Whether it is the enemy or the subordinate...

At this time, Feng Qingtian already knew that he had been plotted against by Zhang Xusheng again.

"My name is Anluo."

Suddenly, a pile of minced meat at Feng Qingtian's feet was combined again and turned into a strange monk wearing a black robe with long face covered, cold and faint, like a wandering soul.

After the strange monk appeared, he said to Feng Qingtian in an extremely cold voice.

Feng Qingtian stared at An Luo in front of him without any reaction.

The forces he worked hard to cultivate and the hope of the Feng family's rejuvenation were strangled to death by him!!

And in the end, he still couldn't beat Zhang Xusheng!!

An Luo ignored Feng Qingtian and said in that extremely cold voice: "You were controlled by my blood just now and your body cannot control yourself, so don't be surprised. Also, I want to thank you for destroying those failed works for my master today."

Hearing the four words "My Master", Feng Qingtian suddenly shook his body, raised his head, his eyes were hot, and hatred was like fire.

"My owner has something to say to you."

As he said that, An Luo took out a black crystal ball from his sleeve, one for the magic weapon to be placed in the distant phantom.

After the spiritual energy was input, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Feng Qingtian, which was the projection of Zhang Xusheng.

"We meet again when we can never ripen small fruits."

The smile on Zhang Xusheng's face was still as if he had not seen his close friend in front of him for many years.

"Zhang! Xu! Sheng!"

Feng Qingtian gritted his teeth, looked at the projection in front of him, and said word by word.

"Do you know why I say you can never mature?" Zhang Xusheng ignored Feng Qingtiandi's teeth and gritted his teeth and asked quietly.

"Probably because you have always been a genius, all your goals are always easy to achieve. Therefore, you always only look at the end of your work, but never look at your feet. After so many years, this problem can still be changed. When confidence becomes eager for quick success and instant benefits, you will never become a great person!! You lack patience, lack order, and narrow-mindedness in your work. This is far worse than Xu Qingfan."

When Feng Qingtian heard Xu Qingfan's name, he suddenly felt shocked.

"Do you know why I know you're here? Because there are at least eighty people around you who are my undercover agents. I know everything you do over the years. You are too confident. You take it for granted that everyone will truly follow you, even if you sacrifice your life for it and endure countless pains, because you are the genius Feng Qingtian? Unfortunately, there are always people around you who betray you, so I won't talk about my undercover agents. Over the years, how many of the Feng family's children under your command have left secretly? Didn't the Nine Tails of the Demon Fox, whom you have high hopes, also left?"

"How did Xu Qingfan start Xialing Seven Islands? He made everyone in Xialing Seven Islands pursue interests. He always input common beliefs in the hearts of the monks in Xialing Seven Islands to establish their own prestige. He made everyone in Xialing Seven Islands believe that following him would be much better than before, and founded a complete management system and mechanism. What did you give your subordinates? A slogan to seek revenge and rebuild the Feng family? And a wandering without stability? For Jiu Tai, you only bring fear to Jiu Tai. When Niu Wenxing was there, under his dissuasion, you gave half of the harvest to Jiu Tai to help it increase its strength to calm your heart. But what about Niu Wenxing's departure? Now look at the Xialing Seven Islands under Xu Qingfan's army is getting stronger and stronger. Where is the Feng family you formed??!!"

"By the way, I also installed many spies on Xialing Seven Islands, but not long after, all of them were found by Xu Qingfan."

"Feng Qingtian, originally, I thought you were the biggest fruit I was looking for, so I gave you patience, I gave you a chance, I even secretly helped you grow, but you disappointed me too much. Now the fruit in my eyes is only Xu Qingfan, and you... are far worse than Xu Qingfan. After Xu Qingfan has a goal, he will still look at his feet and even behind him, and he will be careful and think of everything, but you only stare at your own goal, and you have tripped over it many times but still don't repent..."

"The reason I appear to tell you all this is because you are the fruit I have been looking forward to the most. Although all I have left me now is disappointment, out of pity, I still tell you the reason for your failure. This is the last time you and I have met. From then on, I will never pay attention to you again... You are not worthy."

The smile on Zhang Xusheng's face was still soft, but the words he said were like sharp swords, piercing Feng Qingtian's soul.

"How could I be worse than Xu Qingfan!??" Feng Qingtian suddenly exploded and roared at Zhang Xusheng's phantom: "He is just a mortal with no use. He has only gotten to this point because of luck, but he can't always be so lucky. He is not as good as me, he is never as good as me!!"

Humans are a very strange animal, and the transfer of hatred is so weird.

Or, in Feng Qingtian's eyes, Xu Qingfan should always be the weak who was easily defeated by him in the newcomer competition, or he regarded himself as Zhang Xusheng's only opponent and valued by Zhang Xusheng, making Feng Qingtian proud in his heart. This is the treatment he takes for granted as a genius, and the gap is too big now, and all this humiliation was brought to him by Xu Qingfan. Or, he felt that Xu Qingfan's current achievements should be achieved by him. Under Zhang Xusheng's hint, he felt that Xu Qingfan had snatched everything from him, and the hatred caused by jealousy was the most fierce...

Zhang Xusheng smiled with a hint of sarcasm: "Are you better than Xu Qingfan? So, who snatched the land from Niu Wenxing under your command? Who told you about the news about me? This time, who used you as a tool?"

"Xu Qingfan is not my opponent!! He is not as good as me!!"

Feng Qingtian's expression suddenly became extremely cold, staring

Saint, his eyes are more fierce than ever.

