Youzhou, an extraterritorial battlefield.

In the realm of the blood spirit clan.

At this time, Xue Sha was sitting in a hall discussing something with other Blood Spirit clansmen.

"The ancient road to the sky this time is very important, more important than any previous time..."

Just as he was talking, suddenly, Xue Sha's body froze suddenly!

At the moment when his clone was destroyed, the blood brake immediately gave birth to a sense.

His soul trembled violently, and the breath all over his body was instantly wilted.

"Master Xuesha!"

Seeing the appearance of Xue Sha, the other blood spirits stood up one after another, with shocked expressions on their faces.

What's going on here?

"Who is it! Dare to kill my clone!"

Xue Sha roared in his heart, and he felt like he was going crazy.

At this point, he was aware of what had happened before.

Because it is the avatar, the thinking and memory of both parties are common.

Xue Sha never expected that his clone would be destroyed by someone for no reason.

Who is the person that appeared on Ye Haotian?

Obviously, the whole body is full of blood spirits of the same race, but he doesn't know this person at all.

The blood brakes are splitting.

His clone was destroyed, and even his body was greatly affected.

The combat power has dropped by at least 10% in a short period of time!

"Master Xuesha, are you alright?"

The Xue Ling on the side saw Xue Sha's terrifying expression, but there was no response, and suddenly asked again.

"Huh, it's okay."

Hearing the words, Xue Sha suddenly let out a sigh of relief, suppressing his strangeness.

It doesn't want to expose the fact that its clone was destroyed.

The appearance of Xuesha's body is very similar to that of a normal human, and there is not much difference. At this moment, his face is slightly pale.

"Okay, let's continue to discuss about the ancient road to the sky in three months. This time it is very likely that the ancient road of our blood spirit family will be opened."

Xue Sha waved his hand, reluctant to say more, and then said solemnly: "At that time, you must bring back the inheritance of our Blood Spirit Race as much as possible! Do you understand!"

"clear!"

All the blood spirits around were sitting upright when they heard the words.

This is related to the inheritance of their blood spirit clan, and it is really not sloppy.

If their inheritance and treasures fall into the hands of other races, they will have no face to face others.

"By the way, at that time you must be most careful about the group of robbers from the human race. The human race does not have the ancient road to the sky, so they will rob other races. Be careful!"

Xue Sha's tone was full of solemnity.

The human race has long been infamous in this extraterritorial battlefield.

The most shameless is the human race!

"Yes, Lord Xuesha, we understand!"

The other blood spirits also showed fearful expressions on their faces.

Now the human race is the rat crossing the street, everyone shouts and beats, no, the rat crossing the street is not so powerful.

Anyway, the human race has no ancient road to the sky, and there is no inheritance. It has always been robbing one for one, and relying on its own powerful reproduction ability, it has occupied a large number of sites in Kyushu.

"Lord Xuesha, you said before that your clone has sneaked into the Great Zhou Dynasty. Will there be human traitors in our blood spirit clan?"

A blood spirit suddenly seemed to remember something, and then quickly asked.

It's okay not to say this, as soon as he opened his mouth, it made Xue Sha's face even more ugly.

His avatars were all destroyed.

Say shit.

"This matter, don't mention it again! Okay, let's go."

Xue Sha's face turned pale, and he wanted to say a few more words, but this time he ended the meeting.

What else to say.

There is nothing left to say.

Originally, I planned to take advantage of the few months before the opening of the ancient road to the sky, to make a good layout in the Great Zhou Dynasty, but it turned out that I was a fart, and I also laid out a fart!

He doesn't know now, whether the backhand he left behind many years ago is still obedient.

Obviously, the Yin-Yang Demon Sect is now stronger and less obedient.

It would be fine if his clone was still alive, but it's really hard to say now.

If something goes wrong, it will be troublesome.

"Yes, Lord Xuesha."

All the blood spirits felt that something was wrong, and then slowly backed away.

Needless to say, I understand.

It seems that something unexpected happened.

After a while, only Xue Sha was left in the entire hall.

His expression became more serious.

Over the years, the Great Zhou Royal Family has become more and more strict in monitoring the Great Perimeter.

A lot of his backhand has been cleared.

It is also the Yin-Yang Demon Sect, and there are only one or two sects in Wuhenma who can still be contacted.

The rest are basically cleaned up in the dark.

But because they knew the consequences of betraying the human race, none of these sects completely fell to the blood spirit clan.

In fact, it's not that the blood spirits have not tried to use the master-servant contract to control other human monks, but every time they are discovered, the four royal families of the Youzhou human race will go crazy and attack the blood spirits.

