Chapter 501: The blood-clothed door comes to commit
Chapter 501: Invasion from the Bloody Clothes Sect
When Li Peicheng heard this, he thought that the disciples of the Yanhuang Sect in Kunlun Wonderland, except those from the original Gemen lineage, were basically old guys who had been holding back for hundreds of thousands of years. If they were all allowed to live in this vast sea and just jump like a fish, the sky would be high.
The vast stars where birds fly are really like giant dragons returning to the sea, setting off huge waves.
"The dragon returns to the sea!" Li Peicheng couldn't help but whisper to himself, with a cold light shining in his deep eyes.
A distance of thousands of miles is nothing to monks above the Nascent Soul stage, but within a short time, the white clouds on the horizon were rolling like angry waves, and then little dazzling lights were seen rushing out of the white clouds, roaring towards Jiuzhou Mountain.
From afar, one could feel an overwhelming murderous aura sweeping over the sky. The entire world was rendered cold and desolate by this menacing murderous aura. Even the sun hanging high in the sky seemed to have lost its former brilliance and heat.
There were eleven people on this trip. The two leaders were both tall and thin, with prominent foreheads and deep-set eyes, faintly glimmering with bloodthirsty. It was obvious at a glance that they were not righteous people.
Wearing a large purple robe, looking from a distance, he looks like a ghost from the netherworld.
The cultivation base of the two people is not low, both are in the middle stage of distraction. Among the other nine people, there is one in the early stage of distraction. The other eight people, including the two men in red with broken arms, are in the Nascent Soul stage and
Wandering between out-of-body periods.
Those people in the distance who had been waiting for the Blood Clothes Sect to fight back to Jiuzhou Mountain began to stir, and some even looked horrified.
"It seems that this time the Blood-clothed Sect is preparing to go on a killing spree. Even the two elders, Blood Soul and Vampire, are dispatched." The young man in gray clothes in the distance exclaimed, his eyes showing a hint of fear.
The middle-aged man's face turned a little pale at this time. Feeling the fierce cold air spreading between the heaven and the earth, he sighed and said: "The Blood Clothes Sect is not easy to mess with! But that man has a powerful magic weapon in his hand, and there is also a magic weapon upstairs in the palace.
The two of them did not take action. Although the two elders, Blood Soul and Vampire, are brutal and powerful, they may not be sure of victory."
"That's true, but the Blood Clothes Sect has so many masters and nearly a thousand disciples. Even if they escape this disaster, I'm afraid they won't be able to escape bad luck next time." The young man said.
The middle-aged man sighed deeply and said: "If we include the affiliated forces like us, there will probably be no less than three or four thousand people. There are only three of them. Unless they have extraordinary abilities, they are destined to be doomed."
Naturally, Li Peicheng and the three of them didn't know that those people looked at them as if they were dead. They only knew that I would not offend anyone unless they offended me. If someone offended me, they would be killed from afar. Now is the time for them to go on a killing spree and shock the Red Blood Mountain.
So the three of them stood quietly on the upper floor of Sihai Palace, their faces as calm as water, except for the cold light that flashed in the depths of their eyes from time to time. A slight chill radiated from their whole bodies.
"Brother, Sect Leader, can I and Brother Qingyu fight first in this battle? If we can't, you can take action later." Old Cang Hao's eyes were half-squinted, and two sharp gazes shot into the distance like hawks, with a cold face.
, the people from the Blood Clothes Sect came to Jiuzhou Mountain full of murderous intent.
Li Peicheng smiled faintly. With such little strength, he really has no interest in taking action now. And as his realm improves, his requirements for true energy and mana are also getting higher and higher. These enemies are at the highest level of the mid-distraction cultivation level. Their ground
In Li Peicheng's eyes, the true magic power is not only too weak, but also too messy and impure. Even if he shoots them with fire clouds, except for the three distraction-stage monks who have some effect on Li Peicheng, the help of others can be said to be minimal.
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Cang Hao, the old Taoist, has the body of a turtle, and his body contains the blood of the ancient beast known for its physical strength. He is famous in the Chinese cultivation world for his armed fighting. The pair of eight-edged purple gold hammers in his hands are known to everyone in the Chinese cultivation world.
I don’t know. Back then, Li Peicheng used a life-and-death battle to stimulate the potential of Cang Hao, and finally broke through to the out-of-body stage. Today’s Yanhuang Sect is the leader of many schools, and the martial arts passed down from Zhang Sanfeng is definitely considered a unique one in the Yanhuang Sect.
With profound Taoism, Old Taoist Cang Hao has learned martial arts. He is like a fish in water, like a tiger with added wings, and his fighting power is quite scary. This kind of life and death battle will definitely benefit and not harm monks like Old Taoist Cang Hao who advance to the Tao through force.
.Maybe you can get to the next level.
However, Li Peicheng deliberately smiled and remained silent, neither saying yes nor saying no, but just staring into the distance calmly, not knowing what he was thinking.
Old Taoist Cang Hao couldn't help but become a little anxious, and complained: "Brother, Sect Master, if you go into battle, there will be nothing to do with Brother Qingyu and me!"
Although Master Qingyu looks as calm as water on the surface, in fact, his heart is as passionate as fire at this time. The sentence "The Dragon Returns to the Sea" seems to be talking about the old Taoist Cang Hao, but it is not talking about himself. Once, Master Qingyu was everywhere on earth.
He had been fighting for more than a thousand years. Later, outsiders slaughtered the Chinese cultivation world, and more than half of his Kunlun sect's elites were destroyed. Even his master Xuan Huanzi was killed. But at that time, he was not capable enough and could not avenge blood.
