In ancient times, since the Beidou True King and the Heavenly Demon True King split the land and divide the territory, the border spiritual realm has become two parts that are incompatible with water and fire. Moreover, after tens of thousands of years of disputes, it has accumulated deep hatreds that cannot be dissolved for a hundred years. In the hearts of the righteous monks, eliminating demons and defending the way is the duty, but in the eyes of the demon monks, expelling the righteous and defending the demons is also an instinct.

Even in the laws of the Great Qin and the Great Rong countries, it is strictly forbidden to intermarry between the people of the two countries. Once it is discovered that it is the unforgivable sin of killing the nine clans and killing the monks of the enemy country, not only does it have no punishment, but it can receive a considerable bounty in the government office.

Those monks of the righteous path were already a little nervous among the demons, afraid that the monks of the demons would be too weak and were nervous and were nervous, but they did not expect that the development of things would be extremely unfavorable.

Now in the situation of both the righteous and the demons, the righteous and the evil path is completely at a disadvantage. With several genius disciples of the Demon Sect, they want to escape and are delusional, just like catfish on the chopping board, and they can only be slaughtered by the demon monks.

For a moment, among the eight or nine of them, five or six planes were ashes, and their eyes were filled with horror. It was obvious that they were already in a panic in their hearts, but the righteous monks were not completely weak and could be bullied, and there were also those who were arrogant and proud.

A young man with a golden lotus embroidered with a golden lotus walked out angrily and laughed wildly, "If you have the ability to fight alone, let me see the magical powers of the demonic way, what is the ability to rely on the masses to bully the weak?"

Amid the crazy laughter, the young man stepped forward with a majestic step. Every time he took a step forward, the rocks under his feet raised high, giving birth to a stepping platform like a golden lotus, making him always high, like a god.

"The golden lotus is born step by step. It should be the golden lotus son, the first genius of Lu State. I didn't expect him to come here."

"Yes, it is said that this person accidentally swallowed the golden lotus in his childhood. He practiced the magical power of the golden lotus body tempering. He was not afraid of any attacks from magical instruments. He had a place on the list of young masters in the Bianhuang Spirit Realm."

"This person is young and has a very high talent for cultivation. He stays in Lu's country to practice. There will be a time when the Nascent Soul is expected. Unfortunately, people are not in a good mood and snakes swallow elephants. But they go to the ruins of the imperial city and the tiger's mouth to seize food. It's really not worth dying."

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The demon monks present all had their own opinions, but they all had their spiritual communication in private, but no one responded. First, the young master Jinlian was extremely powerful. If he wanted to do it, he should also consider his own strength. Second, the big-bellied demon in the Earth Demon Sect was a lesson. Then it is not easy to be a pioneer. If you want to show off, you have to see if it is worth it?

Master Jinlian sneered, as if he was extremely conceited, and laughed: "Saint of Heavenly Demon, I heard that you are the most famous genius in the Bianhuang Spirit Realm. My Jinlian Master Jinlian of Lu is not talented and is willing to experience the magical powers of the Heavenly Demon Cult."

As soon as he finished speaking, the demon monks were stunned and thought to himself whether this person was so funny? How could the devil saint be you who could challenge it? It was simply seeking death.

The Demon Saint sighed slightly, as if regretting the passing of a life, and said calmly: "Son of the Ghost Demon, although this Jinlian Young Master is not weak in talent, he still has a lifespan of hundreds of years. Your ghost general has been promoted to the eighth level, which is just right to sacrifice this person's lifespan to a stable level."

While she was talking, she never looked like Master Jinlian from beginning to end. She took off the scroll hanging on her back with her slender hands, held it in her arms and gently stroked it. Her eyebrows exposed on her veil were frowning together, thinking hard without saying a word, as if she was thinking about some difficult-to-solve problem.

When Master Jinlian heard her words, he seemed not surprised. In the Bianhuang Spirit Realm, there were very few Jindan monks who were interested in the Demon Saint Girl. Although Master Jinlian was the dominant state of Lu, he was nothing in the Bianhuang Kingdom.

Volunteering to fight against the Demon Saint, he just wanted to put a gold on his face. Master Jinlian turned around and immediately became serious. He clasped his fists to Mo Wentian and said, "Saint Son of Ghost Evil Cave Ghost Evil Soul Control Technique is extremely powerful. I am just about to ask for advice."

Mo Wentian couldn't help but complain. How could he have any magical magic of ghost demon control? Isn't this a difficult task for herself? The devil saint chose to do it herself. Could it be that she had already seen through her fake identity?

For a moment, I felt very troubled. The Jinlian Young Master Jindan's cultivation level in the late stage is probably not below the Thirteenth Taibao. If he wants to win the battle, he can only rely on two spiritual weapons. But if any of these two treasures is really revealed, he will be immediately dismembered by the demon cultivator present.

Just when he was at a loss, the Blood-Devouring Saint Son saw it and immediately shouted strangely: "The Demon Saint, the Ghost Demon seems to be disdainful to take action. Why not give this to me!"

