Gods: Start with Goblins

"You want to take a bad breath and go to deal with the Blood Drinking Sect. Do you really think that Xue Changtian is already the Holy See? If he is really in the same realm as me, why did he bow his head again and again today and left in embarrassment just now? ?”

Sheng Jingdao shook his head and said seriously.

"What do you mean?" These leaders were all confused. Judging from the meaning behind Shengjing Dao's words, could it be that Xuechangtian was not the Holy See? It's just that they have been with Xuechangtian for several days. Xuechangtian does have the pressure of the Holy See. This cannot be faked, and it is not possible that the secret will not be exposed for several days.

But what Sheng Jingdao said is indeed reasonable. Both parties are in the realm of the Holy See. What is Xue Changtian afraid of? Xue Changtian even has more than a hundred of their leaders as helpers. If the Shengtian Sect really gets into a fight and they can't get any benefits, as long as Luo Dan doesn't use formations to help the Shengtian Sect.

"Xue Changtian is not the Holy See, but just a false saint. Because he was afraid that he would not be able to defeat the Holy Heaven Gate, he forcibly raised his level. The promotion of a quasi-sage to the Holy See will have great sequelae, and it will not be recognized by the laws of heaven. , and even become obsessed with it.”

Sheng Jingdao looked at everyone's confusion and simply explained: "But Xuechangtian is a demonic sect. It is a demon that can naturally resist the symptoms of being possessed, so you can't see the clues. However, if there is a fight, Xuechangtian will The sky can’t hold it together.”

"So that's it." At this moment, these leaders understood. Perhaps they were still puzzled before as to why Xue Changtian ran faster than anyone else just now. It turned out that he was just a false saint. Facing the real statue of Shengjingdao, The Holy See is naturally timid and afraid.

"If you want to survive, you must eradicate the Blood Drinking Sect, otherwise there is no need to talk." Sheng Jingdao waved his hand and asked these leaders to think carefully.

More than a hundred people fell into silence. If there was only one false saint in the Blood Drinking Sect, then they would naturally not be afraid and could destroy it easily.

At this time, there is a deep conflict with Shengtianmen. If we don't seize this opportunity, are we really going to fight to the death with Shengjingdao? They don't have that strength.

So without thinking for a long time, most of the heads have already agreed: "Okay, we will go immediately and we will definitely give Shengtianmen a satisfactory explanation."

"Okay, it's best not to be lazy in the middle, because the Blood Drinking Sect will definitely escape from Zhongzhou as soon as possible. If you get there late, you won't be able to catch up."

Sheng Jingdao breathed a sigh of relief. With more than a hundred sect leaders helping him deal with the Blood Drinking Sect, a big stone finally fell to the ground. After all, he was also a false saint. It was too difficult to completely eradicate the Blood Drinking Sect. But with the help of these people, it becomes effortless.

After watching more than a hundred people leave, Sheng Canghe and others couldn't help but said: "Master, you shouldn't let them go. After all, they were unfavorable to Shengtianmen before, so you only let them redeem their merits?"

Sheng Jingdao rolled his eyes at Sheng Canghe, and he was not willing to let go of those more than a hundred people easily, but he was also a false saint, and it was not easy to take advantage of those leaders. On the contrary, if he really broke his face , but it is Shengtianmen who suffers, and it will only benefit the fisherman of Blood Drinking Sect.

"I am not the Holy See." There were many people in the hall, and Sheng Jingdao used his spiritual consciousness to transmit his voice and told Saint Canghe about his realm. Saint Canghe was stunned after learning that he had been thinking for the past two days. The leader broke through to the Holy Seat, and it turned out that he was deceiving people.

And even he was kept in the dark, but it was a good thing to be able to solve the predicament of Shengtianmen. Now he only has to wait for the Blood Drinking Sect to fight with those more than a hundred sects, and Shengtianmen does not have to lose anyone. , it must be worth it, Sheng Canghe is already relieved.

Sheng Jingdao is a false saint. Apart from the other four masters present, only Sheng Canghe is aware. Of course, Shengjing Daosi and Sheng Canghe are not worried that Sheng Canghe will leak this matter. After all, the other party is a saint. The deputy head of Tianmen is very loyal to Shengtianmen.

On the other side, more than a hundred sects fell into deep thought after leaving the Shengtian Sect: "Really want to deal with the Blood Drinking Sect? Even if Xue Changtian is a false saint, we will suffer heavy losses once they fight."

"In order to calm down the anger of the Holy Sect, we have to do this!" The leading sect leaders sighed: "Besides, who put us in trouble? All of this is the work of the Blood Drinking Sect. Even if it is not for the Shengtian Sect, we will It’s time to seek justice for yourself.”

