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In the tent of Jin Yu and others, it belongs to the emperor's room.

At this time, the emperor had already finished refining the blood of the five people of Jin Yu, and although his aura had strengthened a lot, the Dao injury had not fully recovered, and it had only disappeared eighty percent, and there were still two stubborn left, like maggots attached to the bones, which were difficult to overcome.

And the emperor who still has two Dao injuries left, he is already comparable to the late stage of the quasi-saint, and has crossed two whole realms, usually people call him an artificial, super contrarian, and beyond the existence of ordinary contrarians.

The emperor was also very annoyed, so much blood in the early stage of the five holy emperors was useless, so the last two percent, wouldn't it be useful to need the masters of the Heavenly King and the people above them.

Where to find the master of the Heavenly King, worried.

The emperor who has completed his cultivation is depressed, like a frosted eggplant.

Suddenly, the emperor thought that he didn't know where there was a master of the Heavenly King, Jin Yu and they should know, and after secretly scolding himself for being a "stupid dick", the emperor walked out.

As soon as the emperor came out, he saw five people in the hall of this special tent, protecting the Dharma for themselves, and the emperor was a little moved.

"Uncle Shi, it seems that you are not going very well. Jin Yu said expressionlessly.

The emperor rolled his eyes, these five teachers and nephews are too boring, the five people are typical people who don't talk much, they don't have the slightest sense of humor, and they can't beat themselves, they are not happy, but Wei Hong is still interesting.

"Do you know the powerhouse above the Holy Emperor?" the Emperor asked.

"Knowing is knowing, Uncle Ancestor, you don't want the blood above the Holy Emperor, right?" Huo Yu said in surprise.

"Don't talk so much nonsense, tell me if you know me, do you know!" said the emperor impatiently.

"There are three powerhouses above the Holy Emperor, five mid-Saint Emperors, and one late Saint Emperor. Jin Yu said.

Mu Yu said: "The blood of the Holy Emperor is estimated to be useless to Uncle Shi, unless it is essence blood, but essence blood will consume the power of the origin and damage the foundation. ”

"Then go directly to the three above the Holy Emperor. The emperor said.

"Uncle Shi, one of those three is a disciple of Junshan, I don't think he will agree, and the other two are also sent by the peak forces, otherwise we should still find the Saint Emperor realm." Tuyu said hesitantly.

Hearing this, the emperor pondered, the three people above the Holy Emperor obviously would not buy their own accounts, and there were five people in the realm of the Holy Emperor, Jin Yu, who really couldn't do it, and they could forcibly bleed.

So the emperor asked, "What will happen if you forcibly bleed them?"

"Uncle Shi, it's not a big problem, there is a mid-stage Saint Emperor, who is our sworn enemy Xingcheng Palace, and it is also the peak force of Central Continent. Shui Yu said very happily.

When the emperor heard this, he decided to forcibly release this person's essence blood, since he was a mortal enemy, it would not be too much to let the blood go, and he did not kill anyone.

"Let's go?" said the Emperor.

"Wait, Uncle Shi, you can act when Huoyu finishes refining the last array flag. Jin Yu said.

It turned out that the five of them had been prepared for a long time, and they had already put their ideas on the Star Palace, the mid-stage master of the Holy Emperor, and they also specially refined the isolation formation to ensure that nothing went wrong.

"Why are I so restless today, I feel that a disaster is coming, and who is trying to disadvantage me? The Saint Emperor powerhouse of the Star Palace muttered.

The consciousness of the strong man told him that he had a bloody disaster today, but in this place where he was, no one would be unfavorable to him at all, right! Suddenly, Changting thought that the Star Palace and the Great Evil Extreme Sect were like fire and water, and it wouldn't be the Great Evil Extreme Sect, right?

The more Changting thought about it, the more he felt that his guess was reliable, the early stage of the five Holy Emperors, it was very likely to deal with himself in the middle stage of the Holy Emperor, and the few people in Jin Yu were cultivating the Heavenly Scriptures, and they were just cultivating ordinary exercises, and the five of them would definitely be able to kill themselves.

Thinking of this, Changting hurriedly sent a message to Jun Shan, the city lord of Sin City, saying that someone was going to kill him.

And Jun Shan, the city lord of the Sin City, smiled after receiving the news from Changting, and didn't pay attention to it at all, who is he?

Besides, Junshan doesn't want to see Xingchen Palace, this sect that talks about justice every day, Xingchen Palace usually regards itself as the embodiment of justice, shouting every day that others are evil demons, and shouting and killing others.

Changting can cultivate to the realm of the Holy Emperor, and he is not a fool, seeing that Junshan did not reply to himself, he knew what he meant, and a look of grief and indignation appeared on his face.

But Changting is not a person who sits still, so he went to the tent of the master of the Great Leiyin Temple, the people of the Great Leiyin Temple are usually compassionate and compassionate, and they will not be saved from death.

"Master Sorami! Nagating is coming to visit!" Nageti was outside Kumi's tent, using his true qi to transmit his voice.

I saw that Master Kumi's tent had opened, and a small door half a meter wide for one person had opened, and disappeared as the long pavilion entered.

"Why is the donor looking so flustered?" Master Sorumi wondered

When Changting heard this, his face turned bitter, and he hesitated for a while and said, "Master, there are thieves who want to harm me! I came this time to ask for the master's help. ”

A trace of solemnity flashed on Master Kongjian's face, and Changting asked for his help, and the thief was probably extraordinary, so he couldn't help asking, "Does the donor of Changting know who the thief is?"

In order to pull Kong Jian into the water, Changting spared no effort and said bitterly: "Master, I guess it is a thief from the Evil Sect, and on this battlefield, only the people from the Evil Sect want to disadvantage me." ”

Seeing and hearing the words, his face was solemn, he didn't want to go, this trip to the muddy waters, Da Lei Yin Temple, as a neutral sect in Zhongzhou, generally does not intervene in the struggle of other sects, Buddhism is talking about a four major empty, this long pavilion is definitely a disaster to the east.

However, as a person from the Great Lei Yin Temple, Kong Jian can't see death and not save him, otherwise his Dao heart will be damaged and his cultivation will be frustrated.

"Donor, you might as well sit down and talk with them, if they want to kill you, then the poor monk will help you, if not, the poor monk will not care, this is the rule of my Da Lei Yin Temple, I can't participate in other sect struggles, otherwise I will be sent, Da Lei Yin Temple Dharma Cave in the wall thought. ”

"Okay, Changting's life will be handed over to the master, I don't know if I can disturb the master for a while. "Changting Road.

"Okay, donor at will. "Sora.

On the other side, the emperor and Jin Yu and others pounced, and the long pavilion took away all the tents, and when several people arrived, they were all stunned.

"Did you hear the news?" muttered the Emperor.

"Uncle Shi, give me five seconds. Mu Yu said.

Then Mu Yu put the index finger of his right hand to his mouth, bit it gently, and drew a mysterious symbol on the ground with his bloody fingers.

Then the blood-colored symbol on the ground changed color, turning emerald green, and rose from the ground in one direction, and the place where the emerald symbol went was where the master of Sorumi was.