Speaking of this, he turned around and looked at the Golden Lotus Master without waiting for the Heavenly Demon Saint to reply. A greedy light flashed in his blood pupils, and said with a smile: "Golden Lotus Master, right? It is said that you accidentally swallowed the Golden Lotus for ten thousand years when you were young. The blood contained the spirituality of the Golden Lotus. If I drink your blood, I might have realized the Golden Lotus's body protection power."

As soon as the words fell, the Blood-Devouring Saint Son opened his mouth and vomited, and a blood light shot out like lightning in it, turning into a blood net in the air, wrapping the Golden Lotus Young Master inside from head to toe.

In an instant, Master Jinlian was like wearing a human skin full of plasma. He struggled desperately inside, but he could not break free from the constraints of that layer of plasma, as if it was a ball of constantly wriggling flesh and blood, indescribably disgusting.

After all, Young Master Jinlian has some skills to be on the list of Young Master Jinlian. Suddenly, a golden lotus appeared in his palm, blowing the sticky plasma into a blood hole. The hand stretched out and pulled it hard on his face, as if tore off a bloody flesh, revealing his face as frost. Two golden lotus flashed in his eyes, and he shouted coldly: "The Blood-Devouring Holy Son is just a false reputation!"

The Blood-Devouring Holy Son seemed a little surprised with a "Huh" sound. He immediately made a mistake on the ground, and his whole body turned into a ball of blood mist like lightning, wrapping the Golden Lotus Master tightly inside. The blood plasma was like a sticky blood lake, which was more than a hundred times thicker than just now.

The young master Jinlian was immediately shocked and activated the magic power of the Dantian without any chance. Golden lotus appeared all over his body. Originally, his magical power had an instinctive restraint against evil spirits, but the blood was extremely corrosive, and it actually corroded the golden lotus all over. The skin on his body cracked, revealing the flesh and muscles and bones inside. Blood overflowed in the blood vessels, as if thousands of returnees were flowing into the blood mist in the sky.

Master Jinlian let out a shrill cry: "Blood-eating... Holy Son, indeed... the name is not... the false transmission!"

The words he said were as if an old man had used all his strength to lift a stone mortar. Then his voice was choked up like a person with asthma for a long time. His heartbeat was like a vicious woman hitting the wall and splashing blood. He felt the blood overflowing his heart in the collision.

The blood mist in the sky gradually drifted away. The Jinlian Master was dead without a complete corpse. Only the dead white bones and only the rotten flesh were left, but no drop of blood was left, which made people feel cold in their hearts.

"Hahaha! This is the right master, but just a waste!"

A sticky cloud of blood that seemed to be dripping dripping floated up in the sky, and two bloody and violent eyes shot straight down inside, sweeping the righteous monks under their feet, as if they were choosing prey inside.

Unexpectedly, as soon as his words finished, a cold voice came from afar.

"The Blood-Devouring Holy Son, so majestic! You actually despise the right path and no one is there. I, the True Lord of Tianyi, want to ask for advice."

As soon as he finished speaking, a golden shadow appeared at the end of his sight. The man seemed to shrink into an inch. He clearly saw a thousand feet away from the previous one, but in the blink of an eye, he had already appeared within ten feet, which made people feel unresponsive.

"True Lord Tianyi!"

The monks who were originally frightened and lost seemed to have found their backbone at this time, and cheered happily on their faces, and all the stars surrounded them like the moon.

At this time, eight or nine figures appeared at the end of their sight. The righteous monks tried their best to recognize their identities immediately and couldn't help but lower their heads and whisper.

"Why are there only seven of the 13th Grandmaster in the Seven Star Palace? Are the others behind?"

"Thousands of miles of icebergs and thousands of miles of snow, thousands of miles of fire burning thousands of miles of clouds, they are actually the two leaders of the Innate Sect. These two are the two top ten Golden Pill Cultivators in Zheng State."

"Why didn't you see the True Lord Xingyue? Could it be that there are other adventures? She has the spiritual weapon rewarded by the Lord of the Seven Star Palace. Killing the Golden Pill monk is like drinking water and eating."

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The righteous monks all talked about their own words. Although they looked a little puzzled, with these strong support coming, at least they were temporarily worried about their lives, and their joy on their faces could not be concealed.

The blood-devouring Holy Son was full of anger and reluctance. How could the prey on his mouth run away in vain? Blood pupils stared at the golden shadow and said violently: "You are the True Lord of Tianyi. I heard that you are a peerless genius who is hard to produce in the border deserter for thousands of years. If your blood demon is drunk, it will definitely increase the cultivation talent of this demon."

"I don't know how to live or die! I actually put my ideas on me?"

The golden shadow was very angry. He stretched out his hands and rubbed his palms. A thick lightning like a wrist broke through the air and wrapped around the blood mist, and waves of electric arcs poured down like waves.

In an instant, it seemed as if thousands of thunder and lightning broke through the darkness, forming countless dancing silver snakes. The blood mist immediately dissipated when it was stained, and it melted immediately when it hit it. In a moment, a very deep crack was torn open.

A muffled groan came from the blood mist, and then it fell to the ground with a shaking and shaking. The plasma churned on the ground and condensed into a human form. It staggered and stood firm. The bloody face was a little pale. However, a blood hole as big as a fist exploded on the man's shoulder, and a burst of burnt smell came from it.
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