In the next half month, Luo Heng visited the three major Nirvana Stage areas of Ruined City.
Bloody Hand Li Tu's territory is at East City, where there is a "Blood Hand Pavilion" who specializes in the murder business.
Witch Yin Ji's territory is at West City, and there is a "Yin Ghost Cave" there. On the surface, it sells information, but in fact, it sells everything.
Mad Blade Duan Yue's site is at South City, and there is a "Mad Blade Pavilion" there, which collects protection fees, oh no, "Collects management fees."
Luo Heng Visit each one.
On the first day, he went to Underground Trading Market near East City Blood Hand Pavilion.
The same routine, the same "accidentality".
Only this time, what he revealed was not dozens of Nirvana Pill, but two hundred.
Neatly packed in a cloth bag, they were all red and red, and you could smell the fragrance from three streets away.
At that moment, the entire trading place was quiet.
Then, it exploded.
"Dear me! Two hundred Nirvana Pill!"
"Which family does this Tama belong to? Does your family own a mine?"
"Where are the Blood Hand Pavilion people? Come quickly! There is a big fat sheep!"
Luo Heng calmly put away the bag, bought some small things, and left slowly.
That night, at least fifty people squatted outside the inn where he stayed.
From Form Creation Stage to the Creation Realm, we have it all.
There are even two Half-Step Nirvana Stage.
Luo Heng opened the window, looked at the dark crowd outside, and smiled.
"Everyone, staying up so late is not good for your health."
No one spoke, but the light in those eyes was brighter than the stars in the night sky.
Luo Heng sighed.
"Okay, since you don't want to sleep, I will play with you."
He took one step forward and jumped out of the window.
That night, the residents of Ruined City East City district heard screams all night long.
The next morning, people found that the street outside the inn was clean.
Not even a drop of blood.
But none of the fifty or so people who were squatting came back.
Luo Heng was sitting on the first floor of the inn having breakfast, feeling very good.
"Boss, here's another basket of steamed buns."
Thin Old Man served the steamed buns and hesitated to speak.
Luo Heng glanced at him and said with a smile, "Just say whatever you want."
The old man hesitated for a moment and said in a low voice, "Little brother, if you do this, Blood Hand Pavilion may not be able to sit still."
Luo Heng took a bite of the bun and said vaguely, "If you can't sit still, just sit still. I didn't stop them."
Old man. "..."
Is this young man really not afraid of death, or does he have something to rely on?
But he didn't ask any more questions and quietly withdrew.
In the days that followed, Luo Heng followed the same pattern.
West City Yin Ghost Cave's trading place, he went.
He also went to South City Mad Blade Pavilion's underground auction.
It's the same routine every time, first keep a low profile, then "accidentally" reveal your wealth, and then wait for the fish to take the bait.
The only difference is that the number of Nirvana Pill exposed each time is different.
Sometimes it was two hundred, sometimes it was three hundred, and the most he revealed was five hundred.
He thought these people would be smarter and then think of a new way to fish, but he didn't expect...
Everyone in the trading place went crazy.
The number of "hunters" who followed us grew from a few dozen to hundreds.
From the very beginning Creation Realm to Half-Step Nirvana Stage, I can no longer sit still.
Luo Heng We welcome all comers.
Whoever comes, whoever dies.
Kill them all.
Leave no one behind.
He is like a ruthless harvester, harvesting crop after crop of Ruined City "hunters".
Half a month down
He killed three Half-Step Nirvana Stage.
Killed seventeen Creation Realm.
Killed countless Qi Creation Stage and Form Creation Stage.
Those who had originally made up their minds finally came to their senses.
Where is this fat sheep?
This horse is a god of death!
So, starting from the tenth day, Luo Heng found that no one followed him when he went out.
When he went to the trading market, the stall owners looked at him differently. They no longer looked at the fat sheep, but at the God of Plague.
As he walked on the street, people around him automatically gave way to avoid getting too close to him.
When he returned to the inn, even the "hunters" who stayed there all year round disappeared.
