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The wind was cold, and the ancient altar was as calm as stagnant water.

Under the altar, the eyebrows of the Step-Frightened Immortal Sword were slightly furrowed, and there was a faint worry in his eyes that looked at the world.

The demonic Gate of Blood Refining stood in the wind, and the scarlet and dazzling blood light rendered the autumn wind gloomy.

Liu Ziang had a faint sneer on the corner of his mouth, and the corner of his eyes casually swept over the side face of Bu Jingxian, and turned his head to look at Nalan Chen: "The door of blood refining has been open for several moments, and no one has come out so far!"

"Brother Liu is worried about Ling Lang?" a thin-faced old man from the Hundred Feet Sect touched his sparse beard and chuckled.

Hearing this, Liu Ziang raised his head and said with a smile: "Brother An said that he was joking, although the strength of the dog is among the top few in the Langya Outer Gate, it should be a simple matter to survive in the blood refining space." ”

"Liu is just worried about the disciples of the other Langya Sect, especially the disciples whose cultivation is somewhat low, alas, for several years, the disciples of the Langya Sect who have died in it are no less than tens of thousands!" Liu Ziang was a little compassionate and humane, as if he really couldn't bear to let the disciples of the Langya Sect die tragically in the blood refining space, but the people present were all the elders of the sects, who would be stupid enough to believe that Liu Ziang, who was known as a butcher, would have mercy.

Nalan Chenpi smiled and said: "The path of martial arts is destined to be paved with blood, if the blood refining can't survive it, what qualifications do you have to win the martial arts?

Life and death are so cheap in the eyes of these people, listening to Liu Ziang and Nalan Chen's chat, the elders of the sects on the side all looked at Bu Jingxian with some playful eyes. Although Liu Ziang and Nalan Chen did not name names, they all guessed that the so-called disciples with low cultivation and waste referred to Su Defeat, the son of a man who had been like a demon that had terrified them all their lives.

"Su Win!" A smile flashed in the eyes of the emaciated old man, this existential existence like a bright moon in their time overshadowed the contemporaries, "Is this retribution?

It was not only the emaciated old man who had such thoughts, but also the rest of the elders of the sects who had such thoughts in their hearts, but there was no regret in their eyes, but there was a kind of schadenfreude.

Dozens of disciples of the Langya Sect stood behind Bu Jingxian and the others, each feeling sorry in their hearts.

The name Su Ying has become a taboo in Langya Sect, winning the phoenix song, pointing at the five sects, the legend that once stood Langya at the top of the five sects.

"He is worthy of being the descendant of his predecessors!" a young disciple of the Langya Sect whispered, his immature face glowing with a little anger.

"Yang Qi, many times when he is born, his fate is not something he can control, it can only be said that he has unfortunately become the flesh and blood of his predecessors!" A young woman is like a cold plum with proud snow, standing in the quiet autumn wind, the slender long skirt reflects the graceful posture to the fullest, the woman's willow eyebrows seem to be frowning, and her fair and weak delicate face is filled with a little regret, perhaps because she thought of something, the woman's eyes dimmed in vain.

"But Senior Sister Jinxuan, if fate is really destined, why do you want to cultivate martial arts? My generation cultivates martial arts in order to change my life against the sky and hold my fate in my own hands like a fingerprint in my palm, instead of succumbing to fate!"

"He is the descendant of his predecessors, and he was born not to insult his predecessors and survive!" Another young man raised his sharp sword eyebrows, and said with some hatred: "Knowing that it is death and moving forward is not fearless, but ignorance, with its death, why don't you lie down and taste the courage and sharpen a sword for ten years!" Hearing this, the woman known as Jinxuan, with soft and slender willow eyebrows frowning slightly, as clear as a mountain spring, stopped on the demonic scarlet blood refining door, this door was like the blood mouth of a giant beast, devouring countless living beings, her teeth opened lightly, and she muttered in a voice that she could only hear: "If it is not so desperate that there is no dawn, who is willing to choose the road to death!"