, a fierce resentment has been held in the chest and cannot be dissipated. Now he finally came to Jidu Star and started a new monastic career. The seemingly immortal Qingyu Daoist, who came out of the world indifferently, also needs blood to inspire him.
His endless fighting spirit supports him on the boring and arduous road of cultivation.
So when Master Qingyu saw Li Peicheng being silent, he couldn't help but smile lightly and echoed what Cang Hao said: "What Brother Cang Hao said is reasonable. There is no need for clowns like this to take action against the sect leader!"
Li Peicheng slowly turned his head, glanced at the two of them, and said, "In that case, why are you still standing?"
The two of them were overjoyed when they heard this. They bowed slightly to Li Peicheng and said, "Take your orders!"
After saying that, the two of them flew away. Master Qingyu still had an indifferent expression, as if he were floating like a fairy, as if he would be like this even if the sky fell. However, Master Cang Hao's pair of mung bean eyes showed a fierce look, and his body faintly exuded an ancient strange feeling.
The beast tyrant descends to the earth with a fierce and domineering aura.
Li Peicheng smiled indifferently and watched the two people facing the blood soul, vampire ghost and others. He was not worried about the safety of the two people at all. On the one hand, he, who was a master in the tribulation period, was sitting at the rear. On the other hand, Qingyu Zhenren
He and Cang Hao have practiced Taoism for more than a thousand years. Although their skills are currently limited, their Taoist practices are extremely profound, and their moods are as calm as water. Moreover, they have high-quality magic weapons in their hands. Even if their cultivation is higher than that of Blood Soul and
Vampires are a step below, but they have absolutely no problem protecting themselves at worst.
When the two elders headed by Blood Soul and Vampire saw Master Qingyu and Master Cang Hao coming towards them, their eyes shot out two fierce and fierce lights, and they looked at the cultivation realm of Master Qingyu and Master Cang Hao unscrupulously.
Master Qingyu secretly had an idea flashing in his heart, but on the surface he still bowed politely to the visitor from a distance and said: "I am a poor Taoist, Huang Zong Qingyu, I don't know why you have come all the way here?"
Old Taoist Cang Hao glanced at Master Qingyu with dissatisfaction. He was originally a monster, but now he is like a dragon returning to the sea. His true nature is revealed. He is not used to seeing Master Qingyu show so many false courtesy. According to his intention, he might as well fight directly.
However, Master Qingyu had to give face to Cang Hao, so he could only squint his mung bean eyes and look fiercely at the two blood souls and vampires who looked like they were not good people at first sight, and his mind was already gone.
Tightly connected with the eight-edged purple gold hammer, he is ready to sacrifice those two big guys at any time to kill everyone.
The blood soul and the vampire ghost found that Qingyu Zhenren and Cang Hao were only a little lower in cultivation than them. Although they were determined, they were slightly surprised. They looked at Li Peicheng upstairs in Sihai Palace from a distance. First, because the distance was a little bit
Far, secondly, Li Peicheng's cultivation level is higher than theirs, and they can't see the depth at all. They secretly calculated in their hearts that Li Peicheng's most powerful should not exceed the level of mid- to late-stage distraction. He has three distraction-stage monks here, and eight others.
As a monk who is at least in the late Nascent Soul stage or above, as long as nothing unexpected happens, he should still have a chance to win. Besides, the Scarlet Blood Peak is only six or seven hundred miles away. If something goes wrong, you can call for help at any time.
After such a calculation, the people of the Blood Clothes Sect were used to being ruthless. The Blood Soul ignored the distracted initial cultivation of Qing Yu and the others, and said arrogantly and sadly: "You Yanhuang Sect are so brave, come to my Red Blood Mountain
To open a cave, first, you did not seek the consent of my Blood-clothed Sect, and second, we sent people to inform you with good intentions, but you humiliated them instead! Now I give you two choices, first, offer five pieces of purple violet stone, or a treasure of considerable value.
, then cut off one of his arms, kowtow and admit his mistake, and pay tribute every fifty years from now on, and die!"
The corner of Li Peicheng's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a sneer. He thought to himself that back then, a man like Brother Li only had more than twenty pieces of Purple Stone in his storage ring. A distracted guy like him asked for five pieces of Purple Stone as soon as he opened his mouth.
It's really a lion's mouth.
Master Qingyu smiled faintly after hearing this, and wanted to exchange a few words with Elder Blood Soul, but Old Master Cang Hao couldn't hold it in any longer and shouted loudly, "Then you first ask your uncle about the eight-edged purple gold hammer in my hand.
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Before he finished speaking, two rays of purple light flashed in the air, and a pair of huge eight-edged purple gold hammers shot out across the sky, covering Old Dao Cang Hao's entire body behind, with only a small head exposed.
As soon as the eight-edged purple gold hammer came out, a domineering aura suddenly burst out from Cang Hao's body. People did not feel that he was short at all. Instead, he felt that such a short man was holding two giant hammers, a bit like a giant spirit god.
It is majestic and tall, standing unshakable between heaven and earth.
Master Qingyu saw that Cang Hao had even sacrificed the eight-edged purple gold hammer, so he could only smile lightly and said: "I think there should be a third option, and that is for you to die!"
Clang! There was a sword chant, and a crystal clear flying sword without a trace of impurities, shimmering with cold light, was suspended in mid-air, breathing out the slightest bit of cold air. As soon as the sword came out, everyone felt the temperature around them drop suddenly, and the flying sword
The surrounding air seemed to be frozen.
This sword is another magic weapon of Master Qingyu, the Xuan Bing Han Light Sword. It is slightly inferior to the Dragon Binding Rope, but it is a top-grade magic weapon.