Peerless Pill God

Young King's silver hair was sparkling under the reflection of the crescent moon.    

"We have wasted a lot of Treasures to drive away that evil spirit. " Young King's gloomy voice made people's hair stand on end.    

If Qin Sheng were to hear Young King's words at this moment, he would certainly be so angry that he would stamp his feet and curse on the street.    

What the hell was this? He wanted to kill Qin Sheng, yet he still complained about Qin Sheng's good luck?    

What kind of f * cking values was this?    

When he heard this, black robed elder's eyes turned green, revealing a terrifying Soul Fire. The chain seemed to be very heavy, but it was actually floating. It moved rhythmically without any wind, carrying an inexplicable profoundness.    

"My strength is still a bit lacking. Last time, I suffered a huge loss from that Qin Zhongtian!" When black robed elder mentioned that Qin Zhongtian, he immediately gritted his teeth. The space between his brows was filled with anger, "Hmph!"    

He snorted coldly. The entire sky trembled. Some of the messy graves in the distance had turned into crumbss, becoming nothingness.    

"You get angry when you mention that Qin Zhongtian. Your senior brothers and junior brothers wouldn't have died if it wasn't for him. Moreover, I wouldn't have fallen from the Minor Sage State to the Nine Heavy Saint realm. "    

Black robed elder's brows flickered. He seemed to be shocked and angry at Qin Zhongtian.    

That Young King instantly supported his Five Heavy Saint realm to resist the terrifying pressure that black robed elder had unleashed. However, he still felt a sweetness in his throat as he spat out a mouthful of blood.    

What?! Jia Ba was terrified. He was injured, and the blood fell onto black robed elder's chain.    

"Sizzle sizzle ~"    

The blood was instantly evaporated by the Soul Fire attached to the chain.    

Indeed, black robed elder's Eye Light was greedy as it looked at that Young King called A'Eighth.    

"Bang!"    

A'Ba knelt down on the ground. The Eye Light was filled with fear. "Master, don't eat me. My blood essence is the worst out of all your disciples. If I die, who will serve Master in the future?"    

This black robed elder was very powerful, but for some reason, it seemed like Qin Zhongtian was the reason why the Minor Saint realm dropped the Nine Heavy Saint realm.    

Perhaps black robed elder's injuries were too severe. In order to prevent the worsening of his injuries, he actually attacked eight of his nine disciples and sucked their blood essence dry. Only then did he manage to stop his injuries and survive.    

A'Ba had been an orphan since he was young, and he possessed terrifying talent. That was why he was taken in as a disciple by Jia Hui's black robed elder.    

Jiehui's cultivation was all crooked and crooked, and his cultivation speed was very fast. In order to heal his injuries, he would use any means necessary.    

"Is that so?" Jia Hui muttered to himself, "Are you the second generation's A'Eighth or the fourth generation's A'Eighth?"    

When he heard this, Jia Eight's hair stood on end. He now knew a terrifying truth.    

Originally, he was just guessing. He had heard some rumors that this so-called Master really liked to accept disciples. Every time he accepted a disciple, he would become a peerless genius and nurture him!    

However, every time he became Jia Hui's disciple, he basically didn't have a good ending.    

Now, the second and fourth generation that was mentioned by Jia Hui was still the fourth generation.    

This meant that he had already changed four generations of disciples?    

Then, he recalled the cruel scene of Jia Hui killing his own disciple and absorbing his essence, energy, and spirit to heal his injuries on the verge of death. Jia Ba's body stiffened, and he didn't dare to move at all.    

"Forget it. Your blood essence is still a little thin. It won't be enough!" In the end, Jia Hui let go of the chain that was stained with terrifying chains and muttered to himself. . .