The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 83: The last two people of the Blood Demon Cult
There is dead silence in the palace.
People looked at the strange man in Tsing Yi, shocked and speechless.
Jin Jiong and Niu Jiong felt the feedback from the imperial city, and looked at each other to see the terror in each other's eyes.
If this punch falls on them, even if their magic weapon is exhausted, it will inevitably be blasted into powder.
There are many cultivators of sects who have seen Jing Jiu punch in the ceremony of the head of Qingshan. At that time, Jing Jiu held the Seal of the Underworld and blasted Master Tai Lu in the wheelchair to death. Compared with today's punch, what is it worth?
What makes these sect powerhouses even more frightened is that the exercise method used by this person is obviously not the exercise method of any school today, nor is it the exercise method of any evil way.
Liu Shisui looked at the weird man in Tsing Yi, some familiar feelings for some reason, his expression a little confused.
Bu Qiuxiao glanced at him and didn't say anything.
Lian Jia, who was farther away, was silent.
Some old cultivators also thought of something, and a terrified voice suddenly sounded in the sky: "Blood Demon Cult!"
Listening to this sentence, more people remembered.
Thousands of years ago, in the Chaotian Continent, the evil Dao was flourishing, and the Blood Demon Sect was raging across the world. It was not until the Zhongzhou Sect, the Qingshan Sect and other orthodox sects joined forces before it withdrew from the stage of history, but after that, the Blood Demon Sect was still All evil sects are regarded as the only ancestors of Zhengshuo and spirit.
Is that strange man in Tsing Yi a remnant of the Blood Demon Cult? However, the Blood Demon Sect has long been annihilated, even if some of the secrets of the exercises are lost, without the master's teaching and related evil methods, it is impossible to cultivate this person with such an authentic and terrible method! Could it be that this person was a strong man of Blood Demon Cult, and he has lived till now? Wouldn't it be more than a thousand years old? Then why did he come out of the Zhongzhou sent cloud boat and once stood beside Tan Zhenren?
How terrible is the Blood Demon Cult thousands of years ago, and how terrible is the great power in the Cult?
No wonder that even March is not the enemy of this man.
Many people looked at Jing Jiu, only to find that Jing Jiu's expression was calm, not sad, not even worried.
Kou Qingtong retracted his right fist and took a look, his eyes full of cruelty and appreciation.
Suddenly, he noticed that many people's eyes were away from him.
He looked over and saw Jing Jiu startled slightly, and said, "Are you the one who will die next? You are good-looking, but it's a pity that you don't seem to kill people very much."
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Yin San said that he came to Chaoge City to watch the show. In fact, there is someone who has been watching the show, and the place to watch the show is much better than him.
Ping Yongjia watched the death of the emperor in the partial hall, watched the imperial concubine crying into a small cat, watched the new emperor ascend to the throne, watched the heavens and talked about real people, watched Lian Sanyue came out of the sedan chair and said that she was Master's people have watched life dramas, tragic dramas, court dramas, fairy tale dramas, and talented men and beautiful ladies dramas all over the world in just one day. But the beautiful plot came to an abrupt end when it gradually reached its peak with the appearance of March...
The strange man in Tsing Yi slammed Lian San Yue to the ground with a single punch. Life and death are unknown, and then he said he wanted to kill Master!
Ping Yongjia was afraid and angry, but knew that the other party only had to breathe and kill herself. She couldn't do anything. At this moment, he heard the exclamation in the sky and the courtiers in the hall. They were uncomfortable discussing, and rolled their eyes, pushed open the door of the side hall, and shouted loudly at the square.
"Zhongzhou faction claims to be the leader of the right path, but secretly hides the evil spirits of the blood demon sect, you are still shameless! What qualifications do you have to fight with my master!"
The slightly exaggerated voice of the young Qingshan disciple floated in the imperial city.
But neither the officials in the hall nor the practitioners in the sky ignored him, and no one followed him to criticize the Zhongzhou faction.
Ping Yongjia felt so embarrassed. When he saw the strange man in Tsing Yi looking at him, he was even more frightened. He snapped the window and opened the quilt to cover his head. The next moment he remembered, God Emperor His Majesty was on this couch when he died, and he couldn't help being more afraid, rubbing his hands and saying things like your Majesty.
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That person is the remnant of the Blood Demon Sect. He may even be a senior of the Blood Demon Sect.
There is no sect that speaks, and it is not afraid of the prestige of the Zhongzhou School, because even the scholars of Chanzi and Yimaozhai remained silent.
The reason is simple. When they remembered who this strange man in Tsing Yi was, they also remembered that period of time in the past.
The Zhongzhou faction took in this strange man in Tsing Yi. Thousands of years ago, all the orthodox sects agreed.
At that time, the Blood Demon Sect had already shown defeat under the encirclement and suppression of the Orthodox Sect, but the Hundred-legged Worm died and was not stiff. There were still countless strong and terrifying killing arrays in the General Altar of the Blood Demon Sect. The Orthodox Sect thought It is very difficult to completely eliminate the opponent, and it will inevitably pay an extremely tragic price. At the most critical moment, he postponed his ascension and personally conquered the extremely high status and extremely terrifying magic boy in the Blood Demon Cult. A demon boy, the righteous sect has mastered a lot of internal information about the blood demon sect, and successfully entered the blood demon sect. In the final battle, the demon boy even attacked the blood demon sect with a magical skill. The leader!