Compared with the harvest, the losses of the blood spirit family are even more severe.

This made the Blood Spirit Clan choose the gentler means of the Blood Spirit Seal.

"This dog's human race!"

Xuesha's eyes were on fire, this time their blood spirit clan's ancient road to the sky, their blood spirit clan must guard it!

...

At this time, within the Yin-Yang Demon Sect.

"Old Sword!"

Ye Haotian looked at such a powerful Jian Lao, and the whole person was shocked.

My old swan, Jian Lao is too strong.

In the past, even if the old swordsman made a shot, there was always a feeling that he was timid and did not dare to exert himself.

But the current Jian Lao is simply too domineering.

What kind of **** blood spirit messenger, under Jian Lao's hands, was not easily killed in an instant!

This powerful swordsmanship, he also wants to learn.

Really fierce!

Jian Lao slowly turned around and looked at Ye Haotian who was very excited. With a slight wave of his right hand, the Soul-suppressing Sword dissipated directly.

"Haotian, you see, I have said many times before that cultivation depends on oneself, what background is backed by mountains, what kind of heaven and earth treasures are all foreign objects, now you understand?"

Jian Lao said quite earnestly.

Ye Haotian has a problem, that is, he attaches great importance to treasures and rights.

In Jian Lao's view, these are actually not important.

Ye Haotian was stunned for a moment when he heard the words.

Similar words, Jian Lao has told him more than once.

"Elder Jian, I understand."

Ye Haotian pondered slightly, and then nodded solemnly.

The old man was right.

Practice really depends on oneself.

But Ye Haotian didn't feel that Jian Lao was completely right.

Relying on yourself is not enough until you are not strong enough.

He knows this very well.

Power is also important.

If Feng Yangyu didn't take a fancy to him, he would have accepted him as a direct disciple.

Now, no matter how hard I try, I will be trampled on by others.

Before in the Blood Moon Sect, Ye Haotian also relied on himself, but what's the use?

Therefore, it is necessary to borrow or borrow, and do whatever it takes to make yourself stronger!

Seeing that Ye Haotian seemed to have listened a little, Jian Lao nodded slightly.

I hope that Ye Haotian is really awake, so he will not waste his teaching.

Ye Haotian took a few steps forward and was about to speak, but Jian Lao frowned.

"Elder Jian, what's wrong?"

Ye Haotian felt a little strange.

"somebody is coming."

As soon as Jian Lao's voice fell, a figure appeared above the two of them.

It was Feng Yang Yu.

Feng Yangyu had been waiting for the first elder to come back, but the first elder did not wait, but felt a shocking sword energy coming from the back mountain, and he was shocked and rushed over.

At this moment, Feng Yangyu looked at Ye Haotian and Jian Lao below, and there was an unpleasant feeling in his eyes.

Why is Ye Haotian here?

Who is the old man beside Ye Haotian?

Was it the old man who issued that shocking sword just now?

He clearly felt the aura of the Great Elder and the blood spirit messenger here.

However, the Great Elder and the blood spirit messenger disappeared.

What the **** just happened!

Countless thoughts flashed through Feng Yangyu's heart.

"Master!"

When Ye Haotian saw that the person coming was Feng Yangyu, he immediately bowed slightly and saluted.

Now that Jian Lao is by his side, Ye Haotian is full of confidence.

Not afraid of the old sword being exposed.

Feng Yangyu knew about the fact that he had two souls, but he had never seen it.

"Haotian, what happened just now?"

Feng Yangyu's face fell down slowly, and then he turned to Elder Jian and asked, "Also, who is this?"

"Oh, this is actually mine..."

Ye Haotian was about to answer, but Jian Lao took a step ahead.

"I am the master of Haotian."

"Master?"

Feng Yangyu was stunned for a moment, and Ye Haotian was also stunned.

"Haotian, when did you worship the master?"

Feng Yangyu frowned. As far as he knew, Ye Haotian had never left the Blood Moon Sect before, so there could be no other masters.

"..."

Ye Haotian was at a loss for words, not knowing what to say.

He originally wanted to say that Lao Jian was actually his life and soul, but Feng Yunni had seen Lao Jian's phantom before.

It's not a big secret anymore.

But now that Jian Lao said this, Ye Haotian was a little confused.

"I haven't worshipped a teacher yet. If you haven't come, I will worship."

Jian Lao spoke slowly, although his tone was flat, but there was a rare hint of domineering.

This time, Feng Yangyu's expression was a little displeased, then turned around and looked at Ye Haotian, "Haotian, seriously?"

"Indeed...indeed."

