Zhu Zhuangguang's Meng Bei

While Lu Benwei was casually subduing the four great demon beasts, preparing to put them away, the sky above suddenly cracked open.

A blood-red big hand suddenly stretched out.

Seeing this, both the milk and the centipede became extremely solemn at this moment, and their bodies involuntarily moved closer to Lu Benwei.

"Your Excellency, I'll take these four demon beasts first."

A self-confident voice came from the direction the palm stretched out, with an unquestionable tone.

Subsequently, that palm reached out and grabbed the four great demon beasts that had just been suppressed by Lu Benwei.

"Stealing this poor man's things?"

A voice never heard before came out from under the black robe.

The black robe waved, and the milk, centipede were collected behind him.

Then a white bony palm stretched out from the black robe and patted towards the red palm.

"Hehe."

"Your Excellency actually unwilling?"

"What I need, I have never failed to obtain. Since you are unwilling, then we shall see if Your Excellency can endure it."

Facing Lu Benwei’s attack, the blood-red palm did not seem surprised at all.

The same self-confident voice came out of his mouth.

After the voice fell, the blood-red palm turned over, the space was filled with a blood-red blood sea, which overwhelmed Lu Benwei.

"Boom!"

In an instant.

The two palms touched each other.

"Crack crack crack......"

The surrounding space cracked open continuously.

At the center of that storm, a black area appeared, and everything turned into nothingness.

"What?"

At the same time of contact, a horrified voice came from the direction of the blood-red palm.

Almost instantly, it wanted to withdraw its palm.

"Pretending in front of this poor man, did you think you could run away whenever you want?"

A cold snort came from under the black robe.

The white bony palm stretched out again, it actually tore the space hard and chased after the red palm.

Then lightly grasped.

The blood-red palm cracked at the speed visible to the naked eye, turned into a sky full of red blood sea, then disappeared.

The sky.

Soon returned to clear weather, as if nothing had ever happened.

"Quite capable."

Lu Benwei looked into the distance and smiled coldly.

"Bro, bro, what the hell was that just now? Is it dead?" Seeing this, the centipede and milk behind him hurriedly asked.

"Not dead."

"Then chase it?"

"Forget it, it doesn't matter. After all, it was crippled." Lu Benwei said indifferently.

At this moment, in the blood-red space, the red space was like a sea in a storm, setting off surging waves, becoming extremely unstable.

At the same time, bursts of screams kept coming out......

In this unstable state, the mask man kneeling on the ground crawled on the ground shaking. His body seemed to explode at any time.

"Where did this skeleton head come from on the Immortal River Continent?"

"Could it be from the last era?"

"No, there was no such person in the last era. Where on earth did he come from!"

After a long, long time, finally, painful and unwilling voices came from the barely stable blood-red space.

"Lord of Destruction, dare I ask what exactly happened?" The mask man crawled on the ground and asked nervously.

"That man in black broke my arm!"

"What?"

The mask man stared wide-eyed, dumbfounded, his eyeballs almost popping out.

"Never mind."

"No need to panic either."

Gradually, the sound regained its stability.

"After all, I just woke up recently, my strength has not fully recovered, and two powerful opponents make things more interesting."

"By the way, have you obtained the evil of witchcraft from Dongsheng?"

"Replying to the Lord of Destruction, it has long been obtained."

The mask man took out an exquisite box from the storage space with both hands to offer it respectfully.

The blood-red chaos permeated and the box was grabbed into the space and disappeared.

But after a short while.

"Ah......"

"Damn it!"

More unstable voices than before came from the blood-red space.

And that chaos, once again set off surging waves.

......

North Sea Continent.

Qingniu Sect.

Zhu Shiguang paced back and forth in the shabby Qingniu Hall.

At this moment, he was really extremely anxious.

In a few days, it would be the audit day of Qingniu Sect. It was enough to have cheated two mortals to come.

But damn it, coincidentally, he had just received the news that an outer disciple had fallen to his death in the backyard mountain.

This made him very worried!

"Report to the Sect Master."

At this moment, a disciple rushed in hurriedly.

"What's the matter again?"

Zhu Shiguang yelled impatiently.

"Heng Tian Sword House has sent materials and letters to our Qingniu Sect." This disciple held a storage ring and shouted excitedly.

"What the heck?"

"Heng Tian Sword House?"

Zhu Shiguang opened the ring, and the various materials, treasures, elixirs inside were too numerous to count.

He was stunned for a moment.

Why would Heng Tian Sword House send him these?

However, just as his mind went blank, three more disciples rushed in.

"Report, Taiyi Valley has sent materials and letters."

"Report, Tianlong Valley has also sent materials and letters."

"Report, also from Canghai Mountain."

The ring opened.

Dazzling treasures poured out, piled up in a heap.

When he opened the letters, they were all expressing the goodwill of the four major sects towards his Qingniu Sect.

For example, more communication between the two sects, interdependence between the two sects, intermarriage between the two sects, and so on...

The most excessive Heng Tian Sword House even became relatives with their Qingniu Sect, saying that an uncle of a distant relative of the son of the grandfather of one of their disciples was once an outer disciple in their Qingniu Sect. This relationship was predestined, and even thicker than blood relationship between the two sects, making the two sects who had been friendly for generations become even closer relatives...

Zhu Shiguang was baffled.

After reacting, he slapped himself twice, but found that he was not dreaming.

But no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't figure out why these four major sects would suddenly show goodwill to their ninth-rate sect.

Usually, let alone relatives, people didn't even look straight at them.

Just then, another disciple brought the news.

"Reporting to the Sect Master, an old man outside insists on joining our Qingniu Sect."