The "empty ship" stopped over a small desert oasis.
The oasis is very small, only tens of square kilometers in size, with dozens of rough and crude stone houses scattered on it.
At this time, there were hundreds of monks in different colors of clothing standing in front of the doors and on the roofs of the simple stone houses. These people were standing on the roofs and on the ground, raising their necks and looking at the empty ships flying suddenly from the sky.
And more than thirty sword lights flew out from the empty ship, with a look of fear on his face.
Zhou Yang stood in the air with a flying sword on his feet. His eyes did not linger on the monks on the ground who were in the Qi training period, but looked directly at a battle group thousands of meters away in front.
Thousands of meters away in the sky, Zhang Yunpeng, who had taken the first step, was surrounded by more than a dozen Foundation-Building monks and a seventh-level Zifu monk, looking quite embarrassed.
But it was just embarrassing. As a wind spiritual root monk, Zhang Yunpeng may not be good at defense, but speed and attack are his strengths.
Before Zhou Yang and others arrived, he followed the Soul-Chasing Blood Bird to find this small oasis hidden by the illusion array. He immediately alerted the sand bandits practicing in the oasis, and was then besieged by the sand bandits.
It's just that although the Sand Bandits are outnumbered, no one can keep up with his speed. With his superb "Wind Escape Technique", he can always avert danger at critical moments without damaging his roots.
At this time, when he saw the ancestor of the Chen family coming, he quickly waved the fourth-level high-grade magic weapon "Lingfeng Flag" in his hand, and his figure instantly disappeared from the place like a burst of invisible wind. When he reappeared,
, already in front of Zhou Yang and the others.
When the bandits saw this, their expressions instantly became extremely ugly.
They previously besieged Zhang Yunpeng but failed to capture anyone. Now they have an ancestor of the Chen family with a higher cultivation level and twice as many foundation-building monks as them. How can they fight?
"Fellow Daoist Chen came just in time. Although the guy opposite is wearing a mask, but from the way I fought with him just now, the methods he displayed are definitely not the style of my Boundless Sand Sea Cultivation World. It seems that the news from the sect is correct.
Sure enough, there are people from other cultivating circles lurking here to cause trouble."
In the sky, Zhang Yunpeng returned to the ancestor of the Chen family, looked at the Zifuqi bandit opposite with a grimace mask with gloomy eyes, and told his findings in a cold tone.
When the ancestor of the Chen family heard what he said, he couldn't help but snorted coldly: "Hmph, I don't care what his origins are, he dares to kill my Chen family's foundation-building monks and destroy my Chen family's market in this boundless sea of sand cultivation world.
, even if there is a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator standing behind him, I will kill him to avenge those members of my Chen family who died!"
He looked at the Zifu period monk across from him with cold eyes, not hiding his murderous intent.
He had no way out. Just like what he said, even if there was a Nascent Soul monk standing behind this Zifu monk, he would still kill him.
If we don't do this, not only will the prestige and reputation of the Chen family be completely destroyed, but the hearts and minds within the family will also be lost.
The clansmen don't care about the background of the murderer. They only see that their clan leader is a man who is greedy for life and afraid of death. He could obviously kill the murderer to avenge the innocent people who died in vain, but they just sit back and watch him leave.
How can such a patriarch and such a family make people feel loved again? How can they give people a sense of belonging and identity? Can people believe that the family will sincerely take care of them?
Once the hearts of the people are dispersed, the Chen family still has him, a monk from the Zifu period, who is in charge, and its decline in the future is a foregone conclusion. So he might as well take a gamble, or feel happy, first kill the guy who hides his head and tail in front of him.
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"Jie Jie Jie Jie, you want to kill me, do you really think you can do it? Since you have found this place, let our subordinates see the truth today!"
Among the bandits, the Zifuqi monk wearing a grimace mask burst out with a strange "Jie Jie" smile, a flash of blood on his body, and a terrifying aura like a demon suddenly rose from his body.
"Ninth floor of Purple Mansion!"
"The devil is evil!"
The faces of the ancestors of the Chen family and Zhang Yunpeng all changed. They looked in shock at the masked man with a grimace whose aura changed drastically and exclaimed.
Both of their Zifu Stage monks are like this, let alone Zhou Yang and other Foundation Establishment Stage monks.
Under the huge momentum of the ninth floor of the Purple Mansion of the ghost-faced masked man, except for Chen Pingan, Liu Qingsong and other late-stage foundation-building monks who could hold their bodies motionless, all the monks below the late-stage foundation-building stage, including Zhou Yang, all
Their bodies sank under the pressure, and they fell several feet to dozens of feet.
A monk like Zhou Xuanhao, who had barely built a foundation and was at the first level of foundation building, almost didn't get hit by the momentum and dropped his flying sword, making a huge fool of himself.
Sure enough!
Zhou Yang was shouting wildly in his heart while desperately mobilizing his magic power to resist the aura and pressure of the man in the ghost mask.
His guess was finally verified after the other party stopped hiding his strength and exposed his true identity.
But the masked man with a ghostly face who revealed his true identity did not pay any attention to the exclamations of the ancestors of the Chen family and Zhang Yunpeng. After releasing his profound magic power, he waved his hand and shot out a blood-colored magic light that fell below.
In the desert oasis, he showed his prepared backup plan.
"Come out, my servant!"
