The heads of the families present didn't know Lin Beichen very well, but they were bewitched by the ubiquitous rumors, thinking that Lin Beichen was a murderous cultivator.

But now, they all had doubts in their hearts, Lin Beichen did not have the breath of evil cultivation on his body, and that martial arts sword was the righteous martial arts of the most rigid and yang at first glance.

How could this person have anything to do with evil cultivators?

Lin Beichen stood beside Sun Feixue, at this moment he took the Great Dao Breath to repair the Origin Dao injury in his body, although the repair was very slow, but Lin Beichen was very satisfied!

Because, under normal circumstances, it is impossible to repair the original Dao injury, because the Great Dao is invisible!

If it weren't for Sun Feixue's Heavenly Dao body, he could be close to the Dao, so that Lin Beichen could occasionally capture a little Dao mark, otherwise he could only wait for death.

"Lin Beichen, I have to say, his life is really hard. ”

The two Dao Boys of the Immortal Pavilion looked like they were about eight or nine years old, but they were both cultivators of the Heavenly and Human Realm, and they were walking in the void like fairy children.

But Lin Beichen knew that those people in the Immortal Pavilion were all old monsters, and their strength was difficult to guess.

"In that case, let's add fuel to the fire and see how long it lasts. ”

The clothes on one of the Dao boys gradually turned black, like a shroud, and his pupils actually circulated a secret talisman, with a strange aura.

"Old Poison God, don't you open that gourd yet? The blood of a million living beings has probably been refined into a lake of blood. ”

Another white-clothed Immortal Pavilion Dao Tong sneered.

"What? Millions of living beings, Blood Lake?"

Hearing the words of the boy of the Immortal Pavilion, the faces of the family masters present changed wildly.

Lin Zhengnan and Cao Yise, as if they had thought of something terrible, glanced at each other, and both saw surprise and fear in each other's eyes.

"Could it be...... He's a blood ghost?"

Lin Zhengnan struggled to squeeze out a few words from his mouth.

Not far away, the warrior of the Iga Shrine of the Japanese Kingdom showed a look of curiosity and asked, "May I ask the senior, what is a blood ghost?"

"Blood Ghost is a legend in the Huaxia martial arts world!"

On the side of Iga Jingu, an old man's old face showed solemnity and muttered, "It is said that every time a war breaks out in East Asia, there is always a mysterious person who collects fresh blood everywhere. ”

"Whether it was a hundred years ago, or in the fifties and sixties of the last century, wherever there were terrible wars, there were bloody footprints, and wherever he went, the blood in the bodies of the dead corpses was drained!"

As soon as the old man of Iga Jingu said this, everyone gasped and felt terrible.

A celestial realm that has been collecting blood for decades, and his cultivation is definitely a secret method related to blood, and now how powerful is he?

"I didn't expect anyone to remember the old man. ”

The old poison god muttered to himself, his eyes were full of coldness, he opened the black gourd, and saw a puddle of viscous black liquid, which he poured into the Qiandao Lake.

Suddenly, the originally turquoise water surface of Qiandao Lake was pitch black, and the water surface was full of dead fish and shrimp.

The gourd in the hands of the old poison god is still being dumped, seemingly endless, and it is obviously also a space magic weapon.

In doing so, he made the manager of Qiandao Lake change color.

At this moment, the manager looked at the extremely smelly Qiandao Lake in a daze, his face was pale, and his body couldn't help trembling!

He originally thought that renting Qiandao Lake to Lin Beichen was just to hold a martial arts event or something, so he wanted to slaughter Lin Beichen fiercely.

Even, Lin Beichen asked him to make a gamble, and he really went back to prepare.

But when he came, he found that Lin Beichen was like an immortal in the sky, and he pierced the great priest of the Japanese Kingdom Jingzhao with a sword.

And those who are on the island have a terrible breath, and they are not ordinary people at all.

At this moment, he regretted it to the extreme, let alone 50 million, it was 5 billion, and he would not be willing to lease Qiandao Lake to Lin Beichen again!

"The old poison god is really terrifying, this gourd is actually the blood he has collected in the past hundred years, if he is an evil cultivator, I am afraid that this blood lake will completely become his dojo. ”

The head of the Guwu family in the eastern city, his face changed wildly at this moment, he came to the lake to investigate the black lake, and said with a sudden change of color.