"Since that's the case, then you will prove to me and prove that you are better than Xu Qingfan. By that time, I will give you a chance to face me again..."

The phantom of Zhang Xusheng disappeared, but the words of Zhang Xusheng land still echoed between the world.

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Under An Luo's cold gaze, Feng Qingtian left, with a little madness and a little loneliness.

An Luo turned around and was about to leave, but his body suddenly froze.

Behind him, a man in black robe appeared.

"An Luo?"

The man in black robe suddenly asked coldly.

"Qiu? You are indeed here."

An Luo asked in an equally cold voice.

"Do you know I'll come?"

"The master said that Feng Qingtian was caught in hatred and could not extricate himself. More narrow-minded, he was destined to be unable to become a great man. Xu Qingfan also knew this and would definitely not be at ease. He would definitely send a master to follow him. That person must be you. The strongest master in the seven islands of Xialing, except Xu Qingfan, or now your strength has surpassed Xu Qingfan, and a new generation of demons who inherited all the demon Zhong Ling. He has the Tianyou Camp, one of Xu Qingfan's strongest forces. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have to appear here at all. I don't have to take action against Feng Qingtian. If it weren't for you, Xu Qingfan's strength would be reduced by half..."

"Follow Feng Qingtian, destroy everything you see, and kill everyone you see. This is the order I get." Qiu replied coldly: "An Luo, Zhang Xusheng's most proud work, uses his own blood as an attack method, and can control the opponent by entering his blood into the opponent's body. After absorbing the opponent's blood, you can get the opponent's ability and strength. As long as there is a drop of blood remaining, you will never die. An Luo, who claims to be unable to defeat, is it? If you kill you, Zhang Xusheng will not feel heartbroken, but at least your future actions will be a little smoother."

As the revenge fell, the two of them took action at the same time.

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One is a master who sits on the seven islands of Xialing, the only remaining demon in the world, and the other is the most perfect monster created by Zhang Xusheng. He is known as an invincible existence. Who is stronger?

Evenly matched!!

Qiu kept using various illusions, poisonous techniques, and ice techniques to try to control An Luo's actions, but An Luo turned his blood into blood mist and enveloped him. Qiu's various magical powers could not invade the blood mist range at all.

An Luo transformed into countless blood whip and blood swords and attacked Qiu. It seemed to be insignificant, but Qiu knew very well what the consequences would be if the blood was touched on his body. He transformed into countless dead energy and dared not look down on him at all...

In the end, without invading blood into Qiu's body, Qiu's energy and more powerful magical powers were achieved faster, and gradually gained the upper hand.

The battle lasted for two hours. Finally, when An Luo had no time to react, a sword tail suddenly appeared and pierced into his chest. At the same time, through the sword tail, the dead energy was continuously input into An Luo's body.

At this moment, Qiu couldn't help but relax for a moment. In previous battles, when he inputted his death breath into his opponent's body, the battle was over.

However, An Luo not only did not feel any pain at all, but also had no fear of the mutated death aura that continuously invaded into his body through the sword tail. Instead, he smiled strangely at Qiu.

Then, the length on his face suddenly rose, revealing his strange face without facial features, and biting it at the sword tail on his chest. His teeth were so sharp that the scales on the sword tail could not stop it.

At the same time, the blood in Anluo's chest gradually penetrated into Qiu's body through the scales in the **, and the seemingly strong scales were still unable to stop the slightest.

In an instant, Qiu's body froze, feeling that his body was out of his control. No matter how hard he tried, he could not move his body at all.

Like Feng Qingtian, he was controlled by An Luo's blood. Although he was a demon, An Luo was also a monster!!

Qiu never expected that the scale armor formed by the characteristics of countless monsters he had gathered in the years of continuous devouring and evolution, would not have any barriers to An Luo's teeth and blood!! He did not expect that the mutated death aura he input into An Luo's body did not cause An Luo to panic at all, nor did he let An Luo feel as fast as his opponent's ability to lose his body...

This is the first time he has encountered this situation.

While his body was controlled, a blood mist churned around An Luo's body. After the blood mist dissipated, another "Qiu" appeared in front of Qiu. The same green scales, the same strange eyes, the two black wings on the back, and the thirteen sword tails...

This is another "hate" that An Luo transformed into after absorbing Qiu's blood and gained the ability of Qiu in a short period of time!!

"You are so confident in your death breath, but you must know that not everyone has no power to resist your body. At least I can insist that I will not be hurt by death breath before I change me to you, and when I become you, these death breaths will not hurt me."

An Luo stared at Qiu and said coldly.

With Qiu's body under control and An Luo obtaining Qiu's ability and strength, the situation seems to be determined.

However……

After half a stick of incense, Qiu's body recovered and slowly flew to the front of An Luo's body.

It is said to be a corpse, but it is actually just a pile of rotten meat that is about to be corroded.

During the previous half-incense stick, An Luo became like this amid the terrifying cry.

"Remember, although you are a monster, I am also a demon. The blood of the demon is not so easy to drink. It will make you die faster than death..."

It seems to be sarcasm, and it seems to be self-deprecating.

At this moment, more than a hundred black-robed monks flew behind Qiu quickly.

They are monks of Tianyou Camp. In the past eighty years, the strength of Tianyou Camp has been even greater than before.

"Kill all those you see, and destroy all those you see!!"

Qiu pointed to the black bunker floating on his head, and repeated Xu Qingfan's orders coldly.

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Chapter completed!