Senior Brother Zhou looked respectful and did not complain.

After three years of cultivation in the Holy Sect, he had already seen the cruelty of the Demon Dao.

When the strength is low and there is no ability to resist, you should obediently obey orders.

Senior Brother Zhou took out a set of array plates from the storage bag, arranged them around the moire magic platform, and cast a few more talisman spells, cautiously approaching the moire magic platform.

Luckily, I didn't get attacked by the formation, and I didn't have a Soul Devouring Bloodthirsty Sacrifice ban.

Senior Brother Zhou looked carefully, and the formation inscribed on the moire platform was too subtle and profound, and it was not at all something that a Qi Induction Stage cultivator could crack.

The Holy Sect has a long heritage and profound heritage, even if Senior Brother Zhou has only been in the field for a few years, his vision is extraordinary, and he quickly found the node of the formation operation. You only need to place the spirit stone on the node to activate the moire magic platform, but no one knows what will happen in the future.

After Senior Brother Zhou obtained Senior Brother He's consent, he took out more than a dozen spirit stones and arranged them on the formation nodes.

The circle did not react at first, and when everyone thought that the formation had been destroyed and abandoned, a colorful light shone brightly, illuminating the entire stone chamber.

After the colorful light flashed, a jade plate appeared on the moire platform.

There was a bright red fruit in the jade plate, releasing a rich and pure fire aura, filling the entire stone chamber.

"Could it be the legendary Zhu Guo?!"

"It deserves to be the best fire-based spirit fruit!"

"The medicinal fragrance is so strong, at least a thousand years of medicinal power!"

……

Everyone couldn't help but be shocked and admired, and Senior Brother Zhou, who was closest to him, was in a trance, and subconsciously grabbed Zhu Guo.

A red figure had already flown past, and at the same time, the Imperial Envoy Red Flame Flying Sword stabbed at Senior Brother Zhou on the edge of the Dharma platform, and it was Senior Brother He who attacked.

The moment the thousand-year-old Zhu Guo appeared, Senior Brother He was impatient, and he had already made up his mind to keep it for himself.

Taking advantage of the fact that everyone didn't react, not only did they snatch Zhu Guo, but at the same time, the imperial envoy's flying sword pierced the chest of Senior Brother Zhou.

"Senior brothers, let Zhu Guo to me, and if you succeed in your cultivation in the future, you will definitely be rewarded!"

Senior Brother He's eyes showed a fierce light, and the red flame flying sword surrounded his body, and a rich evil aura erupted: "Senior Brother Zhou plotted against this spiritual object, and he was innocent of death!" ”

The thousand-year-old Zhu Guo is hard to find, even the god cultivator will give up the skin and snatch it, but at this time, Senior Brother He is the strongest, and he has the ferocity of killing his fellow disciples, and he suppressed everyone for a while.

The vermilion fruit exudes a wisp of refreshing fragrance that fills the entire stone chamber, and the strange fragrance has an unusual allure.

The eyes of the Holy Sect disciples in the stone room gradually misled, and countless pictures appeared in front of them.

In the picture, he has greatly increased his talent by taking the thousand-year-old Zhuguo, and his cultivation has been thousands of miles in a day, and he has become a god overnight, and he is back in sight. In one fell swoop, he became the true inheritance of the Holy Sect, was given divine magic methods, panacea, and finally became an immortal and an ancestor, crisscrossing all worlds!

"Zhu Guo is mine!"

The first to resist the temptation in his heart, it turned out to be the disciple of Blood Flame Peak who was fighting for it, and more than a dozen spells bombarded Senior Brother He.

Practicing fire-based exercises, his personality is already hot, and Zhu Guo's temptation is greater than that of other heaven and earth spirit fruits.

The mana of the Qi Channeling Cultivator is limited, but as a disciple of the Holy Sect, he is the elite of the elite, and his means are far beyond that of ordinary monks.

Senior Brother He's cultivation had already reached the late stage of qi induction into the body, and the Red Flame Flying Sword was as fast as flowing fire, and in an instant, he killed three of his fellow disciples in a row.

The black-robed moire monk couldn't help but participate in the competition, and with a wave of his hand, there was a flying needle poisonous mist, and the yin wind gusted, making people unguardable.

