The upward and downward effect is to please the superior, and at the same time, it is also to obtain the support of the superior. Elegant and carefree like a scholar, as the head of the Qilian faction, the disciples in the door are naturally gentle and elegant. All imitate the carefree son of his head, dressed in a white robe, and his hair is raised in a bun that is not messy at all. This is a must-have for every Qilian Sect disciple.

It's a pity that in the face of life and death, the beautiful appearance still can't escape death.

'Poof...' The sound of blood spurting from the arteries echoed in the air, dark red blood splashing like a gushing spring. The last disciple of the Qilian faction slowly fell. There was still fear in his gray eyes. The white robe was stained red with blood gushing from his neck.

An ugly man in a green robe with a distorted face howled like a beast, blood ticking on his fingernails like eagle's claws.

"Giggles....This harvest is not small six hundred and seventy-three monks, I believe the ancestor should be very happy, right?" A silver bell-like laugh came from the mouth of the red corpse, inciting the blood-red butterfly wings, like small elves, to fly around the corpses that had fallen to the ground.

Sanssouci, the early stage master of the Earth Immortals, and the three elders in the door, Keqing, had already exploded the Immortal Yuan under the siege of the army of the Blood God Son. Although ants still steal life, sometimes, death is another relief. Although he blew up the immortal yuan, his body died, and he didn't even have the chance to reincarnate and recultivate, but at least it was better than being enslaved by the old monster of Youquan using the 'Blood God Dafa' to make and refine it into a blood god son for thousands of years.

An early stage master of the Earth Immortals, along with three late stage Scattered Immortals, blew himself up under the Immortal Yuan at the same time, which was equivalent to hundreds of tons of TNT being detonated. The towering Qilian faction was also reduced to ruins in the impact of Xianyuan's self-explosion.

The red corpse looked around and shouted at the remaining Blood God Son, "Transporting these corpses to Kunlun Mountain..."

Those in green robes. The ugly man with a distorted face had a dull look in his eyes, and he carried the six hundred and seventy-three corpses on the ground on his shoulders, like ghosts. Turned into a green shadow and flew away.

"Hehehe... It's really comfortable to be under one person and above 10,000 people, but it's a pity that these blood god sons are really boring like marionettes" The red corpse laughed to himself, this time the old monster of Youquan ordered the red corpse to lead three thousand blood god sons to raid the Qilian faction, although under the self-explosion of the four people of Sanssouci Zi, they lost four hundred and fifty blood god sons, but at least more than six hundred monks' corpses were harvested. With these six hundred and seventy-three monks' corpses, the Youquan Old Monster was able to refine more than six hundred more Blood God Sons.

Look at the puppet-like sons of the blood gods. Remove the body. The red corpse shook its butterfly-like blood-red wings, and the enchanting red powder floated out, and the dexterous figure flew towards a finger-wide gap at the foot of Qilian Mountain.

Beneath the cracks in the mountains are winding and rugged caves, deep into the abyss underground.

Dressed in dark green robes and with a face like mud, the old monster of Youquan is at the foot of Qilian Mountain, in the deep cave underground palace, greedily sucking the resentful breath that comes out of the 'Chiyou Blood Cave'.

"Ancestor... The old ancestor has completed the task you assigned, although four hundred and fifty blood god sons have died, but the corpses of more than six hundred monks have been harvested, and there is still a surplus" The charming voice of the red corpse echoed in this karst cave that extended in all directions. It's like asking for credit.

The old monster of the Youquan with his eyes closed, his muddy face showed a hideous smile, "Quack... Little goblin, it took four hundred and fifty blood god sons to take down the four wastes of Sanssoucin's son? It's a shame that you're embarrassed to ask for credit in front of the ancestor! The sharp voice of the old monster echoed around, and for a long time, all around the old monster of Youquan were the insults of those monks who claimed to be famous and upright, and some of them even spoke evil words before they died. Although the old monster of Youquan refined it into a blood god son and enslaved him for life, he didn't even have anyone around him who could talk. Until in the cave underground palace under Kunlun Mountain. I met the red corpse, a little goblin who is not afraid of heaven and earth.

