In his lifetime, the twenty-seventh generation leader of the Netherworld Sect, Xuefutu, has only accepted three personal disciples, the eldest disciple Ri Ji, the second disciple Yue Ji, and the closed disciple Xing Luo. The Blood Floating Massacre once said in private, "The day is calm and unfazed, and it is quite my consistent law; Yueji has always been indifferent, overly angry, and has the intention of killing, which is the only one in the sect, while Xingluo acts according to likes and dislikes, is arbitrary and arbitrary, and in his bones, he is quite evil. In his year, if I retire, pass on the Netherworld Sect Master Yu Ri, and pass the Netherworld Blood Shura to Yueji, as for Xingluo, let it be his temperament. ”

——Excerpt from "Miscellaneous Talks on the Anecdotes of Secretary Wan's Value"

Youqi Mountain.

A glimmer of light flashed, and there were many figures, and in a corner of the Youqi Mountain, two people had appeared out of thin air, oh no, one person, with a corpse. I saw this person, with thin eyes and long eyebrows, an ape's back and a bee's waist, and an indescribable evil charm all over his body, but it was not who Xingluo was, I saw him kick a corpse behind him casually, and said with a smile, "Brother Ye, the wind and dust have worked hard all the way, and this is Youqi Mountain." Oh, sorry, I forgot you can't talk yet. The young man smiled evilly, his right hand lit slightly, and a cloud of black gas shot straight at the corpse behind him.

After a long time, he heard the corpse move slightly, and a voice that gritted his teeth but was so hoarse that he could barely hear it sounded, "Xingluo, I, Ye Jianan, swear that in my lifetime, I will break your body into ten thousand pieces." These two people turned out to be Xingluo and Ye Jianan, Ye Jianan was ragged, unkempt, his body curled up in a ball, his hands and feet trembled, in just a few days, he lost his appearance when he was in Peach Blossom Village, but he heard Xingluo look up to the sky and laugh, "Ye Jianan, should I admire your ignorance, or pity your stupidity, not to mention that your cultivation has been abolished, even if you are still in Taoism, but if you fall into my Netherworld Ten Thousand Ghosts Senluo, it can only be helpless." Hmph, as soon as I see the master, as soon as the blood spirit bead comes out, like those ants, you will turn into a skeleton in an instant, and how can you break me into thousands of pieces! ”

Ye Jianan's voice, although weak, but in the tone, there was another kind of generosity, I saw that his body trembled slightly, and an even weaker voice sounded, "With the respect of the three disciples of your dignified Netherworld Sect, you actually slaughtered innocent people like this, abducted Jingyuan, and even forcibly kidnapped me, a waste person who has no cultivation, to this point," Ye Jianan paused, as if he was talking too much, and he couldn't catch it in one breath, "Xingluo, what are you going to do!" ”

Xingluo looked at Ye Jianan, who was not much different from the dead, the corners of his mouth slightly arced, and he sneered, "Just by you, are you qualified to know?" He took a deep breath, looked at the majestic and secluded mountain, and a complicated look flashed in his eyes, "If it weren't for you, how could I come out of the netherworld, in the world, the whole world came to you!" ”

A few months ago!

At that time, he was also in this mountain, to be exact, in the Netherworld Sect in this mountain, when Xingluo was going to visit the leader of the Netherworld Sect, that is, his master, the Blood Floating Slaughter, he was slapped by the Blood Floating Sect! Just "Smack!" With a bang, Xingluo fell to the ground all of a sudden, and five red finger prints suddenly appeared on his white face. Xingluo didn't dare to get up, knelt on the ground, bowed his head and said, "Master, the disciple knows his mistake!" But he heard the hoarse voice of the Blood Floating Tu sound, "What do you know is wrong?" Xingluo's heart trembled, and he paused, "Master, please punish the disciple." ”

"Humph!" Blood Futu snorted coldly, his eyes were sharp, and a palm composed of wisps of black gas suddenly appeared behind Xingluo's neck, reached out and grabbed Xingluo's neck, and with a force, Xingluo was suddenly thrown out and fell to the ground, opening his mouth to be a mouthful of blood, spurting out. Bloodfloat glanced at it and couldn't help asking, "Are you injured?" Xingluo heard Xuefutu's question, quickly turned over and knelt down, and replied, "The disciple is invincible, and he has embarrassed the master." "With your skills, in that world, there are still people who hurt you?" It seems that the injury is not light. ”

Xingluo lowered his head, and a wisp of bitterness quietly bloomed at the corner of his mouth, "The disciple met the mantra of the Wuxiang Temple and the two disciples of the Baiyun Sword Sect in the Shiniu Mountain branch altar. The disciple is not defeated by the truth, and he is really worthy of the teacher's daily teaching. A hoarse voice rang out, "Oh? Wuxiang Temple, Baiyun Sword Sect, how could they go to Shiniu Mountain, you can tell me in detail. ”

