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Chapter 137: Demon Suppression Division Experts Gathered - Alien God

The gate of Yinshan Sect.

There are towering ancient trees nearby.

Li Ji restrained his blood and energy, hiding in the darkness of the top branches, overlooking the entire Yinshan Sect.

Not only is this place secretive and safe, where no one will notice it, but it can also observe the pavilions and buildings of the entire Yinshan Sect at any time, and pay attention to the movements of the Weijian Tower which has occupied the sect's nest.

"Weijian Tower is interesting!"

Li Ji said in his heart.

The Lord of Weijian Tower, Qiu Shengzhen, actually dared to use the strength of the seventh level of Jiao Realm to plot against the Green Robe Patriarch who was at the eighth level of Jiao Realm. How bold he was.

The most important thing is that Qiu Shengzhen actually did it!

Not only did the Green Robe Patriarch die and the Holy Fire Order be taken away, but the Yinshan Sect was also quietly taken over by the Weijian Tower!

Moreover, he even had a plan of escaping. He planned to use the Yinshan Sect's new disciples to practice the magic blood method in order to confuse people and divert attention, thus escaping like a cicada.

It can be said that he is extremely bold and takes the unconventional approach to the extreme.

If he hadn't accidentally interfered, the Twelve Constellations would have controlled the Yinshan Sect, and Zhong Liang would have died in confusion without even having a chance to see the truth.

And Weijianlou successfully completed the plan and disappeared without anyone noticing.

The more Li Ji thought about it, the more he felt that Weijianlou's entire plan was extremely brilliant and meticulous!
Time passes slowly as I gradually sort out my thoughts.

Before I knew it, it was already dawn of the next day.

The entire Yinshan Sect is no longer as bustling as it used to be, but instead is eerily quiet.

The Disciple's Courtyard, the Library, the Main Hall Square... the only sound was the whistling sound of the mountain breeze, which made one feel indescribably creepy.

"It seems that these Yinshan Sect disciples have been killed!"

Li Ji looked down and already had the answer in his mind.

The magic of devil blood is to devour demons and monsters. I'm afraid that hundreds or thousands of disciples have already fallen into the stomachs of those in Weijian Tower last night.

However, these are demons and monsters killing each other, what does it have to do with a mortal like him.

The only thing he was worried about now was how to snatch the Holy Fire Order and how to take advantage of the situation between the Da Qi Demon Suppression Division and the Wei Jian Tower.

Time flies.

The day passed quickly.

Night fell again.

At this moment, it was raining heavily, with lightning and thunder, and the cold wind was biting.

Li Ji's gorgeous clothes with black patterns were wet and stuck to his body, just like a wolf hiding in a tree. This was the result of him deliberately not using his blood and energy to suppress the agitation of the demon soldiers.

If not, in this heavy rain, if you look carefully, you will definitely discover his presence, so how can you say he is hiding?

at this time.

Li Ji turned his head suddenly, and golden lines suddenly rose in his black and white eyes. The sharp golden eyes like an eagle pierced through the heavy rain curtain and looked down at the riverside at the foot of the mountain in the distance.

Several terrifying auras rushed straight towards the direction of Yinshan Sect, without concealing their auras. The sound of raindrops was replaced by sharp sounds of breaking through the air.

"Has the expert from Daqi Demon Suppression Division that Zhong Liang was looking for arrived?
Li Ji was slightly surprised.

He immediately compressed his restrained blood and energy again, his golden eyes turned back to black and white, and his aura was restrained to the extreme, like a rotten wood, hidden among the lush branches.

He was not planning to take part in the confrontation between the Da Qi Demon Suppression Division and the Wei Jian Tower.

After all, his plan was to fish in troubled waters, not to unite with the west to overwhelm the east.

The killing and fighting would be left to the masters of the Da Qi Demon Suppression Division. He only needed to lurk in the dark, wait for the right moment to snatch the Holy Fire Order and run away.

Just when Li Ji was lying there pretending to be a piece of shit.

The rain was getting heavier, the wind was whistling sharply, and four figures were rushing over from the foot of the mountain and the river in the distance. They were not stained by the rain or the mud, and they naturally slid to the ground through their hair and clothes.

In the blink of an eye, four figures appeared at the mountain gate.

The leader was an old man wearing a bright red official robe, with wild curly beard and holding a judge's pen in his hand. He exuded a terrifying aura and was intimidating without even getting angry.

On his left and right sides.

