Ye Qingtang sat in place, his face still showing indifference, and there was no abnormal fluctuation in his eyes.

"Do you want this seat to prove itself with Heavenly Demon Water?" Ye Qingtang said.

"Huh...... The Dharma Protector is right. The old man nodded, his eyes cold.

Elder Blood Moon frowned slightly, and couldn't help but look at Ye Qingtang on the side.

The Blood Moon Breath on Ye Qingtang's body and the Blood Moon Mark on his eyebrows were all forged, and Elder Blood Moon knew this very well in his heart.

It's just that he never expected that in this Blood Moon Branch, there would be a remnant of Heavenly Demon Water, he originally thought that with the collapse of the Blood Moon Sect back then, those Heavenly Demon Water should have been completely destroyed, but he didn't want to...

Back then, the Hundred Sects joined forces to jointly fight the Blood Moon Sect, and in order to obtain some internal conditions and topographical maps of the Blood Moon Sect, they dispatched a large number of disciples and high-level elder-level figures, and used a certain special potion to forge the Blood Moon Breath and successfully lurk the Blood Moon Sect.

And when the Hundred Sects attacked, those elders and disciples who had lurked into the Blood Moon Sect joined forces inside and outside, and caught the Blood Moon Sect off guard.

Even though a thousand years have passed, almost a dusty time, but for the people of the Blood Moon Sect, it is still fresh in their memories and they have never forgotten.

Right now, Elder Blood Moon could only sigh, no matter what, the matter had come to this point, and he could only look at Ye Qingtang's creation.

This is not to say that Elder Blood Moon is worried about Ye Qingtang's life and death.

Now, he is a grasshopper tied to a rope with Ye Qingtang, if Ye Qingtang is found to be a protector of the Dharma is impersonated, I am afraid that he will not be much better if he comes with Ye Qingtang, at this moment, the Blood Moon Elder will not be able to confirm his identity as the Blood Moon Sect Elder at all, and then I am afraid that he will be torn apart by the Blood Moon Sect, in this way, he, the Blood Moon Elder, died really his grandmother wronged.

At this moment, Ye Qingtang looked at the old man with white beard, and the corners of his mouth outlined a cold smile: "Your courage is really not small, and you dare to let this seat use the Heavenly Demon Water to prove yourself?" ”

The Blood Demon and the Soul Breaker Troll looked at each other, and became more and more suspicious in their hearts, could it be that as the hall master said, the Blood Moon Protector in front of him was impersonating?

If so, the two of them actually brought an impostor back to the Blood Moon Branch......

"Dharma Protector, if you are true, why are you afraid of proving yourself?" The Blood Demon's tone grew colder, and his eyes shone with a hint of ruthlessness.

Although Ye Qingtang's face has not changed, there is a secret bad thing in his heart.

This Blood Moon Hall Master is extremely cautious, and his mind is not bad, and he has never even believed that he is the protector of the Blood Moon.

Originally, Ye Qingtang also knew in her heart that her blood moon breath and the blood-colored crescent moon in the center of her eyebrows must be done by her cheap younger brother, once she touched the Heavenly Demon Water, the blood moon aura and the eyebrow crescent moon were afraid that they would retreat, and now she was standing on the territory of the Blood Moon Sect, if her identity was exposed, the consequences would be unimaginable......

This is the branch hall of the Blood Moon Sect, in addition to several helm masters, there is also a hall master, how terrible is the combat power, if you prove yourself to fail, and don't talk about her, even the Blood Moon Elder may not be able to get out of it alive.

"Shuo Tian burial, go get the Heavenly Demon Water." The old man at the head saw that Ye Qingtang didn't speak for a long time, and immediately looked at the man with the sword with an indifferent expression on the side.

The man with the sword didn't say much, and turned around and left.

Not long after, the man with the sword returned to the main hall and handed the golden bottle in his hand to the old man.