Zhou Yuanhang took the jade pendant hanging around his waist with trembling hands. He saw that the jade pendant, which usually looked like a decoration, was now flashing with orange light.
Every member of the Zhou family in Wanxiang Pavilion will receive a special jade pendant after fusing the blood stone at the age of three. This jade pendant can not only prevent Zhou family members from being possessed by other bodies, but also warn people around them who have been possessed by other bodies.
"Orange light. Ha!" Zhou Yanzhi sneered.
Zhou Yuanhang shuddered, his heart filled with irritation: Why is he so unlucky? Why is he so unlucky? Xiao Furong is only fourteen years old, at the fourth level of Qi Refining. No matter how strong her soul power is, it is impossible for her to be so strong.
Then the only option is to take over another body!
Possess the body!
Damn, the beauty he carefully selected turned out to be an old weirdo?
Xiao Furong didn't know what the jade pendant meant. Her mind was filled with unpredictable thoughts, including the desire to tear him into pieces. However, before she could finish her imagination, several old men and lackeys around Zhou Yuanhang, whom she usually ignored, suddenly attacked her.
She dodged subconsciously, but was still caught by a fairy-catching net.
"Brother Hang?" Xiao Furong's panic disappeared in an instant, replaced by a pitiful and aggrieved look.
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Zhou Yuanhang didn't bother to look at her. He looked at the lackey who had just made the move and said, "Take him away quickly and investigate thoroughly for me."
"Yes!" The lackey's aura changed, and he transformed from a waiter-like figure into a serious, cold-faced guard.
Xiao Furong looked at him in disbelief. They had investigated this man and found him to be just a small figure around Zhou Yuanhang, but now it seemed that he was not the same person at all.
Seeing the man's hand gestures and the net gradually tightening, Xiao Furong looked panicked and asked, "Zhou Yuanhang, what do you mean?"
"Hey, stop acting." Zhou Yuanhang waved his hand. "You know who you are. I originally thought that your young age and lack of cultivation wouldn't matter. At least you wouldn't be too shrewd. But in the end, you just replaced my core?"
"Zhou Yuanhang, I don't understand what you are saying."
"Oh! Do you think it's that easy to be the young master of Wanxiang Pavilion?"
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"The young master of Wanxiang Pavilion can be uneducated, can kill people without restraint, can be lustful, and can even cultivate magic, but he cannot be stupid. And he cannot betray Wanxiang Pavilion because of stupidity. If he betrays Wanxiang Pavilion, no matter what the reason, he will surely die with thousands of arrows piercing his heart, and his soul will be destroyed by the nine-day divine thunder. I am not reasonable, but I don't want to die. So, go to hell."
Xiao Furong's expression suddenly darkened: "Zhou Yuanhang, I'm afraid you don't have that ability."
Zhou Yuanhang chuckled and said, "Then you can try." He looked at Zhou Yanzhi and said, "I'm sorry to have made a fool of myself, Brother Nineteen. Now, I'll take care of it."
"Are you sure?"
"Brother will definitely not give up this time."
"That's fine! My wife is hungry, so let's go to the terrace and watch the fight. Twenty-first brother, don't be soft-hearted!"
"Brother Nineteen, you're joking. She and I are not partners under the Heavenly Dao Contract."
Zhou Yanzhi sneered: "I'm afraid that my twenty-first brother will never be able to taste the beauty of a Taoist partner in the Heavenly Dao Contract in this lifetime!" As he said that, he put his arm around Xiao Yu's waist and jumped up.
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"Tsk!" Zhou Yuanhang made all kinds of expressions towards Zhou Yanzhi's back.
“Bang——” A loud noise came from above my head.
Everyone looked up and saw a towering giant sword emitting a pale green mist, just outside the formation above their heads. It was that giant sword that had just slashed the formation shield.
Xiao Furong retracted her gaze from Zhou Yanzhi's back and sneered, "Young Master Twenty-one, I wonder how many times your pavilion's protective shield can withstand attacks from the Dan Yuan realm."
Zhou Yuanhang moved his wrist, and a formation ball appeared in his hand. He threw the ball into the sky, and instantly the entire formation cover was reinforced.
"The formation of the Samsara Realm, keep on chopping."
Xiao Furong stared at Zhou Yuanhang and thought to herself, "Wanxiang Pavilion's heritage is indeed profound. I just wonder how many good things this Wanxiang Pavilion in the Western Wasteland can produce."
Suddenly, a porcelain bottle flew in front of Zhou Yuanhang, and then Zhou Yanzhi's voice came: "This is the heart blood of those who attacked the formation before."
Zhou Yuanhang took the porcelain bottle, tossed it, and smiled at Xiao Furong: "This is a good thing." Then he threw it to the white-haired old man beside him, "Uncle Zhou, get to work."
"Yes, young master." The old man took the porcelain bottle and swiftly pulled out a formation plate from his pocket. He tossed the formation plate into the air, unfolding a formation diagram as big as a millstone. He poured the blood from the porcelain bottle into the formation plate drop by drop.
Xiao Furong saw the old man quickly make hand gestures, and after a moment, lines of words floated out from the blood in his heart.
Seeing those characters clearly, Xiao Furong's eyes widened and she muttered, "How is this possible!"
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"Country bumpkins." Zhou Yuanhang said with contempt and arrogance, "You barbaric cultivators are really incorrigible. You come here every few thousand years. If possible, Wanxiang Pavilion really doesn't mind slaughtering everyone."
Xiao Furong looked at Zhou Yuanhang suddenly: "Aren't you the 100,000 barbarians?"
"Haven't you always known this?"
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Zhou Yuanhang looked at the old man and said, "Uncle Zhou, make your move. If you don't want to do business with my Wanxiang Pavilion, then you'll die."
"Yes," the old man replied respectfully. Then, he threw something onto the array disk. In an instant, the array diagram on the disk expanded and transformed. If you looked closely, you would find that the entire array diagram had transformed into the camp in the center of the wilderness.
Xiao Furong didn't react at first, but after seeing it clearly, she was stunned.
The old man suddenly had a sword in his hand, and then, holding the sword, he dealt with the forces represented by the blood of his heart one by one.
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