The red corpse flapped the wings of this strange butterfly and flew in front of the old monster of Youquan, and his pitiful eyes were like a puddle of autumn water. Some of the little mouths pursed, "What the ancestor scolds... It's just that the red corpse is stupid and can't control the blood god son...", tears welling up in his eyes as he spoke.

The old monster waved his hand. Laughing, "It's okay... Controlling the Blood God Son is like arranging the army, without five hundred years of effort, you can't use the Blood God Son handily, and you can control three thousand Blood God Sons at the same time, which is already good."

June day, woman's face. was praised by the old monster of Youquan, and the naked corpse burst into tears. Between the flapping of her wings, a trace of pink smoke emanated, and a charming scent came out.

"Xie Lao Zu praises you for your cultivation, the red corpse is still waiting for the ancestor to dominate the world, the red corpse should try the feeling of being above 10,000 people under that person," the red corpse laughed coquettishly.

In the past sixteen years, the red corpse has gained the trust of the old monster of Youquan, and has also figured out the moody temper of the old monster of Youquan, and the old monster of Youquan who dares to slaughter all living beings in all directions, all he hears in his ears are the abuse of those decent monks who eliminate demons and defend the way, when did he survive such soft words? The bewitching face of the red corpse is like a pear blossom with rain, and the old monster of the hidden spring will definitely be used.

"Quack... You little goblin is greedy enough, you who cultivated in the early stage of Jindan, still want to order thousands of blood god sons to fail! Ancestor likes your straightforwardness... Ten thousand times better than that hypocrite! Those corpses were all transported to Kunlun? The old monster shook his head and smiled.

"Well, the red corpse has asked the Blood God Son to transport the corpses of more than 600 disciples of the Qilian faction to Kunlun Mountain, this move can be described as killing a few birds with one stone, and when the other sects see us in a grand manner, they will transport the monks hunted by each faction to Kunlun, and they must think that Li She is colluding with us, if Li She's shrunken turtle is still hidden, he will have to endure the evil breath of our majesty on his Kunlun Mountain... "The old ancestor is wise" The flattering words of the red corpse were said one after another, and the old monster of Youquan naturally smiled proudly.

The withered branch-like fingers opened slightly, and the 'Blood God Dafa' worked repeatedly, and the resentful qi that permeated from the 'Chiyou Blood Acupoint' that permeated around him was sucked into his body by the old monster of the Youquan Cave. When the resentful qi in this cave that extends in all directions is sucked out, the old monster of the hidden spring will stop.

Feeling the new resentment qi in his lower body, the old monster of Youquan shook his head dissatisfiedly, and muttered to himself, "It's still not enough, the resentment here is extremely thin, alas, presumably only the resentment in the 'Chiyou Blood Acupoint' can make the ancestor and my body tempered into a god."

Sixteen years of following the old monster of Youquan. The red corpse naturally knew the shortcomings of the Blood God Son, although it was able to carry half of the strength of the Youquan Old Monster's body, and his cultivation was suddenly raised to the early stage of the Golden Immortal realm. But these Blood God Sons, who were refined by ordinary monks, were not strong. In the world of "The Legend of Shu Mountain", where the sword immortal is respected, the strength of the monk comes from the divine immortal sword in his hand, but the monk himself is not strong.

If a strong person in the middle of the Earth Immortal period. With a top-grade immortal sword in his hand, it is not a problem to be able to kill at least three or five blood god sons. Therefore, in the process of fighting against the Sword Immortal and the like, the Blood God Son can only win by quantity.

