After the Blood Emperor finished speaking, he looked at the heads of Jiancheng and said, "What should you blame me if you deceive me?"

The heads of Jiancheng were shocked. Duan could not have imagined that this immortal emperor knew everything. If he took anger, Duan would be unstoppable!

"Of course it's a death sentence, immortal, forget it if you slap them with one palm!" The head of the Buddha Sect shouted, attracting the murderous gazes of several sects, and he didn't care at all.

The Blood Emperor shook his head and sighed: "I can't. The Bagua Pan just now has seriously injured me. Although the inner demon was broken by the Heavenly Sword, he fought to the death and harmed my body. Haven't you noticed that my cultivation is dissipating?"

Everyone was stunned. After a while, the heads of Jiancheng and the others looked at each other, and they all saw the surprise in each other's eyes. The head of the Buddhist sect slapped his forehead and said, "If you have something to say, don't say anything, what are you suggesting, now!"

The Blood Emperor didn't think it was acceptable at all. He glanced at Du Jun and said, "You're here!"

Du Jun was about to step forward, and the heads of Jiancheng looked at each other, and they all attacked Du Jun silently, wanting to kill him first!

The Blood Emperor's eyes flashed, and he snorted coldly. When he raised his hand, the fairy spirit roared and smashed several people away. Then he swung his sleeves, rolled up Du Jun and his two escaped to the sarcophagus, threw Du Jun and his two into it, and sat cross-legged in the void on the coffin, with bones hovering above his head.

"Although I can't kill you, it's hard for you to cross it in three days!" The Blood Emperor snorted coldly.

When the head of the Buddha Sect heard this, he almost cried and couldn't help but say, "Immortal, can't you just be mysterious and scare them?"

The Blood Emperor was stunned and said, "But, in three days, they will still understand!"

The head of the Buddha Sect was almost speechless. He covered his heart and said, "I can't stand it!" He paused and said, "But we can escape!"

The Blood Emperor smiled, shook his head, and said, "Escape? No one can open the door for complete immortal arts, but in my current state, it is difficult for me to fully display immortal arts!"

In the distance, the heads of Jiancheng and the other two looked at each other, and they all sat cross-legged. The heads of Dao Sect snorted coldly: "Since that's the case, we'll wait for three days before talking about it!"

The Blood Emperor ignored them and his eyes fell on Du Jun and said, "I have three kinds of immortal arts, one is the finger of the sky, the other is the blood evil hand, and the other is the method of formation. Which one do you want to learn?"

"Can't you learn all?" Du Jun said blankly.

The Blood Emperor smiled and said, "I see that my cultivation is very complicated, not sophisticated, so you should choose one!"

"Well, can I learn one?" The head of the Buddha Sect couldn't help asking, "Master Buddha... No, I have put in a lot of effort!"

The Blood Emperor nodded and said, "Yes, which one do you want to learn?"

"The Potian Finger, just that Potian Finger!" The head of the Buddha Sect calculated and said, "That Blood Evil Hand is too fierce and not suitable for my disciples of the Buddha Sect."

The Blood Emperor raised his fingers on the monk's forehead, and a blood light flashed on it and penetrated into the forehead of the head of the Buddha Sect. The head of the Buddha Sect trembled, his eyes widened, and murmured: "It's indeed a fairy art!" He immediately entered into meditation and comprehended.

"You have only three days. In three days, if you cannot understand the finger of the Heaven-Breaking Finger, you will die!" The Blood Emperor said calmly.

As soon as these words were said, Du Jun immediately realized the reason why the Blood Emperor had previously said that he had fallen into his cultivation. Even if he had to put pressure on them, it was also a test for them. After all, the Blood Emperor was the ruler of the immortal clan and had his own pride in his heart. His inheritance could not be taught by one person at will!

In the distance, the heads of Jiancheng and the other people looked at the head of the Buddha Sect, all of whom looked jealous and were going crazy. The heads of the Buddha Sect snorted coldly and said, "Everyone, you are just betting that they will not be able to comprehend in three days. After all, with the mystery of immortal arts, even the talent of a genius is not something that can happen overnight!"

"Yes, if they cannot understand the magic of immortals, then in three days, I will wait for the magic of immortals. Otherwise, we can only blame us for being unlucky!" The head of Jiancheng said with a cold face, "Besides, even if the two of them understand the magic of immortals and really fight, it is unknown who will win! Don't forget that Du Jun is already possessed by a magic of immortals, but he is still chased by us and others to flee with his head!"

All the people nodded and they temporarily returned to the state of meditation.

"Where are you? What kind of immortal art do you want to learn?" The Blood Emperor looked at Du Jun and said calmly: "You don't have much time!"

Du Jun's face changed a few times, and suddenly asked, "Is the magic of formation related to the flag?"

"Blood Flag?" The Blood Emperor shook his head and said, "This blood flag was obtained inadvertently in a void, and it has nothing to do with the formation!"

Du Jun's heart moved, and suddenly remembered that in the evil demon temple, the illusory figure had said to him: "You have used the big flag so well!" I think this is the words of Blood Flag, which he must have had magical powers that he didn't know.

He could already use such supernatural powers without knowing the specific usage. If he mastered the real supernatural powers, how would he do it? Thinking of this place, he stopped hesitating and said, "I want to learn the specific usage of the Blood Flag!"

The Blood Emperor was stunned and said in a deep voice for a long time: "You have to think clearly. If the blood flag's magical power is not as powerful as the immortal arts, it will be a considerable loss!"

"I have thought it through!" Du Jun said firmly.

The Blood Emperor was silent for a while, then smiled and said leisurely: "I don't know much about the origin of this blood flag, but I found that it actually merged with the magical powers of the world's Taoist Techniques, so I tried to condense my three immortal techniques into it, but I didn't expect that the formation spirit had just condensed, and then..."