When a group of people rushed to the Blood Drinking Sect, Xue Changtian had already fled with more than a thousand people from the Blood Drinking Sect. There was nothing in the sect. Originally, the Blood Drinking Sect had been hiding here and there in Zhongzhou. This sect It is also a temporary building, so there is no loss in abandoning it.

More than a hundred sect leaders were furious and clenched their fists: "It's exactly what Sheng Jingdao said. The Holy Seat of Xuechantian is indeed a bluff. We are really being fooled around, but the Blood Drinking Sect must not have escaped far. I will definitely be able to catch up if I chase you now.”

After an hour of chasing, a group of sect leaders finally caught up with the Blood Drinking Sect. Everyone immediately used their magical powers to surround more than a thousand people in the Blood Drinking Sect.

The occurrence of this scene also made Xue Changtian annoyed, because there were too many super disciples in the sect, which delayed their escape, otherwise they would not have been caught up by these leaders, but at this time nothing could be said It's too late, there will be a battle between the two sides.

The leading sect leaders walked towards Xue Changtian and sneered: "You have tricked us so badly, and you want to just throw your hat in the ring and walk away? You Blood Drinking Sect must pay the price."

"It's not my fault, it's because you sect leaders are too stupid. We just fooled you a few words, and you got angry and turned against the Shengtian Sect."

Xue Changtian didn't hide it, and sneered unceremoniously: "Why do you think that the Blood Drinking Sect is afraid of you with the strength of the crowd? At least I am still a strong man of the Holy See, and I don't want to be with you. Shengtianmen is our enemy, but it’s easy to deal with you.”

"Keep pretending, today I just want to experience the power of the Holy See." The heads of the group were dismissive. After the guidance of Shengjingdao before, they did not believe that Xue Changtian was the Holy See. Would the Holy See really escape in such a mess? Not even the newly established sect.

Xue Changtian felt uneasy, why were these more than a hundred people so confident? It seems that they have seen through that he is just a false saint. How did they know this? Even among the Blood Drinking Sect, only a few elders knew about it, but they obviously would not reveal it to these leaders.

He thought of a possibility. Could it be that after Shengjingdao broke through the Holy Seat, he could easily see through his own cultivation? Everything seems to be explainable. No wonder I took more than a hundred sect leaders to Shengtianmen today, and even if I repeatedly gave in to Shengjing Dao, I still couldn't reconcile.

"Have you figured it out?" The leaders said with a playful smile: "A fake saint is still pretending? Let's see how long you can pretend. Facing the attack of more than a hundred of us, if you can withstand ten rounds, you will be considered a winner. "So what if I'm not the Holy See? At least I have twenty quasi-sages in my Blood-Drinking Sect, and together you have forty, so how can you ensure that no one is lazy? If you are willing to fight with me, our Blood-Drinking Sect can share the same hatred. Obviously More than a hundred of you can’t reach it.”

Xue Changtian's eyes were dark, but he did not lose his mind after being exposed: "Think carefully, is it worth fighting to the death with the Blood Drinking Sect? You can't afford this price, it's better to let us leave. All the previous grudges and grudges will be forgotten. lay down."

"Put it down? What you said is simple. You have tricked us to this point!" Everyone was angry. Xue Changtian's words were arrogant. After all, there was no loss to the Blood Drinking Sect. They could run away if they were discovered. However, they The sect cannot do it.

Of course, these more than a hundred sect leaders also know that it is not worth fighting against the Blood Drinking Sect. After all, they will not gain anything if the Blood Drinking Sect is destroyed or escapes. However, the Blood Drinking Sect is the most important bargaining chip at the moment. If they want to offset the Shengtian Sect, Anger must take action.

"Are you really not going to give in?" Xue Changtian took a deep breath and looked at the more than a thousand people in his sect. He was naturally unwilling to make sacrifices for no reason, but if these leaders insisted on not retreating, they could only do so today. He went on a killing spree, even if his pseudo-holy realm fell.

More than a hundred heads shook their heads, and everyone took out their imperial soldiers. If the Blood Drinking Sect is to blame, blame the Shengtian Clan for not giving him a way to survive. This has nothing to do with them. They just want to calm down the anger of the Shengtian Clan. , after all, they still have to survive in Zhongzhou.

Xue Changtian suddenly laughed, and there was a chill in his eyes: "What happened to the false saint? That is also the Holy See. Although it is no match for the real Holy See, it is a hundred times stronger than you quasi-sages. I am willing to pay the price of going crazy, without drinking. The Blood Sect takes action, and I will fight all of you on my own."

"What?" More than a hundred heads were shocked when these words came out. Xuechangtian's words were too loud, but they also made all the heads shudder. Indeed, even if Xuechangtian is not the real Holy See, I am afraid that the information in his hands is It is also extremely powerful, and the outcome of this battle is unpredictable.

