Chapter 909 Practice 1 and Throw 1
Shangwu Tianzun in mid-air snorted coldly, his face changed in the next moment, and he exclaimed: "Don't come close!"
boom
There was an earth-shattering loud noise, the blood in the air was like silk, and the hideous aura was like a spider web, wrapping around the Shangwu Tianzun, the Qi and blood of the Shangwu Tianzun actually left the body, and flowed towards Xin Hai along the blood thread go.
Yang Zhen was really frightened this time, he didn't expect that there would be such a terrifying and evil technique in the world, and it would be able to steal people's blood for nothing.
"Quick, stop him"
Feng Wuya's face changed drastically, and while he was darting, the long sword in his hand was shining brightly, and a terrifying aura, like a frenzied tide, formed a roaring long snake in mid-air, crashing into those blood threads.
"stop"
Wulun Tianzun also snorted coldly, and five golden suns rose up, evaporating the surrounding blood.
The ferocious expression on Xin Hai's face gradually calmed down. Looking at the vain Feng Wuya and Wulun Tianzun, he showed a smile that was not a smile, and said, "It's all at this point, and you haven't figured out who this great sage is?"
ァ新ヤ~⑧~1~中文网ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм
"kindness"
Yang Zhen was taken aback, Xin Hai really knew who the great sage in the holy tomb was, no wonder everyone was trapped in the realm of the world, only he did not return to the cave when he came out, but came to the real holy tomb within.
At this time, the cheap cat suddenly let out a strange cry, and said, "No, it turned out to be that lunatic, Boy Yang, quickly find the real coffin, or it will be too late."
"Who is so powerful?" Yang Zhen was taken aback, turned his head and asked in surprise.
"Blood Crow" Hua Youyue said softly suddenly, a look of surprise flashed across her face.
Yang Zhen has never heard the name of Xue Crow, but seeing Hua Youyue's face changed, it is obvious that this Xue Crow must be a not simple guy, otherwise, Hua Youyue would not change his face, and the cheap cat would not I won't be in such a hurry.
Although he didn't know what kind of person this blood crow was, Yang Zhen jumped out, dodging layers of blood, and rushed towards the inside of the holy tomb.
"Boy, what did you think about what the old man told you before?"
A look of confusion suddenly flashed across Xin Hai's face, his eyes were blood red, staring at Yang Zhen like a black crow.
Yang Zhen's scalp was numb, and he didn't know what happened to this guy. The blood streaks were obviously not from him, so he hurriedly said: "Sage Ben Sao thought about it, maybe joining the Demon Sect is really interesting. But I am lazy by nature, and I like women and treasures of heaven and earth very much, can you give it to me?"
Xin Hai was taken aback, laughed loudly, and said: "Boy, as long as you join the Demon Sect and become the disciple of this old man, what are women and the treasures of heaven and earth? Obviously, everyone in the world is wrong. It will be my holy sect's world."
Yang Zhen yelled, staggered on his feet, almost got sucked into the blood, and looked at Xin Hai with a weird face, this guy, he doesn't know how to show his brain
The whole world belongs to the Demon Sect. Xin Hai was able to say such words, either because his brain was broken, or because he was lost by something.
Yang Zhen was a little surprised that such a good old man turned out to be delirious in the end.
"Also, I still need a lot of exercises, preferably ones that can't be finished." Yang Zhen was talking nonsense, but he kept observing the surrounding environment, and before Xin Hai could speak, he said again: "My personality is a bit weird. To practice exercises, you need two copies. To practice one, to throw one away. If you have less exercises, I will not do it."
Cultivate one, throw one
Not to mention Xin Hai, even Shangwu Tianzun who was wrapped like a rice dumpling, was stunned when he heard this, and looked at Yang Zhen with a dull expression.
The looks on the faces of the rest of the group could be as weird as they wanted.
Practice one and throw one away, you dare to say that
If one of his disciples said such bastard words, one of them would count as one, and he would have already slapped him.
Cultivation resources are hard to come by, especially the superior exercises, which sect does not regard them as treasures
Ordinary disciples are not qualified to practice. Only those disciples who perform well can comprehend a thing or two, not to mention throwing away a share of practice, even if they can watch and practice, that is already the best effort of the sect. The core disciples cultivated.
The corners of Wulun Tianzun's mouth kept twitching, and while destroying the bloodshot, he muttered to himself: "You bastard, what you said is too false, such nonsense, the devil believes that you are really willing to join the Demon Sect."
The old man Yuelong was also stunned, shook his head, and was ready to go all out.
Feng Wuya smiled wryly, and was about to explode when he suddenly heard Xin Hai's hearty laugh.
"Good boy, the old man likes your personality. You are indeed a person who is born to join my Holy Sect. It doesn't matter if you practice one and throw one away. As long as you want to, it doesn't matter. If my Holy Sect can't do whatever you want, What qualifications do you have to be admired by everyone?"
Hearing this, Feng Wuya and the others all staggered, especially Wulun Tianzun, stunned, accidentally caught in a thread of blood, and flew into the air with a loud voice.
this also works
Everyone looked at Yang Zhen and Xin Hai in bewilderment. Could it be that the old and the young are both acting?
Yang is really acting, everyone can see this, his acting is so fake, it's hard not to see it.
But is Xin Hai also acting?
why is he acting
There is no need for this.
Everyone didn't know what happened to Xin Hai, but now it seems that something terrible happened to him, and his strength increased greatly, especially these bloodshots, once they touch, they will end up being wrapped up. Disaster.
In this case, Xin Hai will be joking
Not to mention Feng Wuya and the others, even Yang Zhen was taken aback and almost fell from midair.
that's a promise
The Mozong is worthy of being the Mozong. These people's thoughts are really unconstrained, admirable.
Yang Zhen really yearns for such a life, doing whatever he wants, regardless of other people's opinions.
No wonder so many monks were willing to be cheated by the Mozong. If the disciples of the Mozong were really like what Xin Hai said, then the Mozong would simply be an existence that all the monks would flock to.
"Okay, let me think about it, I think this matter is quite serious, even if you join the Demon Sect, you can't say a word so casually, can you?"
"Boy, the old man's patience is limited, you'd better make a decision quickly."
"Okay, you give me time for a cup of tea, I think about it and found it"
"I found it." Xin Hai asked with surprise in his eyes, "What did you find?"
Yang Zhen laughed loudly, and said: "Old guy, so this is the real purpose of this blood crow, don't be stupid, the power he acquired through hard work will not be given to you."
As he said that, Yang Zhen rushed towards a corner of the holy tomb. In a very inconspicuous place in the corner, a small grass grew and fluttered in the wind. What was surprising was that this small grass turned out to be blood. Red.
"Yang Zhen, how dare you"
Seeing Yang Zhen's movement, a wave of blood like a sea erupted from Xin Hai's body. With a roar, he stretched out his hand to grab it, and Han Yan'er's face changed drastically. She was pulled by a terrifying force and rushed towards Xin Hai quickly. .
Everyone's complexion changed.
"Boy, hurry up, destroy that blood spirit!" the cheap cat yelled excitedly.
Seeing that Han Yan'er's face was pale and she was about to be strangled by Xin Hai, Yang Zhen's eyes flashed a murderous look, and he disappeared in place suddenly.
"Old man, you are courting death"
go to your sister's blood spirit
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