Like Wanjian Mountain, the other sects had already been warned not to attack the Blood Ancestor before they came here.

Some people don't understand why, but can only follow orders.

And some people have already guessed why, so they can't make a move.

If it has reached the point where it is necessary for these Spirit Wheel Realm powerhouses to take action, it can only mean one problem, Jian Wuji and they have been defeated.

It is also a scene that appears in front of everyone's eyes now.

More than twenty top powerhouses in the Spirit Mansion Realm have all been defeated, what role can these people in the Spirit Wheel Realm play, they are just looking for death.

Therefore, the scene was extremely depressing, and everyone was trembling, not daring to look at the people lying on the ground in front of them.

They were afraid that they couldn't help but rush forward.

......

At this time, far away in the south of the continent, in the Demon Sect Sect, on the mountainside of the Hegemony Peak, in a small wooden house, Xiang Yanxue sat in the middle of the chessboard, holding a white child in his left hand and a black child in his right hand, and he was actually playing chess with himself.

From the time Xiang Wentian and the others left the sect, Xiang Yanxue had been in a state of restlessness, so she began to play chess with herself in order to have peace of mind.

Da!

Suddenly, the soft jade hand shook slightly, and the chess pieces gently landed on the chessboard.

A trace of uneasiness suddenly flashed in Xiang Reanxue's heart, and he looked up at the west of the continent, and the picture in his mind kept appearing.

That picture is exactly the same as the situation on the western battlefield on the mainland now.

Xiang Yanxue was even more uneasy in her heart, it was not that she deliberately remembered this picture, as if she sensed something, and this picture naturally appeared in her mind.

"Don't have anything to do, Daddy, Xia Jie, all the elders, you must return safely......"

Xiang Chanxue folded his hands and prayed with his eyes closed.

Now, what else can she do but pray.

The picture in his mind changed, and Xiang Yanxue's eyes slowly opened, and a glimmer of hope rose in his heart.

He, will it be hope?

......

"These cubs are very obedient......"

Xiang Wentian smiled and scolded, but a hint of relief flashed in his eyes.

He was afraid that those cubs of his Demon Sect couldn't help but make a move on the Blood Ancestor, but it seemed that their advice was still effective.

Whether it's afraid of the Blood Ancestor, or remembering his advice, as long as you don't make a move, it's enough.

"Ahem!"

A figure struggled to break open the cracked ground and slowly stood up.

Covered in blood and wilting, a sword that seemed to be made entirely of bone was clenched tightly in his hand, though he no longer had the strength to wield it.

"You won ......"

Jian Wuji's tired eyes looked at the Blood Ancestor calmly, as if he had accepted the status quo.

After a pause, he turned his head slightly with some difficulty, and looked at Jian Donglai, who had an extremely complicated expression: "You also won." ”

Jian Donglai slowly lowered his head, and his heart was like water from beginning to end, and his heart was confused.

The victory of the Blood Ancestor was naturally a good thing for him, and it was also expected by him that he could also wait for the Blood Ancestor to take him to the Middle Continent with peace of mind, and then implement his revenge plan.

He thought that no matter what happened, his revenge would not be shaken in any way.

But when he saw Jian Wuji's broken body, of course he saw the dying state of so many strong people, and when he thought that Wanjian Mountain was weak and the continent was controlled by the Blood Ancestor, his heart was a little confused.

Did he really do the right thing?

Slowly raising his head, Jian Donglai restrained the complexity in his eyes.

Whether it's right or wrong, he's come this far, and there's no turning back for him.

He looked at Jian Wuji quietly: "I will guarantee the survival of Ten Thousand Swords Mountain......

After a pause, he said softly, "I just hope they can be obedient." ”

Disobedience is death.

Chi Bozi also got up from the pit with difficulty, and his pale face was also extremely calm: "You can take our orders at will and let them go." ”

The Blood Ancestor glanced at the sect in the distance and smiled, "Why should I let them go?"

Shui Tianxing propped up the ground and stood up: "They didn't make a move on you, and they didn't threaten you, if you want to kill, you just need to kill us." ”

Blood Ancestor smiled faintly, looking at the figures who trembled and slowly stood up: "You can't run away, and killing them won't waste much of my strength at all, why don't I make a move?"

Xiang Wentian smiled coldly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Don't you want to get the dragon sparrow, you should know very well that if I don't want to, you will never be able to master the dragon sparrow!"

Blood Ancestor raised his eyebrows slightly, he naturally knew that every time the dragon bird changed masters, he needed to cast a secret method, and this secret method was in the hands of each generation of Demon Sect Sect masters, and it was passed down from generation to generation with the dragon sparrow.

He sneered, "Do you think that without your consent, I would not be able to obtain the secret method?"

Xiang Wentian smiled: "I know what you're thinking, I also know that you have a soul path secret method, if my guess is right, you can extract memories from other people's souls!"

Blood Ancestor's pupils condensed slightly, indeed.

The Blood Soul Secret Technique was one of the secretarial skills he mastered.

However, because the level of this secret art is not high, so the power is not strong, so in the battle with the strong, this secret art is basically ineffective.

At the beginning, Jian Donglai used the Blood Soul Secret Technique on Mo Li because he saw the difference in strength between Mo Li and him.

It's a pity that it didn't work out.

And the most useful point of this secret technique is that it can extract other people's memories fragments.

