The Blood Song of the Three Realms Chapter 284: The Daoist Chasing and Killing (1)

In Suzaku Akabane City, in the conference hall, a group of immortals gathered.

From Su Lie down, thirty-eight righteous and evil sects from the Holy Spirit Realm, one hundred and three Daoist, Demonic, Yaozun, and Evil Zuns gathered together, sitting upright on the radiant throne, Seriously discussing the outline of the policy that Daozu explained.

The teachings of the Six Buddhas, the Six Paths, and the Twelve Holy Spirits are actually very simple—make a mess! Make the entire Void Spiritual World mess up!

Since it is going to be chaos, it is necessary to fight, to fight, to sow discord, to intrigue, and to die!

Dead people, and those who die will be their own elite disciples, so whoever is the first sentry, who is the vanguard, who is the rear, who is the main attacker, where to fight first, where to fight later, how to respond, how to respond, all kinds of changes are different. to take into account.

One hundred and three Dao Zunjing strongmen, all of them are old and cunning, and they all have characters that would rather die than suffer. Zun and Yaozun even blew their noses and stared, and simply rolled up their sleeves and yelled loudly, almost turning the hall into a vegetable market entrance.

Su Lie knew well that the Miao Mi Zhen Dan sect must be the vanguard, the vanguard in the sea of ​​swords and fire. But even if he is a pioneer, he also hopes that fewer of his disciples will die. They are all his confidantes who have worked so hard to teach, embodying his painstaking efforts.

So he wasn't afraid of those demon venerables and demon venerables. He rolled up his sleeves and patted the armrest of the throne, cursing and arguing endlessly with each other. The masters at the same level were arguing hard.

In the midst of arguing and cursing, Su Lie suddenly turned pale.

There was a shaking in his sleeve, and there was an extremely ear-piercing crackling sound. Su Lie's body was stiff, he couldn't move while sitting on the throne, his heart seemed to be soaked in ice water, it was icy cold from head to toe.

The many Taoist masters in the hall shut their mouths at the same time, and one hundred and two pairs of eyes stared directly at Su Lie.

The sound is so clear and pleasing to the ear, they are simply pleasing to the eye. A whole hundred natal soul cards shattered at the same time, the movement was like a melodious sound, if it weren't for the face of everyone in the Holy Spirit world, these old monsters present would have laughed out loud.

The natal primordial spirit card is eligible to be carried by a Daoist like Su Lie. It definitely belongs to his confidant disciples. Close disciples who are qualified to go to his cave to listen to his sermons.

Such disciples are the foundation for a Daoist to settle down in his own sect, and it is the capital for a Daoist to have a loud enough voice and enough power to speak in his own sect. On weekdays, the loss of one or two such disciples would make people feel heartbroken, and it might cause a fierce conflict between the two Daoist priests.

Now, a whole hundred natal primordial spirit cards that are carried close to the body are shattered at the same time!

Everyone can hear clearly, the sound of each natal soul card breaking is slightly different, ordinary people can't hear the subtle difference, but who are they? The shortest time they have entered the Dao Zunjing is more than 20,000 years, and they can hear this difference.

A Yaozun with a single horn on his forehead and a pair of purple thunder wings on his back coughed dryly, he stretched out his sharp claws and dug in his ears, looking seriously at the stunned Su Lie with a smile Said: "Fellow Daoist Su, what did you put in your sleeve?"

Just now he was roaring loudly with Su Lie, covered in black mist and filled with evil aura, but with a face like a crown of jade and handsome, the devil grinned strangely and said with a strange smile: "Well, could it be that fellow Daoist Su is in his sleeve, A woman's mirror jewelry? Accidentally broke it?"

Su Lie's eyelids were drooping, his left hand was clenched on his right sleeve, his body was shaking violently uncontrollably.

There are tens of thousands of disciples under his sect, among which there are only 3000 direct disciples, and only 800 have cultivated into golden immortals. He has mastered a lot of resources and properties in Miaomuzhen Danzong, and his golden fairy disciples are responsible for setting up various mines, medicine gardens and store floors for him on weekdays.

Eighteen of the nineteen elites including Qin Fenglie have fallen.

Later, the one hundred golden immortal disciples he recruited were all elites above the fourth rank, and the total number of golden immortals under his disciples who were above the fourth rank was less than two hundred.

Standing up, Su Lie saluted all the Taoist priests present with a smile on his face, and said slowly: "Dear fellows, old man... I feel unwell occasionally, so I will leave for the time being. As soon as it is time to dispatch troops to fight Leave it to the old master and younger brother to deal with it on behalf of the old master."

Su Lie glanced at Qin Yazheng, the Taoist Elder who also came from Miao Min Zhen Dan Sect, who was sitting beside him.

Qin Yazheng nodded slowly, and said with a smile to Su Lie: "Senior brother fought with others a few days ago, and was accidentally injured by someone's sword energy, and he recovered after a few days of breath adjustment. Here is a senior brother to see Come on, brother, just rest assured."

Su Lie nodded, and hurriedly left the main hall. Just as he walked out of the main entrance of the main hall, his figure flickered, and he instantly tore open the void and teleported away.

