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When a guest comes far away, the bell rings three times, it is just that these top sects show their etiquette. If it is ordinary, there will be no abnormal movements in the entire sect. Perhaps only ordinary elders come to receive visitors.

However, with the news that was circulating a month ago, all the outer disciples knew that these three bells were ringing, indicating the identity of the visitor - the Demon Palace of the Prison!

The feud between the two sects is an irreconcilable cause and effect. If possible, the sect even wants to ring the bell twelve times, and all the disciples of the Xuanyue Demon Sect gather together to destroy the Demon Palace and inherit the lineage, completely ruining the long river of time and no longer inherit the world.

This is just what I think in my heart, but it is extremely difficult to achieve. In the end, I have to put the grudges into the battle of the outer disciples.

As expected, more than ten breaths later, the sect’s Taoist bell rang again and summoned all the outer disciples to come to the sect square.

Su Muzhe was hiding in the gray torrent, and from afar, he saw a group of white-robed disciples looking at him with bad eyes on the square.

The grudges are all mutual. What does the disciples of the Xuanyue Demon Sect think in their hearts? This is the same if they were disciples of the Prison Demon Palace.

Everyone stood in turn according to the inheritance of the Nine Peaks and Eighteen Veins, and Su Muzha's face under his hood couldn't help but smile a little bitterly.

The Soul Refining Peak is too special and has a whole lineage inherited. However, only Su Muzhe, the outer disciple, stood alone. From a distance, it was extremely abrupt, which also attracted the attention of the disciples of the Demon Palace in the Prison.

A high platform was built in the distance of the square, covered with dark red satin. From a distance, it looked like a high platform made of blood!

All the elders of the sect were on the list, and Su Muzhe even saw the figure of the ghost flower grandmother on the high platform with a keen eye.

Today's Ghost Flower Grandma has a terrifying majesty manifestation, not as kind as when I first saw it, nor is it like a month ago, when I fell into the mortal world, and my mood fluctuated greatly; the Ghost Flower Grandma in the past seemed to be just an illusion in Su Muzhe's heart. At this moment, Ghost Flower Grandma only has one identity, that is, the top powerhouse of the Xuanyue Demon Sect!

There are also some elders from the Demon Palace who are in prison, as if they are going to sing a stage show with the elders of the sect. The elders of the Demon Palace, wearing white robes, and their faces are gloomy, as if they can start a move at any time, but they are also in awe and shady, and the atmosphere on the entire platform is extremely strange.

Su Mu swept across the platform without any trace, then retracted his eyes and turned around to the outer disciple from the Demon Palace opposite him.

The disciples stood in groups of three or three in the crowd, making Su Muzhe unable to distinguish the inheritance of each vein. Naturally, the vein of the hundred flowers that were worried about in his heart could not be seen directly. After looking back and forth for a few glances, Su Muzhe took his gaze back, his eyes wandering, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Today, it's a four-year battle between the two sects! The outer disciples of the sect are all here. You can draw quotas of the opponents from the deacons of the sect, and you can also choose to fight against the opponents by yourself. If the two have a cultivation level of more than three levels, you can refuse the battle! If the two have a cultivation level of only three levels, you must not refuse the battle for any reason!"

"During the battle, it is forbidden to deliberately use severe hands to hurt people! It is forbidden to swallow any pills! Talismans above the Qi Refining Period are not allowed! But... ghost servants and demon pets are not restricted. Please do your own things!"

It was still the old man who was a month ago. At this moment, facing the elders and disciples of the two sects, he seemed as lazy as when he first met. After saying that, he even turned around and returned to his seat, half lying down and pretending to sleep, which made Su Muzhe want to laugh. After all, before January, the elder said the words "a battle of life and death" in front of the hall. Now facing the elder of the Demon Palace, he seemed extremely moderate. The reaction was very interesting.

As the old man finished speaking, a brass-colored ring slowly rose in the center of the square, obviously some mechanism was operating.

With such movement, many disciples in the crowd were crowded with slight riots. Although the disciples of the two sects were in a state of harmony, for these disciples, they all knew that it was very likely that the next moment, when they walked onto the arena, it would be a battle of life and death!

The devil cultivator is very angry in his heart. Even his fellow disciples often conspire and plot on weekdays, and even attack them at will, let alone such a hostile sect with grudges.

It is even very likely... life is worse than death!

