With hundreds of years of experience, the old vampire demon couldn't tell anything about the slowly rotating bell, but the Albizia Bell flashed through his mind, and was dismissed by him in an instant.
The Albizia Bell, one of the four great treasures of the Holy Religion, disappeared hundreds of years ago. Even if it appeared, it would definitely not be in the hands of this junior.
Since ancient times, talents, treasures, and virtuous people have taken advantage of them.
As for the virtuous people in the entire Holy Religion, in the eyes of the old vampire demon, they are no more than the size of a palm.
And among these palms, one of them is his vampire old demon!
Unable to figure out what the bell was, the old vampire demon simply stopped thinking about it. Instead, he looked up and down at the figure in front of the wild dog and asked coldly: "My disciple Jiang Laosan, that's you.
Did this little brat kill him?"
Jing Zhou remained silent, his face was as cold as frost, and he had a solemn look on his face.
A moment ago, he was comprehending the realm of Taiqing and gained a lot, but he didn't expect to be disturbed by an old vampire.
This old ghost really deserves to die!
"His grandma, grandpa will use you to pay tribute to Jiang Laosan today!" Seeing that this kid dared not to reply to his words, the old vampire demon really didn't take him seriously.
The old man and the young man asked his disciples to go to Qianshan Huzhong Courtyard to report back, and the atmosphere at the foot of Kongsang Mountain returned to its former glory.
Should a fight with a giant of the demon sect like the old vampire monster involve huge waves roaring, flames burning the sky, and a fight with earth-shaking power that shakes the earth?
Even young and old, no one dared to doubt it, and the matter just passed.
Many people saw this and each took out a few coins.
The pitch-white ghost claws clawed at the air, making a harsh and sharp sound.
The square that was later pockmarked due to fighting has been repaired as before, and there is no trace of any fighting outside.
"No one is fighting?"
The old man said calmly: "This is natural, but how can the Blood Refining Hall survive the suppression of the various small factions of the Demon Sect?"
Thrilling!
When I mentioned this matter a few days later, this is what I said.
"Among all the young talismans, the Seven Thunder Talisman and the Eight Flavors True Fire Talisman are the least powerful. Once activated, a large yellow talisman can instantly summon the divine thunder in the world and command the fire dragon on the ground." The old man looked exaggerated.
He said it calmly.
The old man's little red eyes opened, and a fierce look flashed through them.
Being chased by members of the Qingyun Sect was the thing I wanted to mention the most in my life. It would be heard by so few people. Even though I am a famous young man, I still feel like my face is burning, like a fig leaf being suddenly torn off.
"How dare you hurt Grandpa's spirit ghost!"
On the contrary, the old vampire demon was shaken by the Albizia Bell and his hands were numb.
"The Blood Refining Hall is so powerful, will it become a small evil in a few years? Does our old god at the foot of Qingyun Mountain care about it?" No one asked again.
No matter what happens, it will still take a while?
The old man clicked his tongue and said, "It's a strange thing to say. The Blood Refining Hall and the other sects of the Demon Sect behave in the same way. Not only does the place where they are stationed have some traces of the Demon Sect, but its disciples also practice many cruel techniques.
There are so many more.”
The old vampire demon said something in a gloomy tone, hiding in the blood cloud, because he was willing to fight the big guy in close combat again.
Although the bell was large, it contained great power. With a heavy impact, seven giant ghosts, many times smaller than the bell, appeared inside the flour-like paste. They first collapsed from the head, and then spread to the entire body.
It only stood firm for a moment, and then all turned into ashes and scattered in the air.
When the ringtone entered my ears, I felt my soul jump and I was slightly absent-minded.
Debris and broken pieces of the trees were scattered everywhere. There were not many broken pieces of wood, which were extremely white and as bad as charcoal taken out of the fire.
What a bad luck!
Come to think of it, it's my fault for being careless. The old vampire demon always walks alone. The news of my death may not have been received by the Wan Du Sect thousands of miles away.
These seven giant ghosts were made by the old vampire demon with his own essence. Although they are magic weapons, they are better than magic weapons. Not only can they capture the ghosts of the dead within ten meters away, but they can also be refined with the magic of ghosts.
Transformed into a Yin spirit that greedily eats the flesh and blood of living beings, and can also arrange the seven ghost spirit-controlling array, it can be said to be extremely powerful.
The disciple was stunned for a moment, then took a step forward and said respectfully: "The eldest disciple is Zhou Cai, and he is a new disciple."
There was a muffled sound.
It was then that I realized why the seven ghosts I had raised with my essence and blood were so easily destroyed.
When fortune-telling is done, the old man who acts as a storyteller in the house smiled slightly, took the bamboo pole with a white cloth hanging from him, took the white cloth, and held it behind his back: "Those who have no money hold the fortune, and those who have money hold the fortune.
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The old vampire demon roared and took action boldly.
"Old god, don't stop. I'll tell you later. What's going on in this Blood Refining Hall?"
This is the same as the Qingyun Sect, where few of the disciples use fairy swords as magic weapons, and the skills of wielding swords are ever-changing. The disciples of the Holy Sect have all kinds of magic weapons in their hands, but there are so many who use swords that they are almost non-existent.
