"Who is coming, are you the leader of the Poison Dragon Sect, the leader of the Fenggui Sect, and the leader of the Tianlei Sect? Our No. 1 Sect in the World has been waiting here for a long time."

Ning Tao stood tall and leisurely on the mountain.

"Huh, that's interesting!"

The thirty-two refining masters carefully scanned the circle, then sneered and landed on the mountain opposite them, confronting them from a distance.

The one-eyed man walked out and said, "So, you are the number one genius in the Northern Territory, Ning Tao."

"Where's your ambush, where's the ambush?"

"hehe……!"

"Where do you start with this? Since we say we are here for a decisive battle, why would we do such despicable means? If we say an ambush, we are an ambush."

Ning Tao rolled his sleeves and chuckled.

Behind him, Mr. Mo, Xiong Dingtian and others stood ready.

"Boy, this sect leader is not here to listen to your nonsense. Although I don't understand what you are thinking, power is everything, but you don't have it."

"If you cut off your meridians and surrender, maybe this sect leader will be kind enough to raise dogs like you," said the leader of the Fenggui sect with a sinister smile.

"Jie Jie...!"

A murderous intent flashed in the eyes of Mr. Zhou and others.

At this time, the one-eyed man walked out and said: "Master Ning, tell me straight away, what is the decisive battle method, draw a clear path, fight in a group or fight alone."

Ning Tao grinned, turned over his hand and took out a dark red scroll, and said leisurely: "Anything is fine, but the battle must have some advantages. This thing is called "The Blood of Ten Thousand Spirits". If you beat us, it... is yours."

"What, the Blood Art of All Souls!"

The three of them were so shocked that their eyes almost popped out of their heads after hearing this.

This...how is this possible?

Wasn't this method already lost in the world of spirits?

It is one of the most precious magic methods in the eyes of bloodline people. They regard it as a treasure and would not exchange it even if they take out the immortal magic. In their hearts, it is almost comparable to the existence of the legendary ten forbidden immortal magic. They would rather exchange it for the triangle realm.

Countless people regard it as a product of gods.

Shi Kuang and Lu Xiaoya were also shocked. They had always been curious about why there were so many bloodline members in the Tianxia Sect, and they were so ancient and pure. It turned out to be because of it.

"All Souls...Blood Judgment!"

The thirty-two people were breathing heavily, and their eyes were full of greed. If they didn't have a trace of reason, they would have rushed forward and snatched it away.

"How does this gang leader know whether what you said is true? Bring it over and let me check..."

"Do you think I'm stupid? Take out your chips and let the decisive battle begin," Ning Tao sneered.

"You are tired of living. You dare to make a condition to us. I will kill you and then take it back with my own hands." The leader of Tianlei Sect burst out with thunder.

The forty-seven Dao Refiners immediately burst out with powerful auras.

The war is about to break out.

But at this moment, Ning Tao actually crushed the dark red scroll, turning it into spots of light and dissipating, and everyone was stunned.

"Asshole, you...you actually..."

Thirty-two people were trembling with rage.

"Don't worry, that's just a copy, the real thing is here," Ning Tao nodded.

"What chips do you want?" the one-eyed man said gloomily.

"It's very simple. I want all of the 40,000 monks from your three sects, including... you," Ning Tao stretched out a hand towards them and shook it tightly.

As if to say, put it all into the palm of my hand...

Dozens of people were stunned when they saw this, and then they all burst into laughter, and everyone fell forward and backward with laughter.

The leader of the Fenggui Sect even sneered: "Shikuang, I really didn't expect you to surrender to such a weak mind. With your well-developed limbs, is it really hard to use your brain?"

"Ha ha……!"

When Shi Kuang heard this, the muscles in the corners of his eyes trembled.

"What Master Ning means is that if we lose to you, you will recruit our three sects and then join your Tianxia Sect?"

The one-eyed man laughed sarcastically.

