qiu Lingxuan also came closer to observe carefully, muttering to himself: "Is this what it looks like after sucking enough blood?"

Qiu Lingxuan couldn't suppress his curiosity, slowly stretched out his right hand, and gently pointed his fingers at those flowers.

"Hiss" he took a breath of cold air.

Everyone heard the sound and turned back. His finger was cut with a deep cut, and blood was flowing. The bright red blood kept dripping along his fingers.

Everyone's eyes fell on those flowers.

The edges of the petals were as sharp as blades, flashing with cold light, and could easily cut the skin.

They were greedily absorbing Qiu Lingxuan's dripping blood, and the color of the petals became more bright and eye-catching.

Qiu Lingxuan frowned and muttered, "What a trouble."

Pei Zimo kept shaking his head and sighed, "It's hard to guard against."

Pei Ziheng looked solemn and said in a low voice, "Avoid these flowers. I don't see anything unusual here. Don't touch them."

After that, several people carefully avoided the flowers, quickened their pace, and followed Nan Xunran closely.

The stone steps seemed to have no end. Every time you looked up, there were still countless stone steps stretching up in front.

Nan Xunran's footsteps suddenly paused and stopped.

Pei Zimo was originally only concerned with walking forward, and he almost bumped into Pei Ziheng without paying attention.

He lowered his voice and whispered, "Why did the master stop?"

Pei Ziheng put his finger to his mouth and said, "Hush."

A figure appeared vaguely on the stone steps above.

The man was holding a huge sickle, standing quietly. Everything seemed blurry in the fog.

The figure's shoulder moved slightly, and then clear footsteps sounded in the silence.

"Dong, Dong, Dong", each step was steady and powerful, slowly approaching them.

As the man approached, his figure gradually became clearer.

It was a woman. The black sickle she held tightly in her hand was as tall as a person, and the sharp blade emitted bursts of cold light in the weak light.

Her face was covered by a veil, making it difficult to see her true appearance.

The dark purple robe on her body fluttered gently in the wind, and the dark red mysterious pattern on her neck was looming, revealing

A bit weird.

Nan Xunran looked at her calmly and said, "The Sage Witch with a Broken Face."

Yan Hua smiled and said, "Finally we meet, the Godson of the Nan Family."

She walked lightly, and her slender fingers gently pulled Nan Xunran's sleeve, saying, "Only I know this road, come with me."

[Detected the lucky girl Yan Hua]

[Contemporary Sage Witch with a Broken Face]

[Gold Finger: Know the future plot direction]

[The peak of the King Realm]

[Destiny value: 2798/2798 points]