Following the voice of Duwan Monk, the atmosphere in the hall kept changing.
People were shocked and thought it was ridiculous.
The battle was so huge at the previous moment, with people coming from the Nine Holy Lands and the Tang Dynasty one after another, as if a storm was about to come, and the Sea of Blood was about to invade. He Xichao of Sword Fairy City stood up in protest, and the next moment the big shot from the Sea of Blood was like this died.
The little black snake sensed something was wrong, growled in fear, and ran away again.
People suddenly thought of a question. What Monk Duwan said was that the priest was in Xiguan and was killed by fellow Taoists of the Dao Sect. However, the Dao Sect was far in the southwest, tens of thousands of miles away from Xiguan... There was obviously something fishy about this matter. It's just that many people can't react yet, and even if they think about it, they can't say it out loud.
The autumn light and shadow fell outside the hall, the bells had stopped ringing, and Huike's voice rang again.
"Why are fellow Taoists from Dao Sect there?"
The sky is so big that no two birds will hit each other, unless the goshawk is already ready to strike.
Xun Ju did not answer this question, it was Qingshan who answered.
He said calmly: "Because this is what we should do."
This answer is very consistent with the status of a disciple of Daozongyuan Temple and the style of a leader of the righteous path. Of course, it also means that it is a tasteless official talk.
Qingshan had already guessed Shen Yu's arrangement, although he did not see Master Yangliu enter the sea of blood with his own eyes.
When the real people of the Blood Sea appeared in the eyes of the world, the grudge between Lingyin Temple and Dao Zong was already considered an extremely important matter. Foreign enemies appeared and internal strife broke out within the human race. This was something that the academy did not want to see in any case. ?
Xun Ju stood up and prepared to leave.
Monk Duwan looked at him and asked, "Is this just the beginning?"
Xun Ju said: "Yes."
Monk Duwan said: "Then how many more days will everyone wait at Lingyin Temple?"
Xun Ju nodded calmly and walked out of the hall.
Ling Jianzi followed with his arms folded, his eyelids still drooped, but his head raised high, clearly looking at people through his nostrils.
Qingshan's eyes exuded a cold meaning, and he followed closely.
Dou Ya'er walked at the end, looking at the people on the opposite side with contempt and ridicule in his eyes.
Several people from Daozong left, and Lingyin Temple did not do anything in the end.
Some people nervously discussed the movement of the sea of blood, some came to see Monk Duwan and wanted to ask for an accurate letter, and some whispered something to He Xichao and Lu Wenyu.
But no matter who it is, the one who is paying most attention at this time is actually Sword Buddha.
The seemingly real cloud made it impossible for people to see the face and expression of Sword Buddha, and naturally it was impossible to judge his thoughts and mood.
People only know that she didn't say another word today.
Huike also noticed something fishy about this matter. Listening to the discussions around him, he worriedly said, "This is such a coincidence, everyone can see the problem."
Lin Ying smiled and said nothing, thinking that Master Xun must have calculated everything before coming to Lingyin Temple. How can anyone calculate the truth of Dao Xuan, the Taoist Master of the Dao Sect?
He Xichao glanced at him, wanting to keep him away, but thinking of the recent rumors in the cultivation world, he asked curiously: "I heard that you and that little guy from Qingshan are friends?"
Lin Ying smiled and said, "Yes."
He Xichao suddenly felt that he was more pleasing to the eye, and his demeanor became more intimate, and asked: "Then when you came, did Qingshan know about the Blood Sea Priest?"
Lin Ying shook his head.
"That guy didn't say a few words from the beginning to the end. When he came here, there were only fights. Even the genius disciples in the lecture hall died under his hands. I suspected that Daozong sent a young disciple on purpose. Come to kill people."
Lin Ying raised his eyebrows and said proudly: "I said that Taoism is not that simple. The layout of Lingyin Temple seems to be very deep, but how can it deceive the real person's deduction? Look, what kind of Blood Sea Priest? I’m afraid it was caused by Lingyin Temple.”
He Xichao frowned and asked in confusion: "Is Dao Zong planning something too?"
Lin Ying said:
"Uncle Master, what do you think? The number one holy land in the spiritual wasteland can be so simple."
It is said that it is golden autumn, but autumn in Lengshan is white because of the whitened frost grass and the snow that fell early.
The biting cold wind travels through the wilderness, harvesting all the green and freezing all the clarity. Only in the fissures of the earth will it be softened by the warm wind brought out by the magma, but it cannot change the main tone of white.
In this white world, the red color is so conspicuous that it can be seen even from a high altitude.
It was a short man lying on the desolate field, wearing a red robe.
This is a common attire worn by Blood Sea priests, and it is clearly different from the royal family's colorful attire.
Centered on his body, there were countless deep cracks extending toward the surrounding mountains and fields, with no end in sight.
Magma gushes out of the cracks in the distance, and most of the nearby cliffs have collapsed. Smoke and dust have already fallen and evenly covered the ground, indicating that an extremely fierce and high-level battle took place here before.
There was an extremely strange and powerful aura in the body of the short man, and it was also following the cracks and gradually drifting towards the sky and the earth.
