Whether it was her brother who broke through to Fatian or whether he had a fight with the Blood Lord at Jiuluo Holy Mountain, she was not surprised at all.

Because that's his brother.

With his understanding, no one in this world can surpass himself.

"Then...what should we do?"

Bei Ming took a deep breath and looked at Li Yingyue: "There is less than a month left. The sir is going to fight the Blood Lord. Our Eighteen Cities..." She wanted to speak but stopped. Li Yingyue shook her head: "It's okay, let's stick to it!"

"Don't go?"

Bei Ming was stunned: "That's the decisive battle between Mr. and Jiuluo. Win or lose, but it determines everything. Don't we need to go and see it?"

“What’s needed?”

Li Yingyue shook her head: "The end of the matter is just a result, but you didn't say a wrong sentence, that is, this battle is the battle that determines everything."

"Since that's the case, you can continue to give the order. After the battle of the eighteen cities, you will start to take over the power of the Wudie City and prepare to take over Jiuluo!"

This is faith! Absolute confidence in Li Rufeng! Even if the blood master was born and destroyed in a half step, Li Yingyue had already seen his ending! As she said, this battle had only one ending before it even began.

Bei Ming's pupils shrank, and he nodded: "Okay!"

Looking at Beiming who was retreating, Li Yingyue smiled slightly.

She looked at the direction of the Wudi City and murmured: "Brother has already entered Fatian. It seems that I have to hurry up and hurry up, otherwise, I am afraid I will never catch up with him in my life!"

Jiuluo Holy Mountain is located at the junction of Jiuluo and Jiucheng.

This is the gathering center of the soul field, like a lonely peak standing above the sea of ​​the Yellow Springs.

The peak is more than 10,000 meters high, with cliffs all around the sky, surrounded by the yellow spring, and the peak is covered by blood clouds for years.

And rumors are that under the yellow springs of Jiuluo Holy Mountain, there is the road leading to the Eighteenth Hall.

But although the Eighteenth Palace exists, it is just a legend for everyone. Even the lord of Jiuluo City has never arrived.

Because, there is no qualification! The top of the mountain is covered by blood clouds.

There is a vast blood-colored lake here.

The lake is vast, covering an area of ​​tens of thousands of square kilometers, and is more than 1,000 meters deep. It is called a blood lake, but in fact it is more like a small sea of ​​blood.

And at this moment.

On the shore of Blood Lake, a middle-aged man was sitting there.

His face was majestic, and his eyes were filled with a coldness that pointed directly at the heart of the people.

Sitting there, although I see it, I can’t see it, and it’s like I’m in a different world.

He sat there quietly, staring at the blood lake in front of him.

I saw that under the blood lake, there were all kinds of hideous and strange ghosts.

The snake enters, like a dragon or a fish, but it has pairs of wings.

They were swimming there, making roars, and a faint breath of death suppressed them! Beside the middle-aged man, there was a man shrouded in black fog, saying something respectfully to him.

After a long time, the middle-aged man smiled slightly.

With a light pointing at the lake, a ghost in the swimming flew out and landed in the man's hand.

At this moment, I finally saw the true face of this ghost. It turned out to be a blood spirit dragon! Blood spirit dragon: a ghost in the soul realm is also the existence that all soul cultivators fear the most. It is good at liking soul objects and is born with special magical powers to restrain soul power.

It is rumored that there is a clan under the sea of ​​blood called the Shura clan. It was transformed from the body of the blood spirit dragon. After adulthood, its cultivation level is at least five tribulations of the Divine Treasure.

The blood spirit dragon fell into the man's hand, as if it was in the push of food. His eyes emitted a strange light, which actually gnawed the man's palm directly.

The man's face did not change, as if he didn't feel any pain at all, but instead laughed: "It's interesting, are you still waiting for a month after waiting for two months?

OK, it's just one month!"

He looked at the bloody dragon in his hand, stretched out his fingers, grabbed it directly, and threw it into his mouth.

A scream came from his mouth, which was the scream of the Blood Spirit Dragon.

And he was covered in blood and his smile made people feel terrified.

………A month later.

At the foot of Jiuluo Mountain, on both sides of the sea of ​​the Yellow Springs.

Countless strong men gather here.

Their eyes were all staring at the Jiuluo Holy Mountain in the distance, waiting for the invitation to come.

Tang Yan is an unknown casual cultivator, and his whole cultivation is only in the realm of all things.

When he heard that Yang people were about to fight the Blood Lord of the Wudie City at Jiuluo Holy Mountain, he also came here.

The duel of the strong and visiting in person is of great benefit to the practitioners.

Especially the stronger the battle between the strong, the more terrifying the benefits.

In the world of cultivation, there are many practitioners who feel something when watching the strong fight, and fall into sudden enlightenment, thus fading into simplicity, turning into cocoons and butterflies, and thus their practice surges.

This is also the reason why since ancient times, any great warrior will never lack audiences.

Not to mention that this time it was a decisive battle between Yang Ren and Jiuluo City Lord.

One is a Yangren who has been rare in a hundred years or even thousands of years.

One is the supreme powerhouse standing at the peak of the soul realm.

This battle is a legendary battle, and it is absolutely no exaggeration! He also thought in his heart that the number of viewers of this battle would probably reach an unprecedented level, but when he arrived, he realized that the scale he expected seemed a little joke.

At first glance, it was originally a vast sea of ​​Yellow Springs, like ants on the ground, crowded.

Looking up, the strong stood in the void, like birds and stars in the sky.

Uncountable.

He didn't know how many people there were, because he stood at the edge, like a drop of blood from the sea, or as small as gravel on the beach.

However, he was soon shocked.

Because some strong people he felt that he would never see in his life appeared here at this moment.

"The leader of Yin Shen Sect: Yin Shen King, the strong man in the Three Difficulties of Dharma Heaven!"

"The leader of the Hundred Ghosts Sect: Demons and Hundred Kills, the powerful man in the Three Difficulties of the Dharma Heaven!"

"The Master of the Five Elements Sect: Jin Immortal, a powerful man in the Three Difficulties of Dharma Heaven!"

"Lin family in Jiuluojingjiang, Lin Yiting!"

"Jiu Luoxi Chu Xiang family, Xiang Shen Spear!"

"The house in Black and White City!"

"Senluo Baiyun Mountain, a gate in the clouds!"

...One of them should have been high above, never appearing in everyone's vision, and have always been worshipped, but now they are like ordinary existences, sitting around the world, silently looking at the Jiuluo Holy Mountain, without saying anything, becoming embellished green leaves.

Shocking, Tang Yan sighed.

The grand occasion in the soul realm that has never been seen for many years has completely kicked off at this moment.

"It's no wonder that the real strong man is ahead, but you only see those few existences. You are nearly 150 years old and you can't even enter the Shenzang!"

A sneer suddenly came, and Tang Yan looked at it and it was an old man next to him who spoke.

And that old man was a god who had three tribulations.

Tang Yan's face changed and he quickly said respectfully: "I have seen seniors. I don't know that seniors are now. I forgive my guilt!"
Chapter completed!