Xiuxian: Beautiful Women Like Clouds

"Do you still want to force me to stay?" Zhao Sheng sneered repeatedly. He was sure that Lu Hao would never dare to do anything to him.

"Not only do I want to keep you, I also want to... kill you!" As soon as Lu Hao finished speaking, his figure disappeared from the spot, and when he appeared again, he was already in front of Zhao Sheng.

"Don't kill me!" Zhao Sheng looked at the fist that was rapidly enlarging in his eyes. He was so scared that his heart and courage were broken and his whole body was shaking.

"Puff!" A splash of blood splattered, and a large transparent hole was pierced in Zhao Sheng's chest. He looked at his chest in disbelief, and then fell to the ground with extreme unwillingness.

"My father...will never let you go!" Zhao Sheng's whole body was twitching, and with every word he spoke, large amounts of blood gushed out of his mouth.

"If he dares to come, your Zhao family will never have peace again." After saying this, Lu Hao kicked Zhao Sheng on the head.

"boom!"

Zhao Sheng's head exploded bloodily like a rotten watermelon. Many timid female monks couldn't help but cover their eyes.

"Oh my God, the young master of the Zhao family was actually killed!" Many cultivators present were shocked.

Lu Hao is so bold that he actually killed the young master of the Zhao family in public. Is he really not afraid of revenge?

"These two seats are for you!" Lu Hao flashed in front of Tang Yuwei and her sister, and gave them a gentle smile.

"Ah!" Tang Yuwei stared at him blankly with her beautiful eyes, an expression of disbelief. They had originally thought that Lu Hao was joking when he said he would help them grab a seat, but they didn't expect that he actually got it.

Lu Hao ignored the two girls' blushing faces, and directly held their round and perky buttocks. After a few flashes, he appeared on the seat below the inheritance tower.

Lu Hao occupied three seats by himself. Although some people were unhappy, no one dared to say it out loud. After all, this evil star had already made a great reputation and had previously said such domineering words about who would agree and who would disagree.

After all eight seats were occupied, the inheritance tower seemed to be reviving, with colorful energies continuously gushing out and finally spreading outward.

Lu Hao and the other eight were all enveloped by this energy. At the same time, the sound of the great Dao continued to echo in the ears of each of them, making their hearts gradually peaceful.

Everyone on the cliff focused their eyes on these eight people, and they were extremely excited to see what level of inherited spells these people would obtain, and whether the so-called holy-level spells would appear.

When the deep and sea-like sound of the Great Dao appeared, Lu Hao seemed to be in a trance for a moment. When he opened his eyes again, he found that the scene in front of him had changed dramatically.

The night sky was as dark as ink, as if the endless void had swallowed up all the colors.

Scarlet blood rained down from the sky, and Lu Hao accidentally got his head covered in blood, looking like a ghost.

"Where the hell is this place?" Lu Hao wiped the blood off his face and said with a depressed look.

He looked around and saw that it was an endless cemetery with tombstones everywhere. A faint black mist filled the air, giving it a spooky atmosphere.

Lu Hao hadn't taken two steps when he felt someone blowing cold air on his neck. He turned around but saw nothing.

He was a little confused. He came here to inherit magic, so how did he end up in a cemetery?

"Rustle!" A breeze blew, and the trees made strange sounds, as if the demon's arms were dancing.

"I'm here to pass on my magic." Lu Hao couldn't help but shouting in spite of the gloomy atmosphere, but the only response he got was a few crows startled away from the dead tree.

"Crack!" Lu Hao stepped on empty air, and the coffin below broke, revealing a skeleton that was almost weathered. The weapon in his hand had also turned into scrap metal.

"Is it a human or a ghost?" Lu Hao suddenly saw a figure flash past in front of him and couldn't help but shout.

"Hehehe...!" The skinny figure appeared in front of Lu Hao in a flash, and their faces were almost touching.

Lu Hao was startled at once. He hurriedly took two steps back before he could see the figure in front of him clearly. It was a skinny old man with sparse hair that was almost completely gone, sunken cheeks, and two ghostly lights appearing in his empty pupils.

"Dead, dead, all dead, hehe." The old man opened his eyes wide and laughed, with countless maggots flying out of his mouth.

"Everything is dead. Are you talking about these graves?" Lu Hao looked at the endless graves around him, and his mood unconsciously became heavier.

"Hehehe, everyone who comes here will die, including you." The old man suddenly turned around and looked at him viciously, with blood constantly flowing out of his dark green pupils.

"Who are you?" Lu Hao became alert quietly, and suddenly the old man attacked him, opening his bloody mouth and biting him.

Lu Hao's golden fist suddenly blasted out, knocking the old man back.

"This is a cursed land. You will die sooner or later, hehe..." The old man walked on all fours like an animal, laughing wildly as he ran.

"Could this guy be the spirit of the inheritance tower?" Lu Hao had a guess after a little thought. After all, all the people here were dead, so there was no reason for anyone to survive.

"But it looks like the spirit of the weapon has gone crazy. What happened back then that even the spirit of the weapon was driven crazy?" Lu Hao let out a light breath, feeling that the Celestial Clan was too weird.

Lu Hao slowly rose into the air and flew forward. After flying for a long time, he finally saw many balls of light in front of him.

Lu Hao stretched out his hand and forcibly grabbed a ball of light. It seemed to have vitality and struggled desperately to escape.

He closed his eyes and thought for a while, and found that there was actually a spell inside.

"Intermediate spell, Wind Blade!"

Lu Hao took a look at the introduction and let go of the ball of light, because he heard from Tang Yuwei that only one spell could be selected in this inheritance tower, and once selected, it would be automatically transmitted out.

"High-level spell, thunder!"

Lu Hao took a look at the introduction and decided to release the ball of light. This level of spell was indeed useful for ordinary people, but it was far from enough for him.

He looked forward and saw at least a thousand balls of light dancing in the sky. It would take a long time to see them all.

"Continuous climax!"

Lu Hao once again forcibly bound a ball of light, his mind immersed in it. This was a method to make women orgasm continuously. If it were any other time, he would definitely choose it, but this time he was looking for a saint-level spell.

Lu Hao really wanted to find that crazy old man to ask him something. After all, he was most likely the spirit of the weapon here and must know where the holy-level spells were hidden.

He finally saw the old man in a pile of bones, but he was still unconscious and could not ask any useful questions. He just kept cursing Lu Hao for being childless and for his son to be without an anus.

Upon hearing this, Lu Hao's face instantly turned dark and he almost went berserk.