So many changes have taken place on Kongsang Mountain in a short period of time, and it is impossible to rely solely on a few hundred disciples of the Blood Refining Hall.

Whether it is the plants on the mountain or the pavilions and palaces, they are all the result of the efforts of hundreds of thousands of people.

After several reincarnations, Jingzhou accumulated more than tens of millions of wealth in the jade pendant. Even if hundreds of thousands of people were used to build large-scale construction projects, the cost would only be 23/10.

If not, just relying on the power of a hundred or ten people, if you want to make such a change, it will probably take tens to hundreds of years.

"I originally wanted to establish a religion and preach, but this time I became the head teacher of the Blood Refining Hall, which saved me a lot of trouble."

"Establishing a great religion, gathering luck, and supplementing it with the Book of Heaven, the realm of Taiqing is at your fingertips."

If these words were heard by outsiders, their eyes would definitely fall to the floor.

What a realm the Taiqing realm is!

Looking at the leaders of various sects, they are only in the realm of the Supreme Purity.

Even the Poison God who has lived in the Ten Thousand Poison Sect for countless years does not dare to say that he can set foot in the realm of Taiqing in this life.

When the wild dog saw the young and old leading a group of Blood Refining Hall disciples, he came to his senses and hurriedly moved towards his front legs to avoid being affected by the ensuing fight.

Although Taoist Wild Dog standing aside was so frightened that his legs were weak, he knew why and said: "Wrong or wrong, it was you who killed the Blood Refining Hall in the Taiqing Realm."

Those disciples were accepted by the Queen of the Moon, and they only looked at their character and judged what was right and what was wrong.

Is there nothing to be afraid of?

One of the disciples shouted.

Behind the crowd, there was a small sandalwood chair. There were eight people sitting under the two rows of chairs on the right and left. They were outstanding and distinguished. In the middle, under the small chair at the head, sat a man wearing a dark green Taoist robe with a crane-bone immortal style.

, a Taoist with warm and dark eyes.

It’s Sheng Xian!

Several skulls opened their bloody mouths and were about to rush forward to plunder the blood food. The old and rough voice sounded: "Vampire old man, is there any misunderstanding? Your Blood Refining Hall and Wan Du Sect belong to the same holy sect.

How could you harm Sheng Xianjun privately?"

Behind the tripod, there are more than ten people, working in pairs, practicing fighting skills.

The smell of blood became stronger and stronger.

Suddenly the wild dog was startled by his inexplicable idea.

"The king who killed Taiqing Realm is still an egg. Do you really think that grandpa has any means? Grandpa first sucks the blood of his blood refining hall disciples and collects some interest for your disciple!"

My grandma, who is the bastard who made the rule that people in the devil's sect must be humans or ghosts, hiding in a land of hair, and living a secret life?

I am not a bad person, just a small evil person. I should be the enemy of bad people in my life!

"The Taiqing Realm is still not enough. The beast god who has lived for thousands of years is an existence that transcends the Taiqing Realm."

The newly initiated disciple was polishing his body and practicing sparring, when suddenly he felt the ground shake violently, and then there seemed to be no sound in the air.

Everyone in Qingyun praised the leader for his foresight and foresight.

The last moment, the polymath's body was chewed by several skeletons.

If we lose, we'll just die together.

Others know it, but after the wild dog has been with Taiqing Realm for a long time, he naturally understands that this blood light is the vampire old demon's special skill of sucking blood. As long as it is touched by the red light, it will be sucked dry.

Bloody to death.

"Do you know what the important thing is that the master has called you to wait for today?" The speaker was the first, short Taoist sitting on the right.

I saw you twisting your waist again, with affectionate expressions on your face, and a smile on your lips as you said, "You know that the old vampires are still in need of someone to serve you. Although the slave family is good at martial arts, their ability to serve others is obviously worse than that of the Hehuan sect.

"

But seeing his sleeves waving, dozens of streams of light flew in all directions, the void shook, and from the foot of Shengxian Mountain, countless rays of light shot straight into the sky, creating a myriad of phenomena and magnificent momentum.

"Zongzhu Mountain?"

What's more, has the sect master Yamashita not been set up in a small formation by Kong Sang?

That Taoist with a fairy-like demeanor is the famous Master Daoxuan of the Qingyun Sect.

The young man's eyes widened, and two rays of blood shot out, blocking a pair of flying skeletons. However, the beautiful woman beside me did not think that the old vampire was not only caring about the fact that the young family belonged to the Holy Cult.

Although he was not interested in his own body, he shot a few seconds too fast. Although he blocked one skeleton, he was shot through the chest by two other skeletons.

"ding dong"

Except for one disciple who was holding a long sword and could barely stand, all the other disciples were paralyzed and trembling.

