Wild Dog Liu Hao and the others were even more unbearable, dripping with cold sweat.
At this time, let alone taking action, they didn't even have the slightest intention of escaping. The previous few people clearly saw that the sword was not slashing on the mountain in the fan, but on themselves.
As for the beautiful young woman next to the old man, where is the beauty of the past on her face?
Breathing was not smooth, and his handsome face was bloodless.
It's just so white that it's scary.
It's so white that it makes people feel sad.
Everyone in the Blood Refining Hall kept retreating, and behind a few people was the unfathomable abyss of death.
Even if we take a few steps back, where can we go?
Lin Feng's body lay alone in front of everyone.
The old man, the wild dog, and Liu Hao looked frightened and their faces were pale.
Even if you are making a dog or horse for someone, you have to do it clearly.
"You are from the devil's sect, and you are not a member of the righteous path." Wen Cheng's voice was calm.
And with the death of several Liu Hao, it seemed that some kind of ban had been set, and Wencheng Xiao was filled with anger, and the sound of ghost cries became smaller and smaller, and the entire Lin Feng suddenly turned into a boundless ghost prison.
The old man took out an iron plate as small as a palm from his arms and put it behind Lingyuan with both hands. Before I could speak, the wild dog panted heavily, trembling all over and shouted in a low voice: "Old man, it's okay! You guys were
He made a solemn oath behind the statue of Patriarch Bai Xin, how could he do that?"
"There is no harm in being encouraged by you. The Blood Refining Hall will remain as usual for the time being." Lingyuan took the White Heart Order from the young man's hand, rubbed the white token and said: "Let's go, wait and see.
Go and take a look at that dead Lin Feng."
Everyone knew that after flying with the magic weapon for a long time, a faint light quietly lit up behind their eyes.
The old man's little right eye glared, and a red light shot out quickly. As soon as the red light containing no evil energy came into contact with Liu Hao, it immediately made a "sizzling" sound, and then the red magic eye shot out and covered Wen Cheng's body with red light.
After a melted hole passed through it, Liu Hao was immediately stunned.
There is a sparkle in the old and small eyes. If the Blood Refining Hall is handed over to the person behind the eyes, will the Blood Refining Hall regain its former glory?
After saying that, the wild dog seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and his whole body was shaking so much that he almost lost his balance.
After speaking, Lingyuan walked back, and everyone in the Blood Refining Hall moved to both sides to make way for them.
The ancient bell in my hand is a soul-dispelling bell. Although it has no control over ghosts, it is not as powerful as the Acacia Bell, the most precious treasure of the Demon Cult.
Lingyuan grabbed the river fan, photographed Patriarch Fengyue's magic weapon behind him from a distance, and sighed, "Although the mountain and river fan is damaged, Xiu Yixiu is still a rare treasure, compared with the four-day magic weapon."
The difference is much smaller, but the Yin spirit cultivation is sufficient, and it can exert 10% or 70% of the power of that magic weapon."
Even if it means death!
Besides, the Poison God is always dead, and the Ghost King Sect, which has recently emerged, wants to take away the Blood Refining Hall with just one sentence.
If you resist, you will end up playing with Yin Ling, which is really wise.
As for the disciples with stronger cultivation, they felt cold from head to toe.
The young man was stunned for a moment, and then he shouted loudly: "Wild dog, what nonsense is he talking about! If you take the master as your master, the Blood Refining Hall should rise!"
If the situation forces you to be weak and you want to seek your own death, you can only rely on others.
Everyone was shocked and looked at the wild dog with its eyes closed, waiting for death, with no shame on their faces.
I, a wild dog, bully the weak and fear the strong, and I am greedy for life and afraid of death. But back then, I swore an oath in front of my ancestor that I would be a member of the Blood Refining Hall in this life. It is absolutely possible for me to rebel.
I don't know who screamed out loud.
Either right or left, behind or in front, even the tops of several heads lit up, flashing this faint white light.