...
The temperature dropped suddenly and the ghosts cried loudly.
...
The dark wind dispersed, and the blood rain fell.
A huge sword mark stretched across the middle of the sky and the earth.
At the last moment, the old vampire demon's eyes were about to burst, and he saw the big golden bell slamming towards the seven ghosts who were standing still.
hiss!
Everyone nodded, feeling that it didn't make sense.
Due to its bad geographical location and being close to Qingyun Mountain, it has been imbued with the immortal spirit of the gods at the foot of the mountain. Therefore, there are very few business trips in the old city, and the silence is annoying.
"ah!"
The bloody skull magic weapon fell together with the two halves of the old vampire demon's corpse, rolled several times underground, and rolled into the pit that was later stepped on by the evil ghost.
The seemingly large and ingenious bell was hit by a huge force, but it was not knocked out, but still stopped in place and rotated.
"Is it possible that the news about the old vampire demon got out?" Wild Dog touched his greasy head and added.
The wild dog's casual words made Zhou Cai's heart turn into huge waves. My left hand turned inside out. If I hadn't been right at the last moment, I would have drawn my sword and run away immediately.
Under the ground, there are many pits and pits, as if they have been plowed.
I saw these seven ghosts looking up to the sky and howling. A moment ago, they all rushed towards Jingzhou. A dark wind blew and the ghosts started crying seven times.
"You bastard, give back my apprentice's life!"
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Just when I was about to maintain my composure, a rough voice finally came from my ears.
"Hahahaha, let him see grandpa's..."
Jingzhou raised his hand and made a move, and the Albizia bell immediately fell into my palm, shook heavily, and a crisp ringing sounded.
Then it’s in the house?
"Ah, that hasn't happened yet? Old god, please speak slowly."
At that time, no disciple came in a hurry. It was Zhou Cai who heard me say: "Elder, no spies have sent news. There are no traces of fighting more than ten miles away in Kongsang Mountain."
Is it because that big guy practices swordsmanship?
The old vampire demon screamed, and he saw that under my left hand, there was blood dripping with blood, and several parts of the flesh were turned inside out, as if they had been slashed by a sword, and the white bones on it were clearly visible.
In the flash of lightning, a red skull shot out of the blood cloud. In an instant, it was not behind Jing Zhou. A withered hand poked out from the bloody skull's mouth, with seven fingers forming claws, and grabbed Jing Zhou's head.
It's like hitting a bell with a giant hammer.
"Wrong or wrong, do you know who this old vampire demon is and don't have any means?"
The group of people searched the house for a while and returned successfully.
The story about the attack of the old vampire demon turned the page very slowly.
Heyang City
The red light under the bloody skull flickered on and off, only for a moment, and then dimmed.
I saw the skeleton magic weapon in the hands of the old blood-sucking demon slowly turning, and a fierce blood light shot up into the sky. A ferocious giant object was faintly visible in the blood light. The terrifying aura under the giant object was like a god and demon. Even if it was standing underground, it was like a monster.
All the disciples of the Blood Refining Hall could feel a little terror.
Normally, that big flaw would at least surprise me a little bit, but if I fight against someone who is stronger than me in Taoism and Dharma cultivation, the flaw will be minimized.
When the crowd came out, a few people in ordinary clothes took out their money and put it under the white cloth.
The old vampire demon frowned and his face gradually became solemn. The seven ghosts that were trying to devour flesh and blood were stunned in place as if they had lost their souls.
Next to the fairy-like old man, there was a big boy with two braids that towered up to the sky. He was born in a mechanical style. He was holding a bunch of candied haws in his hand and was eating it with relish.
While he was eating the candied haws, the big boy rolled his eyes at the old man.
"On the contrary, it is the Ghost King Sect and the Ten Thousand Poison Sect. In the past few years, the disciples of the sect have become more and more ruthless. It is even common for no one to massacre an entire village just to refine magic weapons. I think all the gods at the foot of Qingyun Mountain have to deal with such villains.
"
"Which thief is so timid and dares to come to Kongsang Mountain to cause trouble? Does he know that the Blood Refining Hall is not the same as before?"
Grandma, what if Ran also practiced swordsmanship before?
Zhou Cai frowned and then shook his head. Instead, the young man muttered: "Those pitch-white wooden blocks seem to have been poisoned by someone. Could it be that someone from the Wandu Sect has been here?"
After a single blow failed, the old vampire demon moved forward, but its sword fingers were slower than me, and they pointed towards my chest in an instant.
"It is unforgivable that Jiang Laosan died in his hands."
The wild dog walked for a while, looked at Zhou Cai, and asked: "His big brain is slow, what can he see?"
The wild dog was too frightened but was also inexplicably disappointed. The old vampire demon died too slowly.
"That's right." Jingzhou nodded and said nothing.
At that time, the old man suddenly changed the subject: "Several years later, the old vampire demon will attack the Blood Refining Hall. The scene can be described as earth-shattering, with dark clouds rolling in and waves of blood flying across the sky. Such scenes have never been seen since hundreds of years later.
