After the light start, the atmosphere suddenly fell silent. Perhaps it was the rhetoric of the two parties waiting for the meeting.

Looking at the two people who were thinking about each other, Liu Feng and the three people also found a place, and sat down slowly, waiting for the two giants to speak.

Liu Feng lightly leaned on the back of the chair, under the cover of the large black robe, his eyes narrowed slightly, his divine mind burst out, scanning quietly in the hall

"This old man is very strong" was scattered in the void and brought back the news to Liu Feng after probing for a long time. His calm face was slightly shocked.

Under the detection of the subtle effects of the special divine mind, the elder bhikkhu is like an ordinary old man, there is no energy fluctuations on his body, and there is no abnormality in the space between raising his hands.

However, will a generation of prophets be an ordinary old man? The answer is absolutely negative. In this way, there is only one possibility. The old man has grasped the energy in the body to a very subtle level. The slightest energy is under the control of the mind. Therefore, this will not reduce the energy in the body. Leak out

Liu Feng has only seen this kind of realm and subtle control over energy in the Dragon Sovereign, but the Dragon Sovereign is an extremely powerful person who has stepped into the supreme peak. On the entire continent, it can be said that it is hard to meet an opponent. , Could it be that the dying old man in front of him is also a strong man in that class?

Taking a breath of cold air in his heart, Liu Feng's body trembled slightly, aura surging in his dantian, ready to explode at any time

When Liu Feng's spiritual mind was broken. The elder bhikkhu lifted his eyes lightly, his gaze swept across Liu Feng’s black robe, a flash of surprise flashed across his face, but soon, the old man took the surprise back and regained his indifference.

"Elder monk, I don't know the sound transmission this time. What's the matter?" After all, the sky is not as good as the monk. After confronting him for a long time, he finally sighed and shook his head.

"Haha" Although he had a little advantage in the initial negotiations, the elder bhikkhu did not show any joy, he was neither surprised nor humiliated, nor impatient. He chuckled lightly, and said in a peaceful voice: "Blood Lord has ended the 10,000-year split of the Blood God Sect. My Prophet’s line and the Blood God Sect also had a very good relationship ten thousand years ago, but then the Blood God Sect split, and the Prophet’s line It’s not easy to take one and abandon one. That’s why I chose to escape from the world. Now, the Blood God Sect is unified. As the elder of the Dikkhu, how can I not congratulate you.”

Although it is only on the scene. However, Tianqiang still smiled and said thank you

As soon as the conversation was opened, the two giants did not want to continue to be silent, and they had a very happy conversation while smiling.

"Haha. I invite the Blood Lord to come here this time, there is really something to discuss." After a while again, the elder bhikkhu said in a straightforward manner.

"Come" Liu Feng said secretly in their hearts. The spirit can't help but gather quietly

Skydome's complexion didn't change, and he smiled and nodded

"Hehe, Blood Lord is now the first pope of the New Blood God Sect"

"Haha, elder Bhikkhu, wrong, I am not the first pope, my student, in red, she is the first pope" Tianqiong smiled and interrupted the bhikkhu softly.

"Oh?" Bhikkhu was a little surprised, his gaze gradually shifted to the indifferent girl next to a black robe, her green pupils shrank slightly, and she chuckled: "Is the blood deity making a mistake? She's only at the Saint Terrace level, right? Can she master the big Blood God Sect?"

"That's right. The red dress is the first pope of the Blood God Sect" Tian Qiong smiled authentically.

The brows were lightly frowned, the elder monk and the beast emperor looked at each other, both of them hesitated from each other's eyes. If the blood **** sect is in charge of the sky, it doesn't matter much, but if it is handed to the red shirt Isn't this girl who is less than twenty seem a bit too absurd? Although Hongyi has extremely high popularity, but if you want a temple to thrive, you can do more than just popularity.

It seems that the establishment of the national religion has to be slowed down

After a long silence, the elder bhikkhu stared at the indifferent and stunning woman, his gaze shifted quietly, and he stayed on the blood-crystal-like eyes and a head like ink blue silk, his brows were lightly frowned, as if he was thinking of something.

After a while, the elder bhikkhu's eyes condensed suddenly, his face changed, his dry fingers flicked lightly, and a small flash of silver lightning suddenly shot out, blinking across the void, and hitting it directly.

