Purple-robed Heavenly Master? The start was stalemate and someone dug him out

Chapter 70 Blood Pool!
Zhang Yi was besieged at Puguang Temple.

Many mountain gates are still rushing towards him, and this time they must kill the great demon who crosses the tribulation.

However, at the critical moment, the disciples of Longhu Mountain came to help.

On the back of the demonic dragon, hundreds of disciples carried peach wood swords and fell from the air with talismans.

"Ancestor who bullied me, could you ask me, a disciple of Longhu Mountain?"

"Ancestor, don't be afraid, disciples are here to help!"

"Looking for death, am I, the ancestor of Longhu Mountain, someone you can bully?"

Hundreds of disciples fell from the sky, standing with swords in hand and glaring in anger.

There are disciples in black robes, disciples in white robes, disciples in yellow robes, and a real man in red robes.

They range from a little Taoist boy who is just five years old and just holding a sword, to an old Taoist priest who is hundreds of years old like Zhang Qingsong.

Everyone looked at Zhang Yi in the air with excited expressions, this is the ancestor of Longhu Mountain, this is Master Daoxuan!

The demonic dragon soared into the sky and swooped down, while strong winds swept the earth and forced the enemy back.

Zhang Yi stared at Zhang Yi with huge eyes, his eyes seemed to say: Master, it's not too late for us to come, right?
Zhang Yi smiled faintly. Although he said nothing, he was very moved in his heart.

He has become a monster now, but he didn’t expect that Longhu Mountain would dare to support him in a big way. This is his own Longhu Mountain!

"Let me see who is bullying my ancestor!"

Similarly, Zhang Nu, who is wearing a red robe, is in the early stage of the Heavenly Realm. He has a red gourd in his arms and a Vajra Universe Umbrella in his hand.

Hundreds of Taoist priests from Longhu Mountain confronted each other.

The scene suddenly became serious, and the atmosphere was tense, but no one acted rashly.

Finally, it was Mr. Zhang from the 7th round who asked: "Zhang Nu, your move is to push Longhu Mountain into the abyss. Your move is to aid the evil! I advise you to bring back the disciples of the sect as soon as possible, otherwise the whole world will be afraid Both dragons and tigers will be enemies of you, do you Heavenly Masters know?"

Standing up to an evil spirit openly and honestly, is this what Longhu Mountain should do?
Unexpectedly.

Zhang Nu sneered, stepped out, held the Celestial Master's token in his hand, and said loudly: "The Celestial Master Longhu has an order, help the ancestor!"

Just three words are enough to tell the attitude of the entire Longhu Mountain.

Longhu Mountain has always been the most united force. If one person is bullied, the whole mountain will mobilize.

"You! You, Longhu Mountain, did such a perverse thing? Aren't you afraid of the people of the world and the way of heaven?" The elder was a little angry.

Now we are besieging Yaoxie, so what if he is Daoxuan Tianshi of Longhu Mountain, it is only a matter of time before he is killed.

But I didn't expect that such a large group of Longhu Mountain disciples would emerge at the critical moment.

There are many disciples in Longhu Mountain and their strength is extraordinary. If they really take action and want to kill Zhang Yi, it is absolutely impossible.

"Hmph, the Age of Ending Law is coming, and the way of heaven should also change!" Zhang Yi sneered.

The battlefield suddenly became tense, and no one dared to act rashly.

Even the protector of Kirigakure Sect was hesitant at this time.

His goal had been achieved. Now it was impossible to kill Zhang Yi, so he simply left with the people from Wuyinmen.

"Senior Monk, since the people of Longhu Mountain are willing to bear the burden of disobedience to the people of the world and to help this evil spirit, we will resign!"

After that, Kirigakuremon left the battlefield.

As soon as they left, the scene, let alone a war, started.

There are so many people from Longhu Mountain, one person and one sword are enough to cut them into sieves, making them impossible to fight.

"Daoxuan, follow me back to Lingyin Temple. Your actions will bring trouble to Longhu Mountain." Monk Yunfei continued to persuade.