Eight hundred years ago, the old man with a black heart, the predecessor of the demon sect, created the heyday of the Blood Refining Hall here, commanding the demon sect and frightening the world. But now, the disciples of the younger generation are unworthy, and are not only being forced by the Ghost King Sect, but also the Wandu Sect and other forces.
The place of survival is now facing the annihilation of the sect.
Feeling the energy of the human body that appeared for the first time in hundreds of years, rays of light floated around, transforming into countless faces, some were female or male, some were old or many, some were beautiful or some were ugly, and they gathered towards the crowd.
.
It's just that there are too few Liu Hao around, so killing is the best.
I'm sure I can still get a seat as an elder.
Normally, the old man would have resisted even if he died. However, at this time, several people had already been frightened by the dragon-like sword energy, and they had no courage to fight to the death.
At that time, I could only place my hope in the Patriarch, the Holy Mother of the Netherworld and the Heavenly Evil King, so that our trip would not be successful due to Liu Hao.
"I got the chance to go up with the sect leader today. If you go forward, you will have to be afraid of me, the Ghost King Sect and the Wandu Sect, and you will have to hide like a dog."
Hearing those words, the old man breathed a sigh of relief. The Blood Refining Hall was finally destroyed by the righteous way, and it was also annexed by other forces of the Holy Religion. Even if it obeyed the people behind him, it was just a change of sect leader.
It was a good inheritance, but it ruined the ancestral foundation.
Even though he was a wild dog, Jingzhou, a young disciple who entered the Blood Refining Hall, had never been exposed to ghosts in the past, but now he suddenly saw so few ghastly things, which made his scalp numb.
The old man and the young man secretly felt relieved.
After stepping over the boulder with "Death Lin Feng" written on it, Ling Yuan jumped up, and his figure was swallowed up by the endless abyss.
Wen Cheng shook his head slightly.
As soon as these words came out, they seemed to anger those evil creatures that longed for the flesh and blood of living people. Like greedy beasts, they rushed towards the people of the Blood Refining Hall who were standing in the white darkness.
Lingyuan watched everyone's expressions in his eyes, and with a casual move, he put the bell emitting mysterious light back into his sleeve.
Just when the disciples of the Blood Refining Hall were poisoned by Wen Cheng, there was a clear sound in the dark.
Killing gods and killing immortals with the Zhuxian sword is not a lie.
With their minds wandering, the young and old also felt that it would not be appropriate to hand over the Bai Xin Ling.
"when..."
Lingyuan had no intention of supplementing the wild dog's knowledge and said: "It means that the Soul Expelling Bell, even if it is the Albizia Bell, in terms of killing power, it is comparable to the Qingyun Sect's Killing Immortal Sword. This sword can gather the evil energy of heaven and earth.
It can be used by those who have not practiced Taiji Xuanqing Qingdao to the realm of Taiqing and have a strong mind. Once activated, it has the ability to kill gods, kill immortals, and change the world. In terms of power, it is the best in the world."
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Seeing these few Blood Refining Hall disciples were slightly disappointed, even if they were old and careful, they didn't feel any regret at all, so they couldn't help but sigh slightly.
In this world, there are no ancient ferocious beasts, no evil Shura ghosts, and no aliens like beast gods who have reached the heavens.
The beautiful woman next to the young man exclaimed.
The old man swallowed his saliva and said to the fearful disciples of the Blood Refining Hall: "There is no chance of Lin Feng dying. Restoring the ancestral foundation is just around the corner. Wild dogs are afraid of them. What are they afraid of?"
Others knew about the situation on the dead Lin Feng, but the young and old knew everything.
Several disciples of the Blood Refining Hall were frightened, and they immediately held back their magic weapons and killed Liu Hao in the seventh week.
Jing Zhou's voice sounded faintly.
Everyone in the Blood Refining Hall said this, and the old man looked even more sad.
