The earthquake trembled, the entire Ulan Mountain kept shaking, and countless Blood Saint Sect armies that had been ambushed in the mountains in advance all stood up at this time.

In the originally silent mountains and forests, at this time, I remembered the sound of golden drums, and thousands of figures were scattered all over the mountains, holding weapons high, shouting and shouting to kill. In the surrounding forests, countless flags were erected.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, there was a buzz between heaven and earth.

A cloud of blood descended from the sky.

The blood cloud was very thick, as if it was watered with blood, like a blood-colored futon, and the blood cloud was surrounded by black mist.

The blood cloud was ten zhang wide, and there were countless palaces above it, as if a palace was built on top of the blood cloud.

In front of the palace, there was a blood-colored flag, and on top of the flag, a huge blood centipede beast was carved.

Under the banner, three figures stand.

The middle person, burly, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, is wearing a blood-black armor, and there is this cloak fluttering in the wind behind him, the cloak is gray and black, but it is embroidered with blood-colored checkered silk thread, which is said to be a cloak, but in fact it is more like a blood-black robe.

To his left was an old man with a purple beard, and to his right was a strange figure whose face was unclear under a gray cloak.

The blood cloud fell, and under the banner of the Blood Centipede, the burly armored man in the center glanced around, and then his resentful gaze was condensed on Jin Hong and the others who were surrounded by the Blood Saint Sect army in the mountains.

"Hmph, thief Jin Hong, the old man is here, I've been waiting for you for a long time!" the burly man shouted.

Jin Hong's heart jumped, and he frowned and asked loudly, "Who are you?"

This burly armored man gave him a very dangerous feeling, just like when he faced the Demon Flame Python.

"Hehe!" Huang Xin, a giant standing in the middle of the Ulan Mountain, laughed and said, "Jin Hong, open your dog's eyes wide and see clearly, this is the sect leader of our Blood Saint Tianmu Sect......"

"My name is Mu Dongyang. The burly armored man interrupted Huang Xin's words, looked at Jin Hong with resentful eyes, and said, "Mu Yin's father!"

"What?" Jin Hong was shocked, and Jiang Yunxi on the side directly covered his mouth with his hand in horror.

This burly armored man turned out to be Mu Yin's father, the sect leader of the Blood Saint Tianmu Division?

To be able to become the leader of the Blood Saint Sect, this Mu Dongyang's strength is definitely at the same level as the Bamboo Ink Sect Leader Blood Ling, at least in the late stage of spirit transformation, it is comparable to the terrifying existence of the Demon Flame Poisonous Python.

In the face of such an existence, I am afraid that Jin Hong and a few people may not be able to gain the upper hand if they join forces, not to mention that there are other Blood Saint Sect powerhouses who are eyeing them on the side.

You must know that in order to deal with the Demon Flame Python, Xie Sheng invited seven masters of the Spirit Transformation Realm to help, even so, he still did not pose a direct threat to the Demon Flame Python, which shows the horror of the later stage of the Spirit Transformation.

This Mu Dongyang's strength is no less than that of the Demon Flame Poison Python, and now he has led so many Blood Saint Sect powerhouses to come, and Jin Hong and the others are in a worrying situation.

But there is no way, Mu Yin has died in the hands of Jin Hong, and the matter is irreparable.

killed someone else's son, then Mu Dongyang didn't peel his skin and cramped.

"Jin Hong, you can make it easy for us to find the Tianmu Sect! But in the end, you still sent it to the door yourself! It is really the will of heaven that my Blood Saint Sect wants to avenge this blood vendetle!" To Mu Dongyang's left, the purple-haired old man stroked his beard and laughed.

Jin Hong's face sank, this purple-haired old man also gave him a very dangerous feeling, although it was not as oppressive as Mu Dongyang, but he was definitely a terrible character.

On the side, Lin Feng looked at the purple-haired old man with a gloomy face, and said, "I know him, he is the Great Elder of the Tianmu Division, Tong Duan." ”

Jin Hong smiled bitterly and muttered, "Great Elder Tong Duan, Second Elder Huang Xin, and even Mu Dongyang, the sect leader of the Tianmu Branch, have all come in person, they really can afford to look down on me Jin Hong!"

