The blood **** is a dark place, lingering in the northern part of the holy land of the state, backed by the ancient snow mountain, the weather is extremely cold, and it is shrouded in a white snow and ice all year round.

Xianminghai is actually an ice lake with a distance of thousands of miles. It is located at the foot of an extremely ancient snow mountain. It is the place where Haiming Fa, one of the four great gods of blood gods, cultivates.

No matter how cold the weather is, Xianminghai never freezes, and the color of the lake looks rather blue. Looking down from the sky, it looks like a sapphire on white paper.

At night, the lake is full of five-colored auras, which transpired, making Fangyuan thousands of miles into a fairy land.

At this moment, on the Chengcheng Island in the center of Xianminghai, a man wearing a black suit was holding a coffin with one hand, crossed the suspension bridge, and went straight into the Fawang Hall.

"I've seen Elder Blue Night."

The two young women standing on both sides of the gate of the Fawang's main hall immediately knelt down on one knee and saluted the man in black with a very respectful expression.

Both of them have quite beautiful faces. At the same time, in order to achieve the ninth change of the ichthyosaur, they are the servants of King Haiming Fa. They have a high status in Xianminghai, but they still have to salute the men in black.

It can be seen that the identity of the man in black must be quite remarkable.

In the palace of the Fawang, there were no other people except the man in black. Only thirty-six holy blood oil lamps were still on, emitting a bright light, making his appearance gradually clear.

This man, named Lan Ye, was the thirteenth disciple of King Haiming Fa, and an elder of the Blood Gods.

Lan Ye looked nearly thirty years old, with a tall nose and sharp eyes, giving a sense of both leanness and gloom.

Lan Ye's palm was gently pushed, and the heavy metal coffin, like a piece of thin paper, gently fell to the center of the Fawang's hall without making a sound.

"Master, this is Sun Chengyi's corpse. The disciples found him from Wanbu Valley. His body, divided into eight pieces, has now been completely stitched back." Lan Ye said in a very indifferent tone. .

In the hall of the Fawang, the flames of the thirty-six holy blood oil lamps were slightly tilted, and the light flashed quickly.

One was a bit old, and some majestic voices rang out of thin air: "Sun Chengyi is the most proud disciple of Lao Liu, who is less than a hundred years old, but has reached the third-order and semi-holy place. He was the best candidate. Even he failed to gain a foothold in Youzi Tiangong, and eventually died. "

Then there was a long sigh.

Lan Ye looked at the empty black seat at the top of the hall, as if speaking to the air, and said, "Even Sun Chengyi died tragically. Sending other juniors to the past is probably a dead end."

There was silence in the king's hall.

After a long while, the majestic voice sounded again, "The endless abyss hides a shocking secret, but the lord has sent You Zi Tian Gong to guard the periphery of the abyss, including the teaching congregation, no one can approach the past."

"Three hundred years ago, the practice of our four Dafa kings was just a line weaker than the leader. But in the last three hundred years, the leader ’s practice has made rapid progress, leaving four of us behind and becoming blood. The first person to be a well-deserved deity, no one can balance him. "

Lan Ye raised his head, with a strange light in his eyes, and said: "Master doubts that the leader can achieve today's achievements, is it related to the secrets of the endless abyss?"

"That's right. Because the Youzi Temple was stationed around the endless abyss 300 years ago and completely blocked it. No one can approach the past except the leader. You said, how could there be such a coincidence?"

Immediately, the majestic voice became very sharp, with a strong obsession, saying: "No matter how great a sacrifice is made, the old man must also find out the secret of the endless abyss. As long as he has that secret, The old man has a chance to become the head of the four Dafa kings. "

Lan Yedao: "But, with Sun Chengyi, we have lost twelve semi-holy heroes in Xianminghai. Among the third generation of disciples, it is no longer possible to choose a suitable candidate. If you choose another semi-holy, Entering the Youzi Heavenly Palace, but it may not be trustworthy. In case the Master's intentions are exposed and the leader is known, it will be a big trouble. "

What Lan Ye said was also the most worrying and troublesome thing for King Haiming.

King Haiming Fa had received a total of fourteen disciples, and the third, fourth, and fifth generations of apprentices were even more numerous. Among them, there were some outstanding heroes who broke into the semi-holy realm at a young age And become a party overlord.

For example, Sun Chengyi lying in the coffin is the disciple of Li Shigong, the sixth disciple of King Haiming Fa, and the outstanding one among the third generation of grandchildren.

Sixty years ago, King Haiming successively dispatched Yingjie, a grandchild of his disciples, into the Youzi Heavenly Palace to help him discover the secrets of the endless abyss.

However, the disciples who entered the Youzi Heavenly Palace were either missing or dead, and no one could survive.

