Chapter 128: Elder of the Blood Torture Pavilion

I saw a pair of beautiful golden boys and girls supporting a thin old man slowly into the main hall, the thin old man almost only had a layer of skin left, all the bones were exposed, and the whole body was blue-black, and there was no vitality at all.

Everyone in the hall looked stunned, it was rumored that the old man of the Heavenly Cry had broken through to the peak of refining the void, and he could summon the law changed by the will of the Great Dao, even if he was the sect master of the five famous sects, he was only so cultivated.

"I've seen the sky crying seniors. ”

"Crying seniors, I learned that you were coming today, and the juniors offered a small gift to show their hearts, and please smile. ”

"I haven't seen my predecessors for many years, these are your two new disciples?

A group of stewards of the Demon Dao Sect saluted the old man who wept in the sky, and for the old man who had lived for more than 2,000 years, they were indeed juniors.

The old man who cried for a moment never opened his closed eyes, ignoring them, without the slightest intention of returning the gift, and all the gifts offered were only accepted by the two disciples under the seat.

"Shizun is a little inconvenient for him, so let the juniors accept these gifts for Shizun. ”

The beautiful man coped with the trivial matters for the old man who cried for the sky, put these tributes into the storage bag, and said with a smile.

Everyone was not angry, and they knew the character of the old man who was crying.

The Yin Yang Sect Master didn't dare to slack off, if he saw that the situation was not good later, and he wanted to start a battle, the old man was the absolute main force, he immediately stepped forward to support the old man who was crying, and quickly set up a friendship.

"Come, senior, sit here. ”

The Yin Yang Sect Master laughed with him, and led the old man to the dragon head position directly above.

When everyone saw the actions of the Yin Yang Sect Master, their expressions changed, and they immediately understood the position of the Yin Yang Sect Master, the Blood Abuse Pavilion Master wanted to unify the Southern Regions, and today's banquet was also a matter of standing in line, the Yin Yang Sect Master obviously did not want to give in, and wanted to use everyone's hands to encircle and suppress the Blood Abuse Pavilion Master, no wonder they came to the Yin Yang Demon Sect and found that there was no one here, not at all like the Demon Sect, it turned out that the disciples in the sect had already been evacuated.

Everyone stared at the figure of the old man who was crying, and the position where he was sitting would indicate whether he was going to deal with the Blood Abuse Pavilion Master.

The old man who cried halfway through, suddenly stabilized his heels, did not sit on the leading position directly above, found a seat at random, and slowly sat down with a little stiffness under the support of this pair of beautiful men and women.

The forehead of the Yin Yang Sect Master was full of cold sweat, and today's matter was a little uncertain, but he didn't expect that even the old man who was crying in the sky was afraid of the blood abuse pavilion master who was in the middle of the day.

"Old Monster Xue, the Heavenly Crying seniors have already taken their seats, why hasn't the Blood Abuse Pavilion Master come yet? ”

The person who came from the Teng Snake Club was a very charming woman, dressed in palace clothes, born with charming bones, a pair of peach blossom eyes sparkling, and the most peculiar thing was that her lower body was not legs, but a terrifying snake tail covered with black scales, swinging spiritually.

"Don't worry, everyone, I'll go and invite the pavilion master to come. ”

The Yin Yang Sect Master's face was a little unsightly, and his face was even paler because of his excessive indulgence.

Everyone was jealous and very curious in their hearts, wanting to witness the true face of the Blood Abuse Pavilion Master.

As soon as the Yin Yang Sect Master's voice fell, a figure slowly walked into the main hall, although the pace was slow, but the dragon and tiger walked, step by step, playing with the Baoding iron ball in one hand, every step, the atmosphere in the hall was depressed.

The Yin Yang Sect Master looked stunned, clasped his fists and bowed, and said respectfully: "I've seen the Pavilion Master." ”

Everyone was startled, and when they looked sideways, they saw a silver-clothed snow-haired man wearing a mask with green fangs and entering the main hall.

"This is the ...... of the Blood Torture Pavilion"

The snake girl of the Teng Snake Society swallowed her throat, although this man's hair was pale, but his neck and hands were ice muscles and jade skin, obviously a young man, but she was not surprised, there is no shortage of secret techniques in the cultivation world to stay young forever, and some people who look very young may also be old monsters who have lived for a long time.

Seeing that the Yin Yang Sect Leader and other big names who called for wind and rain all saluted Li Halfian, the heads of many forces also followed suit, and the subordinates standing behind them also clasped their fists at Li Halfian.

Song Shiyun, who followed Li Bumian, was in a very complicated mood, although there was harmony on the surface, but it was the Longtan Tiger's Den, she herself was just a peak master of the ten peaks of the Lingyun Sect, although she had the right to speak, but she was not the person in charge, these people present were all stomping their feet, and the southern region was shocked, and she was familiar with many faces, all of them were evil tyrants who made the righteous path frightened.

Although the scene is a bit big, Song Shiyun is still not bluffed, she is more or less a role in the Southern Regions, and she has experienced a lot of winds and waves.

The hall was full of iron-blooded slaughter, and the needles could be heard, only the old man who was crying in the sky did not salute, and still sat in his position, his eyes closed and not moving, as if he was a corpse, or rather, he was originally a corpse.

Song Shiyun's heart tightened, and she whispered in Li Bumian's ear: "This is the old man crying in the sky." ”

Li Budian's figure suddenly stopped, and the hand playing with the Baoding iron ball also stopped.

"You're the old crying monster?"

Li Budian said coldly.

Rumble!

This sentence was like a thunderbolt that exploded into everyone's minds, was the Blood Abuse Pavilion Master crazy, or was he fearless? They were obviously more inclined to the latter.

Song Shiyun was a little stunned, she and Xue Ruyue made it clear how powerful the old man was crying, but she didn't expect Li Busian to still not buy it.

The pair of beautiful men and women under the seat of the old man were dumbfounded, the old man was noble, this kind of provocative words, I don't know how many years I haven't heard it.

The old man opened his mouth, his voice was low, his throat was like a fish bone, he was extremely hoarse, and said word by word: "Yes, my senior brother, I am grateful to you for taking care of me." ”

When everyone heard this, they were all confused, crying the old man's senior brother? What era ago did that happen?

Li Budian snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, flicked the hem of his clothes, and sat down on the faucet position directly above the Lingjing long table.

"Your senior brother, I've never heard of it. ”

Li Bumian's eyes flashed, and he didn't know what the old man was talking about.

"Huh...... My senior brother's name is Zhuge Lan, isn't he an elder under you?"

Rumble!

The words of the old man crying in the sky stirred up a thousand waves, and everyone thought of a person, the person who opened a killing ring in the jurisdiction of the Xuanyin Hall a few days ago called himself the elder of the Blood Abuse Pavilion, could it be him?

"I've never heard of any chaos in this seat. ”

Li Bumian's voice was cold.

"Really?"

The old man's eyes opened and closed, and a ghostly light burst out, staring at Li Sleepian, the atmosphere was suddenly tense, and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder, which was about to explode.