It had already appeared before the war."
Several years passed by.
Lao Lao Xiao and Wild Dog agreed to give up the idea of refining the magic sword.
No one in the crowd made a sound to urge him.
Although Xiaoyi suffered a loss, the old vampire demon showed no fear, and the ferocity on his withered face became even stronger.
"The old dog of Qingyun Sect is nothing. He just relies on the small number of people. Today, I will kill his stinky boss first, and then grandpa will go find the thieves of Qingyun Sect to settle the score!"
It's just too late!
As soon as he grabbed it, it seemed to contain a huge amount of power, and the air exploded.
Just when the old vampire demon lost his soul, the purple light in the sky suddenly covered my eyes, and the dazzling light was like the scorching sun in the sky.
Accompanied by the sharp roar of the sword, the blooming purple light struck at the head.
"boom!"
Jing Zhou came up from below, glanced at everyone in the Blood Refining Hall, looked at the young disciple holding a sword at the front, and asked: "What's his name?"
Although the seven ghosts summoned by the old vampire demon had supernatural powers, they had not yet manifested themselves in the future, so they encountered the Acacia Bell, which did not have the ability to absorb souls. They did not even emit seven or eight points of power, and they were not completely destroyed. The blood-sucking ghosts
The old demon was angry and aggrieved, but he had made up his mind. After a while, after he had drained the blood of the big man, he wanted to take the weird magic weapon in my hand back and take a look at it.
The young man and the wild dog Zhang Qi are very smart. The disciple named Da Zhou is usually smarter and has nothing outstanding. Why does the sect master look at him differently?
But it was said that Nian Laoxiao led a group of disciples, Feng Feng Huohuo, up the mountain and came to the place where the fight was taking place. They were immediately shocked and were speechless.
Jingzhou looked at the old vampire demon warmly, as if he were looking at a dead person.
Behind the sword mark, a person appears extremely great.
No one believed in it and questioned: "What kind of talisman is this really so powerful?"
"He went to inform the wild dog, my grandma, look who has had enough!"
He pressed the skull-shaped magic weapon in his hand, and five black lights spurted out from the mouth of the skull magic weapon, fell to the ground, and transformed into five huge ghosts with ferocious faces.
The wild dog first sniffed under Zhou Cai's body, then touched his head and said: "Young man, is there nothing that seems right about you?"
Just listen to the old man saying: "You think Zhou Cai's qualifications are wrong, and he also admires the holy religion, so he took me into the religion after a long time."
"Hundreds of years later, his old ghost was chased by the Qingyun sect and fled. He has been hiding in the Miao border and dared to come out. If he had stayed in the Miao border, that would be fine. You wouldn't bother to look for him. It's just a matter of time.
I should have messed with you."
As the old vampire demon roared, the blood clouds in the world seemed to be boiling and rolling, and the ghost's cries became more and more shrill.
This city is an ancient city nearby on Qingyun Mountain. It has a long history and is said to be less than a thousand years old.
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Feeling the weight under the white cloth, the old man kept laughing and said: "Why did the old vampire demon die, why was the headmaster of Wan Du Sect injured, and what happened to the Blood Refining Hall, let's continue.
....."
Although my face was as fierce as water, my heart was already filled with turmoil, and even the palms of my hands didn't even have a trace of sweat. It was just that I was hiding it so badly that others would see it.
Jiang Lao San is a disciple that the vampire demon finally found his sight on decades ago, and he is deeply loved by me. At this time, in order to avenge Jiang Lao San, the vampire old demon felt cruel, and immediately used the "Seven" of my young cultivator.
"Ghost Controlling Technique", I will eat those damned people alive, so that I can relieve the hatred in my heart.
The old vampire demon was about to make a few sharp remarks when the clear ringtone came to mind again.
It was then that the Albizia bells slowly turned and stopped behind the withered hands like chicken feet.
I saw a dense group of people gathered behind a tea stall.
The seven ghosts were destroyed, and the next hundred years of hard work were all gone. Before the anger in the old vampire demon's heart could reach the sky, someone suddenly revealed the embarrassing thing that happened a hundred years later. The old vampire demon's eyes were spitting fire, and under his withered face
The ferocious look became increasingly intense.
"Bad guy, grandpa has made a mistake. He doesn't even have that level of cultivation!"
With the vampire old demon's magic power to maintain it, the terrifying giant thing that was about to take shape suddenly dispersed.
Just listen to the old man whisper: "Over the years, the Blood Refining Hall has been very good, and I also know what kind of inheritance. The disciples in the sect have strange and novel techniques that have never been heard of. Especially the magic of the talisman and seal script, which is extremely powerful but has limited magical uses.
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At the outermost part of the circle of people is an old man with a crane-bone fairy style, white beard and hair, and a mediocre face. In front of me, there is a bamboo pole, and a white cloth hangs under the bamboo pole. Below it is written "Immortal Finger"
"Road" in seven little words.
Okay, grandpa is telling people nonsense again.
The notorious vampire demon was cut in half from head to toe.
At this time, the disciple named Zhou Cai saw that the person behind him was just looking at me and did not speak, but he felt a slight pressure on me.