"We should now send people to find the descendants of the First Demon of the Blue Sky!"

The leaders of thousands of sects sat upright, and the atmosphere was a little depressed because of the existence of the descendant of the first demon in the sky. The heads of several major sects sat closed their eyes and seemed to have been wandering in meditation. However, some small sects finally couldn't bear the pressure and made a statement.

"Not bad, not bad!"

"This proposal is exactly what I am thinking!" This proposal won the approval of a large number of sect leaders.

Those attending these occasions are elders and even the heads of the sect. Some powerful people who have entered the imperial level or are about to enter the imperial level have no intention of attending such a meeting, so there are some powerful people of the kings present. Among them, the aura of Jian Chen, who is sitting in the center, is the most powerful. It is like an unsheathed sword and is more like an unerupted volcano. The huge aura that is not exerted but shocks everyone's souls.

Through the spiritual energy poured by Xue Fei, Li Shuo could even "see" the clusters of bursting catastrophe clouds condensed in the void above Jian Chen's head.

"Innocent!"

"childish!"

Two discordant voices sounded, which made the elder who had just proposed Zhang Hong just about to scold him, but when he saw the two people talking, he suddenly became silent. One was Jian Chen, the ancestor of the Jianmen, and the other was Song Ge, the representative of the Deep Blue Palace.

As the largest sect in the world, the foundation that Jianmen has is incomparable to these small sects. It would be a slap in the swordmen to kill them. Not to mention Brother Song, his own identity background can be scared, just his backstage, the Deep Blue Palace Master is enough to shut everyone up.

"The Sword Sect is the leader of thousands of sects, and we are also here for the ancestor this time. The Sword Sect always has to give an explanation!"

The master of Sihai Hall said in a low voice. The thick voice was like a surging wave, one wave higher than another. Although Sihai Hall could not be compared with Jianmen, it was also a great force of thousands of sects and sects, and it was definitely not something that Jianchen ancestor could ignore at will.

"I think the ancestor must be confident now!"

Unexpectedly, the head of the Taibai Sword Sect, the enemy of Sihaitang, came forward and said. It seemed that the immortal spirit was hidden, but it was a needle hidden in the cotton. With one sentence, the sword gate was forced into a dead end. If the sword gate had a solution, the ancestor Jianchen would definitely be the first to deal with the disciple of the No. 1 Demon in the Blue Sky. If the sword gate had no choice, then the losses of the thousands of sects this time might even be attributed to the sword gate.

The atmosphere of the scene stagnated, like the last tranquility before the storm, and the depression made it difficult for everyone to breathe.

"Why let me say something!"

His body is not big, but it attracts the attention of heaven and earth at this moment.

The Tianji Sect evolves fate and deduces the world. It can be said that it is a strange among millions of sects. Even the Jiansect should respect him three points, and the powerful emperor who took action to fight against the first demon of the Qingtian is even the elder of the Tianji Sect, so it is undoubtedly appropriate for Elder Xuanji to stand up at this moment.

"Not whether or not to agree to Hua Ming, it is impossible to just look for the descendants of the No. 1 Demon in the Blue Sky!"

Time has passed and the secrets of heaven are in chaos. Even if all the disciples of thousands of sects are activated, they may not be able to find the descendants of the No. 1 Demon of the Blue Sky before the Qing Tomb is closed. The vast sea of ​​people, there is no trace of the rope, and the needles in a haystack were found. Elder Xuanji's words made the elders and sects present fall into deep thought.

"As far as I know, the skill of the First Demon in the Qingtian is special, which stimulates the demonic nature in the body, bloodthirsty nature, and addiction to killing. Such a bloody person is actually interested in the descendants of the First Demon in the Qingtian, which is a huge flaw!"

Many of the heads were extremely smart. Elder Xuanji saw through the reason after a little bit. Their faces changed drastically and they burst into cold sweat.

The elders and leaders of thousands of sects were actually played with by a mere young man. Many elders were furious!

What Hua Ming planned was not the descendant of the First Demon of the Blue Sky, but the legendary bloodline power. Hua Ming tried to restore the physical condition of the First Demon of the Blue Sky in its heyday.

"If this demon really sucks the essence and blood of the descendant of the No. 1 Demon of the Blue Sky and restores his posture ten thousand years ago, I'm afraid no one under the emperor can suppress it!"

"This is not the real terrifying thing about the First Demon in the Blue Sky..."

When I remembered the memories of the fragments that had been around thousands of years ago, I was invincible in the world. Brother Song not only shook his head repeatedly.

………….

The discussion was fruitless and the heroes retreated one after another.

In the middle of the night, the earth was trembling with a shocking sound. Time and space seemed to be crushed by an invisible palm. The feeling of chest tightness almost made people crazy.

A blood-red palm fell to the sky and covered the void. The breath of the emperor spread out in the camp.

"Huaming!"

"The disciple of the No. 1 Demon in the Blue Sky!"

This familiar feeling surged in my heart, and groups of strong men rushed out of the tent.

"I actually rushed to the periphery of Qing Tomb!"

"Be careful!"

Balls of blood-red blood mist floated in the void. When a disciple of thousands of sects approached the blood mist, it seemed as if a giant beast of ancient times woke up and actually swallowed the disciple. But after a scream in a breath, a human skin as thin as paper wings fell from the air.

"Demonic Blood Mist!"

A loud shout echoed through the sky, and a big hand formed by a clump of withered vines rose from the ground and collided with the blood-red palms in the sky. Time and space were chaotic, and the heaven and earth were shaken. The collision of energy pierced through disciples who had not yet had time to escape.

The blood mist of Demon Evil did not emit a trace of it under the collision of energy, but instead became more solid. A pale-faced boy slowly walked from the blood mist.

Thousands of sects surrounded him, but Hua Ming looked as if he was visiting an old friend, with an invisible smile on the corner of his mouth.

"I am unwilling to take action due to your inheritance, but it does not mean that you can use such bloody means!"

Qingwei's angry voice seemed to come from the ground, and every sound of the earth trembled.

Hua Ming's real strength seems to have entered the realm of the emperor, but it seems that he has vaguely failed to break through. In the surrounding different spaces, the aura of the emperors slowly rises like a bright light in the dark, dominating time and space.

The Demon Evil Blood Mist is the source of the soul power of the dead and the deceased's blood mist ignited by the resentful spirit. Once it is contaminated with it, not only will the soul be eroded, but the ** will also corrode completely in an instant, becoming part of the Demon Evil Blood Mist.

This is the most commonly used method in the plane of the Demon Realm!

Qingwei attacked with anger. Although Huaming's Demonic Blood Mist only covered part of the planet, it contained nearly a thousand king souls, and there were countless kingly children from thousands of sects.

"If you rely on the Demon Evil Blood Mist to forcibly improve your strength, your realm will soon decline. I will not stop you, leave quickly!"

The elders of thousands of sects were filled with righteous indignation, and their eyes were even red when they heard Qingwei's words.

"This kind of evil man, today we will join forces to kill him!"

"Breaking into the Qing Tomb is simply seeking death!"

"Hundreds of disciples of this sect were killed, and this demon is not worth jealous of death!"

....

There were loud calls of slaughter, but no one dared to be the first to stand out. After all, the power of Emperor Huaming is here.


Chapter completed!