Luo Heng is a little disappointed.
"This is gone?"
He stood at the door of the inn, looked at the empty street, and sighed.
"I thought I could cut a few more crops."
Thin Old Man listened with his lips twitching.
This young man is really ruthless.
In half a month, he killed hundreds of people, and almost all Ruined City's "hunters" were wiped out by him.
Now it's not enough?
That night, Luo Heng was counting the loot in the room.
Spatial Pouch are piled up on the ground, densely packed, at least there are more than two hundred.
He opened them one by one, poured out the contents, and sorted them into categories.
Pure Yuan Pill, piles and piles, piled up into hills.
He counted and his eyes lit up.
"Four.8 million!"
"Including the previous ones, it's over five million!"
More than five million Pure Yuan Pill!
Since he obtained the system, he has not signed so many Pure Yuan Pill in total!
Although Pure Yuan Pill is no longer the most important resource to him now, seeing so much money piled in front of him gives him a sense of satisfaction that cannot be described in words.
"As expected, it's faster to steal... and borrow more!"
Luo Heng lay on the bed, looked at the ceiling, and smiled like a fool.
"It feels so good! It feels so good!"
In addition to Pure Yuan Pill, there are also various elixirs, materials, weapons, and martial arts.
Low-end Spirit Treasure, a dozen pieces.
Intermediate Spirit Treasure, three pieces.
Although he can't use it, he can bring back Luo Family.
The most important thing is Nirvana Pill.
He specially packed it with a Spatial Pouch and counted it.
"Three hundred and twenty-four."
In addition to the Nirvana Pill he got from signing in before, excluding the 150,000 given by Qingzhu, he has already "earned" nearly 7,000 pieces.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk..."
Luo Heng smacked his lips.
If the three Ruined City were to know that the people in their territory had contributed so much to them, I wonder if they would be mad to death.
Thinking of those three people, Luo Heng rolled his eyes.
In the past half month, he has visited all the territories of the three major forces and killed many people.
But those three people didn't show up.
Bloody Hand Li Tu didn't come.
Witch Yin Ji didn't come.
Mad Blade Duan Yue didn't come either.
It's as if hundreds of their men died and it has nothing to do with them.
"I can bear it."
Luo Heng sat up and touched his chin.
"It seems we need to add more fire."
He thought for a while and took out a piece of Jade Slip from System Space.
He "borrowed" this from some unlucky guy a few days ago. There is a blank space inside, which is perfect for writing.
He thought for a while and carved a line of words:
"I have heard about the Blood Hand Pavilion for a long time, so I came here to visit you. If you are sincere, you can come to West City Ruins to tell me.
--Xiao Yan"
After carving, he waved his hand and Jade Slip turned into a stream of light and flew in the direction of East City Blood Hand Pavilion.
Then he took out two more blank pieces Jade Slip.
The second piece is given to Witch Yin Ji.
"I have heard for a long time that Yin Ghost Cave has unparalleled information, so I came here to ask for advice. If you are sincere, you can come to West City Ruins.
--Xiao Yan"
The third piece is given to Mad Blade Duan Yue.
"I've heard about the Mad Blade Pavilion's reputation for a long time, so I came here to discuss it. If you are sincere, you can come to West City Ruins to talk about it.
--Xiao Yan"
Three streams of light flew in three directions: east, west, and south.
Luo Heng clapped his hands and stood up.
"Done."
He walked to the window and looked toward the west of the city.
There is a ruins there, which he set foot on a few days ago. The terrain is open and suitable for fighting.
"Come on, come on, everyone."
A smile twitched at the corner of his mouth.
"Let me see how long you can endure it."
A night of silence.
The next day, Luo Heng went downstairs to have breakfast as usual.
There were a lot fewer people in the inn than usual. Those who used to come here every day to drink and brag were all gone today.
Thin Old Man served the buns and whispered, "Little brother, are you still going out today?"
Luo Heng took a bite of the bun and said, "Come out, why don't you come out?"
The old man hesitated for a moment and said, "It's a little uneasy outside today."