A deep shout came from the mouth of the ghost-face mask, and a dozen raised tombs on the oasis ground suddenly exploded with a "boom, boom, boom".
Ouch!
Roaring sounds like beasts came out one after another from the exploding tombs, and then bloody demon corpses shot out of the tombs like shells one after another.
Appeared in the sight of Zhou Yang and others.
Each of these blood demon corpses exudes aura ranging from the early stage of foundation establishment to the late stage of foundation establishment. Each one is refined from the corpses of monks in the foundation establishment stage.
After being refined by demonic monks using the corpse refining method, they no longer look like what they looked like before they were born, with their ferocious faces, long and sharp fangs, sharp and long nails, and a bloody horn that humans cannot possess.
One does not reveal their heterogeneous identity.
"Jie Jie Jie, now our numbers are even!"
The man in the mask with a ghostly face looked at the blood demon corpses that he had carefully cultivated on the ground, and laughed strangely.
Then he stretched out his hand and took off the ghost face mask on his face, revealing a young man's face as pale as snow.
"Let me introduce myself, I am Xue Mo Luo, the thirty-eighth generation successor of the Blood Demon Sect!"
This demonic monk who calls himself "Xuemoluo" obviously has a young face like Zhou Yang, but the words coming out of his mouth are old-fashioned and full of arrogance.
However, when he said this, no one had any objections. The person who could cultivate to the ninth level of the Purple Mansion would definitely not be a young man in his twenties and thirties. There was no one who knew the techniques and elixirs that could keep the appearance forever in the world of immortality.
How many people are there? No immortal cultivator would be so superficial as to judge the age of another immortal cultivator by his face.
What surprised Zhou Yang and others was the self-revealed identity of "Xuemoluo".
The thirty-eighth generation descendant of the Blood Demon Sect!
This identity is very unfamiliar to those of them who are in the world of immortal cultivation in the boundless sand sea. There are probably not more than one monk who has heard of the "Blood Demon Sect", a demonic sect.
But this does not prevent them from being surprised by each other's identity.
As we all know, because everyone shouts about beating the demonic monks, there is almost no room for small sects to survive within the sects within them. A demonic sect that does not have monks at the Golden Core stage or above cannot be passed down in the world of immortality at all.
Under such circumstances, this Xuemoluo claims to be the thirty-eighth generation descendant of the "Blood Demon Sect", so his status is almost comparable to that of the head of the Huangsha Sect.
"Hmph, the Blood Fiend Demon Sect is really powerful, and the name of the Blood Fiend Demon Sect is well-known to everyone in the immortal world of Liuyun Continent, but you are only at the ninth level of Purple Mansion, and you dare to call yourself the descendant of the Demon Sect. What a big statement.
, I’m not afraid that your uncles and uncles will peel off your skin and turn it into a bloody corpse after hearing what you said!”
The ancestor of the Chen family seemed to know the situation of the "Blood Demon Sect". While Zhou Yang and others were still surprised by Xue Moluo's words, he mocked them with a sneer on his face.
Ever since Xue Moluo revealed his identity as a demonic monk, when he was shocked by the powerful cultivation of the ninth level of the Purple Mansion, he actually breathed a sigh of relief.
Everyone can kill a demonic monk. Since Xemala is a demonic monk, if he kills this person, not only will he have no fault, but he will also achieve great merit.
Therefore, when he saw Xue Mo Luo Tian shamelessly claiming to be the thirty-eighth generation descendant of the Blood Demon Sect, and thinking that he understood the situation of the Blood Demon Sect, he immediately sneered and mocked him unceremoniously.
However, after he finished speaking, Xuemoluo had no time to reply. Zhang Yunpeng, who was standing not far from him, said with a solemn expression: "Brother Chen, be careful, this guy may not be lying!"
"As far as Zhang knows, the bloody demon that has been ravaging the Immortal Cultivation World of Liuyun Continent for thousands of years was betrayed by his disciples decades ago and was attacked by more than ten Nascent Soul Stage monks from the Immortal Cultivation World of Liuyun Continent.
He was beaten until his body and soul were destroyed, and he completely fell!"
"After that battle, the top management of the Blood Demon Sect, one of the three major sects of the Blood Demon Sect, at the Golden Core stage and above was almost completely wiped out. Most of the hidden strongholds, including the sect's chief helm, were also uprooted, and the Demon Sect fell directly.
The number of demons exceeds 3,000, which can be said to be the biggest demon-slaying victory in the past few thousand years!"
The words in Zhang Yunpeng's mouth were fast and urgent, and he had finished them all before Xue Mo Luo spoke.
After he finished telling what he knew, he looked at Xuemoluo with a gloomy face and shouted angrily: "The Blood Demon Sect can no longer hide in the Immortal Cultivation World of Liuyun Continent, so it wants to come to our Cultivation World in the far west to cause trouble.
Is the wind disturbing the rain? Do you think that I, Huang Shamen, is a soft persimmon that can be manipulated by you?"
"Jie Jie Jie, since you know so much about the current situation of the Demon Sect, why do you still ask such stupid questions?"
There was a strange smile on Xuemoluo's face, and he laughed with disdain in his tone: "That's right, you country bumpkins in the desert who shut your doors and become emperors are just soft persimmons. Wait until the Demon Sect swallows you up."
You soft persimmon, after regaining your strength, will definitely return to Liuyun Continent and make those traitors pay the price for their betrayal!"