Qin Liang didn't refuse, he reached out and took it, and then opened his pocket in front of the chess. This pocket is a small space pocket, so simple that it doesn't even require a soul mark. Qin Liang took out the contents and found that they were dozens of black beads. The moment he got the beads, the whole person fainted.

Soon after, Qin Liang woke up, only to find that the chess had disappeared. At the same time, there was an extra shadow of a person in his mind who was constantly cultivating. Qin Liang sat up and followed the figure to cultivate. As he cultivated, countless black qi emerged from his body, enveloping him, and black lines gradually crawled all over his body.

Sensing the energy fluctuations, an old figure appeared outside the room, probed the room, and disappeared. Not long after, in the depths of the earth boundary, a note appeared again in Qin Guang's palm. Soon, a child was taken away again.

"Boy, it's a bit of a struggle to find you. "Within the Blood Realm, a layer of frost appeared on top of a pool of dark red blood, and gradually began to freeze. Just as it was about to freeze completely, a voice rang out, speaking into the blood. "If you don't come out again, I don't mind freezing you completely. ”

"Who are you?" a human head protruded from the bloodstains, and it was Mangosteen. His face was now pale and covered with scorched black lines, which were the marks of a lightning strike.

"You're not qualified to know right now. I didn't expect your vitality to be quite tenacious, and you can escape back by burning your essence and blood. One year, you have a year to work on. A year from now, if you don't live up to what I expected, you're going to die. You can be misleading with me. Here's what's in store for you, remember, you still have a year to go. Today, a year later, I'll look for you again, don't try to run away, you can't. As soon as the mysterious voice fell, Mangosteen found that all the blood around it was frozen. He was also frozen in blood. Just as he couldn't move, a tiny piece of ice shot at him, and he felt a chill on his forehead. Soon, the blood was thawed, and at the same time a pocket fell to the ground. After half a day, everything around me was back to its original state, and the cold was all gone.

Mangosteen waited quietly for a while, and he noticed that the mysterious man seemed to have really left, so he reached out and sucked the pocket into the palm of his hand. He opened his pocket, and inside were blood-colored beads. He took one out, and immediately felt a warm sensation appear on his fingertips. He felt a surge of energy coming from the blood beads in front of him. Although he couldn't tell what kind of blood it was, he could tell that it was a drop of essence blood, and it was still a very strong species. Seeing that there were hundreds of blood beads in his pocket, Mangosteen directly threw one in his hand into his mouth. He slowly sank into the blood,

Soon after, in the Blood Realm, in a huge cave, a pillar of blood rose into the sky, reflecting the surroundings. Countless blood clans knelt down and kowtowed to the pillar of blood that reached the sky, praying for protection. Soon, there was a rain of blood in the entire blood realm. The blood rain sprinkled the whereabouts, but the blood clan that was drenched in the blood rain fell to the ground one after another. This made the entire blood world panic, and they began to dodge one after another. The blood rain rained for three days, and just when the blood clan thought it was the end of the world, some of the blood clans who fell to the ground three days ago woke up one after another. It was only a small part, and most of the blood clan began to dissolve in the rain of blood, and finally disappeared. These awakened bloodlines were much stronger, and they felt like they had something more in them.

After flying directionlessly for a long time, the Tang Dynasty finally saw an old man. Only then did he know that he had gone in the opposite direction. The Tang Dynasty wondered why there was a sense of desertion nearby. The old man told him that there was a kind of ghost in the neighborhood that was going around arresting people. So the people in this neighborhood should have fled long ago, and few people came, so it was deserted. The old man gave Tang Dynasty some direction, and then walked towards a wood, looking hurried.

Tang Dynasty flew in the direction of the old man's guidance. He didn't know that at this moment, the newly nascent cultivation world had been turned upside down. It all started three days ago. Le Qingping, the leader of the Demon Sect, was seriously injured and plotted to kill his apprentice before he got a chance to breathe. However, his body was invaded by the murderous aura of the tiger's roar, and his recovery was very slow. During the time he disappeared, the entire Demon Cult had some other voices.

Some time ago, several elders of the Demon Sect went to the Spirit Realm to participate in the Assembly of Ten Thousand Races. It was originally a very normal thing, but I don't know if it was intentional, most of the elders who left were Le Qingping's diehards. Their departure made Le Qingping's side empty. Le Qingping's statement to the outside world is that he is practicing in retreat, but many people know that he has been injured and is healing. On the third day after the many elders left, the secret room where Le Qingping was recuperating was opened. Dozens of people walked in, looking at Le Qingping, who was sitting upright, and the person who took the lead still saluted according to the etiquette.

