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Six hundred and seventy seventh chapter bullying too much

The Blood Pan Manor covers a very wide area, with a radius of thousands of acres.

The venue for the Tianjiao Festival is in the backyard of Blood Pan Manor.

A square of more than ten miles is like paved with white marble, shining with milky white light.

Around the square, there are dozens of magnificent pavilions, with pavilions arranged in an orderly manner, surrounding the square in the center.

These pavilions are extremely large and have a spacious interior space that is easy to accommodate hundreds of people.

Among them are seven pavilions, which are quite tall, and are very conspicuous from other pavilions.

On these seven pavilions, there is a nameplate hanging on them, with the names of each force written on it.

It is the name of the seven major forces in Dongzhou!

At this time, when Su Mo and his friends arrived, many pavilions were already full of people.

Noisy talks came one after another.

All these people are masters, and the ones with the lowest cultivation level are all True Xuan Realm warriors, and there are also many older generation Martial Kings and even Martial Emperors strong men.

When Su Mo and his others arrived, they inevitably attracted a lot of attention.

"Brother Huangfu!"

"Brother Huangfu!"

Many older generation strong men greeted Huangfu Qing when they saw him.

"Haha, you are polite!"

Huangfu Qing smiled slightly and clasped his fists to everyone.

Although everyone has different strengths and sometimes even fights openly and secretly, they are still harmonious on the surface.

Everyone's eyes first fell on Huangfu Qing, then on Su Mo and the other two.

However, Su Mo and the other two had not had high cultivation levels. The highest level of Jun Wuxicai's true mystery realm did not make everyone care too much about it.

There were also a few young geniuses who recognized Su Mo and showed interest on his face. After all, Su Mo was quite famous in Dongzhou during this period.

But it was just interested. After all, Su Mo's cultivation level was too low and it was not enough for them to pay attention to it.

Among the seven largest pavilions, one of which was hung with the nameplate of the Tianling Sect, Huangfu Qing and Su Mo and the other two walked straight in.

The pavilion has a spacious space, with nearly two hundred red sandalwood chairs neatly placed. Su Mo and the other four sat down on the red sandalwood chairs.

At this time, the people from the other eight peaks of Tianling Sect had not arrived yet, and Su Mo and others were the first to come.

Sitting in the pavilion, Su Mo began to look at the people in the pavilion.

Those relatively small pavilions have fewer people, and are some people in Dongzhou who are second only to the seven major forces. There are not many people qualified to participate in the genius event, and there are only a few dozen people in each pavilion.

There are three pavilions in the other six pavilions, and it is obvious that the people of the power to which they belong have not arrived yet.

Only three pavilions were filled with people, and the people in one of them were particularly conspicuous. Most of them were wearing black robes, obviously from the Xueluo Hall.

There are many people coming from the Xueluo Palace, led by ten older masters, and there are no less than a hundred disciples.

Su Mo was shocked when he saw a middle-aged man in Xueluo Dianwei.

This person was wearing a different dress than other people in the Blood Luo Palace. He was wearing a blood-colored robe, as if he had walked out of a blood pool. Not only that, this person's head and eyebrows were also blood-red.

"Is it him?"

Su Mo narrowed his eyes slightly and immediately recognized the person.

When he was in the Sky God Palace, when he was about to kill Xuema, Xuema summoned a blood-colored figure, and the figure was this person.

As if he felt Su Mo's gaze, the middle-aged man in blood who was closing his eyes and pretending to sleep suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Su Mo. Two sharp blood lights burst out from his eyes.

Well!

Su Mo suddenly felt a shock in his whole body, a loud bang in his head, and a trace of blood immediately left the corner of his mouth.

"Um?"

Seeing this, Huangfu Qing, who was sitting next to Su Mo, immediately waved his hand and a transparent air shield protected Su Mo.

"Blood Emperor, do you want to fight me?"

Then, Huangfu Qing looked at the middle-aged man in blood and shouted coldly.

When the middle-aged man in blood heard this, he curled a sneer on his lips and said in a hoarse voice: "Huangfu Qing, is this your disciple? Very good!"

Huangfu Qing had a conflict with the middle-aged man in blood, and all the other people in the pavilion stopped talking and looked at the two in surprise.

"Blood Emperor, do you hurt my disciple in front of me? Do you think I don't exist?" Huangfu Qing's face was cold and his eyes were like a knife, staring at the middle-aged man in blood.

If others had provoked him, Huangfu Qing had already killed him with one move, but even he was very afraid of the middle-aged man in blood.

This person is the Blood Emperor, the deputy hall master of the Blood Luo Palace. The person in the Blood Luo Palace is second only to the Lord of the Blood Luo Palace, and his strength is extremely powerful.

Hearing Huangfu Qing's words, the Blood Emperor smiled disdainfully and said, "Huangfu Qing, if you think you can defeat me, I don't mind fighting with you, but if you can't win, don't mess up this grand event."

"You...!" Huangfu Qing's expression stagnated when he heard this. Then, he slowly suppressed the anger in his heart. He was indeed unsure of defeating the other party.

Immediately, neither of them said anything more. Both of them knew each other's strength and would not really fight, they just had a few words of confrontation.

But obviously, Huangfu Qing was speechless by the other party.

"Su Mo, are you okay?" Huangfu Qing looked at Su Mo and asked with a frown.

"No serious injury, Master, don't worry!"

Su Mo shook his head. Perhaps the Blood Emperor didn't want to anger Huangfu Qing, so he didn't take any serious measures. The injuries he suffered were not serious.

"That's good!" Huangfu Qing nodded, then turned his palm and a green pill appeared in his hand.

"Take this pill and your injuries will be recovered immediately!" Huangfu Qing said.

"Thank you, Master!" Su Mo did not refuse, took the pill and took it orally.

The elixir entered the abdomen and turned into a boiling hot stream, washing Su Mo's whole body, making him feel extremely comfortable.

Su Mo's injuries are recovering quickly under this hot current.

"What a great healing pill!"

Su Mo was secretly shocked. The medicinal power of this pill was a hundred times stronger than the best healing pill he had taken before.

It took two breaths to finish, and Su Mo's injury has recovered as before.

Although his injuries recovered, Su Mo's heart was extremely cold. The Blood Luo Palace was really too bullying!

Feeling another cold look from the pavilion of the Xueluo Palace, Su Mo looked up and looked over.

I saw a man in blood sitting behind the Blood Emperor, but this person was a young man.

This person is the Blood Mo!

At this moment, Xue Mo was staring at Su Mo with a cold smile on his face.

"Su Mo, long time no see! I didn't expect you to join the Tianling Sect!"

Xue Mo's lips moved slightly, and the cold sound was transmitted through the mysterious power and reached Su Mo's ears.

Su Mo did not answer, but just looked at the other person with a slight squinted eyes, murderous intent surged deep in his pupils.

"I have never forgotten what happened back then. You will pay the price of your life!" Xuema's voice continued to sound.

In the Cangqiong Divine Palace, Xuemo was almost killed by Su Mo. If he hadn't summoned his father's Blood Emperor at a critical moment, he would have never escaped.
Chapter completed!
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