What Jiang Tao didn't expect was that the disciples of the Spirit Vulture Peak of the Longyuan Sect had already been killed and injured, and the remaining disciples were all Han Xing's sworn brothers.

They took a step forward in unison, stared at each other and raised their heads, and invariably let out a voice - "Big brother is on that, we are up there, and we will follow the big brother for the rest of our lives...... Roar!"

The roars of more than twenty rough big men made Jiang Tao, who fell to the ground, shiver, he didn't expect Han Xing to form his own power so quickly.

The strong in the cultivation world are respected, and the appointment and dismissal of personnel of all major sects are the same!

When Nangong Heng heard this, his face suddenly became heavy, although he was good friends with Han Xing, he also realized that this person had posed a threat to his status as a personal disciple!

Jiang Tao got up and gasped sharply, his eyes showed strong humiliation and unwillingness, and said: "I'm thinking about everyone, and besides, I don't want to die here and become a fossil! If you have a perfect plan, I have no objection! Otherwise, you are not qualified to point fingers here! In terms of seniority, no matter what, I am also your second senior brother, and with Senior Brother Nangong Heng here, how can it be your turn to take care of it!"

Han Xing scolded angrily: "Bastard, what qualifications do you have to be Lao Tzu's second senior brother today? Believe it or not, when you return to Longyuan Sect, Lao Tzu will strip you naked, engrave the words 'Betraying the Master's Gate, Pigs and Dogs are Inferior' on the back of your chest, and then hang you on the flagpole in front of the Battle Power Palace!"

Jiang Tao secretly felt weak, and he didn't dare to speak anymore, his face turned blue and white for a while, and he secretly gritted his teeth and said, as long as he seized the opportunity in the future, he would kill Han Xing ruthlessly.

"Ask Lao Tzu for qualifications...... Han Xing said viciously: "Okay...... If your handle falls into my hands, I will be killed by a sword, and you will be a fish and meat! If I don't kill you now, it doesn't mean that I won't kill you when I leave the secret land!"

Everyone knew that Han Xing saved his life because of the face of Nangong Heng and Zou Hu, and they were afraid that after they went back, they would not have an explanation for the sect master Gu Xiangtian and the hall master Yin Tianxiang.

Suddenly, Lu Weidang thrust the demon pestle on the ground, and led the gang of righteous brothers over with his fists: "Big brother can't kill you, but there's no guarantee that we can't beat you! But please rest assured, we will definitely keep our promise and not kill you!"

With a blow, more than 20 big men pounced like crazy tigers, and they only listened to the puff and puff...... The popping sound kept coming, and even the sandbags didn't hit like this......

Han Xing, he didn't expect that these brothers would "human flesh" this second senior brother, and they would kill him!

I saw that Jiang Tao was beaten into a puddle of mud in just one breath, his pants were wet, and he even peed!

"Stop, no matter what, he is also a member of the Longyuan Sect, leave him alive and hand it over to the Yin Hall Lord!" Nangong Heng lost no time in relieving Jiang Tao.

"Stop, okay, just give Senior Brother Nangong a face, it's just that we don't have a second way to go now, and we have to try this altar alive or dead!" Han Xing said in a firm tone.

"How do you try, take your mortal blood to open the altar, you think you are a saint!" Nangong Heng glanced at Han Xing coldly, and said disdainfully.

Nangong Heng in front of him was no different from before, but Han Xing's sixth nerve sensitively felt that something was wrong, and he regained his arrogance when he first met him, like a dusty sword, the edge reappeared, and it was awe-inspiring!

He knew that Jiang Tao had succeeded in provoking.

Nangong Heng has a knot in his own heart, if he doesn't dissolve the knot, he will have another strong opponent in Longyuan Sect!

Nangong Heng was once kind to himself, he really didn't want to tie this beam, and he had to find a way to resolve it in the future, but not now!

"I know you don't trust me!" Han Xing said coldly: "However, this time I want you to listen to me once!"

"You!" Nangong Heng turned around sharply and glared angrily, his eyes were full of power to kill and kill!

Han Xing ignored it, and said peacefully: "I know what you are afraid of, don't worry, I will not shake your status as a personal disciple, hehe, although Han Xing is not good, I will never embarrass you, even what 'immortal seedling' I will not do, in Longyuan Sect, if I want to do it, I will be a big one, and I may not necessarily be a Taishang elder in the future!"