"Ancestor don't have to be anxious, the real entrance of the 'Chiyou Blood Cave', only the two of us know in this world, we are so conquering the city, presumably Emei, Kongtong, Wutai and the three factions are about to be unable to do it, when the time comes, as long as the hands of those hypocrites of the Emei faction are opened, the 'Chiyou Blood Cave' Ancestor can naturally go in and absorb the incomparably rich resentful qi, and the magic is just around the corner" The flying red corpse. It's like a close friend.

The old monster of Youquan nodded, and said indifferently: "Now I have nearly six thousand Blood God Sons, compared to before, the number has nearly doubled, hum!" As long as the ancestor and I have refined 10,000 blood god sons, it will be the time for me to attack Emei."

In the world of the 'Thief Order', the Miho in the real yàn room integrated the exercises of the five schools of Emei, Kongtong, Wutai, Kunlun, and Huashan, and calculated the difference in the physical strength of the monks between different cultivations.

If you talk about the monks before Jindan. If the strength of the body is one, then as long as you carry the thunderstorm. Crossing the gap between the broken pill and becoming an immortal, the shattered golden pill will be integrated into the limbs and hundreds of veins, and under the qualitative change of the thunder tribulation and marrow, the strength of the body will reach ten times that of before. And most of the Blood God Sons refined by the Old Monster of Youquan were refined by monks who had not yet condensed the Golden Pill. Then just a top-grade immortal sword can easily destroy the Blood God Son.

Looking at the display, the regulations come out of the information. Miho muttered to herself, "No wonder the 'Purple and Green Twin Swords' were combined to be able to kill the old monster of Youquan..."

Zombies and marls themselves are known for their speed, strength, and indestructible bodies. Naturally, he understood how terrifying the speed of the streamer that erupted after the 'Purple and Blue Twin Swords' were combined.

Monks who have not yet condensed the golden pill will be considered to be sacrificed to become the son of the blood god. has half the strength of the body of the old monster of Youquan, but the strength of the body still can't be changed, without the lightning robbery, the reaction speed of the body, how can it escape the speed of light of the 'Ziqing Twin Swords'?

Li She on the side was playing with the baseball-sized 'Rijin Wheel' entity in the palm of his hand. Secretly thinking about how to use the perfect defense of the 'Sun Golden Wheel' to deal with the Blood God Son.

At this moment, Tsunade Ji walked in with the latest information sent by Jun Malu and others, glanced at Li She, and quipped, "Congratulations, you are also known as the public enemy of the world that everyone shouts and fights" and handed the information in his hand to Li She.

At first, he was surprised, but when Li She received the information handed over by Tsunadehime, he smiled helplessly. "The old monster of Youquan is really scheming for me, a fish caught in the Kunlun faction, can you come up with such a ghost idea?"

"There's no way, who made the old monster of Youquan so fierce these days? Any wind and grass will cause everyone's association, do you want to be a turtle with a shrunken head? Or do you want to stand up and clarify? Tsunade asked with a smile.

Shrugging his shoulders, Li She stood up. Holding up the 10,000-pound entity of the 'Rijin Wheel' in his hand, "If I hadn't comprehended the magic of the unity of the Tao and the void, maybe I would have retreated, after all, heroes and martyrs are equated... But now that I understand the magic of the unity of the virtual and the real, I am only one foot away from the middle stage of the Golden Immortal, what do you say? ”

From Li She's eyes, Tsunade Ji felt the fierce battle intent. With his waist crossed, as if the queen was encouraging the knights under her command, Tsunade Ji Jiao shouted: "This is my Tsunade Ji's man, go and kill all those blood god sons who are powerful and blessed on Kunlun Mountain!" Let everyone know your Li She's prestige..."(To be continued......)

PS: I'm sleepy after staying up late.,It's almost five o'clock and I didn't get home until ten o'clock tonight.,It's raining.,The head hurts so much.,The first chapter is unbearable.,I'll wake up after sleeping and find that it's already two o'clock.,Get up and finish the second watch.