Dress

Looking at a small ray of lightning flashing in the void, the pretty face in red clothes was slightly cold, and the slender jade onion fingers danced like a butterfly, and a few blood bursts out, above the void, hitting the small nest heavily. Above the lightning, the two energies annihilated instantly at the same time

"Xuan Yin kills Kuixing?!!!" When the lightning was annihilated, the elder bhikkhu's face changed abruptly, and he shouted silently.

"Elder Bhikkhu, you are" Tianqiang's face sank and shouted.

"Uh, please don't take offense to the Blood Lord. The monk just confirmed the guess in his heart, and it is not malicious." The monk shook his head and said apologetically.

"Blood Venerable, I don't know, this lady in red, but Xuan Yin kills Kui Xing?" Looking at the sky, the elder Bhikkhu asked carefully.

There was a moment of silence, and the Blood Venerable Sky Nodded. The red clothes is the fact that Xuan Yin killed Kuixing. As long as people who have known about the ancient times, they will know more or less, especially after a brief encounter, the red clothes That unique surging Xuan Yin murderous aura, generally cannot hide certain supreme powerhouses who have knowledge of ancient secret history, let alone the elder monks who have the inheritance of the prophet.

"Hehe, Blood Lord is really a blessing, to be able to find this kind of strange star as a direct disciple, the Blood God Sect, maybe it will really show off in Miss Red." The envy in the words of the elder monk is not like a fake, and To be sure, a person with talent like the red dress is definitely similar to the Prophet’s line, the best choice for this single line of inheritance.

Hearing what the monk said, the sky above the old face was also slightly shining, and a trace of pride could not be revealed. It is indeed the most proud thing in his life to be able to accept this generation of Di Xuan Yin and Kill Kui Xing as a student. When Hong Yiken called him a teacher, he felt that he didn't seem to be so happy even when he was promoted to supreme.

"Hehe, but even though the lady in red is Xuanyin Xuankui Xing, the necessary procedures cannot be omitted," the elder bhikkhu laughed softly.

"Necessary procedures? Elder Bhikkhu, you are looking for me here, what the **** is it, or have you said it clearly?" Sky Qiong frowned, and said a little unpleasantly.

"Haha, the blood deity is still waiting for a while, what the monk said may be a great opportunity for the blood **** cult." The elder monk shook his head with a smile, turned his head, and faced the red shirt. Chuckled lightly: "Miss red, the test of the bhikkhu is not easy, do you dare to follow?"

"Remember what you just said, if what you said doesn't make the Blood God Sect prosper, I will kill you" the red clothes said coldly, the blood-colored pupils, the killing intent was surging.

"Hehe, please don't worry about the blood-clothed lady." The elder bhikkhu smiled and nodded.

Nodding lightly, the red body trembled slightly, and his figure appeared straight in the spacious hall, and said softly: "Come on."

"Miss Bloodcoat is so fast." The elder Bhikkhu smiled and praised, shaking his head and smiling: "Your opponent is not me, but them."

With the tapping of the bhikkhu's finger, two slightly smelly Sen-cold energy suddenly rushed from behind him.

Facing the surprise attack ~lightnovelpub.net~ the red-clothed pretty face was calm, his steps lightly stepped, and a mysterious arc traversed like flowing water, just dodge two vigor behind his back, his small hand whirled gently, and the **** whirlpool blinked. Appeared, with a flick of a finger, the blood swirling rapidly, turning into a blood-colored light wheel, violently strangling behind him violently

"Ding jingle bells"

A burst of sparks burst and flashed above the void, and with the twisting of the blood wheel, a black giant wolf with a red body on both ends appeared hideously in the air.

The dark hair glowed slightly oily under the shining of the magic lamp. The green and faint wolf eyes flashed cold and cold, and the sharp teeth shone with white, smelly saliva, slowly dripping, one of the four wolf claws. Up, like metal

The two giant wolves only appeared in the void for a moment, and then disappeared again.

Looking at this weird scene, Liu Feng's face underneath the black robe changed, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his heart, and an uncontrollable thought appeared.

"Ghost wolf?? The skills of this elder monk seem to be like the orc prophet in Warcraft"