"If anyone has not come to power for another ten breaths, the deacons of the sect will directly draw the fighting disciples!"

The old man was still half lying in his seat and pretending to sleep, but the voice came out directly. The originally lazy voice was a bit harsh. Obviously, the disciples of the disciples were so afraid that the old man had a little anger.

"Disciple goes to fight! Please fight Xu Haoyang, the Demon Palace! Revenge for the four years of broken fingers!"

The old man opened his eyes and looked directly at the disciple of the Yinming lineage who walked out. The disciple looked like a young man. He had obviously been practicing in the sect for at least ten years. His body was filled with the yin and dark aura, as if he was about to overflow. Obviously, he had already stepped into the foundation-building realm with one foot. But no one who noticed this person's first glance was not the person's cultivation, but his fingers.

Nine fingers.

It is not born, there is a scar on the left hand that runs through the entire back of the hand.

If it were the other lineage, such injuries would be acceptable, but Su Muzhe understood that the path to advance to the foundation building would be extremely difficult.

The Yinming lineage refines the Nine Nether Yin Feng, Xuanming heavy water, and uses itself to achieve the Feng Shui pattern. If there is a defect in the body, it means that the Feng Shui pattern is a defect! If there is a defect, it is an eternal weakness, and the pattern will even be broken, even if it is just a subtle defect, which is exactly the realm of "a hundred miles of land collapsed in an ant hole".

"good!"

Before everyone could react, a laugh came from the high platform. It was the Taoist Ju Ming from the Yinming lineage. "Jiang Zixing, you will be revenged. You should be my disciple of the Yinming lineage! If you win this battle, I will personally use the treasures of heaven and earth to rebirth for you!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Zixing's eyes flashed with a bright fighting spirit. He bowed respectfully to the platform. After turning around, his eyes stared at Xu Haoyang in the crowd opposite him.

One breath...two breaths...three breaths...

Xu Haoyang didn't stand up.

For a moment, the people of the Demon Sect couldn't help but start to have fun, and even when many disciples looked at the people of the Demon Palace, they all looked a little contemptuous.

Many elders even deliberately sneered and, as the people sitting upright on the high platform, they naturally reached the state of intimacy. A slight sound was enough to be heard. At this moment, the elder of the Demon Palace had been replaced by the elder.

"Where is Xu Haoyang?"

An elder of the Demon Palace spoke, his voice contained anger, and even slightly released the pressure of his own realm and rushed towards the crowd.

This action not only expressed his dissatisfaction, but also forced the contempt of many disciples' eyes.

Among the disciples of the Demon Palace, a thin figure finally stood up. Su Muzhe looked at him and knew why this person refused to appear for a long time.

The ninth level of Qi Refining Stage.

Four years ago, perhaps the cultivation level of Xu Haoyang and Jiang Zixing was exactly the same, and that battle might have been extremely tragic. In the end, Jiang Zixing paid the price of a finger and got the opportunity to continue to survive. But now, it was Jiang Zixing's cultivation level that suppressed Xu Haoyang.

This time, no one will break his finger again, the only result is life and death.

Facing Jiang Zixing's burning gaze, Xu Haoyang walked onto the brass arena with difficulty. There was a restriction on it, and they surrounded the two of them. Everyone also restrained their thoughts and turned their eyes on it.

If Jiang Zixing had just had a ferocious look and showed murderous intent, then now, Jiang Zixing's expression was already crazy, but the more he was like this, the less anyone felt it was inappropriate. Instead, many disciples had admired in their eyes, and many elders nodded with smiles.

Within four years, Jiang Zixing achieved a breakthrough in his cultivation, and no one knew what price he had paid.

But in the next moment, even though Su Muzhe had built the foundation and inherited the knowledge of "Hundred Ghosts Jinglun", he couldn't help but feel cold in his heart.

Jiang Zixing's spiritual energy was not the ordinary Nine Nether Yin Feng of the Yinming lineage!

Nine Nether Blood Evil!

If it is the ordinary Nine Nether Yin Feng, the spiritual energy is black. If it is to explore the details, it is slightly yellow, just like Su Muzhe's spiritual energy, the color is gray.

However, Jiang Zixing's Nine Nether Blood Evil is red, as if the magic power in Jiang Zixing's body is not spiritual energy, but blood!

