Nie Xuan and Meng Yuan stood in place and looked at the two pills in their hands, did not speak for a long time, and turned their gaze to the back of Shi Xiao, who had already gone to Jiang Shuofeng and the others.

"Cultivation is the driving force to support it..."

Needless to say, the relationship between Long Hao and Shi Xiao was also when he saw injustice in the Huang Emperor Capital and pulled out his sword to help Shi Xiao beat away the gangsters.

Now Long Hao has matured a lot, and he is also the oldest among several people, his tall and mighty body is wearing a gorgeous cloak, and his majestic face is also very excited when he sees Shi Xiao.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, how is Brother Long's life!" Shi Xiao said with a smile.

Long Hao shook Shi Xiao's hand tightly and replied, "Since my father died, I have been in the imperial palace of the imperial capital, and there are a lot of cumbersome things, I miss the days when we were together when I founded the Yuanzong a few years ago!"

At the beginning of the battle of Lingyuan Chuangsen, Long Hao's father Long Aotian and Elder Duyuan of the Imperial Spirit Pavilion did not come back, and since then he and Shi Xiao have been separated, until today, before Shi Xiao took Jiang Shuofeng and the others to find him, he came to visit in person.

"Who is that, how do you look so familiar... It's from our Huang Empire, right?"

"It seems to be Prince Long Hao of the Huang Empire, I heard that his father Zai Lingyuan Chuangsen died for the human race in that battle, and the Long family was promoted to prince..."

"The sect master is still powerful... Even the prince himself came..."

"That's not it, yesterday the Emperor of the Rong Empire, Guan Handu, personally came to the stage to welcome the return of the sect master, that face is really big!"

As the surrounding cultivators spoke, several figures walked out of the teleportation stones, several figures were all wearing robes, and a young man walked in front of him, next to a middle-aged man.

"It's... Emperor Rong... Emperor Huang"

...

A gust of wind blew quickly, mixed with a thick smell of blood, sweeping across the desolate ground and kicking up a layer of dust. Everything here is so red that you feel like you're in it.

In a crimson sky, the lazy thing that emitted light was like the sun, but the light emitted by this thing was crimson, not as bright as the sun.

The rolling mountains in the distance are very silent, and the red light illuminates the mountains very strangely.

One of these mountains was extremely dark, only a red light flickered on the mountainside, which looked like a red spar from a distance, and when you walked in, it turned out to be a pool of red blood.

There were three figures in the blood pool, and all three figures were wrapped in reddish-brown things, and this reddish-brown thing was tightly wrapped, and it was impossible to see the specific faces of the three people.

Beside this pool of blood, an old man on crutches quietly looked at a figure in the pool, this figure was much smaller than the other two, and it was obviously very young.

Click!

Suddenly, a crisp sound sounded among the three figures, and a crack appeared on a slightly taller figure, and small fragments also fell into the pool of blood with a crisp sound.

Gradually, cracks densely covered the figure, and in an instant, with a strong fluctuation of power, the cracks on the ground on the figure became larger and larger, and finally turned into endless small reddish-brown powder and dissolved into the water. Bookbag netting

A man stood up slowly, his red eyes scanning the surroundings slightly, and the blood-red hedron on his chest shone slightly.

"Sect Master!" the man said respectfully.

The old man, who was called the Sect Master, nodded and said, "Zen'er has worked hard in the past few years!"

The blood cicada shook his head, and in a blink of an eye, he saw that the other two figures were still wrapped in reddish-brown objects, and said, "Haven't Brother Lian and Wushou woken up?"

The Blood Clan Sect Master let out a long sigh and muttered, "Wushou is also about to break through, it's Lian'er he..."

The blood cicada looked at the slightly smaller figure and said in a low voice: "Lian'er has experienced such a baptism at such an age, the aura on his body should disappear, so that he can go to the human race..."

At this time, dense cracks also appeared on another tall figure, and with a slight tremor, the sturdy body of Xue Wushou was also exposed, and when he moved his body, he also made a crackling sound.

When Blood Wushou saw the old man for the first time, he also greeted him respectfully, and the Blood Clan Sect Master nodded, looking at this slightly younger Blood Lotus with a concerned expression.

After a long time, a dark purple spar appeared on the top of the heads of Blood Wushou and Blood Cicada, and with a voice, the bodies of Blood Wushou and Blood Cicada were also suddenly stunned.

"The ninth dark eye is almost over, then the two of you will take these hedrons and release those sealed beasts, and now I also have the power to control them..."

The voice was very weak, and it was clear that he had exhausted his strength, but even so, both the Blood Warrior and the Blood Cicada were very respectful.

Looking at the backs of the two of them leaving, the Blood Clan Sect Master took a long breath and muttered, "Lian'er... Your Zen brother is still kind to you..."

At this time, in this forbidden place of the Scarlet Ancient Sect, a huge stone statue had already opened its ninth eye.

The tenth eye only showed a gap, but just this gap in the ground made the silver-clad man who was doing it cross-legged here a little uncomfortable, and he also left here in a hurry.

The gap in this tenth eye is not peculiar at all if you don't look closely, but when you stare at the gap, the faint purple light is full of mystery, and at the same time, there seem to be countless runes circulating, these runes look very special, and at the same time make people have an inexplicable sense of awe.

Another gust of wind blew in the crimson world, sweeping through the wind and sand, until it blew into the bare mountains.

This gust of wind continued to blow until it reached the back mountain of this blood-colored ancient forbidden land, and there was a red forest in the back mountain, every tree in the forest was extremely bewitching red, and every leaf had a black rune on it.

The roots of these large trees are gathered in one direction, and that place is where the huge stone statue is located.

The silver-clad man who had originally left also arrived here at this time, only to see him sitting cross-legged, and the aura in his body also began to circulate around him.

At this time, the black runes on all the big trees here also began to float towards the man, and every time the black runes entered his body, the aura outside his body became faster and faster.

After a long time, the silver-clad man exhaled a breath of turbidity, slowly stood up, and asked in a low voice, "Lord Blood God, like this, don't you want me to go around the Terrans?"

The leaves of the big trees swayed, and a deep voice rang out: "It's almost time for the Dark Sparrow, if you have time, recall it... The next step is to get ready for my recovery..."