Xue Changtian used his magical power, and the power of the law gathered at one moment, and then struck out again at the next moment. It was a strong deterrent to more than a hundred sect leaders, but after all, there were more than forty quasi-sages among them. , but it was successfully blocked.

Even though it was just one blow, Xue Changtian felt that the blood was flowing backwards in his entire Dantian. Originally, he was already on the verge of becoming a demon by forcefully breaking through the holy throne. It was only because of the unique mental method of the demonic way that he was able to stabilize himself. However, at this time, he used a little force, and there was a need. Obsessive trend.

An elder hurriedly stepped forward and dissuaded: "Master, you must not do anything again, otherwise you will definitely lose your mind and become a demon. We, more than a thousand disciples of the Blood Drinking Sect, will escort you to fight your way out. As long as you live, , there is still hope for the Blood Drinking Sect.”

"Since I forcibly broke through the realm, I have known that I am about to die. Instead of lingering for hundreds of years, it is better to kill today and gain a glimmer of life for the middle gate."

Xue Changtian shook the elder away and said loudly: "Disciples of the Blood Drinking Sect, listen to me. Everyone needs to step back a thousand meters. After I fight with them, quickly escape from Zhongzhou. I hope you disciples can practice hard. One day I will return to Zhongzhou and rebuild the Blood Drinking Sect."

Seeing the disciples of the sect retreating, Xue Changtian turned around and stared at the more than a hundred sect leaders. He sneered and then directly sacrificed his entire Dantian to become a demon. In an instant, his whole body erupted with a terrifying aura, which directly enveloped the surroundings. The avenues and laws are fearful.

"No, he has really gone crazy." Everyone exclaimed. They knew that Xue Changtian was equivalent to blood sacrifice of the entire Dantian, in order to raise the realm of the false saint to the Holy Seat. This is undoubtedly You have to pay a huge price, or even die directly.

More than a hundred sect leaders were afraid and fled in all directions, saying: "Xue Changtian wants to die with everyone. Run away quickly. If you don't run away, you will die."

At this time, Xue Changtian cannot be beaten at all. I am afraid that even if a real Holy See comes, it will also be very difficult for Xue Changtian who has fallen into mania. More than a hundred leaders must temporarily avoid the edge. Xuechangtian will sacrifice the entire At the cost of Dantian, this strength will not last long.

Xue Changtian looked at these leaders with disdain, trying to escape from his grasp? In just the blink of an eye, a Quasi-Saint leader appeared in front of him, and struck out with a palm filled with thousands of demonic energy. Even if we tried all the methods of the Quasi-Saint, it was of no avail, and he was dying with just one move.

This scene was seen by other escaping heads, and the fear in their hearts became even heavier. They were afraid that they would run a step slower and use various magical powers to increase their strength. However, they were vulnerable to the possessed Xue Changtian. One minute had passed. He defeated four or five people in succession.

"What should we do?" The remaining leaders looked frustrated. As the strongest men in Zhongzhou, they had not been as timid as they are today for too many years.

Everyone knows that Xuechangtian intends to drive everyone away. Judging from the speed of their escape, unless they can escape from Zhongzhou within an hour, there may be a glimmer of hope, otherwise they will not be able to escape from Xuechangtian's grasp. Waiting for the end of death.

For many sect leaders, they naturally do not want to perish, but facing a demon that is stronger than the Holy See, and even thinking of death, they are helpless. Just when everyone is walking on pins and needles, suddenly one of them suddenly The leader responded with a plan.

"We can't defeat Xue Changtian, but we can divert the trouble eastward. As long as we escape to Shengtianmen, Shengjingdao will have to take action against Xuechangtian. Fight them between the holy seats!"

When the remaining leaders heard this, their eyes suddenly lit up, and they thought this move was a good idea. In a short time, they had already lost more than thirty people. It would not take half a stick of incense to kill even one of the more than a hundred leaders. There is nothing left, and only by going to Shengtianmen can there be a glimmer of hope.

"Let's all flee to the Holy Heaven Gate!" As one of the leaders roared, the others, who were originally like headless flies, all changed their direction of escape at this moment.

"Well, before I die, I also want to kill the Shengtianmen together!" Xue Changtian smiled playfully while chasing him, his eyes were full of bloodlust. At this time, he was like looking at ants on the chopping board, but he was not in a hurry. I want to kill them and watch them jump to their heart's content.

It is more than a hundred miles away from Shengtianmen. The worst of these leaders are half a step closer to the realm of the Holy See. They can run at a speed of one minute and a kilometer. It only takes half a stick of incense to reach the mountain gate of Shengtianmen. , less than half of the original more than one hundred people remained.

The moment they saw the Holy Sky Gate, a glimmer of hope emerged in the eyes of the remaining sixty or so heads, and they rushed into the Holy Sky Gate desperately. (End of chapter)