The one who abides by the unspoken rules is the Demon Sect, because the Demon Sect takes action passively, and is obviously guilty, fearful, and weak, and does not dare to start a full-scale war with the Buddhist Sect.

The Demonic sect, which is notorious for being cynical, aloof, extreme, and unruly, is actually more rule-abiding than the Buddhist sect. It’s a bit funny and awkward to think about it!

"Aren't you going to join the war? Are you coming all the way to watch the show?"

After thinking about it, Wu Xin nodded to Yingying and others as a greeting, and then asked pretending to be confused.

The four people in front of me are the next generation successors and pillars of the Demon Sect. They are Yingying, the descendant of the Demon Queen of the Heavenly Demon Palace, Li Chuze, the little ghost emperor of the Ghost King Sect, Yang Qifeng, the Qifeng Fairy of the Hehuan Sect, and Xuehou Ding of the Blood Demon Sect.

Yuan is a top genius who has broken through to the God Refining Realm at a young age, so that he can keep up with the speed of the ancestors of the Demon Sect.

Yang Qifeng, who has a bright appearance, a saintly temperament, and is intoxicating and charming, naturally responded: "We are here to watch the show and gain knowledge, and we will not participate in the war. By the way, we will meet the world-famous Wu Guogong, Wu Yao

!”

As he spoke, he stared at Wu Xin with great interest, as if he wanted to see through everything about Wu Xin.

When they met for the first time, Ding Yuan, who was wearing a white robe and looked very handsome, was also staring at Wu Xin with great interest and eager to fight.

Wu Xin frowned and replied rather displeasedly: "Now that I've seen it, please go ahead! Don't stay here!"

"You are the Great Sui Cavalry General, the Governor of Jiangdu, and even the Duke of Wu. Yang Xuangan actually allows you to absorb blood here? Are you still sitting back and watching the Sui army be defeated?" Ding Yuan asked curiously.

Ding Yuan is the senior brother of the Blood Demon Sect. He majors in the Blood Demon Sutra, so he can naturally recognize the Blood Sea Martial Spirit and sense the blood energy that is difficult to see with the naked eye.

Wu Xin ignored Yang Qifeng and Ding Yuan, looked at Yingying and Li Chuze, and asked unceremoniously and displeasedly: "What do you mean by this? Do you have to force me to become an enemy of the Demon Sect?"

The people from the Demon Sect attracted the attention of countless people below, but they were covered by thick iron-blooded evil aura, making it difficult for ordinary people to see clearly, and Wu Xin deliberately controlled the aura to cover it up, making it even harder to see.

If Yingying and others stay upright here, Wu Xin will be discovered sooner or later.

Even Master Juechen and other top monks may have discovered Wu Xin and told Tang Guogong Li Yuan. However, if you know it, you know it. Just don’t put some things in the open. There is no evidence anyway. After all, Wu Xin is now considered a powerful figure in the Sui Dynasty.

Sir, it is really not appropriate to sit back and watch the Sui army's defeat!

"Just want to ask for advice"

Ding Yuan responded with a fierce fighting spirit. His fair and slender palms quickly turned red and looked like they were made of blood jade.

"Let's go down"

Yingying took a deep look at Wu Xin and said to the others. Seeing that Ding Yuan and Yang Qifeng wanted to say more, her pretty face sank and she looked annoyed.??Look?

Ding Yuan curled his lips, his bloody hand faded, and fell to where Yang Xuangan was. Li Chu cupped his hand and followed closely. Others followed suit.

Looking towards the ground battlefield

Without the assistance of many God Refining Ancestors, the Sui army retreated faster, but they built dense stone wall defenses in various streets and alleys.

In Hulao Pass, which is about ten miles wide, the horizontal spaces are crowded with people, and they are fighting in clearly defined camps.

In the eastern part of the pass, all the buildings were razed and the area was deserted. This was one of the main reasons why the anti-military advance was accelerating.

Several hours passed, and the scorching sun was rising.

The rebels advanced another thousand meters. At this rate, it is estimated that it will take four or five days for the rebels to completely capture Hulao Pass.

"Bang, bang, bang"

A burly figure wearing a cassock fell from the sky. An afterimage followed like a whirlwind, bombarding it continuously, causing it to spurt out golden blood.

After falling to the ground and smashing the building, Tianmei Ancestor appeared immediately and cracked his head open with a palm.

Two golden bowls the size of cattail leaf fans fell beside him. They were tattered and full of cracks!

"Junior Brother Li Jie!"

A roar like a thunderstorm, a middle-aged monk holding a demon-conquering rod, forced his opponent back and rushed towards the Tianmei Ancestor. However, he was too late to rescue him, and instead provoked the Tianmei Ancestor into a one-on-one situation.

"Finally, the ancestor of the God Refiner died."

Wu Xin's eyes lit up and he grabbed the air with his big hand:

"Star sucker**!"

The corpse of Master Liaojie in the ruins was ingested from the air and shot into the blood mist suspended in the air.

This is a great body-refining monk in the late stage of god-refining. His blood energy is naturally stronger and the effect is excellent.