"It's not peaceful?" Luo Heng raised his eyebrows.
The old man lowered his voice and said, "Last night, Blood Hand Pavilion, Yin Ghost Cave, and Mad Blade Pavilion, there were people coming in and out. There was a lot of movement. I heard that those three may have to meet today."
"Oh?" Luo Heng's eyes lit up.
Meet?
Three Nirvana Stage meet together?
Are you discussing how to deal with him?
"That's a good thing." He smiled.
Old man. "..."
Is this young man really not afraid of death?
Luo Heng After finishing breakfast, he paid and slowly walked out of the inn.
People on the street saw him and gave way.
He walked in the middle of the road, arrogant and arrogant.
When passing by the Blood Hand Pavilion, he stopped and shouted inside:
"Hey! Where is your host? I'm Xiao Yan. Why don't you come out to meet me?"
There was a commotion in the Blood Hand Pavilion, but no one came out.
Luo Heng shrugged and continued walking forward.
When passing by Yin Ghost Cave, he shouted again:
"Where is Ghost Crone? I, Xiao Yan, am here to buy information and come out to pick up customers!"
There was also a commotion in Yin Ghost Cave, but still no one came out.
Luo Heng shook his head.
"It's boring."
He walked to South City and stood at the door of the Mad Blade Pavilion.
This time, he walked directly in.
In the hall of the Mad Blade Pavilion, a dozen masters of the Creation Realm were discussing matters. When they saw him coming in, they were all stunned.
Luo Heng glanced at them and said with a smile, "Where is your host?"
No one spoke.
Luo Heng sighed.
"Okay, then I'm leaving."
He turned around, walked to the door, and looked back again.
"By the way, let me tell you, the poster, that I am waiting for him at West City Ruins. If he doesn't come today, I will continue to come tomorrow. If he doesn't come tomorrow, I will continue to come the day after tomorrow."
"Anyway, I have plenty of time."
After saying that, he walked away.
Behind him, the masters of the Mad Blade Pavilion looked at each other.
Who is this riding horse? Xiao Yan from outside?
So arrogant?!
West City Ruins
Luo Heng sat down on a big rock, crossed his legs and basked in the sun.
He waited for half an hour, but no one came.
After waiting for an hour, no one came.
After waiting for two hours, the sun began to set in the west, but still no one came.
Luo Heng stood up and stretched.
"It seems that I won't be coming today."
He was about to leave when he suddenly sensed three auras approaching quickly.
One, the breath is fierce, with a strong smell of blood.
Together, the breath is cold and cold, like a ghost.
Together, the aura is domineering and sharp.
The three breaths are all Nirvana Stage!
Luo Heng's eyes lit up and he turned around to look where he came from.
"Coming!"
Three figures fell into the ruins almost at the same time.
A burly middle-aged man, with a faint bloody mist lingering around his body, and eyes as fierce as a wolf, he must be Blood Hand Li Tu.
Witch Yin Ji is a stooped old woman, leaning on a Pitch-Black Cane, exuding a cold aura.
Mad Blade Duan Yue is a middle-aged man with a long knife on his back, a resolute face, and sharp eyes like knives.
The three people finished the glyph, surrounding Luo Heng in the middle.
Bloody Hand Li Tu spoke first, his voice hoarse and unpleasant:
"Xiao Yan, right? I heard that you killed many people on my territory?"
Luo Heng looked at him and smiled.
"Yeah, what's wrong?"
Bloody Hand Li Tu's eyes turned cold.
"You're looking for death!"
Luo Heng is still smiling.
"I don't know if I'm looking for death, but I know that if you don't come again, I'm going to go sit in your house."
Witch Yin Ji snorted coldly and said, "Arrogant junior! Today is the day you die!"
Mad Blade Duan Yue said nothing, but slowly drew out the long knife from behind.
The blade was pitch black and the blade glowed with cold light.
Luo Heng looked at them and his smile became even brighter.
"It should have come a long time ago."
He stood up and dusted his clothes.
"I've waited for you until the flowers withered."