Yin Lingxiao was practicing in the back mountain, but the stone door suddenly opened, and a man in black stood at the door with a black mask on his face.
The shape of this mask is very strange and not at all the style of the Central Plains.
The world has been divided into three parts for a long time. The aesthetic styles of Eastern Zhou Dynasty, Western Xia Dynasty and Nanliang Dynasty are very different.
The masks of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty are more elegant, the masks of the Southern Liang Dynasties are more delicate, and the masks of the Western Xia Dynasty are more rough.
The mask in front of me has a very strange shape, with a towering aquiline nose, two upward pointed ears on both sides, and two protruding fangs, giving off an exotic feel. ??
"Who are you!"
Yin Lingxiao held the sacred wood sword in his hand and was ready to fight tooth and nail.
"Are you, the majestic head of the Lingxiao Sect, going to live an ignoble existence and succumb to a eunuch?"
The man in black did not answer, but walked forward slowly.
Yin Lingxiao raised the sacred wooden sword and shouted: "Stop!"
The man in black ignored it and slowly walked into the cave, looking at the ghosts nailed to the wall.
"You sacrificed your lives for him and worked with him to deal with the ghost clan. You sacrificed so much. In the end, he crossed the river and burned the bridge, and you became the ones who were taken advantage of."
"You still surrender to this kind of person? The martial arts community in the Central Plains has become a weakling?"
The man in black walked up to the ghost soldier and stretched out his hand. His long black nails were sharp and could easily cut off a piece of flesh.
The ghost soldiers were numb and seemed to be unable to feel pain.
The ghost meat was slowly put into his mouth. The man in black tasted it and nodded: "The taste is almost the same. Well, no, there is still a difference."
Yin Lingxiao looked confused and asked: "Who are you? What are you doing here?"
The man in black turned around and looked at Yin Lingxiao, smiling coldly: "Who am I? I'm here to save you."
Yin Lingxiao sneered: "Why don't you dare to show your true colors to save us? Do you want to hide your head and tail like this?"
The man in black laughed and said, "It's enough to know that I'm here to save you, why do you want to see my face?"
Yin Lingxiao secretly prepared, he still had a few fire thunders on his body, which he got from Yanmen Pass.
With so many armies, there are always people selling arms.
Lingxiao Sect and other sects collected a lot of firearms, and some sects even started to imitate them.
"I can't even see my face, how can I believe your lies!"
call.
The black shadow flashed, and Yin Lingxiao was pressed against the wall. A palm was slapped on his chest. Yin Lingxiao instantly lost his ability to resist.
"Just because I can kill you easily, I don't need to lie!"
The man in black let go, and Yin Lingxiao collapsed on the ground.
This man in black was so strong that he had no time to resist.
This level of cultivation is probably similar to that of Long Chen and the Empress.
"you."
"Don't ask, you can call me the Holy Blood Messenger. I come from the Western Region. I came to the Central Plains this time to find out about the situation in the Central Plains. We want to destroy the Eastern Zhou Dynasty and kill Long Chen, the empress."
"If you can't stay in the Central Plains any longer, you can follow me to the Western Regions, wait for the troops to gather, and join me in counterattacking the Eastern Zhou Dynasty."
The man in black looked down at Yin Lingxiao on the ground, his dark red eyes were strange and revealed a pressure.
"I don't believe you."
Yin Lingxiao was scared, but he didn't believe it.
"Huh, I'll give you time to think about it, and I'll find someone else."
"However, you don't have much time. Once Long Chen takes action, your death will not be far away. You should know that he is ruthless and ruthless in his actions."
Yin Lingxiao remained silent.
This is true. Anyone who dares not to follow Long Chen's orders will die.
There is not much time left for Lingxiao Sect.
"I."
"I figured it out, come find me at Fenghou Valley, two hundred miles west of Jinsha City."
The man in black disappeared in a flash, and Yin Lingxiao stared blankly at the entrance of the cave.