He sighed, revealing a smile of remembrance, then reached out and pointed it on Du Jun's forehead. A blood light flashed into his forehead, and then handed the banner in his hand to Du Jun, saying: "Although the formation spirit in the banner is broken, the formation method on it has not dissipated!"

"In this way, I still have to hand over you the Immortal Art of Formation. You have made a lot of money, but with this banner, it doesn't matter how messy you learn!" The Blood Emperor sighed, looked at Du Jun deeply, and suddenly said sadly: "Do you know? The Immortals shouldn't have appeared in this world!"

After saying that, he stopped talking.

Du Jun was stunned, but he had no time to figure out the words of the Blood Emperor. He immediately sacrificed the blood flag and sacrificed the blood flag with the method passed to him by the Blood Emperor. He pinched out a few hand techniques, and immediately roared in his mind, and his eyes went black, but he felt that his spiritual thoughts had left his body and disappeared into the banner!

The flag flashed and escaped into the void. The wind spread out. The flag was a hundred feet tall, and there was a blood-red altar looming on it! In the flag, Du Jun appeared in an extremely narrow space, but a blood-colored altar was floating in the dead black space!

It can be seen that there are formation patterns on the altar to make up for it, but there is a gap. It seems that it was caused by the shattered ghost general in the past. He wanted to repair it, but suddenly I remembered that the Blood Emperor had not taught him the way of formation!

Just as he was about to come out of the banner, he asked the Blood Emperor for it, but he suddenly flashed into the space and sank into his heavenly spirit, which was full of mysterious information, which was the method of formation!

Du Jun no longer hesitated, sat cross-legged, and carefully sacrificed the altar. The marks in his hands were immersed in the altar. I don’t know how long it took, and finally filled the missing array patterns. The array patterns were complete, and a ghost general flashed immediately, and a ghost general appeared again. However, this ghost general was not the other ghost general, but it really belonged to Du Jun himself!

Then, he began to integrate his own Taoist art into the altar. After the Taoist art was integrated into the altar, he integrated the Dawn-breaking Immortal Art and the power of the heavenly tribulation into it. Finally, when he wanted to integrate the Luoshu hand seal into it, he did not expect that the hand seal almost broke the altar!

Du Jun immediately dispersed his handprints and glanced at the altar in a daze. Seeing that it was not damaged, he breathed a sigh of relief and said intimately: "Can the magic related to bone reversal be integrated into it?"

He tried to integrate the power of Dui hexagram into it, and he was also ranked. I think it was correct to judge it!

"If the formation flag can only carry several immortal arts, it will never be so important to the Blood Emperor. I think there will be any changes after the fusion!" Du Jun's eyes flashed, and the flag was released in one step!

In the hall, on the evening of the third day, the head of the Buddha Sect woke up, looked at the already weak Blood Emperor, shook his head in disappointment, and sighed: "Although Po Tian only has one finger, it will take another year for me to comprehend!"

The Blood Emperor nodded, not thinking it was acceptable, but his eyes fell on Du Jun!

In the distance, the heads of Jiancheng and others had already stood up, walked closer, looked at the head of the Buddha Sect and sneered again, and waited for half an hour. Seeing that Du Jun refused to wake up for a long time, he couldn't help but feel certain. Seeing that the Blood Emperor was so weak that he could not resist them, he immediately attacked and killed himself!

The Blood Emperor sighed, and his sleeves threw out a few blood lights, barely blocking the attack of the Sword City Master, but was blasted out a hundred feet by the Sword City Master!

"You think Buddha is a vegetarian?" The head of the Buddha Sect was furious and pulled up. He sacrificed the Ming King and rushed towards the head of Jiancheng, but the head of the Buddha Sect slap the void with a palm!

The head of the Buddhist sect snorted coldly: "Even if you have practiced in the late stage of Nirvana, it will be difficult to resist the five of us!"

The Blood Emperor came to the coffin again, his face calmly, and his bones circling above his head. However, this time, he could only bear the bombardment of five masters, without the slightest counterattack!

Such a scene made the Blood Emperor, who was once a Tianzun, look a little sad. Thinking about the past, these monks would probably be unbearable even if he snorted coldly!

"Bang!"

The chief of Jiancheng slashed the Blood Emperor's chest with a sword, smashing him a hundred feet away, but it was difficult to make him fall down. The Blood Emperor was still standing straight. Even though he was injured in many places on his body, his back still looked like a gun!

"I may be able to spare your life by handing over those kinds of immortal arts!" The head of Jiancheng snorted coldly, looking at the Blood Emperor with a bad expression. Seeing that the Blood Emperor was silent, he immediately placed the sword on the Blood Emperor's neck and angrily shouted: "Is it not to be with me!"

"Don't kill them!" The head of the Buddha Sect reached out and took the lead in the hands of the Buddha Sect and said, "Leave them a life. Even if they refuse to say it, we can set up a soul-searching array in the future!"

The head of the Dao Sect immediately stepped forward, reached out and lifted Du Jun into his hand, and said murderously: "When I get the magic, I will cut him with one knife!"

"After all, you are a group of clowns jumping!" The Blood Emperor's eyes fell on Du Jun and said calmly.

The head of Jiancheng looked ruthless. When the sword sword moved the long sword in his hand, it brought a trace of blood on the neck of the Blood Emperor. He laughed and said, "Depending on your identity, your status in the immortal clan is not low? Then what if it is, it's just a matter of Err in my hands!"

The Blood Emperor's face felt ache, but he refuted speechlessly.

"Who said? Is it necessary for you hooligans to take action?" Suddenly, a calm voice came, which led everyone to look back, but saw that Du Jun woke up at some point, and at this moment he actually countered the head of the Taoist sect!
Chapter completed!