Buddha Song

The terrifying and ferocious demon slaughtered wantonly in the Nascent Soul battlefield, invincible, stirring up the sky and clouds, and outside the Temple of War God, the many forces watching the battle were also incomparably horrified.

Vengeful Blood, Demon Sect Loose Cultivator!

This name rises like a great sun, shocking everyone's minds. Although he is only a Nascent Soul cultivator, he possesses a terrifying magical power, which makes countless strong people stand in awe!

470 Three God of War Tokens, such an impressive achievement, makes the names below them dim, and the God of War Token is still growing rapidly at a terrifying speed.Moreover, every time his God of War Order increases, a disciple of the Righteous Path will inevitably fall directly.

That's right, instead of admitting defeat and being teleported to the main hall of the God of War Hall, it fell down.

"Who is this Vengeful Blood? How can a casual cultivator of the Demon Sect be so perverted! How could he kill six righteous disciples in one fell swoop!"

"Look! His God of War Token has increased by five more, obliterating a disciple of the Vacuum Sect!"

"Ah! How did this happen! My genius from the Crystal Sword Palace! Ranked seventh in the Nascent Soul God of War list, I was actually killed by this hatred blood! Damn it! What is his background?"

The distraction list and the combined list, although they are changing, they are much slower. Only the Nascent Soul list is extremely changing. A disciple of the demon sect called Qiuxue kills all directions, and countless disciples of the righteous way fall, sometimes one or two, some It turned out that three or five fell at the same time. This kind of situation is too frightening.

"Ah! No! Who is this Vengeful Blood? He actually killed my son! Damn it!" At this moment, another angry roar came out, like a mourning concubine, but a master of Taoism.

It's not just him. At this moment, there are too many people who are so-called blood-haters, and most of them are righteous powerhouses.In addition to the anger, there was also a strong doubt in the hearts of the people. This Qiuxue, who had never heard of such a number one person before, exploded at this moment with such vigor, killing people like chopping vegetables.

Everyone in the righteous way roared angrily, but the demon way and the monster race ridiculed and praised this hatred blood.

On the top of an ancient tree in Cangmang Mountain, an old man is sitting cross-legged at the moment, with a thin figure, dressed in black, holding a crutch with a vulture's head in his hand, a puff of black smoke swirls around his body continuously, making a shrill cry .The old man's face was stern, and he stared at the Nascent Soul List for a long time before he smiled with satisfaction, "Chou Xue... yes, he's a top seedling, a casual cultivator... who can barely become my Great Poison Master" The mantle is gone... for three months, I can only suppress it for three months, so I have to go through the tribulation?"

At the same time, many giant-level existences of Zhengdao are also discussing.

"What is the origin of this hatred blood, why is it so strong, is it a distraction, a strong person in the fusion stage?"

"Impossible! If that's the case, he won't be able to pass through the catastrophic demon formation at all. You must know that the current formation is controlled by the old monster of the Yaozu and the ancestor of the Taoist Heavenly Immortal, so there will be no such big mistakes!"

"That's right, even the Temple of War God possesses unimaginable immortal power. At the beginning, there was a strong man in the fusion stage who hid in the body of a Confucian strong man in the early stage of distraction. He was discovered immediately, and he was killed in ashes. "

Countless voices of discussion resounded, and many righteous forces were very worried. They and their disciples were at the risk of being killed by this hatred blood at any time in the Nascent Soul battlefield.

"Look! This Qiuxue killed three more Taoist disciples! It's fierce! It's too fierce!"

Because of blood hatred, the other two lists were neglected by many people, and they all focused on the Nascent Soul God of War list.

Undoubtedly, this blood hatred will become an anomaly in the fighting between good and evil for thousands of years. It not only won great glory for the evil way, but also crushed all opponents in a terrifying way, creating his own legend!

Mo Ke stayed in the closed palace for half a day, and when a passage appeared again, he immediately left the place in a flash.