At that time, the Blood Sect sent strong people to snatch the Nine Dragon Tripod from the Medicine King Valley, because they had already asked Blood Xuan to kill one of the 'Four Arrogances' when the Sword Pavilion was in the party, and then extracted his soul with a secret method, and learned part of the memory of the Medicine King Valley, so when they snatched the Nine Dragon Tripod, they would show that they knew the Medicine King Valley very well, and they succeeded in getting the Nine Dragon Tripod.

Xiang Wentian looked at the Blood Ancestor proudly: "So don't you want to take advantage of my unpreparedness to attack my soul, I will detonate my soul in an instant!"

Blood Ancestor's eyes were slightly gloomy, but he was silent.

Detonating the soul is as simple as it is, but it cuts off the hope of being reincarnated.

In other words, when it really comes to that point, Xiang Wentian will give up the hope of reincarnation, and he will not let the Blood Ancestor get the Dragon Sparrow.

Blood Ancestor finally nodded: "Okay, I agreed." ”

The lives of these people are not as important as the Dragon Sparrow in the hearts of the Blood Ancestor.

Seeing that Xiang Wentian still didn't relax his gaze, Blood Ancestor's brows furrowed slightly, and a trace of displeasure flashed in his heart.

However, in order to obtain the dragon sparrow, he still spoke: "I swear by the demons in my heart, as long as they do not make a move, I will never kill them until they leave this place, provided that you give me the dragon sparrow and the secret method." ”

Xiang Wentian's expression finally relaxed, and he put the dragon bird into the ring.

"Secret method, I left it under my pillow, haha!"

Blood Ancestor's eyes sank, and he was tricked.

If he had known that the secret method had remained in the Demon Sect, why did he make a demon oath.

His eyes looked coldly at Xiang Wentian, who was smiling, and the Blood Ancestor smiled: "People who are about to die, it's a shame that you can smile so happily." ”

"Before you die, it's enough to play you once!"

"Hahaha!"

The people who stood up again laughed, but it caused a sharp pain in their bodies, and for a while there was a cold hissing sound everywhere.

Blood Ancestor's face turned cold again: "It seems that you all want to die. ”

Guan Changfeng sighed: "I thought there was some hope, but I didn't expect the ending to be so ......"

He looked at Guan Ning, whose eyes were red in the crowd, and shook his head slightly.

Meng Junze's face was quite indifferent, as if he had a very indifferent view of his life and death, and he seemed to have expected the scene in front of him.

But Meng Bufan in the crowd clenched his fists and slowly lowered his head.

Hu Li and Fox Moon stood together, the light in their eyes dim.

Today, they can't go back.

As for Hou San, he was still buried deep in the ground and passed out, not knowing life and death, but he definitely couldn't escape the hands of the Blood Ancestor.

Elder Tieshi looked relieved, and said loudly: "Why not be afraid of death, if you are a master, Blood Ancestor, give us a good time!"

Blood Ancestor looked at the more than twenty figures in front of him and nodded: "You are also a generation of powerhouses, I can give you respect." ”

Airplanes!

The blood-red light in the Blood Ancestor's right hand bloomed, and the surging spiritual power gradually condensed on his hand.

The eyes of the figures in the distance were red, but looking at the people who were about to face death, they were relieved, and even full of relief.

No one showed the slightest fear, only reluctance and regret.

They are reluctant, their relatives and friends, they regret that they failed to kill the Blood Ancestor, and they will not be able to see what will become of the continent that falls into the hands of the Blood Ancestor in the future.

A trace of love flashed in Shui Tianxing's eyes, and all that appeared in his mind was Shui Miaomiao's voice and appearance from childhood to adulthood.

Xiang Wentian's rather vicious face softened at this time, and Xiang Yanxue's figure continued to appear in front of his eyes.

Silently, everyone seemed to want to use this last bit of time to remember something.

Then, the time has come.

With a slight wave of the Blood Ancestor's right hand, the blood-colored light in his hand extended out, turning into a blood-colored crescent moon dozens of meters long, sweeping away.

The Blood Ancestor's preparation was just right, and this blood-colored crescent just shrouded everyone in it.

As long as the blood-colored crescent moon is successfully crossed, then the more than twenty figures standing on it will all die, and the Blood Ancestor will become the new master of the Dongsheng Continent!

Alas!

Xiang Wentian quietly looked at the blood-colored crescent moon that was constantly approaching him, and sighed deeply in his heart.

After all, it came to this point.

The breath of death welled up in their hearts, but everyone's hearts were calm.

"No!"

Finally, someone roared angrily and couldn't help but want to make a move.

"Go back!"

Xiang Wentian roared angrily, staring at Xia Jie.

Xia Jie paused, staring at the blood-colored crescent moon that came to Xiang Wentian's side, his eyes showing despair.

The power in the blood-colored crescent moon was far beyond his imagination, and even if he made a move, it would be difficult to affect it.

Goodbye, my son.

For the first time, Xiang Wentian showed a fatherly smile to Xia Jie.

Airplanes!

Something seemed to flash through the space.

Bite!

A crisp voice sounded, and the blood-colored crescent suddenly stopped advancing.

Then, when everyone was stunned, the blood-colored crescent crescent quietly broke.

At the same time, a figure slowly appeared in front of Xiang Wentian.