"Um?!"

As soon as the corpse of Master Liaojie flew away, Ding Yuan, the blood-stained martial soul with a sea of ​​blood on his head, appeared, looking at Wu Xin angrily with sharp eyes.

The blood of the Buddhist God Refiner has a very strong effect on the demonic cultivators who practice the Blood Demon Sutra, comparable to heaven-level elixirs. What's more, he is a body refining monk in the late stage of the God Refiner, and his blood energy is enough to save Ding Yuan several years, or even tens of thousands of dollars.

Ten years of hard training. Want to watch?

The previous sacrifice of the Blood Sea Martial Spirit could not win over Wu Xin, which already made Ding Yuan depressed and crazy.

Now, Wu Xin actually dares to steal the loot from their Demon Sect?!

After hesitating for a moment, Ding Yuan grabbed it with his big hand. A bloody hand that was nearly 100 meters away grabbed the corpse that flew more than 100 meters into the air.

"Trapping Palm!"

The void was sunken, the bloody hand of more than a hundred meters collapsed, and the corpses flew into the blood cloud and disappeared!

"What does Wu Yao mean by this? Why are you robbing my Demon Sect?"

Ding Yuan rose into the air and came to the side of the blood cloud. He glared at the blood cloud and asked, but he couldn't see clearly what was going on inside the blood cloud.

"I am a true disciple of the Heavenly Demon Palace. Master Liaojie was killed by the ancestor Tianmei of the Heavenly Demon Palace. The ancestor Tianmei doesn't have any objections. What does it have to do with you? Besides, since he is dead, he is naturally an ownerless thing. Who will get it back?

who!"

Wu Xin responded naturally and pressed the corpse of Master Jie with his palm.

Demon purgatory, star-absorbing **, sea of ​​blood melting into the sky!

Golden blood gushed out, and the bones, flesh, and bones shriveled up visibly to the naked eye.

After dozens of breaths, the invulnerable, burly corpse shrank into a nearly meter-long mummy and fell from the blood cloud.

Ding Yuan's expression changed several times, but he was speechless. After all, he did not get entangled with Wu Xin and left bitterly!

"Roar"

The Shaolin master holding the magic rod roared angrily and was knocked away by Patriarch Tianmei's palm.

Ding Yuan's eyes lit up, and he turned into a blood shadow and shot out, grabbing the Shaolin master with a hundred meters of bloody hands.

The demon-suppressing rod was struck out, its power could shatter the mountains, and easily shattered the bloody hand.

The afterimage flashed, and Patriarch Tianmei slapped the Shaolin Master on the chest, shattering his heart!

"Whoosh"

The Shaolin master who fell to death turned around and shot into the blood cloud out of thin air.

"you dare?!"

Ding Yuan yelled angrily and slapped Xue Yun with his palm, but his blood hand was shattered by the Ancestor Zhong Kong again.

A moment later, the Shaolin master turned into a child-like mummy and fell.

"We are all our own people, why are we arguing? Everyone should rely on their own abilities, and there should be no internal strife!"

Ancestor Tianmei appeared, glanced at Xue Yun, then looked at Ding Yuan and scolded. After saying that, his figure swayed, and he went to kill other ancestors of the Sui army.

"snort!"

Ding Yuan's face turned red and white, he snorted coldly and cursed in a low voice:

"Despicable! Shameless! Dirty"

The descendants of the Demon Queen would not let him fall out with Duke Wu. The ancestors of Tianmei and the Blood Demon Sect would not help him. He could not defeat the ancestors of Xiankong, so he could only knock out his bloody teeth and swallow them, scolding him endlessly.

"King Ming is angry!"

A dazzling golden Buddha appeared, slapped the opponent away with one palm, pointed out into the air, and pierced the opponent's chest. It was the ancestor of the Hehuan Sect.

Wu Xin and Ding Yuan were both shocked, but neither of them took action.

Ancestors of the Demon Sect. They don’t dare to draw blood and refine meat openly.

"ah"

With a scream, an ancestor of the Yanyue Gang spurted blood to the ground.

Ding Yuan swayed and caught the ancestor of the Yanyue Gang in mid-air, looking at Wu Xin quite proudly.

Wu Xin did not compete with him, and the bright blood floating in the air automatically flew towards the blood cloud, blending in and disappearing.

Another Shaolin master was killed. Ding Yuan tried his best to snatch it, but Wu Xin still snatched it away!

"Star-sucking**?!"

Ding Yuan saw Wu Xin's methods and couldn't help but feel even more frustrated. But he didn't know that Wu Xin was not only a "star-absorbing **", but he also had the talent to control Qi.

If Wu Xin hadn't wanted to do it right, Ding Yuan wouldn't have been able to grab even one of his ancestor's corpses. However, the Buddhist master's body was relatively strong, so Wu Xin wouldn't have given in!

In the next few hours, the ancestors of both sides suffered casualties. In general, the Sui army suffered more casualties.

There were about thirteen corpses of the ancestors of the Demon Sect. Wu Xin and Ding Yuan did not snatch them away, but at most they took away the blood and scattered blood.
To be continued...