Starting as a clan leader: My rules are a bit wild.

The blood is soaring to the sky.

The world is filled with resentment!

Ximen Immortal City was reduced to a ghost town, extremely terrifying, with shrill roars heard from time to time.

It was the unconscious roar of gathered resentment.

Many great powers have returned, full of blood and energy.

At this moment, they seemed to be the incarnation of the God of Death.

But even so, they are still a little 'unhappy', and most of them are upset.

"You guys grabbed it too quickly."

"I almost used up all my strength to suck the milk, but I still can't beat you. You are really strong, you guys!"

"Ah hahaha." But the 'shameless old thief' laughed, slipped directly to Lu Ming who was refining the pill, and muttered: "Dad, look at me, I'm back after killing those beasts."

"How much can I exchange for these heads?"

This old thief actually 'plucked' someone's head!

The others were simply counting, but he was the only one who took off the heads of those he killed, even the young monks in the third and fourth realms.

And I don’t feel ‘guilty’ at all.

At this time, a powerful person was surprised and said: "Is it you?"

"I remembered you."

"Sangbiao!!!"

"Back then, you and the other Gods of Death enjoyed picking flower drums. The flower drums you picked off were countless, but you didn't expect that you were still alive?"

The shameless old thief glanced at him, but said nothing. He turned around and continued to greet Lu Ming: "Dad, are you tired?"

"How about I press it for you?"

Everyone: "..."

Killer God?

Is this called God of Killing?

This is obviously a shameless old thing. I have never seen such a shameless person.

And does this behavior match the name Sangbiao?

"He's not crazy, is he?"

A powerful person whispered: "When faced with death and no hope, many people will change their temperament drastically. Maybe he is one of them."

The man who recognized Sangbiao turned pale and said, "Then I'm not sure."

"By the way, what does picking flower drums mean?"

"The so-called flower drum is a human head!"

"At the beginning, the flower drums picked by Sangbiao and other killing gods were enough to fill several spiritual mountains!"

Everyone: "Hiss~!"

Okay.

They stopped talking.

What the hell, this shameless old thief has such an amazing past?

They may not be able to beat Sangbiao, but no one wants to face such a shameless and evil guy, especially if the other person has only a few years to live.

Who knows what he will do before dying?

And it’s not just him!

Almost all of the people present were short-lived people, and anyone could go crazy suddenly, so they all exercised restraint.

They kept a certain distance from each other, and those closest to Lu Ming were Huang Quan Zhenjun and Long Aojiao.

True Lord Huang Quan is the strongest, while Long Aojiao is confident.

even···

Even if she feels unsure, she will not give in.

After all, neither Long Aotian nor Long Aojiao has ever been timid.

Even when he was beaten, he never softened his words.

Naturally, he would not dare to approach Lu Ming just because True Lord Huangquan was strong.

Lu Ming is refining pills.

What he was practicing was the eighth-level Void-Breaking Pill.

And it must be maintained at the eighth level.

Even if Lu Ming goes all out, there is huge pressure.

Therefore, he needs to concentrate completely and not pay attention to everyone.

Everyone is not in a hurry, everything has been done, and there is no rush for this moment.

They were leisurely, chatting and waiting with anticipation.

Three hours passed quietly.

They were still chatting, and the refining of the Xu-Breaking Pill was coming to an end.

True Lord Huang Quan’s eyes were burning.

"Ow!!!"

Suddenly, a violent roar came from Ximen Immortal City.

Old Madam Liu glanced at it from a distance and said softly: "The gathering of resentment has become a climate. If given some more time, it will turn into a tyrannical resentful spirit."

"I don't know if it will be a disaster."

boom!

At this moment, the eighth-grade Void-Breaking Pill was released.

Three!

Lu Ming stretched out his hand a little, and the Xu-Breaking Pill flew towards True Lord Huangquan.

The latter took it and laughed: "Yes, before you die, you can taste this kind of high-quality elixir. Boy, you are very good."

"It's a pity..."

Suddenly, he felt extremely sad and sighed: "I was born a little late."

"Otherwise, I might be able to live another life."

True Lord Huangquan is gone.

Didn't talk to anyone again.

The farther away he went, the more rickety his figure became, and his twilight energy became so dense that it could not be dissipated.

Seeing this, everyone present fell silent.

Even though he is as powerful as True Lord Huangquan and the eighth level of great power in the previous era, he is still unable to transcend and reach immortality. He has survived for so many years and still has to face death.

even···

Even with three eighth-grade Void-Breaking Pills in hand, is there almost no hope of breaking through?

"Ugh."

"The road to immortality is difficult." A powerful person sighed: "I don't know if I can take another step forward and continue for thousands of years."

"Where there's a will, there's a way." Lu Ming said, he was panting a little.

He also worked very hard to refine the eighth-order and eighth-grade elixir, which consumed a lot of money.

"No one can predict the future, but you can still do it by living every day well and ensuring that you will not regret it in the future."

"Besides, I need to rest for a while, it's too exhausting."

"As it should be."

Everyone agreed.

I think what Lu Ming said is reasonable, but at the same time, I also see that Lu Ming consumes a lot of energy, and he respectfully expresses that he really needs to take a rest.

Can really refine the eighth-grade Void-Breaking Pill.

Such alchemy masters should not be called great masters. Who would want to make enemies?

Unless you get kicked in the head.

Otherwise, it would have the power to suppress everyone present.

otherwise···

It's better to make friends respectfully.

"However, there is quite a lot of resentment in Ximen Immortal City."

After Lu Ming adjusted his breath and recovered, he frowned slightly: "How about I come up with another ninth-grade Hedao Pill. Who is good at purification and purify that area?"

Since the Ximen family is to be destroyed, it is natural that no chickens or dogs will be spared.

Resentments gather together and turn into resentful spirits?

That's not OK!

Even if it is unconscious, even if it is born with spiritual intelligence, it will not remember the events of its 'life', but I don't like it.

Your Ximen family is not even qualified to keep your resentment in the world and turn into resentful spirits!

"I go!"

Upon hearing this, the eyes of the powerful ones suddenly shone.

Can you still use elixirs?

Why don't you hurry up?

"If you give me a hammer, will you be able to purify me? I have been in the Western Region for a while and have done some research on Buddhism. This purification thing belongs to me!"