The third generation of apprentices, who have reached the semi-sacred realm, have almost died, and can no longer find a suitable candidate.

King Hai Jue has lived for six hundred years, and Shou Yuan is about to die. Only by breaking through to a higher realm can he continue his life. Therefore, he was very urgent to find the secret of the endless abyss.

Have to take a risk and explore the endless abyss yourself?

"Wow!"

At this moment, a blood-red mist poured in from outside the door and appeared beside Lan Ye, condensing into a figure covered with blood robes all over his body.

The body of the blood robe is tall and thin, but a face is hidden under the blood robe. It is quite mysterious to see the age, appearance and gender.

"Master, brother Gu Yan's son, I want to ask to see your old man." The blood robe people's voice seemed a little embarrassed, like a man and a woman, as old as a young man, giving an indistinct feeling.

Immediately, the blood-robed man unfolded a roll of imperial edict, and a sacred of air poured out from his sleeve, wrapped the imperial edict, hit it, and flew to the bronze case table.

"Oh!"

Strands of blood-red silk condense out of nowhere and converge to the uppermost position of the Fawang Hall, condensing into an old man wearing a navy blue robe.

It is a sacred soul clone of King Haiming Fa.

"Gu Yan's son?"

King Hai Mingfa glanced at the imperial edict on the table case, his face revealing a thoughtful look, and finally remembered that the nine disciples Gu Yan had come to Xianming Hai to ask for a volume of imperial edict to his son.

At that time, Hai Ning Fa Wang Nian ran the Blood Dragon Hall in Gu Yan, and paid tribute to many crystals and elixir, so he agreed.

Gu Yan's son, King Haiming still has some reflections.

The kid's qualifications are quite good. At the beginning, King Haiming also left him in Xianminghai for a period of time, preparing to carefully adjust it, and it will probably have a lot of achievements.

Who knows that the kid was so brave, but after spending three days in the Immortal Sea, he got a bed attendant from Haiming Fa King.

Although the King Haiming was quite annoyed, the blood dragon temple that was read in Gu Yan could converge his wealth for him, so he did not clean up the blood dragon boy, and found a reason to expel him out of Xianminghai and rush back. Yuanfu.

That waiter, of course, has also been given death by King Haiming Fa.

"What did that kid do in Xianminghai?"

King Haiming's expression was a little displeased, but he thought that the nine disciples Gu Yan had a lot of value, so he summoned the blood dragon son.

The blood dragon son, who was changed by Zhang Ruochen, entered the palace of the King of Kings, immediately kneeled under the sacred soul of King Haiming, with a crying cry, saying, "Master, please be fair to the disciples, Blood Dragon. The disciples in the temple cannot die in vain, nor can the father die in vain. Only your elderly can avenge them ...

As he talked, Zhang Ruochen's mouth spit out black blood, and he kept coughing, looking quite miserable.

Zhang Ruochen didn't pretend to be injured, but he was really badly injured.

Even at this time, Zhang Ruochen was secretly observing three people in the Fawang's hall.

King Haiming Fa sits above, with a long blue sea of ​​wavy hair, deep concave eyes, and wrinkles on his face, even if it is just a ghost image, it also exudes a boundless breath, like the sacred mountain that cannot be climbed, like The bottomless ocean caused tremendous pressure on Zhang Ruochen.

In addition, on the left and right sides of the hall, there are a man in black and a man in blood.

The man in black should have practiced some kind of dark attributes, but just stood there arbitrarily, and the cold air that emanated from it would freeze the surrounding space, and any airflow entering his one foot would immediately dissipate.

This person must be a ruthless character.

Another blood robe man, as if he had no flesh and blood body, was just a cloud of mist, giving a more inscrutable feeling.

Obviously, none of the few people in the King's Hall were simple figures.

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King Haiming's eyes narrowed, and he stared at the blood dragon boy kneeling down, and said coldly, "What are you talking about, your father is dead? Who's so brave enough to touch the old man's disciples?"

"It is the dead monk, the evil monk of dead Zen." Zhang Ruochen roared.

King Haiming's brow jumped slightly, as if to himself: "It's dead Zen."

If other forces dare to kill Hai Ming Fa ’s disciples, even if Hai Ming Fa is for his own sake, he will destroy the other family.

Dead Buddhism is not a general generation. Although it has only been established for hundreds of years, it has a huge influence and the congregation is spread all over the world. It is estimated that it is not much weaker than the blood **** religion with a history of hundreds of thousands of years.

In particular, the ancestors of Dead Zen are a peerless figure, and the Queen did not die after taking a move. Such a character cannot be found in the entire Kunlun community.

It doesn't seem to be a good deal to offend dead Zen for one disciple.