The man looked at Luo Ming, then at his wife, motioned for her to stop talking, and then said to Luo Ming:

"The strength of the Blood Refining Sect is strong, you better leave quickly, if you can, I want to ask you for one thing, that is, I hope you can take this child to the Duanmu family, and the Duanmu family will be grateful when the time comes." ”

Luo Ming took a deep breath, looked at the two of them, and said:

"It's up to you to do it yourself. ”

After speaking, he looked at the city within the city, and then stepped on it, stepping on the air, like an invisible floor, step by step, as if walking on the ground.

It is not difficult to fly in the sky, but if you want to reach the point of Luo Ming, you can't really do it with general strength.

The two looked at Luo Ming and couldn't help but say anxiously:

"Senior, don't go, that blood refining sect not only has many masters, but also has many demon beasts, if you go, you will undoubtedly fall into the net." ”

Luo Ming didn't look back, but continued to walk towards the city within a city step by step, with each step, the momentum became stronger, and at the same time, a cold and terrifying voice came from the air:

"In the future, there will be no more blood refining gates. ”

The two looked at each other, their eyes were full of shock, this senior who seemed to kiss the young, where did he get the confidence? Destroy the Blood Refining Sect by one person? Then he sighed, there are actually many people like Luo Ming, but each of them is extremely miserable.

But there is a trace of fantasy in their hearts, if Luo Ming really succeeds, then won't they all be free?

Luo Ming walked in Kong Zhou step by step, attracting a large number of people from outside the city to watch, and they all wondered if there were any genius disciples in the Blood Refining Sect who came out to show off.

As the momentum continued to emanate, it finally attracted the attention of the blood refining gate in the city.

I saw a red-robed woman flying up, landing on the inner city, looking at Luo Ming, and shouting:

"He Fangxiao is small, dare to be presumptuous outside this blood refining gate. ”

Luo Ming glanced at the woman in red lightly, and his consciousness swept away, and he saw that the blood on this woman's body was thick, and a cloud of evil was formed above her head that was difficult to see with the naked eye, and there seemed to be countless unjust souls roaring, which must have been caused by perennial killing.

With a wave of his hand, a strong wind whistled away, and two words came out of his mouth:

"Noise"

"Bang"

The woman in red was hit by the strong wind, and she formed a cloud of blood mist directly above the city wall.

This bloody scene is used to people outside the city, but the person who died today is from the Blood Refining Gate, and more people are looking at Luo Ming with pity, daring to provoke the Blood Refining Gate, this person has undoubtedly been sentenced to death.

Luo Ming was unmoved, and still walked towards the inner city step by step.

"And people dare to be presumptuous in my blood refining gate. ”

A powerful coercion spread, nearly 100 people jumped on the city wall, led by an old man, skinny as wood, imposing, with a ghost-headed knife in his hand, on which the evil qi was entangled, ordinary people just saw it and their souls were gone.

Luo Ming stopped, looked at the old man and the other blood refining sect people, and finally glanced at the ghost-headed big knife, his anger rose again, and his expression was cold and terrifying.

"I think there must be a lot of souls under this knife. ”

The old man smiled and stroked the blade of the knife, as if he was caressing his lover. ：

"Hehe, boy, have a vision, my soul knife devoured the blood of ninety-nine virgins into a knife, and so far I have drunk more than a thousand people's blood, and I will have more than one more life for you later. ”

Luo Ming raised his head, his eyes were shrouded in a hint of purple gold, and said quietly:

"Really, it seems that your Blood Refining Sect is really not a good thing, if you don't kill the best demon beasts, but kill the same kind, then there is no need to exist. ”

The old man waved the soul knife in his hand and drank:

"You're young, and your tone is not small, I hope you'll be so calm later. Kill me."

After saying that, he stabbed his head, and the boundless blood-colored knife condensed, and the evil aura on it soared to the sky, devouring people's souls.

Luo Ming stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and the star-picking hand took advantage of the situation, blocking the sword with his hand, and at the same time, a purple-gold light flashed under his feet, and the ripples waved, and he came to the city wall in an instant.

"Puff Puff"

One by one, the disciples of the Blood Refining Sect were cut off by this ripple, and they fell to the ground and did not die immediately, and there was a wail on the city wall.

The old man's soul sword danced in front of him again and again, blocking the purple-gold ripples, and after it dissipated, his face was sweating like rain, his legs were weak, and his eyes were full of disbelief, how could this young man be so strong?

Luo Ming looked at the old man, shook his head, and said with a sneer:

"What's the matter? just kept asking me to be your sword revenant, why are you so embarrassed now?"

The old man's mind turned sharply, a red bead appeared in his hand, crushed it gently, and then a small blood-colored streamer rushed into the inner city and disappeared, and at the same time said in his mouth:

"Who is Your Excellency? I don't know you in the Blood Refining Sect, so why should I be my enemy? If you leave now, I can not blame the past. ”

"Boom"

Luo Ming ignited a pale golden flame on his body, looked at the old man, pressed step by step, gritted his teeth and said:

"The past is not to blame, a good one is not to blame, look at the dead souls behind you, are they not guilty of the past for you?"

- Star picker

A palm-covering palm came across the sky, directly slapping the city wall apart. And the old man directly didn't react at the moment, and even the knife turned into a ball of flesh and blood and iron slag on the spot.

This sound directly alarmed the entire inner city, and countless red-clothed figures shook and rushed towards this side.

Luo Ming watched countless people want to come here, observed carefully, and found that everyone was more or less surrounded by evil energy, and his heart couldn't help but be even more chilled:

"This blood refining sect, it turns out that there is not a good thing, if it is really a demon sect, it is good, then let you be wiped out, so as not to bring disaster to the world. ”

Immediately, his figure flickered, and he appeared in the inner city, looking at the Blood Refining Sect disciples who rushed to the occasion, and there was no pity in his eyes.

With a finger of his right hand, the sky-shattering sword burst out of the sky, instantly lining up countless sword shadows, covering the sky and the sun.

The strength of these disciples is not very high, many of them are not even innate, and it is undoubtedly the best means to return to the Yuan with ten thousand swords, although the lethality is limited, but the range is large, and the sword shadow can be controlled at will.

With both hands, he pushed forward suddenly, like turning over the river and the sea, like a violent wind and tsunami, turning into a stream of swords and scattering everywhere, where countless sword shadows passed, houses collapsed, broken limbs flew sideways, and the disciples of the Blood Refining Sect fell down quickly like cutting leeks, even if they were lucky enough to avoid a sword shadow, they would be killed by another attack that followed.

At the gap in the city wall, countless people looked at this scene, one by one they were trembling with fright, what is the origin of this young man? There is a huge blood refining sect, and countless disciples are completely an ornament in front of him. Could it be that the Blood Refining Sect is not as powerful as the legend?

In less than two minutes, nearly 10,000 disciples of the Blood Refining Sect were killed and wounded, rivers of blood flowed on the streets, and broken corpses could be seen everywhere, and even some disciples who were not dead were wailing on the ground with fear and despair on their faces.

In their eyes, Luo Ming was like a demon lord coming from the region, destroying their invincible blood refining gate so easily, and at the same time, thinking in his heart, why did he join this blood refining sect, why did he kill so many people, and now that retribution has finally come, this person in front of him was sent by heaven to sanction the blood refining gate.