As soon as the grimace-faced robe monk made a move, the robe turned into a ghost-headed yin soldier, devouring souls and bloodthirsty, and completely turning the stone chamber into a ghost.

Among them, the most powerful is the blood-robed flame pattern monk, whose average cultivation is already profound, and the quality of the magic weapon is much better.

A monk in the Qi Induction Period can have a good magic weapon that has decisive power in the fighting method.

No one noticed in the chaotic battle, or they were confused by illusions, and their vigilance was greatly reduced, and the thousand-year-old vermilion fruit fell to the ground, constantly devouring the qi and blood of the dead and wounded monks.

About a quarter of an hour later.

The battle in the stone chamber was over, and only one of the seventeen Holy Sect disciples remained.

Under the inducement of the mysterious fragrance, the fighting method will not end at the beginning of life and death.

In the end, even if someone has already sensed the abnormality, it is a death to stop in the chaos of the battle.

Senior Brother He survived to the end, not only did he cultivate profoundly, but he also had a bottle of high-grade elixir to recover mana injuries, and he killed eight fellow Saint Sect disciples alone, worthy of being an elite disciple of Red Flame Peak.

"Ahem!"

Senior Brother He held the Red Flame Flying Sword and reached out to pick up the thousand-year-old Zhu Guo.

No matter how dangerous the process is and how much it costs, as long as Zhu Guo gets it, it is worth it.

At this time, the thousand-year-old Zhu Guo absorbed a lot of blood, gradually turning from red to purple, touching Senior Brother He's palm, and suddenly turned into a streamer and melted into his forehead.

"What's going on?"

Senior Brother He's face changed, and then he sensed that a huge blood cloud appeared in his divine sense, enveloping the entire sea of divine consciousness, and there was an illusory figure on the blood cloud.

"Who are you?"

"This Blood Demon Ancestor, after waiting for three hundred years on this flying platform where birds don't, someone is finally here!"

"Blood Demon Ancestor? What do you want to do? Do you want to give up? ”

"Chatter! Don't be afraid, little one, this seat will definitely make you feel no pain! ”

"You dare! I am a disciple of the Huangquan Holy Sect, and if I dare to take it, I will definitely be killed by the ancestors in the sect. ”

Senior Brother He said with both soft and hard: "Why don't the juniors prepare a few good furnaces for the seniors, and let you choose to take them, wouldn't it be the best of both worlds?" ”

"Chatter! Don't worry, this seat will refine your divine soul into a blood god son, even if your own father comes, he won't be able to recognize it! ”

The Blood Demon Ancestor's voice fell, and the blood cloud under his feet enveloped Senior Brother He's soul, and in an instant, he assimilated into a part of the blood cloud.

Looking closely at the blood cloud at this time, there were countless human faces and blood qi, and He Yan was one of them.

"He Yan? Red Flame Peak? Huangquan Holy Sect? ”

The Blood Demon Ancestor devoured Senior Brother He's soul and completely occupied the physical body, without the slightest mismatch.

"He Yan will be He Yan, there are dozens of names used in this seat!"

The Blood Demon Ancestor didn't care about the name or anything like that, it was already a fluke to be able to take away the reincarnation.

"The Huangquan Holy Sect, it is rumored that there are immortals in charge, known as the Great Sect of the Ages, so to speak, this seat has really succeeded in ascending."

When the Blood Demon Ancestor read He Yan's divine soul information, the former Demon Ancestor couldn't help but be shocked.

The Huangquan Holy Sect, inherited for more than a million years, dominates the Huangquan domain, and occupies half of the Netherworld Domain and the Liubo Domain, which can be described as fiery.

There are countless gods in the sect, each vein has an immortal in charge, and the area occupied by a single Huangquan Holy Sect is many times wider than the Tianyuan Realm where the Blood Demon Ancestor was located before his ascension.

"There are countless immortals and demons in this realm, and the upper limit of cultivation is extremely high, if you can get a glimpse of the supreme realm of the demon path, wouldn't it be happy!"

The Blood Demon Ancestor looked at the corpses of the same sect around him: "This body is too weak, it still needs to be replenished!" ”

The five fingers were claws, shining with blood-colored light, running blood nerves, and blood qi was extracted from the corpse on the ground.