Most of the disciples from the Blood Refining Hall are new to the mountain. Who have seen such a scene before?

Liu Hao, that big man, is not a man of character, so he fell into the hands of the old vampire demon. After a little questioning, wouldn't it make sense?

However, everyone secretly felt that there was something missing under their heads that could be said to be the clear path or enlightenment, and even their breathing became a little slower due to this.

Seeing everyone's explanation, Daoxuan said anxiously: "You junior brothers, you don't know anything. Although the sect leader's mountain is a rough place, it will become an important stronghold of the demon sect four hundred years later. Those who are in your right path are encircling and suppressing it."

Above, the devil's evil sect was defeated and moved away, and the mountain became deserted. According to the letter from the spies, we know why, half a year later, there are no remnants of the devil's sect under the mountain, and there is no sign of small construction projects."

The other people under the small sandalwood chairs were also stunned. After a while, a short and fat Taoist came back to his senses and said: "Could it be that the head brother is talking about the Sect Master Mountain without the 'Ancient Skeleton of Ten Thousand Bats'?"

At that time, a beautiful male Taoist Rere said: "Your Qingyun Sect has always been a famous sect since the founding of the sect by the founder. Now, the demon sect's demons have death in mind, but they are not ready to move. You and other Qingyun disciples should uphold

Tao eliminates adultery!"

Even if you die, you will be bad. In your previous life, can you be a mortal again?

Kong Sang is indeed a man among the gods!

Those few short months of life under the sect leader were far better than the decades that followed when I was like a rat crossing the street.

Then a few more screams were heard, and a few unlucky disciples got too close to the ghost and were eaten alive.

The bearded young man behind the eyes has a lower status than the wild dog Taoist who later taught us Taoism.

As if feeling the fury of the old vampire demon, the evil wind suddenly rose, and several skeletons immediately flew upwards with their fangs exposed.

...

Who is the bastard who stipulates that people in the demon sect must kill people and learn weird and cruel techniques?

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! From the moment I kowtow in front of the ancestor, I will be a person of the Blood Refining Hall in my life and a ghost of the Blood Refining Hall in my death.

Cangsong Taoist, whose status was second only to Daoxuan, frowned.

The old vampire demon turned the red skull magic weapon in his hand, and several streaks of blood with a fishy smell flew out.

The old vampire demon with a withered face was furious: "What the hell! Tai Qingjing was killed by them in the Blood Refining Hall. Is it possible that they died after living enough? Liu Hao said it, but they still dare to

You deserve to die for lying to grandpa!"

A mere special disciple of the Blood Refining Hall dares to offend me, the old vampire demon, huh, he should be destroyed!

The old man and the young man bowed tremblingly to the clouds in the air.

How could I not have such perverse thoughts!

He spends his days hiding and drinking blood. He has no skills to practice and no compound to live in. He is respectfully called "Elder Wild Dog" wherever he goes.

that day

Among them, the Nagato branch is located at the main peak, Tongtian Peak, which is the center of gravity.

Everyone in the hall nodded in agreement.

At that time, dark clouds rolled in the sky, and a thick smell of blood came with the wind, filling the entire foot of the sect leader's mountain.

Dao Xuan said: "It's just a monster from the Demon Cult. He has always been treacherous and vicious. You want to send Yicai first to investigate."

With the sound of "click, click, click", the originally living person was immediately eaten, leaving nothing but scraps on the ground.

I saw that the seal in the hand of the figure in the sky changed again, the clouds of clouds in the sky disappeared, and the four formation flags in front of it fell down, forming four palaces and falling under the white jade square.

Let's talk about the disciples who are able to control objects. Even the young and old who have lived for hundreds of years have never seen such a scene. Just look at the power emanating from the air weapon and they can regain it.

It's easy to kill me.

After a long while, the wild dog didn't feel any pain before he consciously opened his eyes.

As soon as the violent voice fell, dark red blood light spread out, dyeing a dark cloud into blood.

In an instant, it seemed like a lifetime, from being raised by wild dogs to inviting Sheng Xianjun to come to the Blood Refining Hall to assist in boxing, to the pavilions and palaces rising under the sect master's mountain, each scene flashed in my eyes.

At this time, the only person who could show magical powers under the sect leader's mountain was Kong Sang, who had never been seen before. The disciples really thought that there was no seventh person.

But can Kong Sang defeat the old vampire demon who became famous a hundred years later?

As one of the three sects of the Right Way, Fenxiang Valley has been in the Taiqing Realm for eight hundred years since ancient times.

Want good things!

Several figures came out of the small hall, neither female nor male, and the leader was none other than the young and old.

Sect leader Yamashita

There were only small cries around, the cold wind was blowing, and the disciples of the Blood Refining Hall above the blood-colored clouds felt chills all over their bodies.
To be continued...