"Yes, is this difficult to understand? The treatment that Qingming Sect can give you, our Taiji Bagua Sect can also give you. What Qingming Sect cannot give, our Tianxia Sect can also give you. Can't Master Poison Dragon tell the difference?"

Ning Tao spread his hands and said leisurely.

Qingmo and Qingzhi stepped out of Tai Chi one after another.

The one-eyed man was stunned, and his heart was really shaken. If it was true as he said, they were just thugs, and whoever offered benefits and who served would be different?

It depends on who is stronger and will give more benefits.

He glanced at a few people in the team and then said in a joking tone: "Jie Jie, the conditions are very tempting. It depends on whether you have the strength. If you defeat us, let's talk again."

"Leave Ning Tao to me, and you will handle the rest. You must do your best, otherwise things will change if you wait too long."

"kill!"

As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of figures rushed out.

But Mr. Mo snorted coldly and took action directly towards the masters of Fenggui Sect and Tianlei Sect. With their mere cultivation of the fifth level of Tao Refining, they actually planned to fight one against two.

They are also two great monks at the sixth level of refining.

When Shi Kuang saw Mo Yuntian hitting two, he was naturally unwilling to be outdone. He immediately pointed at the two five-layered ones and roared: "You two, get over here."

"Tao method, Fire Lion Fist Seal!"

Qing Mo and Qing Zhi said solemnly to Feng Wuhen and the others: "Junior brothers, you must live."

Then he turned his head and shouted angrily: "Qing Mo, the true teaching of Tai Chi, Qing Zhi is here, do you dare to fight with Qing Ming Taoism?"

As soon as he finished speaking, three menacing laughter came from the opposite side: "Hmph, why don't you dare? The true inheritance of Qingming Sect is here, no one should interfere, junior brothers, kill."

"Ho ho ho...!"

Two big black bears rushed directly into the Tianlei Sect's camp, holding two large iron bars in their hands.

Although Mr. Zhou is at the ninth level of Void Refining, with his star-catching right hand and the matching immortal skills, he is not afraid at all when meeting ordinary Tao Refining experts.

He immediately broke into the Poison Dragon Gang's camp alone.

Langshan stepped on the Winged Wolf King and killed the people from Fenggui Sect with a speed as fast as a ghost.

Lu Xiaoya led people to meet the remaining people...

"Boom boom boom...!"

In an instant, forty-six Taoists were killed in a mass.

This scene is really like destroying the heaven and earth. Even if the two camps are thousands of meters apart, they can still vaguely hear the movement, and the violent spiritual energy fluctuations are rippling one after another.

The one-eyed man frowned. There are really many strange people in this world. The two old men have fighting power, and most of the rest are very powerful. They can barely block their twice the fighting power, but they can't last long.

Looking at Ning Tao in front of him, he released his breath and reached the seventh level of Tao Refining. This level of cultivation is undoubtedly the best among these people.

He immediately said with a ferocious smile: "Ning Tao, my gang leader never shows mercy. I hope you can live longer."

"Bloodline Technique, Poisonous Dragon Possession!"

A dark green dragon roared into the sky from behind and merged directly with him. It was hundreds of feet long, and even the air was corroded by his poisonous gas.

But Ning Tao curled up the corner of his mouth, stretched out a hand toward him, and shouted: "The Ancestral Dragon Way, the Dragon's Power!"

"Ho ho ho...!"

It's like a real ancestral dragon is roaring.

The expressions of the eleven Taoists of the Poison Dragon Gang changed instantly. Although they did not have the blood of the Poison Dragon, they practiced the Poison Dragon Cultivation Technique, and their strength was actually suppressed by half.

The leader of the Poison Dragon Gang, who was grinning ferociously, suddenly felt a throbbing in his blood. His Poison Dragon seemed to be alive, and actually retracted into his body with a "whimper", leaving him with a confused and weakened look.
Chapter completed!