The Blood Demon Ancestor had cultivated the Blood Nerve for thousands of years, and at this time, he used the mana of Red Flame Peak to perform the Blood Refining Dafa without the slightest discomfort, and in an instant, he pulled a corpse into a dry corpse. Until the last corpse, that is, Senior Brother Zhou, who died first, the blood nerves could not draw the slightest blood.

"Chatter! The little guy is such a subtle breathing method, he can even hide the fluctuations of his soul! ”

"It's not very good for Daoist friends to leave on their own after they take away, why do you want to expose the identity of the poor Dao."

Senior Brother Zhou got up slowly, and the big hole in his chest that was pierced by the Red Flame Flying Sword healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"This seat is the most unhappy, others know my secret!"

The Blood Demon Ancestor was confident that the Blood God Son would be able to pass the ordinary inspection of the Huangquan Holy Sect, but in case the "Senior Brother Zhou" in front of him reported to the high-level, who knew if the legendary immortal demon power had any special means to distinguish and seize the house.

"As it happens, so am I!"

Zhou Yi sensed his Yuan Shen and physical body, weakened that he had not sensed for thousands of years.

The primordial gods and physical bodies were shattered under the attack of the Buddha's evil body, and a little soul origin came to this realm with the Great Luo Dao Fruit.

In fact, Zhou Yi has been crossing this world for more than a month, and has been hiding in the depths of Senior Brother Zhou's soul, silently observing this world.

Senior Brother Zhou is the other and me in this world, and at that time, Zhou Yi's soul origin was extremely weak, and he didn't dare to expose the slightest breath. He and I can devour each other, Senior Brother Zhou's soul is intact and occupies the home field, in case Zhou Yi's soul origin is swallowed, it will be completely dead.

Until today, Senior Brother Zhou died under He Yanfei's sword, and his soul was scattered and died, and Zhou Yi successfully occupied the magpie's nest.

Speaking carefully, Zhou Yi also wanted to thank a certain old guy who had taken away in front of him, and in return, he would send him to reincarnation.

The Blood Demon Ancestor's eyes shone with blood-colored light, and the evil aura was awe-inspiring, and with a flick of his fingertips, bloodstains were sliced in the air.

Blood clotting needle, the secret method in the blood nerve, the sharpness of the blood needle is no less than that of the magic weapon flying sword, and the weird danger is several times better.

Zhou Yi's face remained unchanged, and a cyan divine light flashed in his hand, easily brushing away the blood clotting needle. In this realm, he and I can worship the Huangquan Holy Sect, relying on a single high-grade wood spirit root, and the wood system exercises practiced are also top-notch, and the cyan mana in the body is extremely pure.

"Hurry!"

Zhou Yi pinched the magic trick in his hand, and a ray of emerald green thunder light condensed his fingertips.

The spell that the reincarnated True Immortal Bitter Tea once cast, the copycat version of the sixth-order Yimu God Thunder.

Zhou Yi has thousands of consummation-level spells, including hundreds of wood-based thunder methods, although he can't fully deduce the Yimu Divine Thunder, at least three or four percent of the power.

The lightning flashed, and the Blood Demon Ancestor couldn't dodge, and his head exploded directly to pieces.

"Damn! Dare to damage the flesh of this seat! ”

A cloud of blood came out of He Yan's body, and he said cruel words on his lips, but his courage was very small, and he disappeared into hundreds of blood lights.

The Blood Demon Ancestor was not as good as Zhou Yi, and after his ascension, he was trapped in the Ascension Platform for hundreds of years, almost to the point of running out of oil and lamps.

Zhou Yi had no intention or ability to catch up, and a thunder method drained ninety percent of the mana in his body, and he couldn't even use the escape technique.

After searching the stone room, all the spiritual artifacts were collected into storage bags.

"The Great Sect disciple is so poor?"

From Zhou Yi's point of view, these Qi Induction Periods can be described as poor.

At the stage of qi induction into the body, he is proficient in the Dan Weapon Rune Array, and he can earn a large amount of spirit stone resources with any skill.

"This flying boat is good, just a substitute!"

From the body of the same door, a flying boat magic weapon was found, and Zhou Yi entered the mana and turned into a cyan single boat.

It just so happens that flying with qi consumes too much mana, and it saves a lot of trouble to have a flying magic weapon to travel.