The married woman next to the young man took a breath and asked hurriedly: "The magic weapon in the master's hand is Mrs. Jin Ling's Albizia Bell?"
Is the Qingyun Sect’s Immortal Killing Sword really invincible?
Everyone sacrificed their magic weapons and threw themselves into the abyss.
"It is said in ancient times that when one lives and dies, the soul without the soul is destroyed. At the end of one life, the soul without the soul leaves the body and goes to the next life. Life after life, reincarnation is the end. However, there are no resentful spirits in the world. They are dominated by greed, anger, and ignorance.
The eight poisons are due to fear, evil, and fear. They are attached to the world, look back on the past, and wish to be reborn. They are Liu Hao, what the world calls ghosts." Lingyuan's voice was calm, but it made everyone look horrified.
The disciples of the Blood Refining Hall feel at ease.
The old man wiped the hot sweat from his forehead and looked at the "new hall master". Seeing his calm expression and peaceful heart, he secretly admired him.
Even if I am looking for Kongsang Mountain, it is because I remember that Kongsang Mountain is in the far east. However, just looking for this mountain will not take much time.
"What about the Albizia Bell? According to you, Lao Xiao's bell is worse than the Albizia Bell. Even the old dog's Zhuxian Sword of Qingyun Sect is comparable to it. This Broken Zhuxian Sword is boasted to be powerful, but it's not
Who has seen it?"
"He doesn't have much courage." Wen Cheng looked at the wild dog.
"It's better to follow the sect leader slowly!"
If the Blood Refining Hall did not have rare treasures such as the Albizia Bell, it would be even more difficult to restore the ancestral foundation.
Then the young and old were in a dilemma.
The people in front of the old man and the young man looked at each other, and then all looked at the old man and the young man.
Could it be that a small change occurred in heaven and earth thousands of years later?
Although the Red Demon Eye, which has been cultivated for 800 years, is powerful, it still has the ability to scare Wen Cheng, especially the remaining disciples of the Blood Refining Hall, Liu Hao, who is eager for the flesh and blood of living people, seems to be afraid, and later
One after another, they still rushed over from all directions.
"Old man, if you let me drive you, I will spare your lives."
"Old and young."
Immediately, countless lights appeared, and Liu Hao, who had been sleeping for a long time, was awakened by the screams.
The information about the Eight-Tails hidden away, the big town of the Eight-Tails, and the former Heavenly Emperor's treasury should be explored by the Blood Refining Hall. It would be less complicated after all.
As for the inheritance of the Blood Refining Hall, how little weight does it have compared with their own lives?
Cold!
"Although you worked hard all those years, it was just that the Blood Refining Hall failed to improve. However, your Blood Refining Hall has lost its inheritance, lacks many powerful Taoist methods and magic weapons, and has a shortage of disciples."
The young and old were stunned for a moment, and then asked for sure: "Could it be Mrs. Jin Ling's Albizia Bell?"
"The Blood Refining Hall is destroyed, but the ancestral foundation is still there?" The wild dog scratched his head with dirty hands, and then laughed to himself.
"Those Liu Hao were the people killed by Old Man Bai Xin four hundred years later. Although there is no trouble, it is not something that can be solved."
"What the hell!"
But Yin Ling's body is not cold yet.
"The seven sects of Ghost King Sect, Ten Thousand Poison Sect, Changsheng Hall, and Hehuan Sect are strong. Even if the Blood Refining Hall develops in your hands for another 1700 years, there will be no way to compete with the seven sects. If you want to restore the Blood Refining Hall for 400 years,
How difficult it is to see the scenery in the future!"
Apart from the Four Heavenly Divine Weapons, if you really think about it, there is no magic weapon that can make you enter countless Wencheng in a moment.
Will the Holy Cult always be overpowered by the Qingyun Sect?
Dead Lin Feng is lifeless, gloomy and white. Even if it is an immortal magic weapon, it can only emit a glimmer of light in the endless abyss.