A young man in a black robe with unrestrained black hair and a scarlet mark between his brows.

A tall girl wearing flaming red armor, holding a red jade bow, with fluttering red hair. Behind them was the blue-shirted swordsman Zhong Liang.

“Sure enough, there is a breath of demonic blood rising to the sky!”

The red-armored girl looked at the Yinshan Sect coldly, her words filled with murderous intent.

She held the scarlet jade bow in one hand and pulled the bowstring with the other hand. Then a scarlet arrow with flashing light slowly appeared.

Then aim at the sky above Yinshan Sect.

Whoosh!
The bowstring sounded and the arrow shot out, cutting through the falling rain curtain, like a flaming phoenix roaring straight into the dark sky.

Rumble!
A wall of blood suddenly appeared above the Yinshan Sect, which was empty just a moment ago. Then the wall of blood squirmed and drooped, forming a huge blood-colored barrier that enveloped the entire Yinshan Sect.

Chi Chi Chi!
The Flame Phoenix was wiped out and disappeared.

At the same time, the blood-colored barrier was forcibly pierced, just like a thousand-mile dam collapsed by an ant hole. The entire blood-colored barrier gradually collapsed in the flames and turned into ashes.

The heavy rain poured down and landed between the pavilions and buildings of the Yinshan Sect.

"The magic of the devil's blood has been banned for hundreds of years. To this day, it is not an exaggeration to say that it has been lost."

“I never thought that I would not only see it today, but also see this great devil blood formation. This Qiu Shengzhen is really very capable!”

The bearded old man in a red official robe who was at the head snorted coldly.

"Such a method is truly extraordinary. Without the help of others, relying only on Qiu Shengzhen..."

The young man in black robe with a scarlet scarlet brow next to him sneered and spoke.

The corners of his mouth were stretched to his ears in a sneer, revealing a mouthful of sharp teeth, and he suddenly changed the subject.

"Zhong Liang, where is the brother who rescued you?"

"Please wait a moment, my lord. Brother Xiang should be nearby. I will call him out!"

Zhong Liang clasped his fists respectfully.

He was confused. He had clearly agreed to help him keep an eye on the movements of Weijian Tower, but...

"Brother Xiang! The masters of our Demon Suppression Division have arrived, please come and join us!"

"Xiang Sui, I have brought the spirit of the demon soldiers..."

Zhong Liang ran quickly, his body as fast as lightning, wandering in the rain, constantly calling out loudly.

But no matter how he shouted, there was no movement near the Yinshan Sect, and naturally there was no response.

"I'm afraid that when Weijian Tower was evacuated overnight, Brother Xiang had already been killed..."

Zhong Liang returned to the mountain gate, his expression full of self-blame.

It was hard to tell whether he was feeling sorry for Li Ji, whom he had only met once, or whether he was blaming himself for escaping with the honor that was about to be achieved.

"Don't let your imagination run wild. The Demon Blood Formation is still there. The owner of the Weijian Tower is very careful and meticulous. If he really evacuated overnight, he would not have left such an obvious flaw!"

The red-armored girl spoke coldly.

"I guess this person is either lurking in the dark or drifting away!"

The old man with curly beard in red official robe glanced around.

He continued in a deep voice: "According to your description, that creature is not a mortal at all, nor is it a descendant of an aristocratic family. It is very likely to be the golden-winged roc that the Three Saints Palace has been searching for. It is not something that a kid like Qiu Shengzhen can kill."

"Humph! The Three Saints Palace is an evil organization that is trying to rebuild the legendary Shituo Ridge and seize the destiny of heaven. If Da Qi was not weak now, how could they get away with it!"

The young man in black robe snorted coldly.

"You underestimate them! If they were allowed to find the Golden Winged Dapeng and rebuild Shituo Ridge, let alone the current Da Qi, even in its heyday, I'm afraid no one in the world would dare to stop them. After all, their goal has never been to awaken the sleeping [Alien God], but to... become [Alien God] themselves!"

The old man with curly beard and wearing a bright red official robe warned solemnly.

Whether it was the red-armored girl, the black-robed young man, or Zhong Liang, they all looked slightly shocked.

Alien God!

It is not the strange god that Qingzhou's strange god cult randomly fabricated based on human desires and evil thoughts!

Rather, it is the great terror hidden between heaven and earth, and the taboo in the cognition of countless demons and monsters.

The cultivation system is completely different, unfamiliar, and different from the current world... God!

(End of this chapter)