He is the seventh-ranked priest in the Blood Sea.
He opened his eyes and looked at the gray sky. The brilliance in his eyes gradually turned gray, and the vitality disappeared with it, leaving only a feeling of bewilderment.
Until this moment, he still couldn't figure out what happened.
This time he ventured out of the Blood Sea and came to the surface of the Spiritual Wasteland through a secret passage, just to find something that could break the seal. And according to the spies who infiltrated there hundreds of years ago, that thing was called Yuantu.
According to Lingyin Temple, both Ming He and the elder were deceived by that man, and Yuan Tu was not in the Dao Sect at all.
He wants to find a fire fox in the mountains beneath Xiguan. It is said that there is a fragment of the Blood River Banner beside the fire fox.
Then he will look for a human evil cultivator named Mr. Li, find traces of Shen Yu through this person, and finally get Yuantu.
These clues are very clear, and there seems to be no problem, but... why did he encounter an ambush by a strong human race just after leaving the sea of blood?
The seven priests looked at the sky and suddenly felt that there was an invisible river of blood hidden in the burning fireball, which was slowly falling. Is this a sign of death?
I have been practicing hard for hundreds of years, training myself in the sea of blood for countless days and nights, and am I going to return to the sea of blood like this? He was really unwilling because he still had a lot of things to do. He wanted to become a high priest or even become the new Lord of the Sea of Blood. He even thought about leading the Xi Tuo tribe to the Spiritual Wasteland again to recreate the legacy of his ancestors. Glory...
Ah, is that the legendary sunshine?
He squinted his eyes with some difficulty, thinking that the sun was not as beautiful as the legend said, and the light was too dazzling, not as comfortable as the sky fire.
At the last moment of his life, he suddenly felt a very brief moment of regret, thinking why should he and his tribe fight for such a dazzling fireball? After thinking about this question, he cut off his breath and closed his eyes. The soul fire dissipated into countless light spots and was beaten into smoke by a fist that fell from the sky. No trace could be found anymore.
Among the new generation of powerful men in the Blood Sea, the Seven Priests are undoubtedly the greatest threat to the human race.
He is ambitious, determined, far-sighted, ruthless, and most importantly, has a lot of room for growth.
This is the first time he has come to the ground of Linghuang.
It's also the last time.
In fact, the situation he encountered was not an ambush, because only one person took action.
On a barren mountain more than ten miles away, a woman in white clothes stood.
The woman in white has a graceful and luxurious temperament, and her aura is unpredictable.
After confirming that the seven priests were dead and the soul fire was extinguished, the woman slowly took back her right hand.
The sky suddenly became gray, and the sun was no longer so dazzling.
The light was so bright that it seemed to steal some sunlight.
The cold wind started to rise slightly, and a strong wind broke through the sky and landed on the top of the mountain.
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He clasped his hands and saluted the noble woman, and asked with some uncertainty, "But the Fairy of Dao Zong Lou Curtain Zhao Lou?"
Lou Lianzhao is the master of the Duzhen Palace of Dao Sect. She has always kept a low profile and rarely went out in the past years. It was not until she was in the East China Sea a few years ago that the cultivation world knew that she was so powerful.
Now that Master Daoxuan is in retreat, in terms of strength, he is the second most important figure in the Dao Sect.
He Xichao had never seen the Loulien move before, so he guessed the opponent's identity entirely by relying on the punching intention that had not dissipated.
Among the true female immortals in the world, there is only one person who can have such a domineering and unparalleled fist.
Lou Lianzhao nodded lightly and said in a cold and dusty voice: "I have nothing to do, so I came here to take a look and kill an alien monster by the way."
He Xichao was a little embarrassed, thinking that this was Xiguan in Zhongzhou, and Dao Zong was far away in the south of the sky. Even the fastest way to get there would take more than a day.
The master of the first hall is not practicing in the sect and has nothing to do. This statement is a bit far-fetched anyway.
He knew there was an alien monster, so he came over and punched him to death? how do you know? Everyone knows that you must have been hiding here all along. The question is, can your Dao Sect be a little more serious and find a reason?
He noticed that the white shirt behind the curtain had some wrinkles and his breath was slightly confused, and then he realized that the other party must have been seriously injured. Looking at the red color in the wasteland, his expression changed slightly, thinking that this blood sea monster actually dared to It's so bold to appear in his true form. Could he be one of the elder's disciples?
"The seventh-ranked priest in the Blood Sea.".Ь.
Lou Lianzhao paused for a while and then added: "That seems to be the case."
This is obviously a slip of the tongue.
He Xichao didn't want to get entangled in this and swept towards the wilderness.
After a while, he and Lou Lianzhao came to the bodies of the seven priests.
Looking at the cracks between the wilderness and the cliff, feeling the gloomy atmosphere that had not yet been completely eliminated, He Xichao once again confirmed that the Seven Priests of the Underworld were very powerful. It would be difficult to keep him alone if he was alone.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but admire the strength of Loulianzhao. At the same time, he felt incomprehensible to Daozong's confidence. Facing such a powerful alien monster, Daozong only came with one person?