Listening to the whispers of the juniors, Liu Ziang and Nalan Chen both had a smile on the corner of their mouths, Liu Ziang turned his head to look at the frowning Bu Jingxian, smiled heartily, and said to the old man of the Hundred Feet Sect who spoke out before: "You all know that Liu Mou is not only keen on martial arts in his life, but also involved in gambling, and it is rare to have some interest today, I want to open a village, I don't know if you are interested in participating?"

"Bet!" In Zhuang Mengge, a man with a rough face and a majestic body had a slight brightness in his eyes, which was interesting: "How to bet?"

"Bet on which sect's disciples will step on the Blood Refining Gate first, and bet on which sect's disciples will have the largest number of surviving people?" Liu Ziang said.

"Since it's a gamble, what is the proportion?" said a young woman who still had charm, her voice was crisp and tactful, and the half-transparent light veil could not hide her graceful body.

"Four to one, Liu sits in the village!" Liu Ziang chuckled.

"Brother Liu is so calculating, there are five sects present, you dealer is simply a sure win!" It was the Sword Pavilion Elder who spoke, his whole body was meticulously groomed, and his deep eyes seemed to be able to see through the world.

Liu Ziang raised his eyes and glanced at this person lightly, and said: "That's not what I said, you bet on different sizes, if anyone firmly believes in the disciples under the sect, throw a lot of money, and then it's not me who will bleed heavily?" Saying this, the corner of Liu Ziang's eyes swept over several elders and disciples of Tianya Pavilion, and said: "Just like Tianya Pavilion this time, I heard that most of the disciples who entered the blood refining space are the elite of the outer sect!"

After a pause, Liu Ziang said with a little smile: "If you don't have confidence in your own disciples, you can also bet on the rest of the sects!"

The elders of the sects present glanced at Liu Ziang with a little disdain, if he was really wrong like this, not to mention that he had chilled the hearts of his sect disciples, and after returning to the sect, he would inevitably condemn him.

"I'll bet on a thousand Creation Pills, betting that the disciples of Tianya Pavilion will be the first to step into the Gate of Blood Refining, and at the same time betting on a hundred Tiangang Pills, betting that I will have the most surviving disciples in Tianya Pavilion!"

Creation Pill, Tiangang Pill, these are not comparable to the Qi Condensation Pill, even those inner disciples can only get one Creation Pill every month, not to mention the Tiangang Pill, if the disciples of the Qi Condensation Realm have the Tiangang Pill, then the impact on the Tiangang Realm will get twice the result with half the effort.

"Heh, Brother Qin of Tianya Pavilion has such courage, how can my Hundred Feet Sect lag behind, two thousand Creation Pills and one hundred Tiangang Pills are all bet on my Hundred Feet Sect!"

"Then my Zhuang Mengge will also bet on two thousand Creation Pills and one hundred Tiangang Pills!" The young woman who still had the charm was still smiling, her beautiful eyes staring at the ancient altar, and her spirit was no less than that of the old man of the Hundred Feet Sect.

The middle-aged man of the Sword Pavilion naturally couldn't weaken his momentum, and raised his hand and said, "I bet on a thousand Creation Pills and a hundred Tiangang Pills, and bet on my Sword Pavilion!"

The four sects add up, there are 6,000 Creation Pills and 400 Creation Pills, even if it is Liu Ziang who is smiling, his breathing has a trace of shortness, not nervous but a little excited, this is destined to be a sure deal, maybe it can be killed, in his opinion, the first to step into the door of blood refining must be the disciple of Langya Sect, abandon the green shirt.

"Abandon the green shirt, don't let Lao Tzu down, once you lose, Lao Tzu is destined to go bankrupt!" Liu Ziang squinted his eyes slightly, and glanced at the figure standing in front of him as straight as a spear with a little playful smile, and said, "Elder Bu, are you interested in betting?"

"He has never been the first in everything in his life, as his son, it should be the same, why didn't Elder Bu bet on Su Fu's body!" A smile surged into Nalan Chen's cold face, "I bet on a Creation Pill on Su Defeat, and bet on Su Defeat to be the first to step into the Blood Refining Gate!"

