The myth of crossing the heavens

For the future development of Ming Huazong, it is necessary to kill chickens and monkeys.

"But why did the four of them come together?"

Yi Qingchen murmured in his heart: "It stands to reason that no matter which one it is, it should want to monopolize the 'Book of Heaven'. How could it be a joint attack?"

If it was him, he would definitely strike first, grab the things in his hands before talking.

After all, Minghuazong is not Qingyunmen, and the four must join forces to fight.

But there is another possibility, that is, the praying mantis that no one wants to be the first to attack.

I'm afraid that the first one will be targeted and killed by the other three.

At this time, Nian Laoda had brought his disciples to the front of the four factions, more than a hundred people gathered together, the number of people was more than the total number of the four sects of the Devil's Cult combined.

The momentum is completely opposite.

The elder took a deep breath, cupped his hands and said: "My friends, my suzerain doesn't like to see outsiders, everyone, please go back."

"Boss, our Holy Cult sects have always been one. Your blood refining hall is so powerful that you don't even pay attention to our four sects?"

The person who spoke was a tall and strong man, with a serious face, imposing manner, and extremely strong strength.

The disciple leader of Changshengtang.

"That's right, we are all little people, it doesn't matter if we don't see each other normally, but now we are here under the order of our sect, if we don't see each other, it will be despise our four sects."

The leader of the Hehuan Sect is a charming mature woman, she said with a coquettish smile, "It won't be too late when the Blood Refining Hall regains its prestige of the black-hearted old man."

The elder was annoyed and angry, and also a little bit ashamed.

"The Blood Refining Hall no longer exists, and now there is only the Minghua Sect."

The old man said in a deep voice: "Minghua sect has nothing to do with the holy religion, please don't say anything in the name of the holy religion. In addition, I advise you to leave as soon as possible before you make a big mistake. , otherwise, if you offend our suzerain, you will all die here today."

"Hahaha……"

A bald monk, the leader of the Ghost King Sect, laughed loudly: "I have heard a lot of threats from killing monks, but this is the first time I have encountered someone as young as you who has no skills and dares to threaten you."

His face turned cold: "Boss, what do you think of our Holy Cult? Since the establishment of the Holy Cult, there have only been dead Holy Cult ghosts. When has there been someone who can quit the Holy Cult?"

"The Blood Refining Hall was also the largest sect in the Holy Church back then, how come it has become so weak and incompetent now?"

The leader of the Changshengtang said contemptuously: "If you want to quit the Holy Cult, then first hand over the whole body that the Holy Cult gave you!"

"Shameless villain, hand over the cultivation that the Holy Church gave you!"

……

The voices of shouting and cursing continued to resound from the Demon Cult crowd, full of sarcasm.

The elder brother's face became more and more serious, and he clenched his hands tightly, wishing to kill him now.

It's just that he didn't dare.

When the elder was born in the decline of the Blood Refining Hall, he only understood the prosperity and prestige of the Blood Refining Hall from the teachings of his teachers and the legends of the holy religion.

But what he saw more was the prestige of Changshengtang, Wandumen, Ghost King School, and Hehuan School.

The Blood Refining Hall struggled to survive in the cracks of the four factions, and had suffered so much bullying and oppression from the four factions.

The elder is used to bowing his head.

The killing monk suddenly pretended to be surprised and asked: "We have been talking for so long and your suzerain still dare not come out to meet people. Could it be that he is a shrinking turtle?"

The complexions of many disciples of Ming Huazong changed drastically. Some were angry, some were ashamed, some were frightened, and some were annoyed...

The elder looked back and felt that the eyes of the suzerain seemed to be on his back.

He gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "Monk Killing, don't hold back your words. My suzerain is mighty and powerful, and he is a top expert in the world. Not to mention the small blood refining hall, even the ghost king sect is nothing. Be careful." Ghost King Zong led to great trouble."

"hey-hey……"

The killing monk sneered: "If you really have the ability, why don't you take action? Are dignified practitioners afraid of being ugly?"

"Bold!"

The elder brother had no choice but to show his loyalty.

The eyes suddenly became bigger and red, and a red light shot out.

The killing monk was already prepared, he swung his knife and slashed fiercely.

boom!
Chi Mang's big knife shook violently, almost hitting the killing monk back.

After all, the eldest brother is a figure who has mixed up with the leader of the Blood Refining Hall. Although he has not broken through to the "foundation establishment" state and is far behind the leaders of various factions, he can even bully Qi Hao, let alone a monk who killed life.

What's more, his current cultivation is stronger than when he faced Qi Hao in the original book.

One blow gained the upper hand, and the elder brother stopped, feeling a little touched in his heart.

It's only been over a year, and by taking the 'Condensing Yuan Pill', he has half stepped into the 'Foundation Establishment' realm, and the power of the 'Red Demon Eye' has been increased by nearly half, and the effect of the panacea is simply terrifying.

It doesn't take much, he will be able to step into the real master sequence in half a year.

"What's the use of staying in the Blood Refining Hall? It won't be too late to rebuild the Blood Refining Hall when I become stronger."

The old man thought to himself, and said in a cold voice: "Monk killing life, don't show off your ability anymore. I'll say it again, my suzerain doesn't like to see outsiders, so there's still time to go, otherwise you are looking for your own death."

The killing monk blushed, and his eyes couldn't help revealing a ferocious look.

Not only him, but the masters of all factions showed strange expressions.

Zhou Yin murmured: "As far as I know, his Red Demon Eye shouldn't be cultivated to this level. Its power is at least [-]% higher than what I saw last time. Ming Huazong has a big secret."

The blood-sucking old demon's expression changed, and he immediately flew up.

The other three looked at each other without moving.

"Nian Yuzhen, do you really want to destroy the Blood Refining Hall?"

A voice suddenly came from afar, carrying a cold emotion.

The old man trembled, and exclaimed in surprise: "The blood-sucking old..."

A ray of blood quickly pulled in from afar and crashed to the ground.

Rocks splashed, trees danced wildly.

Debris kicked up by the strong wind obscured the sky.

The old man's heart sank, and he said in a shy voice: "Senior, the Blood Refining Hall doesn't even have a decent master, so what can you do if you stand up, it's better to disperse."

The old vampire's face darkened, and the elder brother's heart skipped a beat.

Unexpectedly, the blood-sucking old demon didn't do it directly, but said: "Okay, I can ignore the matter of the Blood Refining Hall. For the sake of past affection, tell me the identity and secret of your suzerain, and I will spare you life."

The old blood-sucking demon looks extremely terrifying because of his cultivation skills, even if he speaks calmly now, it is scary.

The eldest brother bit the bullet and said: "Old ancestor, my suzerain has orders, no information is allowed to leak out, please forgive me for not obeying orders."

The blood-sucking old demon stared closely at the old man, and said coldly: "The inheritance of the poor black-hearted old man is so extinct, what use are you for!"

As soon as he raised his hand, blood shot at the elder brother.

The old man's complexion changed drastically, as if he was running backwards when the blood-sucking old demon made a move.

But the old blood-sucking demon's movements were too fast, and before he could escape, the bloody light had already hit him.

The old man felt cold in his heart.