Chapter 1553 Remnant Eyes (Three More)

The Rakshasa Clan and the Witch Clan, just the arrival of the two fierce clans, are so powerful and pre-emptive, many cultivators are secretly worried in their hearts.

"It's not very good."

The Sect Master of Piaoxuegu is a middle-aged and beautiful woman, looking quite gentle, with a hint of melancholy between her brows, she murmured softly.

"Amitabha."

The abbot of Ran Deng Temple, Hui Shen, also looked worried and chanted the Buddha's name.

The Fierce Race is too strong, the Human Race must have little room for negotiation, and the result of this Ten Thousand Races Conference will not be optimistic.

"Boom!"

The Xuanji Palace bell rang again.

A large blood mist floated in the distance, and figures were looming in it. Before they descended over the Xuanji Palace, there was a bloody aura!

Blood vines!

A hundred years ago, the Bloodvine Clan destroyed one of the Nandou Sect, and as a result, Huangwu suppressed tens of thousands of people on Liuxing Mountain, and even the young master of the Bloodvine Clan, Teng Lingzi, was killed.

This battle made the blood vines lose face.

But in the past hundred years, the blood vines have a fierce reputation!

Not long ago, Qingfengguan, one of the immortal gates, was just destroyed.

In that battle, more than ten ancestors of the Mahayana ancestors of Qingfengguan fell!

In the end, even the emperors came forward, and the emperors of Qingfengguan were buried on the top of Qingfeng Mountain, which caused a big shock in the cultivation world!

Compared to the Blood Vine Clan, the movements of the Wu Clan and Rakshasa Clan over the years are really not too big.

Many cultivators were stunned, and instantly became nervous, for fear of being noticed by the Bloodvine Clan and causing death.

The Palace Master of Xuanji Palace took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and his expression returned to calm. He went up to meet him, and cupped his hands: "I have seen everyone from the Bloodvine Clan, please come inside."

The current young master of the Bloodvine Clan is named Teng Luo.

Among the blood vines, it is also a very famous evildoer.

But if Teng Lingzi hadn't fallen, Teng Luo would have no chance to become the young master of the blood vine clan!

This Teng Luo's bloodthirsty is even more than Teng Lingzi!

"It's really lively."

Teng Luo licked his lips, his eyes turned in the crowd, and he said excitedly: "I can't wait for so much fresh blood food!"

"Hey Hey!"

Many blood vines let out a burst of laughter, which is creepy!

The souls of all races felt a chill in their hearts.

The Bloodvine Clan has just arrived, and they have not concealed their inner thoughts at all. In the eyes of the Bloodvine Clan, the creatures of all races are nothing but blood food!

Teng Luo's eyes looked around, and the creatures of all races avoided them, not daring to look at him!

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Teng Luo looked proud and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I have just eaten hundreds of blood food, and I am not hungry yet."

As he spoke, Teng Luo walked in with many blood vines.

Many monks breathed a sigh of relief.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The bell rang twice in succession.

I saw two teams of monks galloping in the sky in the distance.

The monks on the left, each with blond hair and blue eyes, tall stature, handsome men and beautiful women, came together, like a pair of golden boys and girls.

The Protoss has arrived!

The monk on the other side looked no different from the human race.

It's just that there is a bloodstain standing between the eyebrows of these monks, like a closed eye.

The Tianyan clan has arrived!

The two fierce clans descended to the Xuanji Palace at the same time!

The Palace Master of Xuanji Palace came forward again and welcomed the two fierce clans in.

"The one headed by the Protoss should be the Goddess Xiaoxiang. She is indeed a peerless splendor, beautiful and flawless, not much less than the Jade Rakshasa."

Many cultivators looked at the woman headed by the Protoss and couldn't help but sigh in admiration.

"Strange, it is rumored that the goddess Xiaoxiang and the goddess of the gods are goddesses. They are a match made in heaven, and they often show up together. How can I only see the goddess and not the goddess in such a grand scene?"

"I don't know, it's probably something that's been delayed."

Some monks communicated in secret.

"Who is the blind man headed by the Tianyan clan?"

At this moment, the young master of the Zhentian Sect who came to the door sent a voice transmission and asked quietly.

The head of the Tianyan clan has long hair and a shawl, and his face is expressionless. There are two dark holes in his eyes, which looks a bit infiltrating.

The Sect Master of Zhentian Sect said through voice transmission: "What blind man, you pay attention! That person is not easy to provoke, he is cruel, don't cause a big disaster!"

"Sect Master, don't worry, we are communicating with consciousness, and he can't hear it." The young master of Zhentian Sect said something nonchalantly.

"It's never wrong to be careful."

The Sect Master of Zhentian Sect warned and explained: "That person is the young master of the Tianyan clan. I heard that when he was young, he abandoned his eyes in order to cultivate the Tianyan!"

"what!"

The young master of Zhentian Sect was speechless.

The Sect Master of Zhentian Sect continued: "You said that the disabled eyes are so ruthless to himself, how ruthless is he to others?"

"He is now in the realm of half ancestors, so he can completely regenerate his eyes?"

The Young Master of Zhentian Sect asked again.

The Sect Master of Zhentian Sect shook his head and said, "If he restores his eyes to normal, he will lose most of his Taoism! The fact that he named himself Cunmu means that he has made up his mind that he will never see the light again in his life. !"

"It's so cruel!"

The young master of Zhentian Sect grinned slightly and said, "For the sake of cultivation, if you can't see anything in your life, what's the fun in that?"

At this moment, the young master of the Tianyan clan, Zangmu suddenly stopped and stopped.

The residual eye slowly turned his head, and in his eyes, a pair of dark holes were facing the direction of Zhentian Sect.

At this moment, the expressions of the sect master and the young master of Zhentian Sect changed greatly, they only felt that their scalps were exploding, and their hearts seemed to stop beating!

"Remnant, remnant, fellow Taoist remnant, but what's the matter?"

The Sect Master of Zhentian Sect tried to calm himself, but his voice trembled uncontrollably.

Residual eyes said lightly: "I hate hearing people talk about my eyes the most, and you just said a word I really don't want to hear - blind man!"

The faces of the Sect Master and the Young Master of the Zhentian Sect became extremely pale in an instant, and cold sweat broke out in an instant.

The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, his expression mocking, and he said, "Do you think that I can't hear the voice transmission of divine sense?"

He self-harmed his eyes, and naturally he could hear some sounds that others could not hear!

The sky eye between the left and right eyebrows suddenly opened a tiny gap.

An extremely terrifying power fluctuation burst out, and a huge cold light passed in the direction of Zhentianzong!

too fast!

The power of the pupil technique is completely instant.

What's more, it is the pupil technique of the young master of the Tianyan clan!

The Sect Master of Zhentian Sect and the Young Master both widened their eyes, their expressions froze on their faces.

puff! puff! puff!

One after another blood mist spewed out, and dozens of cultivators of Zhentian Sect, three of them fit together, were all killed by this pupil technique in the blink of an eye, and their body and spirit were all destroyed!

On the ground, there was only a pile of cut and smashed flesh and blood, and the smell was overwhelming!

The remnant eyes just opened their eyes slightly, and all the monks of Zhentian Sect were dead!

All is silent!

The creatures of all races were stunned by the means of the disabled eyes, and they didn't even dare to take a breath.

In the Primordial Era, there was a natural reason why the Fierce Clan could dominate the world and surpass the ten thousand clans.

The great power of the human race, under the hands of these fierce young masters, is as small as an ant, and it will be crushed to death casually, with no effort at all!