Qin Yazheng smiled slightly, straightened her waist slowly, and said, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally: "Everyone, Senior Brother Su is not here, and I will be in charge of the affairs of this sect for the time being. Well, what did Patriarch Heiwu say just now? Do you want our disciples to be the vanguard and attack the heavenly city of the Sima Saint Clan, Ganlin City? The old man agrees in principle, but what about the details..."

The Taoist priests in the main hall are all mature and immortal. Hearing what Qin Yazheng said, his heart suddenly brightened.

Mozun Heiwu Patriarch sternly shouted: "Old Qin, since you have said so, let Su Daoyou's disciples lead the battle. Your disciples who rule over you will follow behind. Well, we They will take care of it, so as not to let your disciples die in vain."

All the Taoist priests spoke one after another. Qin Yazheng spread his hands, clapped his hands heavily, and sighed: "Since all fellow Taoists have said so, what else can I say? I can only obey your decision." Already."

Su Lie was so angry that he never thought that his junior brother, Qin Yazheng, the uncle of his head disciple Qin Fenglie, would stab him severely in the back. He never dreamed that just after he left the hall, Qin Yazheng used all his disciples as cannon fodder and threw them into the battlefield of flesh and blood.

He teleported out of the hall, and he left millions of miles in a few flashes.

Standing on the top of a big mountain, Su Lie took out a lot of fragments of jade tokens from his sleeve trembling. A whole hundred elite disciples he sent out, a whole hundred golden immortals above rank four, unexpectedly fell at the same time!

"Who did it? Who did it? The old man wants you all to die!" Su Lie was so angry that his eyes turned black, and a ball of flames spewed out from his palm, and countless fragments of jade tokens were melted by the flames, becoming It became a vague cloud of smoke suspended in front of him.

Several seals in succession entered into the smoke, and the light smoke turned into an arrow, which quickly locked on the direction of Yin Xuege.

"Here? You can't escape." Su Lie laughed wildly, and a Dao artifact shaped like a bamboo leaf emerged under his feet, holding his body and turning into a hazy blue light and going away in an instant. His flying speed is astonishingly fast, several times faster than ordinary Dao Zun's teleportation, flying across thousands of mountains and rivers in the blink of an eye.

Yin Xuege sat in the sea of ​​blood, and Qin Fenglie's incarnation Hei Yu Demon Lord stood beside him solemnly.

Rolling blood was continuously absorbed by Qin Fenglie's body, his Dao Ancestor Heavenly Soul was severely injured, Yin Xuege was using the power of the sea of ​​blood to help him recover. After all, this guy has survived the Daoist Tribulation, and as long as his vitality recovers, he will be a real Daoist thug.

"The entire sea of ​​blood, as much as you can absorb, just use it. It won't be long before this sea of ​​blood is worthless to me." Yin Xuege laughed looking at the countless creatures in the sea of ​​blood sitting cross-legged in all directions. : "At that time, you will all have a good result. You don't have to sink into the sea of ​​blood forever, and you will be like other creatures, reincarnated, and enjoy the joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys you deserve."

Countless blood sea creatures cheered together. They felt the great joy in Yin Xuege's heart, so they all roared with joy.

The sea of ​​blood set off huge waves, and the waves roared. Yin Xuege's body swayed, and a very thin space crack appeared between her eyebrows. A strong primordial aura erupted from the tiny crack, and Yin Xuege squinted her eyes and muttered in a low voice: "How far is it? Well, how did the void swirl around the void spirit world become so intense? Is it going to be a hundred times faster?"

Qin Fenglie's body shook slightly, and he looked at Yin Xuege in amazement: "My lord, you...are you an ascending immortal? You ascended to the void spirit world?"

Yin Xuege smiled and said nothing, Bai Yuzi squinted at Qin Fenglie triumphantly: "Grandfathers not only ascended, but also broke through the boundary wall of the void spirit world without passing through their ascension platform." Come in."

Laughed three times, Bai Yuzi proudly said: "Not only that, we have already controlled the entire Yuanlu world, and the current Yuanlu world is our territory... Well, you have heard of Jiuling Holy Lord? Is the old tortoise famous in your Holy Spirit Realm?"

Qin Fenglie was stunned for a while~IndoMTL.com~ carefully pondered the title of 'Nine Spirits Saint'.

But he hadn't figured out what sect the Nine Spirits Lord was from, and Yin Xuege's expression suddenly changed.

Through the sea of ​​blood, Yin Xuege felt a terrifying aura attacking this side like overwhelming. The terrifying breath destroyed the mountains and hills along the way. There was still a long way to go, but the killing intent had already locked onto the blood sea, causing the outermost blood water to evaporate three feet in an instant.

"This is... who!"

Yin Xuege's heart was beating wildly, his hair was standing on end, his scalp exploded, and the blood flow suddenly became extremely slow. The terrifying killing intent almost froze his body, and even his primordial spirit was almost frozen.

Qin Fenglie screamed hissingly: "It's my master...Su Lie...it's the master! My lord, run away!" Take it! Follow~ point/official account (Add friends on WeChat-add official account-enter qdread), and participate immediately! Everyone has a prize, now immediately follow qdread WeChat official account!) r1152

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