This speed even surpasses Long Chen and the Empress. Where does this person come from? Holy Blood Messenger? Western Region
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Yin Lingxiao's heart became even more confused.
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A winding trail winds up, with a canyon sandwiched between two peaks.
The canyon is so narrow that only a carriage can pass through it.
Passing through the canyon, there is a valley inside, surrounded by red mountains, and in the middle is a huge stone tower with a total of eight floors. ??
This is the sect of the Eighth Floor.
A young female disciple hurriedly entered the stone tower. A wooden staircase in the middle spiraled upwards. The skylight filtered in from the surrounding windows, making the inside look dark and unclear.
When ascending to the eighth floor, there was a small door. The female disciple pushed the door and went in. Inside was an exquisite small attic, where Qi Lian, the owner of the eighth floor building, was located.
"Master."
"How is the situation outside the valley?"
Qi Lian has fair complexion and black hair hanging down on the couch. She looks like a young girl in her early twenties.
After eating ghost meat and ghost blood, Qi Lian's body showed signs of rejuvenation, her cultivation level skyrocketed, and she had reached the true state.
Given time, Qi Lian is sure that she will be able to break through to her true state and be on par with the empress, Long Chen.
In such a good situation, how could Qi Lian be willing to suddenly hear that he had to detoxify and give up his cultivation and lifespan?
"Scholar Li and Hong Xiao are back. They conveyed King Wu's order. Everyone in the world must detoxify, and those who don't follow will be destroyed!"
The female disciple spoke very carefully, for fear of offending Qi Lian.
"This King Wu is so aggressive. I remember when he didn't have enough troops, he asked Zhuang Ling'er to persuade us to join the battle. Now that the battle is over, he has crossed the river and demolished the bridge to avenge kindness. After all, he was born as a eunuch and doesn't know what loyalty is!"
Qi Lian's face was cold, and the air around her seemed to have solidified. The female disciple felt her body trembling slightly. She was very afraid of this kind of pressure.
"Go and contact several other sects and tell their leaders and sect masters that I will not sit still and wait for death. I want us to take the initiative to go to Yuncheng to detoxify, give up our cultivation, and dream!"
The female disciple worshiped:
"Disciple accepts the order."
After closing the door, the female disciple carefully went downstairs.
Qi Lian opened a box next to her. Inside was dried meat made by the ghost tribe.
After eating a piece, Qi Lian felt that the taste was indescribably delicious.
"Give up. How is that possible!"
With her strength increased and her morale high, Qi Lian was ready to take action, wanting to compete with the Empress and Long Chen to see how far behind she was. She even, like Meng Yidao, understood the true meaning in a duel with top masters and broke through to the true state.
There is a window sill outside the small attic, where you can stand and look out at the entire valley.
In early winter, the mountain wind was cold, but Qi Lian didn't feel it because the window was always open.
Suddenly, a black shadow appeared on the windowsill.
"who!"
A burst of true energy shot out, and the black shadow turned the true energy away with his backhand.
Qi Lian was surprised. With her current level of cultivation, could this man in black actually turn away the true energy?
"take it easy."
Seeing that Qi Lian was about to run away, the man in black immediately spoke to comfort her.
"Who are you?"
Qi Lian stared at the man in black coldly.
"I come from the Western Region, you can call me the Holy Blood Messenger."
The man in black stared at Qi Lian with his dark red eyes, looking very calm and without any deception.
"Bloodbringer?"
Qi Lian was not familiar with the Western Regions and only learned about the situation in the Western Regions from some merchants from the Western Regions.
Apart from business travel, there were very few contacts between the Central Plains and the Western Regions.
"Yes, I am the Holy Blood Messenger. I came from the Western Regions to save you."
The man in black walked slowly into the small attic. Qi Lian frowned and felt very unhappy.
This is her own space and she hates others entering it.
"You came here to save us? You are a very kind person, do you think I am stupid?"
Of course Qi Lian didn't believe it. There are no kind people in the world. As long as they are not stupid, they all have their own agenda.