In a palace, an astonishing battle is going on, Mo Ke hides his body, hides in a corner, and watches with interest.

The two sides in the battle are obviously talented people, especially the strong young man who is full of monsters, exuding a mountain-like arrogance, an inexplicable pressure from the body, which makes people feel heavy.

"Ho Ho Ho Ho..."

The burly young man roared wildly, his whole body winding like a giant dragon, sometimes stretching and sometimes shaking, his fists drew a pathetic arc, and with a vicious air, he punched out!overbearing!brutal!wild!Indomitable!High above!

Fighting against the burly young man was a tall and burly man with a full face and domineering brows.

"The big river is surging!"

The man let out a low shout, moved his feet, and instantly turned into a blurred afterimage. A silver-white spear suddenly appeared in his hand, which seemed to be a very simple straight stab!

Whoa!

A powerful stab!

"Boom~~"

It was very clear that the silver-white long spear had the roaring sound of the river under this stab, as if it was carrying billowing waves. The terrifying wave of the invisible land swept across the world and devoured everything.

"Hahaha.....Open! Open! Open!"

Faced with all this, the burly young man roared wildly, his body swayed, and he went out to sea like a dragon, swimming in the terrifying waves between flips, and he seemed to be able to handle it with ease.

The two yelled again and again, both were amazing geniuses, with a lot of tricks, and the brilliant fighting made Mo Ke's eyes wide open.

Not long after, the domineering man couldn't hold back anymore, he let out a helpless roar, struck with all his strength, and immediately ran towards the passage. As for the burly young man, he naturally refused to let him go easily, and followed him like a shadow, chasing after him. down.

At the top of the list of distractions, Yuan Tiangang is still at the top of the list at this time. This person is worthy of being the No. 1 young Taoist, and his strength is also a terrifying mess.

The battle was going on, during which, Mo Ke once again met several famous geniuses of the Emperor Star, both good and evil, the young master of bones, Jin Rilie, and by virtue of the Vientiane Invisibility Bead, he remained out of the way, and no one found his trace.

After searching for a long time, Mo Ke still couldn't find a trace of the big conspiracy to kill the head of the sect.

And after stepping into a palace, Mo Ke, who had always been indifferent and casual, suddenly changed his face!

In this palace, a handsome scholar stood proudly at this time, with a Confucian uniform, a face like a crown jade, holding an ancient book in his hand, and his eyes were as bright as stars.On the opposite side of the scholar, a man kept coughing up blood, but his body stood upright, showing an unyielding spirit of will.

This hemoptysis man is none other than Mo Ke's sworn brother, Ling Shaofeng!

"Brother! Stop!"

Mo Ke couldn't help shouting and appeared in the palace because of the situation of his eyes.

Taking a step forward, Mo Ke had already come to Ling Shaofeng's side, and asked with concern, "Brother, are you alright?"

"Huh? Second brother, have you come to participate in the fight between good and evil? Don't worry, it's just a small injury." Ling Shaofeng was a little surprised by Mo Ke's appearance, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Clap clap clap..."

At this moment, several crisp sounds interrupted the conversation between the two.

The scholar smiled proudly, slapped the ancient book in his hand a few more times, and then said slowly, "The successor of the Yin-Yang Sect is nothing more than that. Compared to Xuanyuanjie in Juntian Pavilion, he is far inferior. Disappointed! Really disappointed!" !"

"Wu Xingyun! You!"

Ling Shaofeng's face twitched violently, and he stared at the opponent viciously, like a humiliated beast.

"Hahaha... What, did I say something wrong? You and I swear first, hand over all the God of War orders, I will not make things difficult for you. As for you little monk, hand over all the God of War orders too." Looking directly at the two of them, Wu Xingyun spoke proudly, with an air of Ji Zhiqi.

"Wu Xingyun, you are so arrogant!"

Furious, Ling Shaofeng stood with his sword in his hand, as if he was about to fight again.