Ye Haotian didn't know what Jian Lao wanted to do, but when Jian Lao said so, he could only cooperate temporarily.

After all, compared to using Feng Yang Yu, Jian Lao was more important to him.

"This daoist brother, for no reason, came to rob Feng's disciple, I'm afraid something is wrong."

Feng Yangyu turned his head and frowned.

Ye Haotian is too important, and now there is someone to **** him, which makes Feng Yangyu extremely unhappy.

Even if it was himself, in order to make Ye Haotian worship him as his teacher, it took a lot of hard work.

"What's wrong?"

Jian Lao laughed, then stretched out his hand, and the Soul Soul Sword appeared in his hand again.

"This... what is the meaning of Daoist brother!"

Feng Yangyu immediately stepped back several feet, and there was a dignified look in his eyes.

What does this person mean?

Ye Haotian's expression was also flickering, and he just realized something.

Jian Lao can actually use his life and soul at will without his consent.

This is how the same thing?

"Sect Master Feng, I'll just ask you one question."

Jian Lao played with the Soul-suppressing Sword at will, and asked unintentionally, "What is the relationship between the Yin-Yang Demon Sect and the Blood Spirit Clan...?"

But as he spoke, Old Jian's eyes became incomparably sharp.

He had already learned from Ye Haotian that the Great Elder of the Yin-Yang Demon Sect actually had a blood spirit imprint in his body.

And the messenger of this blood spirit family also appeared in the Yin-Yang Demon Sect.

Obviously, this Yin-Yang Demon Sect is definitely related to the Blood Spirit Clan.

Hearing what Jian Lao said, Feng Yangyu's pupils began to dilate uncontrollably.

Who is this person and where did he get the news.

A trace of murderous intent flashed in Feng Yangyu's eyes, and he was afraid that he could not let this person leave today.

"Brother Dao, what do you mean by this?"

The next moment, Feng Yangyu's face showed a hint of surprise, as if he didn't know what Jian Lao was talking about.

But a hand was secretly hidden behind him, and a jade talisman was crushed in the palm of his hand.

"Hehe, that's true."

There was a smile on Jian Lao's face. He had already observed Feng Yangyu's micro expressions and small movements.

He had already confirmed in his heart that there was something wrong with the Yin-Yang Demon Sect.

Even if he didn't really betray the human race, he must have something to do with the blood spirit clan.

At this moment, a golden and silver light lit up in front of Jian Lao's eyes, and it was Feng Yangyu who shot.

"Brother, please die!"

I saw Feng Yangyu stepping forward, and the yin and yang swords suddenly condensed in front of him, and in an instant it turned into an endless rain of gold and silver two-color swords, slamming and killing Jian Lao in front of him.

However, Elder Jian seems to have been expecting it for a long time.

A shocking sword intent that seemed to destroy all existence appeared on Jian Lao's body. At this moment, the entire mountain behind, and even the surrounding heaven and earth seemed to tremble!

"Sword! It's not just for that."

Jian Lao murmured in his mouth.

boom!

The unparalleled sword intent on his body suddenly erupted at this moment!

- Zheng!

The soul-suppressing sword seems to have transformed, and the whole body exudes a dazzling light, which seems to be filled with the meaning of invincibility.

In the face of Feng Yangyu's attack, the sword of rejuvenation in his hand swayed out.

I saw a bright sword light appear, heading towards the attacking sword rain.

The sound of shattering kept ringing.

Wherever Jian Lao's sword energy passed, all the sword light was shattered.

Feng Yangyu's expression changed suddenly, and his figure quickly retreated, evading Jian Lao's sword in a dangerous and dangerous way.

Jian Lao's strength is stronger than he imagined!

Ye Haotian on the side was staring at his Soul Soul Sword.

Is this still the Soul Sword?

Why is it so powerful in the hands of Jian Lao?

The yin and yang swords are the same as the soul of heaven~lightnovelpub.net~ They can't even resist a single blow.

"This daoist brother, slow down, it's all a misunderstanding."

Seeing that he was not an opponent, Feng Yangyu suddenly had a smile on his face.

Puff!

However, the next moment, another dazzling golden light flashed past Feng Yangyu's eyes.

This time, Feng Yangyu did not react, and his whole body was directly pierced by a sword.

A huge hole appeared in the entire chest.

"Having a powerful life soul, what's the use of not using it?"

Jian Lao stretched out his hand, and the Soul Soul Sword appeared in his palm again.

However, at this moment, the Soul-suppressing Sword seemed to have met its real master, and it trembled slightly.

There was even a melodious sword chant on the blade.

It was as if he was trying to please the old swordsman.