"Yes!" Xingluo knelt on the ground and answered, recounted the scene of the day in detail, and finally said, "The true word monk Zhenyuan is strong, not under the disciple, supplemented by four dimensions and seven steps, and with the help of the magic weapon of the Buddha Bead, plus the support of the two immortal swords of the White Cloud Sword Sect, even if the disciples have Lei Gang and their help, they are not their opponents, and the disciples are seriously injured, they can only use the blood spirit beads, and use the power of the blood Shura to kill them in Shiniu Mountain, but ...... Just ......"

Blood Futu snorted coldly and slapped his palm on the armrest of the seat, "It's just what!" Keep talking! Xingluo shuddered and said, "Originally, those few people couldn't escape the power of the Immortal Blood Shura, but they ...... It's just that at the last moment, Zhen Yan actually blocked the mortal blow for the two people of the Baiyun Sword Sect, and then threw out the Buddha beads, and used this Buddhist magic weapon to cover the two people who escaped from Shiniu Mountain. The disciple urged the Blood Spirit Bead at that time, and the true yuan of his whole body was exhausted, and he fainted, and he couldn't stop it at all. ”

There was a "click" sound, and Xingluo looked up, but it was the skull on the armrest on the side of the right hand of the Blood Floating Tu, which was crushed by the Blood Floating Tu. But I heard the angry voice of the Blood Floating Slaughter resounding in the Netherworld, "Bastard! What do I say on weekdays, the Underworld Blood Shura Blood Array is related to the life and death of my sect, and it must not be used unless it is absolutely necessary, once it is urged, except for the people of my Netherworld Sect, no matter what else, must be wiped out, and no one will be left! Xing Luo's face turned pale with the words of the Blood Floating Slaughter, and he lowered his head and said, "Yes!" ”

Xuefutu's chest couldn't stop rising and falling, his eyes were cold, his fingers moved slightly, and a wisp of black gas gradually appeared, instantly turning into a black Asura phase, that Asura was almost the same as the Asura on the offering table, just a whole body black, a whole body blood red, I saw that the whole body was black Asura, his right hand shook, and the whip in his hand whistled towards Xingluo, just a whip, Xingluo's back was hot and painful, his clothes were torn, he knelt, he didn't dare to move, and let the black Asura keep whipping.

In just a moment, Xingluo was already lying on the ground, dying. I only heard a man's voice outside the door, "Master, the disciple has an urgent report!" Blood Futu's eyes flickered, and he said loudly, "It's the sun, come in." ”

The man outside the door answered, "It's a disciple!" ”

This generation of Netherworld Sect Masters has accepted a total of three personal disciples, and they are Ri Yu, Yue Ji, and Xing Luo in order of entry. Ri Yi is the eldest, Yue Ji is second, and Xing Luo is the closed disciple of the Blood Floating Slaughter. But seeing the man outside the door striding in, and seeing Xingluo who was prostrate on the ground and covered with blood on his back, he paused slightly, and continued to walk over, until he walked in front of the Blood Floating Tu, he bowed down and said, "Master, the messenger Jin Luoyi who was sent out to receive the head of the person has returned, saying that there is an urgent matter to report, and the disciple does not dare to specialize, so he has come to ask the master." ”

In recent years, due to the Blood Floating Massacre focusing on the Underworld Blood Shura Array, often retreating, usually the Netherworld Sect's affairs should laugh, are handed over to the eldest disciple Ri Yi to deal with, the Sun Fu has followed the Blood Floating Massacre for the longest time, the style of action, quite a bit of the meaning of the Blood Floating Tu, plus the things are calm, advance and retreat to a certain extent, the Blood Floating Tu in the secret observation for several months, then concentrate on the retreat, to now, the Netherworld Sect in the big and small affairs, the Blood Floating Tu has been fully handed over to the Japanese to deal with, no longer meddle in the secular affairs of the Sect, and the Japanese deal with the affairs of the Sect, It is also more and more proficient and taking advantage of it, and there are very few things that cannot be handled, so I came to ask for instructions on the Blood Floating Massacre. And at this moment, Kan Riyi's brows furrowed, and a rare wisp of panic appeared on his calm face, and Xuefutu's heart sank, and a wisp of bad premonition arose.

