Zhou Roulong fell on his back and looked at the sky.
The sky has not cleared up even after the rain, it is still gloomy and chilly. For cultivators, if the spirit of Qi can sense the third level of heaven, they will not be afraid of the cold and heat of the weather, but at the moment Zhou Roulong was shivering from the cold.
His physical strength was completely disintegrated, and he was now no different from an ordinary person. To be precise, he was worse than ordinary people. His life was hanging by a thread and he only had his last breath left.
So many methods, so many ultimate moves that haven’t been used yet!
Zhou Roulong was still muttering about this in his heart, but he wasn't too upset. I'm a bit unwilling to lose my life just because of a single line.
He is not here to compete for victory or death, he is here to gain more knowledge and satisfy his curiosity. It's just that the price is a bit high, and it cost my life.
What a pity, but what if I had to do it all over again? Let yourself know in advance that Lu Ping has such strength and that your life may be threatened. Would you still come here?
Zhou Roulong knew the answer without having to think about it. He would come, and he would be more active than this time.
Although he did not see more lost powers in Lu Ping as he wished, he did experience another world and another realm. This was different from what he had expected at the beginning, but even more beyond his imagination than he had expected at the beginning.
At this point, he was very satisfied, but after all, he was a little reluctant to give up on this life.
But there is no other way.
Zhou Roulong is a decisive person, and he doesn't feel much resentment at this point. He looked at the sky, savoring the chill in the air that he had not felt for a long time, and thought about his life.
The cultivators who were watching from a distance now gradually gathered around. How many of these people had good intentions and how many had malicious intentions? Zhou Roulong didn't bother to pay attention to them. No one with good intentions can save him; no one with any intentions can get anything from him. He was alone, with no magic weapon or panacea. Even if he had it, he would not care at all about the fate of these external possessions when he was about to die.
It's just that his head is blocking his sight, which is a bit annoying.
"Hey, would you please give in?" Zhou Roulong said with difficulty as he looked at the person hanging above him, looking at his face, and blocking his view.
"Not good." The man said, his head tilted and still looking at him like this.
Zhou Roulong has no temper. He has trouble talking now. Any three-year-old child can play with him as he pleases. He really doesn't have the ability to do anything else. He had no choice but to turn his head away and couldn't look at the sky. He didn't want to look at the face that would cause trouble for him before he died.
But the person who was causing trouble went on to say, "I didn't expect that I could actually pick up the bloodline of the Zhou family here."
Zhou Roulong had already turned his head away, but when he heard these words, he immediately turned back. He stared at this face carefully, but he could only confirm that he did not recognize it.
"Who is your Excellency?" he couldn't help but ask.
"It's not important." The other person said.
"How could you..." Zhou Roulong wanted to ask how the other party could recognize him. After all, he had nothing to fear when a person was about to die. This question was just to satisfy his curiosity. Unexpectedly, he only had time to say four words. The man suddenly raised his hand, and Zhou Roulong's next words seemed to be pulled away, and together with something in his body, they seemed to be disappearing.
This is?
A blood ball condensed in the palm of the man's outstretched hand. In addition, there were threads of blood gathering towards the blood ball. The other end of the blood line was connected to Zhou Roulong's body.
Zhou Roulong's vision was blurred instantly. How could he, who was seriously injured and on the verge of death, withstand having his blood drawn like this? He didn't even have time to call out the other person's name before he fell into death. The last thought that flashed through his mind was that he had been deprived of something useful after all.
As Zhou Roulong's life ended, the one who took his blood immediately stopped and looked at the small ball of blood in his palm with a look of regret.
All this happened very quickly, but it was also seen by others. These people had lingering fears about Zhou Roulong's strength, and those who stepped forward were more hesitant and hesitant. There was only one person who was very decisive. After confirming the surrounding situation, he immediately stepped forward. By the time the others reacted, he had already finished the job quickly.
The strange blood ball made everyone stunned again, but the man disappeared in the blink of an eye.
In the forest beside the road, behind a big tree, Wei Tianqi looked at Lu Zheng, who had suddenly returned with a ball of blood in his palm. He tried hard to hide the fear in his eyes and hurriedly turned his eyes away, but the corner of his eye was still there. Still saw Lu Zheng take out a vial from his arms, carefully pour the blood cells into his arms, carefully put them back into his arms, and then look towards him.
"It's a rare unexpected discovery that you can't miss. It's just a pity that it's missing a little bit," Lu Zheng said.
"What is that?" Wei Tianqi asked pretending to be calm.
"The blood of the Zhou family," Lu Zheng said.
"Zhou family? Which Zhou family?" Wei Tianqi was stunned.
"The most famous Zhou family in mainland China." Lu Zheng said.
Wei Tianqi was stunned again and couldn't help but look out of the forest again, watching the body lying on the ground gradually being surrounded by the crowd.
There are countless people with the surname Zhou in the mainland, and there are many masters and families with the surname Zhou among cultivators. But to be the most famous, there is only one answer in everyone's mind, and this answer is even more clear to Wei Tianqi.
Because that is the greatest pride of their Nantian College. Three generations of the Zhou family occupy an important position in Nantian College.
The four major colleges are not anyone's private property, and they will not be hereditary like the family. However, three generations of the Zhou family have become the top leaders of Nantian College. It is because of their true talents and knowledge, and because of their contribution to the college. No one Not convinced by this.
The Zhou family, which has taken root in Nantian College, can be said to have a prosperous future. But the person just now was full of weirdness. It was impossible to associate such a person with the orthodox Zhou family. But Lu Zheng said so confidently that Wei Tianqi did not dare to have the slightest doubt. He has not been at Nantian College for a long time, and his knowledge is still very limited.
Lu Zheng, who carefully put away the ball of blood, never looked at the people outside the forest, and his eyes were already focused on the direction in which Lu Ping and his group left.
For him, now was the perfect time to complete the mission. Chu Min was seriously injured, and Lu Ping would definitely be severely damaged by such a battle. As for the others, they were not much of a threat.
But... Lu Zheng's eyes turned to another place. He hid in the darkness and paid attention to everything around him. Early in the morning, he discovered the lord of Zhiling City, Long Kuan, and his bodyguards. After Lu Ping and others left, they followed him immediately.
