Dragon Vein Martial God

For Xuanmen disciples, the smell of demon cultivation is hardly easy to identify... But there is no residual smell of demon cultivation here. It seems that it doesn't look like the hand of demon cultivation at all.

Only the blood water on the ground and the extremely thin blood mist in the air, and the wolf smoke ruins all over the ground seem to be telling something.

"Hoo Hoo..."

With the sound of breaking the air, several suspicious voices sounded: "what's the matter?"

The sound fell, and another team of ten approached.

Except Wu Peng and ye Shiyu, the other disciples of zishuang sect lost interest at a glance... Because the ten member team was composed of scattered practitioners and small forces, and there was no zishuang sect disciple.

It has to be said that some gifted and ordinary purple frost sect disciples who have great minds don't look up to casual cultivation and small influence disciples.

You don't see, they don't care.

There was no response, and the ten man team didn't care.

Wu Peng took the lead in saying, "did you see if anyone left nearby?"

The group of ten shook their heads subconsciously when they heard the speech.

"It's strange... When we saw the help signal, we approached the village for the first time. Who killed the village?" Ye Shiyu frowned slightly under the white yarn.

After about three breaths.

The two teams seemed to think of something. At the same time, they suddenly retreated and stared at each other with vigilance.

Since no one left, the people who destroyed the village stronghold must not have left... And here, only their two teams, if it was the hands of a team, it makes sense!

The scattered repair team whispered, "I'm afraid it's your hand?"

"Ridiculous! Our noble purple frost sect disciples can deal with the small forces of scattered cultivation? We can't afford to lose that man!" Purple frost sect disciple sneered.

"Who knows..." the scattered repair team became more and more vigilant.

The atmosphere on both sides began to become dignified.

Wu Peng looked at it for a while and whispered, "it shouldn't be that simple."

"Indeed..." Ye Shiyu nodded.

Wu Peng and ye Shiyu are elite disciples in the inner gate of zishuang sect. Once there is trouble, zishuang sect can't doubt them... Then, it must be the scattered repair team that will suffer.

If it's really done by the scattered repair team, the scattered repair team won't think of planting it for Wu Peng's team as long as it's not stupid... However, it doesn't rule out that there are evil insiders in the scattered repair team trying to win a big wave.

There was a confrontation.

Ye Shiyu said, "go back to Lincheng. If there is any inside, please ask the elder to test it. Naturally, it will be clear!"

"Whoever refuses, he will collude with the devil, and whoever will go and die!" Wu Peng was domineering because his face was completely different.

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To the west of the city, thousands of miles away.

Red blood stood in the clouds with several magic elixirs.

Below them... Are countless mortals bound.

What seems most frightening is that those mortals are immersed in a blood pool more than ten miles away... All the mortals immersed in the blood pool burst out with green tendons and howled in pain.

Like the howl of a beast.

From time to time, people will lose their lives... Once they die, their flesh and bones will be melted by the blood pool in an instant.

But if they are not dead... If they are not dead, their breath will be extremely strange and begin to transform towards the immortal.

Several magic golden elixirs looked at the blood pool / blood lake below and exclaimed: "the little master's means are amazing."

The red blood looked pale and shook his head slightly: "but it's just with the help of my talent. Blood is spiritual... Send orders to continue to catch people, and build a large array defense here. Use them as energy to urge the large array. I want to see why I can break my defense here if the purple frost sect gold pill doesn't come out!"

Another conversation.

Red blood and the magic golden elixir suddenly looked at a hill far away from the blood pool... In the sight of the golden elixir and the blessing of God, they could see that there were several figures over there.

One of them had a rebellious face and a big bow emitting a faint light in his hand.

A devil's golden elixir grinned slightly: "the people of purple frost gate are brave enough to come here... Who will kill him."

"I'll go." A man with a pale face like a zombie moved his wrist slightly.

Red blood suddenly snorted coldly: "let the disciples go... Inform them not to let those people run away."

Several magic elixirs looked stiff... Then one of them sent a message to the ground.

After a few breaths, dozens of streamers rose into the sky and went towards the mountain in the distance.

Then, Jin Dan whispered in a low voice: "I know that boy. He is known as the younger generation comparable to Jiang Ting when he built the foundation. Sikou, my disciple died in his hands... If he fled wholeheartedly and was simple, he might not be able to stop him. As long as we do it, we will not spread it!"

If the news doesn't get out, naturally no one will move his hand.

Red blood turned his head and looked silently for a long time before opening his mouth: "since he is an elite disciple of zishuang sect, do you think he has no backhand? If the news gets out... Six Golden elixirs, at least five times our magic sect, once the war suddenly spread to the golden elixir territory, six can enter the magic Ridge Center in the 10th day at the latest! Can you bear the consequences?"

When the demon Xiu heard the speech, he opened his mouth and bowed his head with shame, but the fierce light in his eyes was even worse... Of course, the red blood was still here, he could only show the fierce light, but he didn't dare to do it seriously.

At the same time.

Distant peaks.

Sikou and others were still peering out of the mountain peak. Suddenly, they saw that dozens of demon cultivation streamers soared into the sky.

Before the others could react, SIKO's pupils shrank... Although he was far away, he felt that the demons were aimed at them.

It's just that they don't dare to move.

After a while, Sikou's look suddenly changed... The position of dozens of streamers flying away was clearly aimed at them... He also felt a faint killing intention to lock him in.

Exposed... For such a long distance, their breath converged very well. How could they suddenly be exposed?

"I said that there was a secret for Moxiu to arrest mortals on a large scale. It turned out that..."

With a whisper, Sikou couldn't think about it and roared, "go back to Lincheng!"

As soon as the sound came out, Sikou had taken the lead in rising into the sky. He didn't care that this place was thousands of miles away from the Lincheng city. Once it was empty, it would be detected by countless demons

Of course, he didn't just run away... When Yukong fled, he suddenly bent his bow and took an arrow, and an arrow broke through the air.

After pulling away, the arrow suddenly differentiated. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a rain of arrows and rushed in the direction of demon cultivation... It may not be able to kill demon cultivation, but it can temporarily hinder demon cultivation for a while and buy some time for others.

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Lincheng.

The roof of the main hall of the city.

Like Jiang ting in a daze, the corners of his mouth are a little strange and inexplicable

"Where do they have the courage and confidence to destroy the city master's mansion?" With several strange sounds, Lei Gang's hidden golden elixir also suddenly appeared on the roof.

Face, with a little play abuse.