The leader of the Blood Demon Sect was injured in a sneak attack, and finally died under the combined attack of the hand-to-hand and Daoyuan real person.
The demise of the Blood Demon Sect is the result of the **** battles of the Orthodox Sect that have continued for more than a hundred years, but the demon boy’s abandonment of the shadows has undoubtedly played the most critical role, and this demon boy is at this time. Kou Qingtong standing on the Palace Square.
Afterwards, in accordance with the agreement he reached with Bai Ren, he has been practicing life in the back valley of Yunmeng. The spiritual world knows this, but with the passage of time, many people have forgotten it. Until today, he appeared in front of the world and blasted it out for three months before returning to people's memory.
At that time, Kou Qingtong needed a blade fairy to take action in person to conquer, and could even sneak attack on the leader of the Blood Demon Cult without dying. You can imagine how strong his realm strength is. Now that more than a thousand years have passed, even if he fails to ascend. , Shenxun's body was a little decayed, but he was still one of the peaks of Chaotian Continent, and he should be on the same level as Kirishima ancestor Nanxi. Now that he has lost even March, who else can beat him in Chaotian Continent? Who else in Qingshan can beat him?
People looked at Jing Jiu again, wondering what Qingshan Sect would do next.
Jing Jiu looked at Yimaozhai's wretched boat in the sky.
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Liu Shisui stared at the weird man in Tsing Yi in the square, the familiar feeling became more and more obvious.
He has never met Kou Qingtong, and there is no causal entanglement with the other party. This familiarity comes more from breath and taste...
Back then, he swallowed that demon pill in the muddy water, and also learned the secret technique passed down by the Blood Demon Sect. That kind of technique helped him grow at an unimaginable speed, and it also brought countless amounts to his body. The hidden dangers were forced to learn Buddhist scriptures in the vegetable garden outside Guocheng Temple for many years, and then to Yimaozhai for many years to learn the righteous way before gradually disappearing.
Looking at Kou Qingtong today, the devilish aura in the depths of his Taoist tree and in the most subtle meridians suddenly became active, spreading rapidly like wildfire. His face was pale, he clutched his chest, shook it twice, and almost fell off the boat.
Since confirming the identity of Kou Qingtong, Bu Qiuxiao has been paying attention to Liu Shisui's movements. At this time, seeing his breath aroused, he raised his eyebrows slightly, grabbed a handful of fresh breeze in his right hand, and poured it in his ears. .
The breeze washed the pulse, Liu Shisui felt that the disgust in his chest was better, and thanked her husband. When he looked at the strange man in Tsing Yi on the square, his eyes became a little bit more embarrassing.
Kou Qingtong also felt the magical breath of the same origin not far away, turned around and looked around and saw Liu Shisui, and said slightly differently: "My teaching actually has disciples?"
Then he discovered that Liu Shisui was actually on Yimaozhai’s wretched boat, his eyes suddenly became cold, and he said in a dry and unpleasant voice: "I don’t like Yimaozhai these hypocritical scholars, you Now that I have cultivated my teaching magic, how can I put it under them!"
His voice is getting louder and louder. When it comes to hypocritical scholars, it is only normal. When he talks about how to cast under them, he is already very angry. His voice is extremely loud, turning into countless thunder. Reverberating in the palace.
Following those thunders, there was the endless violent and brutal Gorefiend authentic breath emanating from his body. Fortunately for other decent practitioners, they just need to keep their minds, Liu At the age of ten, he couldn't resist the intrusion of those demon auras at all. The demon auras in his body suddenly exploded, rushing across the meridians.
Boom! He vomited several mouthfuls of black blood continuously, looking extremely miserable.
Bu Qiuxiao looked cold, fed him a pill, and then asked Xi Yiyun to help him to rest in his cabin.
The cabin is lined with a small formation of crossing the river, which should be able to withstand the intrusion of Kou Qingtong's silent devil's breath.
Jing Jiu retracted his gaze from the bitter boat and looked at Kou Qingtong in the distance, as if looking at a dead person.
Of course he can't beat Kou Qingtong now~IndoMTL.com~ Just like him, he can't beat the real person, but not being able to beat him does not mean that he can't be beaten. But he knows more that Kou Qingtong will be killed today, even if he is beaten to death. Nor will it be me.
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Suddenly a whimper sounded from the bottom of the palace. I don't know if it was the wind on the ground river whistling, or the evil spirits in the Demon Prison ran out, or the aftermath of Kou Qingtong's fist.
Many people noticed that the sound came from the hole in the middle of the square.
The sound became sharper and sharper, and suddenly a column of water shot out from the hole, rushing to the sky, and gradually dissipated until tens of feet high.
When those underground rivers gradually receded into the cave, even March came back.
She was soaked in her dress, her black hair was drooping on her face, the blood on the corners of her lips and the blood on her clothes had not been washed by the river water, she looked a little embarrassed.
Kou Qingtong looked at her with a slightly different expression and said, "You are not dead yet?"