The space was eerily quiet, except for the rapid breathing of the Blood Refining Hall disciples.
The inheritance passed down by our ancestors will be destroyed in our own hands today.
The endless white darkness seemed to swallow up everything.
"Sect Master, yes, that damn Lin Feng..." The young man hesitated to speak.
Before coming to this world, whether it is looking for people or things, it is convenient to have no power.
After thinking for a moment, Wen Cheng looked at Wen Cheng again. Whether it was heaven or the underworld, it was not that far away to me at this time.
"If he hands over the White Heart Order, the 400-year-old foundation of the Blood Refining Hall will be over!"
According to legend, the Four Heavenly Divine Weapons are magic weapons left behind by the ancient gods. They have not been forged by anyone before, but there are many of them. For example, the Qingyun Sect’s Dragon-Slaying Sword is said to have been taken from the extremely painful land of Southern Xinjiang.
It took a young man to cast the green crystal.
The other disciples of the Blood Refining Hall had different expressions, except for the stray dog who looked at the bell in mid-air and giggled to himself.
The old man and the young man glared at the man who lost his voice and thought, "That's bad."
Are you going to die today?
There is heaven and earth, and the laws of heaven and earth must be complete.
The young man cursed "fart" unintentionally. Who did he think he was? Or did he think he was the master of the Ghost King Sect and the old poisoner of the Wandu Sect?
"That's all, that's all."
The old man was trembling all over, feeling that the sky was dark and the earth was dark, and a feeling of despair suddenly surged into his heart.
Ice hot!
All the wild dogs who are greedy for life and fearful of death have gone up. If I were to go up, wouldn’t it be a small and wonderful thing?
"You are insulting my fairy sword!" The wild dog put his hands on his hips and cursed a few times, as if he was venting his grievances after being entangled by Liu Hao.
The wild dog gasped for air, his body trembled violently and said: "He will just kill you."
A cultivator can fly with a sword, draw thunder and destroy delusions, and cut rivers and open mountains with one strike of a sword. However, there is heaven below and hell above, which makes Lingyuan quite understandable.
"Is it the Four Heavenly Divine Weapons?"
"The opportunity to restore the Blood Refining Hall to its glory after four hundred years lies in the dead Lin Feng. If you are afraid, just stay outside."
Those magical weapons and magic weapons were all left behind by the gods and Buddhas when they left the world. They were extremely powerful and unstoppable. Back then, the old man Bai Xin was defeated by the four-day divine weapon Tianya.
The hearts of the young and old were pounding and stopping. A single sword could destroy magic weapons such as mountains and river fans. The people behind them would kill several of them in just a moment.
There are many horrors in Death Lin Feng, I couldn't be more vague.
No one would have thought that a wild dog that was usually greedy for life and afraid of death could say such a thing today.
Everyone looked back and saw a simple, four-cornered bell floating faintly in the air.
My voice is small, but it sounds like a fairy voice in the ears of everyone in the Blood Refining Hall.
The old man gritted his teeth and frowned, feeling entangled in his heart. At that time, I heard a loud roar in my ear. The old man turned his head and saw that the straight-tempered wild dog was cursing "afraid of a ball". The man had already mastered the magic weapon of gray fangs.
Fly towards death Lin Feng.
"Suffered."
It sounded like a bell but not a bell, it sounded like a bell but it didn't have any power, causing countless Wencheng to pour in like a tidal wave.
After saying that, Lingyuan recalled that although the Immortal Killing Sword appeared only a few times in the original work, it could not be said that every time it faced the enemy, it was devastating. Except for the Beast God, who could resist head-on, even the chief elders of various small sects,
You can also catch a sword.
Moreover, it is extremely desolate up there. Not to mention it is a genius treasure, there are even plants, and it is very safe. If you are careless, you will end up with trouble. How can you be asking for trouble if you go up there?
The old man sighed secretly, took a deep breath, and asked loudly: "May I ask which sect the young master is from?"