A trace of anxiety and panic faintly appeared on the face of the always calm and unfazed Ri Yi, and his heart sank, and he asked, "What's wrong with Jin Luoyi, what happened you need to ask for instructions?" Ri Yi turned around and shouted towards the door, "Jin Luoyi, don't come in yet!" Stepping on top of each other, a man in a black robe walked in, knelt down on his knees and arched his hand, "Subordinate Jin Luoyi, see the sect leader!" But he heard the voice of the Blood Floating Massacre, "That's it, get up, the day said that you have something urgent, why are you so panicked, just say it." ”

Jin Luo said together, "Yes, his subordinate Jin Luo Yi is the messenger sent by Lord Ri to Anfeng City to receive the heads, originally as usual, everything went well, but Zhang Yanlong, who collected the heads, said that I would stay for a few days, and I could collect 10,000 people, and my subordinates also felt that even if they stayed for a few days, they could have 10,000 more people, and they expected to be harmless, so they agreed." ”

Blood Futu's eyes flickered, and he didn't speak, but he kicked Jin Luo one by one in dissatisfaction, and said, "Tell the point!" Jin Luo nodded yes again and again, and continued, "In the next few days, the Qinglong Gang controlled by Zhang Yanlong and the Tiger Gang, another super gang in Anfeng City, started a war...... There are cultivators in the Tiger Gang! ”

"What!" Blood Futu was startled, and his right hand habitually slapped the armrest, but unexpectedly slapped it empty, just now when he was in Xingluo, he had already broken the handrail. Blood Futu's eyes were cold, Ren was shocked, but his words became more and more flat, and his always dull voice sounded, "Which sect's master is in charge of the secular gang?" ”

"Superior?" Jin Luo scratched his hair that had been scattered for a long time, and frowned, "Sect Master, that person seems to be less than twenty years old, and he is also very lowly in his Taoism and magic, according to him, he claims to be a disciple of Huayan Sect Nenghui Zhenren, and this is the first time he has come down the mountain." Originally, it was nothing, but Zhang Yanlong said the elixir before he died, and his subordinates ...... Belong to the next time...... didn't notice, he knew his identity. ”

Blood Floating Tu and Ri Yi glanced at each other, and each snorted coldly, and Ri Yi saw that Blood Floating Tu's face was as cold as a falcon, and opened his mouth to scold, "Stupid pig, where is there any Huayan Sect in this world's cultivation sect, this is obviously made up by that person, and you still believe it as it is true." Jin Luo replied, "According to that person, Huayan Sect is located in the Extreme East Sea, and it may ...... Maybe it's a small sect. ”

Xuefutu had a gloomy face and did not speak, and said in the day, "The sea of the extreme east, surrounded by the vast sea, if you want to go to this Central Plains land, you must spend hundreds of thousands of miles of blue sea, and the hundreds of thousands of miles of sea, the waves are fast and the wind is high, and there are many fierce sea beasts in the sea, not to mention ordinary people, even people in the cultivation of the Tao, they dare not cross the sea by boat, and if you want to fly across these hundreds of thousands of miles of blue sea, that person's cultivation can already be compared with the master." Therefore, the person you are talking about is definitely not a disciple of the Huayan Sect of the Extreme Eastern Sea. ”

Jin Luo hurriedly said, "Sect Master, my lord, that person may not be a Huayan Sect, but he must be a cultivator, and he has a magic weapon of cultivation in his hand!" Blood Futu said slowly, "What a magic weapon of cultivation!" Jin Luoyi lowered his head and said, "It is a milky white bead with a whole body, it can be big or small, it can carry people, control it at will, and his subordinates have used ghost qi to gather swords against it, the bead floats up and down, moves left and right, and Ren is very flexible." Ri Yi frowned and said, "If it is an ordinary cultivator who has practiced to the realm of the sky, with the help of the magic power, this is not a difficult thing, but those who have not reached the realm of the sky, in this magic weapon, but they can't send out all kinds of Taoist techniques, just in this way, this magic weapon does not seem to be very useful." ”

The eldest disciple of the Netherworld Sect's Blood Floating Slaughter, Ri Yi, deserves to have followed the Blood Floating Slaughter for the longest time, just with a few short words from Jin Luo, he analyzed the advantages and disadvantages of this magic weapon clearly, and his eyes were vicious, and it had reached such a point. Blood Futu nodded with satisfaction, and saw Ri Yi say, "You fought with him, did he use any other magic weapons?" Jin Luo was stunned one by one, recalling the scene of the battle with Ye Jianan at that time, Ye Jianan had several crises, but he only avoided it with the bead, he slowly shook his head and said, "No! ”

Ri Yi raised his eyebrows and said to the Blood Floating Tu, "Master, according to what Jin Luoyi said, that person pretended to be a teacher, and he only had a magic weapon to defend himself, and his own Taoism was also lowly, the disciple expected that it might be an unworthy disciple in that small monastic sect, who couldn't bear the loneliness of cultivation and secretly ran away to the world to enjoy himself, otherwise with the status of a cultivator in the world, how could he be a thug of a secular gang." ”

