There were too many black-clothed people pouring into the main hall, and they were well-trained and extraordinary.

When everyone in the temple entered, they had already unloaded their weapons, and at this time they were dealing with these things empty-handed, and they soon could not support it.

"It's also bothering the immortals to help!"

The White Tiger National Master repelled one person, turned his head and shouted at the Blood Rakshasa who was still sitting in the hall.

The Blood Rakshasa snorted softly.

Can't support it?

Who told you to put your spiritual power and don't use it, but you want to fight martial arts!

However, in the bottom of her heart, the Blood Rakshasa also had to admit that the national teacher's attainments in martial arts were too deep, and if she used martial arts to fight against this national teacher now, she would definitely not be able to fight.

There are too many martial arts moves that this person knows, and it can be seen that the internal strength is also very deep.

And he just learned a few tricks from a few ancient martial arts families, and he has only been practicing his internal skills for a long time, so naturally he can't fight him.

But in terms of spiritual power, of course he is not his opponent at all!

Blood Rakshasa believes in herself, and in martial arts, it won't take long for her to reach the level of a national teacher.

She is very confident in her talent for martial arts.

But if this national teacher wants to catch up with himself in terms of cultivation, it will be difficult!

For some reason, the Blood Rakshasa actually compared himself to the national teacher in his heart.

When she reacted, she felt a little strange.

Shaking his head and throwing away these chaotic thoughts in his mind, the Blood Rakshasa lifted the curtain and walked out.

The Blood Rakshasa stretched out a hand, and a ball of spiritual power condensed on the palm.

With a flick forward, the spiritual power spread out and shot towards those black-clothed men.

Without the need for the Blood Rakshasa to deliberately control it, those spiritual powers seemed to have eyes, and smashed those black-clothed people one by one.

The spiritual power entered the body, and all the black-clothed people fell down in response, lying on the ground motionless.

All the sober people in the room were deeply shocked.

This is the power of immortals?

The man in black, who had struggled to resist for so long, had no power to resist in the hands of the immortals?

What a powerful storage zài is this!

Is there really any power in this world that can compete with her?

Everyone in the Xuanwu Kingdom reacted the most normally, after all, they had seen the strength of the Blood Rakshasa a long time ago.

But the rest of the people have heard more and seen less.

What I heard and what I saw with my own eyes was still different.

Especially the Qinglong Monarch, after seeing the face of the Blood Rakshasa clearly, he straightened his eyes and stared at her face and never looked away.

It's just that he didn't just look like he was shocked by the hand that the Blood Rakshasa had just revealed, there seemed to be something else in his shock.

Noticing the strange appearance of the Qinglong Monarch, Prince Xuanwu's brows furrowed slightly with some displeasure, and he took two steps seemingly casually, blocking the Qinglong Emperor's sight.

King Jin stepped forward and tore off the mask of a man in black on the ground, revealing a face that no one knew.

Since he couldn't recognize it from his face, he had to find other clues.

King Jin squatted down, groped around the man, and finally pulled out a token from his waist.

It was a circular token, divided into black and white halves by an arc - a Tai Chi pattern.

The Blood Rakshasa looked at the token with interest, not knowing what it meant.

But when the rest of the people saw this token, their faces changed.

"W-Is this ......?"

"That's right, exactly as rumored."

"But why did it appear?"

Everyone said a word to me, but no one said it clearly, and the Blood Rakshasa was confused.