"A Creation Pill!" everyone's expressions were stunned at first, and then they all smiled secretly, and looked at the Immortal with interesting eyes.

"A thousand Creation Pills!" Bu Jingxian said lightly, turned around, and stared at Nalan Chen with a little chill, "Bet on Su Yu!"

"Elder Bu has to think about it, a thousand Creation Pills is not a small amount!" Liu Ziang chuckled.

"What, don't you dare to take it?" Bu Jingxian glanced at Liu Ziang and said indifferently.

"Why don't you dare to take it, Elder Bu gave me a thousand Creation Pills so generously, how could Liu refuse!" Liu Ziang had a bright smile on his face, he didn't expect Bu Jingxian to bet because of Nalan Chen's words.

Ignoring Liu Ziang's playful gaze, Bu Jingxian's gaze fell on the Blood Refining Gate.

The rest of the elders of the sects looked at Liu Ziang with some envy, this is simply a win-win deal, even Nalan Chen said with a little envy: "Ziang, congratulations!"

"If Nalan is interested, he can also bet!" Liu Ziang said with a smile.

"Then if I bet a thousand Creation Pills on the Abandoned Green Shirt, will you agree?" Nalan Chen met Liu Ziang's eyes, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

"Thousands of Creation Pills!" The disciples of the Langya Sect who were standing behind him secretly smacked their tongues, how many sect contribution points would it take to get this, especially when they heard that Bu Jingxian bet on Su Yu with a thousand Creation Pills, they all shook their heads and sighed, Elder Bu's move was not to send pills to Elder Liu.

The deafening sound of the waves crashing on the shore roared, and the sea breeze with a little moisture came to the face.

Bu Jingxian, Liu Ziang, Nalan Chen and the others did not move at all, even the people who had closed their eyes before opened their eyes at this moment, staring at the Blood Refining Gate, increasing their color heads, and everyone had a little more expectations for the results of this Blood Refining Gate.

However, after half a ring, the scarlet blood refining gate was still as silent as death, and no one appeared.

"What's the matter?" Liu Ziang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said suspiciously: "It's been so long, and no one has shown up yet!"

"No matter how patient you wait, every time the Blood Refining Gate is opened, there will be a bloody battle!" Nalan Chen chuckled, raised his eyes to look at the elders of the sects in the distance, and deliberately lowered his voice and said, "There are abandoned green shirts, and there are only a handful of disciples of his sect who can step on the Blood Refining Gate this time!"

"That's what I said!" Liu Ziang nodded, thinking of the thousands of Creation Pills that were about to arrive, Rao is him, his heart was rarely a little hot, and he muttered in his heart: "With these Creation Pills, once Dong'er steps into the Qi Condensation Realm, there is no need to worry about the pills!"

"Defeated!" Bu Jingxian muttered softly, raising his eyes to look at the vast sky: "Brother, I hope you can bless Defeat'er to come out safe and sound!"

The silence at the scene was terrifying, just at the moment when some people were about to lose their patience, inside the scarlet blood-colored giant gate, there was suddenly a slight sound of the soles of their feet stepping on the bones, and after hearing the footsteps, everyone's eyes shrank suddenly, and they looked at the blood refining gate motionlessly, and even some disciples stood on tiptoe and looked, which sect would it be?

Rao is previous elders who were chatting and laughing couldn't help but clench their fists, their eyes blinking at the scarlet Blood Refining Gate.

After half a ring, the footsteps got closer and closer, and many people's hearts were beating faster.

Even if he was frightened, there was a rare shortness of breath, if it was the disciple of Langya Sect who appeared first, it meant that Su Yu might still have a glimmer of life to survive.

"It must be a disciple of the Langya Sect!" The Langya Sect after that also clenched his fists, after all, this was the time when the glory of the sect was concerned.

Under the gaze of dozens of eyes, a figure slowly appeared in everyone's sight, this figure was scarlet and dazzling......