More importantly, Su Muzhe had some understanding of this method.

Practicing the Nine Nether Blood Evil is a branch divided in addition to the fundamental exercises of the Yinming lineage. However, due to the characteristics of this technique, few disciples of the Yinming lineage practice this side exercise.

Because when practicing "Nine Nether Blood Evils" is used to consume the vitality of the practitioner during the Qi refining period!

Yes, only part of the source of this body of blood evil is the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, and part of it is Jiang Zixing's blood!

In practicing "Nine Nether Blood Evils", monks will use their life span to exchange for a demon-like cultivation speed. This may be because Jiang Zixing can surpass his cultivation in just four years, and even reach the half-step foundation-building realm. But there may be one day, or one month, when Jiang Zixing's life span is over and his vitality is over.

This is a cruel person!

You can do this ruthlessness to yourself!

What Su Muzhe could see at a glance was seen by most of the disciples present, and the eyes that looked at Jiang Zixing had completely changed.

Not to mention Xu Haoyang.

The existence of "Nine Nether Blood Evil" not only improves its cultivation level very quickly, but also surpasses the power of the blood Evil. Even if it is at the same level, it can gain advantages, let alone suppress its cultivation level at this moment.

It's not the enemy of one unit at all.

"I……"

Xu Haoyang wanted to admit defeat, but Jiang Zixing's eyes were flashing with blood, and he did not give him a chance to speak. If he admitted defeat, he would never have a chance to take revenge. Even if he spoke, he could be reborn in the broken finger and fully impact the foundation-building realm!

Not willing to accept it!

Furious anger!

Jiang Zixing directly poured the blood evil palm into Xu Haoyang's mouth!

Swish!

Xu Haoyang was dizzy after a mouthful of blood. Before he could recover, Jiang Zixing was already standing behind Xu Haoyang.

"Snatch the Yuan!"

This seemed to be a secret technique that Su Muzhe had never seen before, but it was obvious that Jiang Zixing had paid a great price for this. His voice was hoarse and blood and tears flowed out of his eyes. However, as Jiang Zixing grabbed his hand, he directly stabbed Xu Haoyang's waist!

Between the two kidneys, the life orifice of the monk, is the source of vitality. If it is the front of the human body, it is the dantian. These two complement each other and are the way to practice.

Therefore, the most significant thing for a monk to advance to a great realm is the increase in life span, which is actually the manifestation of the growth of the dantian.

As Jiang Zixing grabbed Xu Haoyang's life acupoint with one hand, the strange secret technique he had never seen directly operated, but Xu Haoyang began to age extremely at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In just a few breaths, Xu Haoyang's hair was sparse and his body was covered with skin and bones.

Jiang Zixing took out his hands directly, but his hands seemed to hold a ball of agile blood cells.

Su Muzhe suddenly realized that this method was similar to Lu Hongqing who took over his body.

Such incompleteness of the broken finger is the eternal loss of the body, so it is a defect. It is not enough to reversal if a lot of blood is condensed. However, the blood cells in Jiang Zixing's hands are not only Xu Haoyang's blood essence, but also the vitality of this person.

With such a secret technique, no wonder Jiang Zixing dares to practice "Nine Nether Blood Evils"!

The blood cells gradually melted into Jiang Zixing's palm. Jiang Zixing seemed to have been stimulated, and his whole body was trembling.

After a long time, Jiang Zixing gradually stopped trembling. The scar on his hand no longer exists. The place where his fingers were broken... has been reborn!

When Xu Haoyang cut off Jiang Zixing's finger, Jiang Zixing today gave Xu Haoyang a vitality and was reborn with broken fingers!

Xu Haoyang, who was standing beside him, had already seemed like a dead old man, and would fall anytime and anywhere, standing there tremblingly, without any movement for half a day.

Jiang Zixing directly patted the eyebrows of this person. Even Xu Haoyang's head could no longer overflow with blood. The head collapsed directly, scattered on the ground like a dead tree. A ball of black mist condensed in Jiang Zixing's hands, which was Xu Haoyang's soul.

"Elder Ju Ming, today, I don't need to be reborn with my fingers, I just want to give the secret method of refining the soul of the Qinglan! "

A bronze lamp is used to draw souls to make oil cores.

This was already an extremely cruel practice in the world, but Jiang Zixing said it as if he was eating and drinking water.
Chapter completed!