"The Burmese Poison God Sect is a well-known evil art sect, in the past, the Great Ancestor of the Miao Nationality led more than a dozen Tongshen Realm, but they were all unable to break through, and they were blocked by the old poison god with a blood-colored giant curtain, so many years have passed, and he has become stronger. ”

"Yes, I didn't expect him to step onto the territory of Huaxia again, and no one in my Huaxia Heavenly and Human Realm dared to expel him. ”

On Qiandao Lake, many people from the martial arts family just left the islands of Qiandao Lake, but they still stood on the top of the mountain in the distance, silently watching.

At their level, their eyesight is terrifying.

"Master, what does he want to do?"

Li Buchang changed color, he practiced the way of yin and yang, and he could feel that this viscous blood was full of the breath of death.

"The old poison god cultivates the way of blood demons, and he uses blood to enter demons, theoretically as long as there is a steady stream of blood, he can greatly prolong his life. ”

Lin Beichen's pupils shrank to the size of a pinhole, and he was still repairing the origin of the Dao, but the battle intent between his eyes was getting stronger and stronger.

"Did you see that?"

Lin Beichen stood with his hands in his hands, used the strength in his chest, and shouted violently to the sky, his voice seemed to shake the Eight Desolations and Five Mountains.

"Who is the evil cultivator and who is the righteous party!, Immortal Pavilion, don't you rats like to spread rumors that I am an evil cultivator, and my father Immortal Swordsman is also an evil cultivator?"

"Hahaha! Evil cultivators, what are they, dare to define me, what qualifications do you have, but even one person who has killed a true evil cultivator, if you feel that you are on the right path, what will you do!"

Lin Beichen snorted coldly, facing the heroes of the world, he was washing away the stigma on himself and Lin Zhengnan.

There is nothing more convincing than this, you must know that the Immortal Pavilion once insulted Lin Zhengnan as an evil cultivator, and let countless martial arts families chase him everywhere and want to capture him alive.

Lin Zhengnan suffered from the five decays of heaven and man, chose to forbear, hid everywhere, and escaped for decades.

When he arrived at Lin Beichen's place, the Immortal Pavilion once again spread rumors that Lin Beichen was an evil cultivator, but this time Lin Beichen slaughtered the Heavenly Dao Society, and he proved himself with blood, which shocked the world.

"Lin Beichen, do you still dare to quibble, how did this poisonous dragon come about, can the creatures it devour prove its innocence?"

The Immortal Pavilion Dao Tong dressed in black coerced Lin Beichen, and at this moment, the symbol in his pupils finally condensed, forming a strange curse that was imprinted on Lin Beichen's body.

Lin Beichen's entire body was burning, releasing a breath of great light, but this curse seemed to be unaffected at all, and it still fell on Lin Beichen's body.

For a moment, Lin Beichen only felt that the spiritual power in his body had stopped working, and a breath of death emanated from his body.

"It's the immortal spell of the Immortal Pavilion, it's destined to be unsolvable, and the evil cultivator is destined to have no good end, so don't you look back?"

The white-clothed Taoist boy looked at all this indifferently and spoke.

"Hahaha...... What an evil cultivator, today I will slaughter these so-called righteous paths, even if it is an evil cultivator, so what!"

Lin Beichen's eyes showed a look of madness, and at this moment, he suddenly felt that the natal divine source in his body had been half repaired, and there was no longer the danger that he had before that would fall at any time.

"Lin Beichen, I know, the Immortal Pavilion will not let go, why do you have to work hard to support it, I think they don't want much, just my father's golden coffin. ”

The old poison god smiled solemnly, and he continued to speak: "My requirements are not high, the place of the sect of the Beichen Sect, the magic circle is not bad, I want to open a branch altar of the Poison God Sect here." ”

As soon as these words came out, all of a sudden, on the entire lakeside, many people from the righteous sect changed color.

They were outraged, the Poison God Sect of the Burmese State dared to come to Huaxia to open a branch altar, didn't this slap the face of the Huaxia martial arts world?

Moreover, the Beichen Sect has a large array of protectors, and it is the only sect in the world with a complete magic array, if the Poison God Sect occupies it, I am afraid that even if the strong people of heaven and man gather, they will not be able to attack it.

"What about those who wanted to exterminate the evil cultivators before, stand up and kill him!"

Lin Beichen smiled indifferently, he felt very happy at this moment, and his previous anger and dissatisfaction were released.

"What a group of turtles, bullying the soft and afraid of the hard!" Ye Tiangang gritted his teeth, these martial arts families usually shout and shout to kill, but now that they have been kicked in the face, can they still bear it?