Perhaps deep down in his heart, he really wanted to help Zhang Yi.

But how could he look back?

"No, maybe I will come to Lingyin Temple in the future, but definitely not now." Zhang Yi shook his head and refused.

If something happens to him now, Longhushan will suffer as well.

Now that the catastrophe is approaching, he must seize the time to improve his cultivation. There were hundreds of Longhu Mountain disciples helping out, as well as demonic dragons helping out, but the other party no longer dared to take action.

Zhang Yi simply flew to the ground, looked at the hundreds of Taoist priests in front of him, and took a deep breath: "Thank you very much."

Everyone hurriedly clasped their fists and bent down.

"Ancestor's words are serious. The ancestor is the ancestor of Longhu Mountain, and he is also our ancestor. Helping the ancestor is the long-cherished wish of all of us!"

"It's an honor to fight for our ancestors!"

"Being able to see Patriarch Daoxuan, my old Taoist, is worth it in this life!"

Everyone spoke one after another. In the hearts of many Taoist priests, Zhang Yi has been a light since hundreds of years ago.

He slayed demons, developed talisman formations, and various Taoist mystical arts.

In the end, he was attacked by Heavenly Dao, and the disciples knew everything clearly.

I have nothing but admiration for this ancestor!
Zhang Nu clasped his hands in his fists and said with some excitement: "Ancestor, the Heavenly Master said that the gate of Longhu Mountain will be opened for you at any time. You can come back if you want. In this world and this Heavenly Way, we cultivators are not afraid at all."

The matter of spiritual practice is to fight against heaven and earth, and to fight against oneself!

Zhang Yi nodded: "Find a chance to go back. I'll leave first. You guys should go back carefully."

After saying that, Zhang Yi held Zhang He next to him with one hand, and with the other hand, he grabbed Fazhao, who had already half-legged into hell.

When Yun Fei saw this, he wanted to stop him, but the two brothers Zhang Nu and Zhang Long stepped forward directly, with the swords in the hands of hundreds of disciples behind them eager to try.

"Ok?"

Yunfei had no choice but to give up, shook his head helplessly, and left under Fazhao's desperate eyes for help.

"Disciples, I, Zhang Yi, will keep this in mind for your help today! Thank you very much!"

After saying that, Zhang Yi escaped into the ground and left quickly.

All the disciples clasped their hands and said, "Best farewell to the ancestor!"

In the battle of Puguang Temple, all the demon monks were killed, and the strength of Zhang Yi and other demons was greatly improved.

Leaving Puguang Temple, Zhang Yi returned to Jiyin Corpse Raising Ground.

[Ding, reminder: The host's strength has reached a new high, and a new building has been opened: the blood pool! 】

[Blood Pond: It is formed by the Yin Qi from the place where Ji Yin raises corpses, and condenses the power of blood evil. Blood can be poured into the pool, where monsters can cleanse their marrow and improve their strength! 】

The next second, a pool appeared in front of Zhang Yi.

A bloody evil force rose up from the ground and hollowed out this black barren land.

A huge pool suddenly appeared, and the Yin Qi from the entire Jiyin Corpse Raising Ground spread towards it, like a whirlpool.

All the monsters came to watch, and the overwhelming Yin Qi and Bloody Evil Qi attracted their attention.

"What is the Corpse King doing?"

"I don't know, but this yin energy and blood evil force are so strong, my blood is boiling!"

"It's a pool. Is it used for bathing?"

Thousands of demons stared curiously.

The next moment, a large amount of blood suddenly emerged from the empty pool. The blood spread all over the entire pool, and the blood bubbles continued to rise and fall.

Zhang Yi lowered his head and glanced at the photo next to him.

In the latter's horrified expression, his throat was slit, and all the blood melted into the pool.

The blood pool is formed!

After the blood pool is formed, this evil force is simply the desire of all demons.

Zhang Yi opened his hands and walked down wearing a purple robe.

(End of this chapter)