Rakshasa's Schemes Touched His Bad Luck

"Since you're unwilling, then let's see who has the better skills!"

"Blood Killer, come, let's fight one more time!"

The Rakshasa Mercenary Group Leader was furious and shouted loudly.

"Snort!!!"

"Bring it on! I've never been afraid of bloodshed!"

The Blood Kill Hall Master snorted coldly, his eyes filled with a chilling and ruthless aura!

There was also a hint of resentment in it!

If it weren't for these two ants, he would have taken the Mysterious Yellow Stone Tablet long ago.

This is more than enough to forge a weapon that you truly desire!

It might even be enough to become his signature weapon!

Perhaps after several decades, even a hundred years of further refinement, it could be upgraded into an extremely powerful one.

Great Power Artifact Weapon!

And it can grow alongside him, so the future of this sacred artifact is promising.

But right now, these two are blocking our way!

We'll split it equally with him!

How could he bear this? How could he accept it?

He's just relying on his superior weaponry; he even dares to challenge a figure who's practically Half-step Great Power.

Equal status?

His cultivation level was fully revealed, resulting in a sea of blood and mountains of corpses!

Floating uncertainly in the void!

Surrounding the Blood Slaughter Body, it appeared as if it were a Killing Dao Divine Spirit!

The slaughter was so great that heaven and earth were overturned, and countless lives were lost!

It's terrifying!

Those three Dharma bodies, one black, one gold, and one red, each occupied a corner of the world!

The aftershocks are vast, and Divine Power is boundless!

Just as they were about to collide again, the Rakshasa Evil Ghost Body suddenly froze!

They quickly backed away!

It then charged towards the ancient Mysterious Yellow Ancient Stele, from which one of its giant black arms unfolded!

A sinister claw emerged and uprooted the ancient stele!

And without the slightest hesitation!

They fled immediately—extremely decisive!

However, the Vajra Arhat did not retreat, but instead chose to bravely step forward!

It collided violently with that blood-red Dharma body.

The Blood Kill Hall Master, realizing the situation too late, was immediately filled with shock and rage, his eyes wide open!

I'm so angry I feel like I'm going to spit blood!

He knew perfectly well that he had been tricked by the Rakshasa Mercenary Group Leader!

"Get out of here!"

The crimson Dharma body repelled it!

Just as the Blood Kill Hall Master was about to give chase, the Golden Body Arhat stepped forward once again!

It blocked it.

The middle-aged Arhat shook his head, sighed softly, and said:

"Amitabha!"

"Benefactor, why bother with this? Why not lay down your butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot!"

"You bald monk!"

"One way in front of you, another way behind your back!"

Unexpected!

You are also a despicable and cunning person, daring to join forces with that Rakshasa!

They conspired with me to deceive me!

The Blood Kill Hall Master was furious, his eyes fixed on him!

His face contorted with murderous intent!

"Okay, okay!"

"Today I will surely cut you, you bald monk, into a thousand pieces and tear you to pieces!"

Otherwise, I won't be able to quell the hatred in my heart!

From now on, if I ever see another bald monk, I will kill them all!

I am determined to fight you to the death, and I will bring you, these Buddhists—

Kill them all!

Enraged, the Blood Kill Hall Master has stopped searching for that Rakshasa!

Instead, they've set their sights entirely on middle-aged Arhats!

Enveloped by his own blood-red Dharma body, which had once again surged to a height of eight thousand feet!

They charged towards the enemy with a thunderous roar!

They seemed determined to kill him alive, a fight to the death!

The middle-aged Arhat had a bitter expression on his face!

He secretly glanced at the retreating Rakshasa Body!

They did not back down!

I continued forward, intending to stall him for a while longer!

At the same time, a soft sigh escaped his lips!

In the vast void, a murmur echoed—

"If I don't go to hell, who will?"

"Utterly hypocritical!"

The Blood Kill Hall Master was even more enraged!

On the other side!

The Rakshasa Mercenary Group Leader, who was fleeing at full speed, glanced back briefly!

Seeing that the so-called "senior brother" had actually stopped the Blood Kill Hall Master!

The anxiety that had been hanging in the air immediately subsided!

I was overjoyed!

In this way, this ancient stele made of Mysterious Yellow Stone—

It will be theirs!

Certainly!

If his "senior brother" unfortunately perished in that battle!

That would undoubtedly be even better.

Then he could monopolize this ancient stele and make it his!

It belongs to him alone!

Then!

Then one can refine this ancient stele into one's own Lifebound Artifact.

Let's grow up together!

He is now!

All you need to do is find a secluded spot in the No Man's Zone and hide there.

As long as the Blood Kill Hall Master doesn't find us, it's fine.

We just need to wait for that middle-aged Arhat to come, so we can share this stele equally with him!

"One month, just one month!"

He secretly pondered to himself, what if they hadn't found him after a month?

So--

Everything will be completely his.

At the same time, deep in his heart, he was silently praying!

Hopefully, the Blood Kill Hall Master can step up his game!

Ideally...

He managed to keep his senior brother here!

But just then!

"Moo!!!"

A distant, mournful mooing of a cow interrupted his joyful thoughts!

His brow furrowed immediately.

Look up!

A tall, elegant figure in white robes was seen sitting cross-legged atop a Green Ox.

Four hooves, treading through the void, were rushing toward him.

"Primordial Variant Species, from the Great Strength Ox Demon Clan?"

"Only at the True Venerable Realm/Boundary?!"

The Rakshasa's eyes revealed a look of contempt, and he couldn't help but sneer!

A mere calf at the True Venerable Realm/Boundary!

How dare they be so bold as to venture deep into this Ancient Battlefield!

Moreover, they dared to disturb his enjoyment!

Really--

Act recklessly!

As the man and the ox drew ever closer, a chill crept into the depths of his eyes.

He raised one hand!

There was billowing black mist, and the wailing of ghosts and wolves echoed around, exuding a chilling aura of death.

It seemed to come from the void--

A hideous, grotesque claw emerged and lunged at them.

It seems they're about to be crushed into a bloody mist!

Although he couldn't discern the Realm/Boundary of that white-clad figure at all!

But most likely they've practiced methods to conceal their presence and hide their aura!

After all!

The one he was riding was just a bull demon at the True Venerable Realm!

To use such a thing as a mount!

How powerful could his cultivation be!

In his opinion!

That Great Strength Ox Demon Clan, although they claim to be descendants of sacred beasts!

It flows with the noble bloodline of ancient times!

A force comparable to the sages of the human race, yet it has long since fallen into decline!

The strongest member of the clan is probably only at the Great Power realm.

With his current strength!

Even if he couldn't defeat them, he was confident he could escape if they really came looking for him!

Moreover, he had already planned to go into hiding for a while!

So--

Who cares what kind of cow it is, just kill it!

Just did it on a whim!

It's no big deal.

Hehehe!

"If you want to blame someone, blame..."

"You can only blame your bad luck!"

"Who told you to provoke me and make me unhappy!"

The Rakshasa sneered repeatedly!

It's as if I can already see that man and the ox, beneath his demonic claws...

It turned to dust!