Lin Feng was also secretly speechless, what kind of grievances did this Jin Hong have with the Blood Saint Sect, and he actually let Mu Dongyang use all his strength to deal with him?

Li Yi also had a solemn face, but since the blood cloud came, his gaze had been on Mu Dongyang's right side, the mysterious figure shrouded in a gray cloak.

For some reason, the figure under the gray cloak always gave him a very familiar feeling, as if he was familiar.

Jin Hong looked at Mu Dongyang, his face was gloomy, and said, "What do you want to do?"

"Hehe, that's a stupid question. Mu Dongyang sneered: "Of course I slaughtered you to avenge my son." ”

"Oh?" Jin Hong scoffed, "Really?"

Mu Dongyang said resentfully: "My son Mu Yin died at your hands, and the old man will let you pay for your life today." ”

"Your purpose... Will it be so simple?" Jin Hong sneered: "Everyone is not stupid, isn't it good to open the skylight and say bright words?

"Hehe, it seems that you are not stupid. Mu Dongyang licked his mouth, his eyes narrowed, and his chilling eyes stared at Jin Hong, and said, "The half of the treasure map of the Bamboo Ink Sect Sect Leader Blood Ling is gone, is it on you?"

"Sure enough, that's what you're really for. Jin Hong sneered: "It seems that in your heart, your son's status is not as good as this half-volume treasure map." If that Mu Yin knew that his position in your father's heart was not as good as a scroll of drawings, I don't know how he would feel?"

"It's really sharp-tongued. Mu Dongyang smiled: "Although I am quite protective of calves, I am not confused. Yin'er deserves this calamity, and I, as a father, are helpless. Since he died at your hands, killing you today to regain the treasure map can be regarded as revenge for him!"

"I advise you not to resist, and obediently hand over the treasure map, I can make you die a happy death. ”

"Hmph, the Blood Saint Sect is indeed all treacherous and ruthless. It's really sad that Mu Yin has a father like you. Jin Hong sighed, then patted the Xuanling bag on his waist with his palm, and said, "The treasure map is in my hand, if you have the ability, come and get it!"

"Hmph, you're forcing me to do something to you!" Mu Dongyang yelled with a gloomy face.

Jin Hong sneered: "Do it? You brought so many people to ambush here, not to do it, but just to make a move?"

"I don't know how to lift!" Mu Dongyang waved his sleeves angrily, groaned slightly, and said, "By the way, don't you want to know why you fell into my trap?"

"Oh?" Jin Hong smiled, "If Sect Master Mu doesn't bother, just explain it to me." Jin Hong would like to know how exactly you know that we need ice needle grass. ”

Until now, he still couldn't figure out how the Blood Saint Sect knew that there was a seal in Li Yi's body that needed Ice Needle Grass, and if they didn't know, how could they deliberately spread the rumor that there was Ice Needle Grass in Ulan Mountain and lure them here.

Actually, the reason is simple. It's because ......" Mu Dongyang suddenly looked at the mysterious figure shrouded in a gray cloak on his left side, and said, "He!"

"He?" Jin Hong was stunned, and Li Yi on the side couldn't help but ask, "Who is it?"

"Hehe!" Mu Dongyang smiled, and immediately under the stunned gaze of Jin Hong and the others, he bent down at the figure under the gray cloak, respectfully clasped his fists and saluted, "Young Emperor, ......?"

"What?" Jin Hong and the others were shocked, Mu Dongyang was the head of the Blood Saint Tianmu Sect, what a dignitary status, how could he bow down to the mysterious figure?

What was the identity of the mysterious figure shrouded in a gray cloak? What would make the dignified Tianmu Sect Master respect him?

Under everyone's gaze, the mysterious figure standing on the right side of Mu Dongyang suddenly stretched out a strange hand like white bones, took off the cloak on his body, and then raised a handsome face, squeezed out a strange smile, looked at Li Yi from afar, and said, "Master Li Shaozhuang, I haven't seen you for many years, can't you even sense my breath?"

"You ......" Li Yi looked vigilant, staring at the strange figure, and when he completely took off his cloak and raised his face, Li Yi's pupils shrank suddenly, and his face was instantly covered with shock, and he muttered in disbelief and word by word:

"Heaven's Gate... Eleventh Young Emperor, Bai Feng!"