Blood Floating Tu bowed slightly, expecting to say it to Ri Yi, and he also agreed with it in his heart, only to hear Blood Floating Tu's hoarse voice sound, "Okay, Jin Luoyi, you take a few more people, go and deal with it, be sure to clean it up." By the way, what's that man's name? Jin Luo was stunned one by one, and nodded yes, "My subordinates seem to have heard Zhang Yanlong call him Ye Jianan." ”

Blood Floating Tu's eyes closed slightly, and he casually ordered, "I know, you don't need to go to this matter, you can go down first." Jin Luo bowed and retreated, turned around and walked a few steps, suddenly a miserable scream, a wisp of black ghostly energy, like a poisonous snake, quietly wrapped up from his legs, against his neck, drilled in, after a few breaths, Jin Luo and his whole person turned into a white bone. A wisp of black quietly returned to the palm of Ri Yi's hand, and Xuefutu smiled slightly, "E'er, you have every opportunity every day, and your cultivation has never fallen, so very good." Ri Yi bowed and said, "Jin Luo's ineffective handling led to Zhang Yanlong's death, and even leaked my secrets, and his crime should be punished!" ”

Blood Futu closed his eyes slightly, and from beginning to end, his eyelids were not raised, until the voice of the sun sounded, and he hummed lightly, which was regarded as an answer. I only heard the voice of the Sun Tomb continue to sound, "Master, there are many people with the same name and surname in this world, will this be the ......" Blood Floating Tu's eyes were deep, he didn't make a sound, he didn't know what he was thinking, and after a while, he only heard the faint voice of the Blood Floating Sect sounded, "Ye Jianan is the beloved son of Ye Zonglun of the Xuanqing Sect, he appeared in Anfeng City, and most of the Xuanqing Sect also knew about it, Ri Xuan, I teach you on weekdays that all possible unfavorable factors must be nipped in the bud in advance, the stakes are very high, Ri Xuan, You go to Anfeng City in person, no matter whether Ye Jianan is a member of the Xuanqing Sect or not, bring me back, I want to see people in life, and I want to see corpses in death! "When it comes to the future, it is already very loud.

Ri Yi bowed and answered, "Yes, Master." Then he glanced at Xingluo, who was lying on the side and didn't dare to get up, with blood stains on his back, only to hear the faint voice of the sun resounding in the Netherworld Palace, "Master, in a few days, several batches of people will be transferred here, and the transformation of the essence has always been presided over by the disciples, if you go to Anfeng City, then ...... I'm afraid that I mistakenly absorbed the essence of the blood spirit bead. Blood Futu's eyes flickered, and he muttered, "That is ...... your opinion."

Ri Yi bowed down, lowered his head and said, "The change in Shiniu Mountain, Senior Brother Xingluo bore the brunt, resulting in Lei Gang's death, the Baiyun Sword Sect and the two escaped, and the Shiniu Mountain branch altar had to be destroyed, Senior Brother Xingluo's crime is not compensable, but Senior Brother Xingluo tried his best to use the true yuan of his whole body, urged the blood spirit bead, and killed the mantra of Wuxiang Temple in Shiniu Mountain, and dealt with it neatly afterwards, leaving no trace." He muttered a little, looked up at the Blood Floating Slaughter, and said softly, "The mantra has been passed on to the Wuxiang Temple Buddhism, the Wuxiang Temple has not been connected for thousands of years by the four-dimensional and seven-step path, the mantra is already the first glimpse of the door, but it is also the love of his teacher, and the Prajna Buddha beads have also been passed to him, but the mantra is alone, and he is not on par with Xingluo's junior brother, not to mention the other two, although Xingluo is guilty, it is not a crime of war, the disciple implores the master, let Xingluo's junior brother go to Anfeng City, capture Ye Jianan alive, and make meritorious contributions." ”

Blood Futu's eyes drifted into the distance, there, Xingluo knelt on the ground, Xingluo slowly raised his head, there was no blood on his pale cheeks, and he only heard him say, "Master, the disciple is willing to go!" ”

However, the world is so big, how vast, to find Ye Jianan in this vast sea of people, it is tantamount to a fantasy, fortunately, Jin Luoyi has explained the approximate location before, Xingluo went down the mountain, and then went to Anfeng City to search, it didn't take much effort, so he found Wang Hu by the way, at first Wang Hu refused to tell the truth, but under a fairy pill, how determined Wang Hu was, and finally succumbed to the Netherworld Sect, it's just that Ye Jianan is like the world has evaporated, No matter what, I couldn't find a trace, but fortunately......