"Deputy Sect Leader Zuo, is there anything wrong?" Le Qing asked indifferently, looking unfazed.

"Sect Master, Shushan has given us a war letter. Invite us to a duel in Shu Mountain. If we don't accept it or fail, they will ask us to submit to the Demon Cult. The person who took the lead took out a letter from his arms and respectfully handed it to Le Qingping.

Le Qingping glanced at him, and then slowly opened the letter. The above meaning is indeed as the deputy sect leader of the left said, Shushan Tang Wanjian launched a challenge to the Demon Sect as the sect master. The bet of winning or losing is the entire Demon Sect, if the Demon Sect is defeated, the Demon Sect will survive, and if the Demon Sect is defeated, it will disappear. Le Qingping calmly read the letter twice, and then looked up at the deputy sect leader left. The Left Deputy Sect Master, formerly known as the Left Soldier, is the strength of the second order of the Heavenly Realm. Although the position is the deputy sect leader, the status is not high, and there is no power in his hands, more like an ornament. All the power is in the hands of Le Qingping, even if it is the previous Lotte, he can command him at will. There is really no difference between him and an elder who has no position.

"Zuo Bing, why did you betray the old man?" Le Qingping looked at Zuo Bing's humble appearance and asked lightly. There was no anger, no resentment, just said lightly.

"Sect Master, I really don't understand what you're saying. I've worked hard for the Demon Sect for most of my life, and I've never had a second heart for the Sect Master. Is there any misunderstanding on the part of the sect master?" Zuo Bing hurriedly knelt on one knee with a panicked expression, and then said to Le Qingping.

"Just because I have worked hard for most of my life, but in the end I didn't gain anything, so my heart is unbalanced? Is this the reason why you betrayed me?" Le Qingping was unmoved, and still asked indifferently.

"Huh...... Le Qingping, I really don't know where the flaws are exposed. Zuo Bing slowly raised his head, looked at the calm Le Qingping, and suddenly smiled. He stood up, looked at Le Qingping, and then said.

"Your ability to come to see me at this time is a flaw in itself. What's more, Shushan will not challenge at this time. Le Qingping shook the letter in his hand, and then said.

"Why?" asked Zuo Bing, a little puzzled.

"That's why you're going to be the vice-leader, but you're not going to be able to do much. Do you think they would leave without the old man's order? It will take a long time to regain even the strength of the past. Tian'er and Biao'er are also gone, and the overall situation of the Demon Sect still needs to be controlled. To be honest, the old man is also relieved to see that you can bring so many people. The church really can't stand the internal friction, and the old man doesn't want to see his own people die at the hands of his own people. Now, the old man will give you a chance to take someone out. You are still your deputy sect leader, as long as you break through to the third order, the old man will make you a well-deserved deputy sect leader. When the old man abdicates, you have to take this demon with you. Le Qingping said with some sadness.

"This ......" Zuo Bing's originally smug face froze. He looked at Le Qingping, who was not in the slightest fluster, and showed a hesitant look. "This ......" the second time, he wanted to speak and stopped.

"I knew you were a waste for a long time, but I didn't expect you to be such a waste. When Zuo Bing was struggling to choose, a young voice sounded behind him. A young man dressed in white walked out.

"Xiaotian, what are you talking about? When Zuo Bing saw the person who came out, he said angrily. Dong Tian, in the late Yuan Dynasty, was also his left soldier's apprentice. Because he is well-behaved and sensible, he is also deeply loved by Zuo Bing. Moreover, Dong Tian reached the late Yuan infant stage at a young age, and Zuo Bing also wanted to train him well. Seeing that it was Dong Tian who came out, and listening to his words again, Zuo Bing expressed his anger.

"Alright. Bai has called you a master for so many years, and you are enough. If it weren't for the fact that you were useful, how could you think that with your character, you could be my master?" Dong Tian fanned a fan, and then asked with a smile. "I can't even see something as simple as that. If the old guy hadn't been strong on the outside, would he have talked so much? Don't you know who he is? Am I right? My own father. ”

"Who are you?" asked Le Qing indifferently. In fact, his heart was also shocked, especially Dong Tian's last sentence.

"I'm your bastard. Don't you remember? Or do you think that the person you sent to kill the mouth was really me?" Dong Tian said with a smile. He closed the fan and sat down, but a chair happened to be placed under him. "By the way, the name you gave me was Le Qingtian, I didn't think it sounded, so I gave it away. A little guy as big as me, but unfortunately, he didn't seem to be able to bear the name, and was killed a few years ago. ”