Yes......

As soon as this sentence came out, everyone was shocked, and everyone's eyes were almost shocked!

This kid's ambition is too big, and the big one is outrageous!

It's just a dream!

A trace of convulsions flashed across Nangong Heng's face, he couldn't be madness and arrogance, right?

Han Xing's face remained unchanged and remained unmoved, as if he was now a Supreme Elder.

He paused, and then said lightly and meaningfully: "But now you can only trust me, because you really have no other choice!"

Nangong Heng thought thoughtfully...... Where can you go?

There's really no choice when trapped in this ancient and secret place!

After thinking about it, he finally completely despaired, although he felt uncomfortable, he had no choice but to nod in agreement.

This time it's Han Xing's turn: "Blood with aura......" He thought in his heart, where to find it?

In desperation, he frowned.

frowned, take it to heart!

Maybe Han Xing is this kind of blessed person!

Han Xing looked at Nangong Heng, regained his master's demeanor, and commented with a smile: "But there is one thing, you are right when you said the word 'saint', we are really the descendants of saints, the descendants of Yan and Huang are all descendants of Emperor Yan and Emperor Huang, isn't it the blood of saints inherited from the body?

These words are a bit mysterious, but they are not unreasonable.

It's just that when he said this, even Han Xing himself didn't believe it in his heart!

"Hmph......" Han Xing pondered in his heart as he said: Everyone in the disciples of the Battle Power Hall here has eaten the spiritual fruit bred by the 10,000-year-old red-blooded dragon mushroom slurry, which is a natural treasure, Lao Tzu doesn't believe that the blood is not dissolved into the spiritual power, otherwise it would be eating in the dog's stomach......

Zou Hu didn't have any of his fancy intestines, and when he heard it, he laughed and said, "Don't say it, what you said really makes sense...... I am a descendant of an authentic saint, a descendant of Yan and Huang, and it is useless for me to let go of my own blood. ”

Lu Wei raised the demon slaying pestle in his hand and said, "The teleportation array needs an ancient holy relic to open...... Before entering the desolate ancient secret land, all the masters have given magic weapons to prevent accidents, each one is extraordinary, full of spirituality, maybe which one is what ancient holy relics have fallen off, how can you know if it will work if you don't try?"

Hearing the two say this, everyone immediately boiled. "Yes, this is the last ray of hope, even if it fails, you have to give it a try!"

Han Xing hurriedly dissuaded everyone, "Don't panic, don't worry, think long-term!." ”

"Do what you say, just do it, isn't it just to let out some blood? You can still die!" Zou Hu is an anxious person, and he can't pull back the eight cows he wants to do, and it is impossible for him to give up now.

He pulled out the short knife with a "whoosh", grabbed it with his mouth, and jumped up as soon as he pressed the edge of the altar with both hands, but Han Xing didn't stop him.

"Come up quickly, if you don't come up, as soon as the teleportation array is opened, I can leave by myself!" Zou Hu shouted loudly, his face flushed with excitement.

Han Xing was worried that he would have an accident on the altar alone, so everyone jumped up one after another.

Seeing that everyone went up, only Nangong Heng and Xia Yu were left in the audience, so they had no choice but to follow.

A black light flashed, and Lu Qianye wrapped Jiang Tao and followed.

Everyone looked at it, the altar seemed to be the size of an open-air square, and the endless years carved a strong ancient atmosphere on the ancient altar, with rust and blood stains on it, giving people a sense of desolation.

The smoke above the altar was four or five meters high, and there was a chaotic aura surging, giving people a mysterious and incomprehensible feeling.

At first glance, the concave stone troughs are crisscrossed, but on closer inspection, they are staggered, spiraling from the outside to the inside on the altar like a spider's web.

The stone trough had been soaked in blood and turned a dark red, and the blood had dried up and stuck to it, and no one knew how many creatures had been sacrificed to this altar, and how much blood had flowed, which made people feel terrible.

The eyes of the teleportation array on the altar were like a giant spider lying there still.

At this time, Zou Hu changed his previous arrogant personality, his eyes flashed slightly, and he took firm steps, step by step towards the giant grinding plate-like array.

From the eye of the array, a blue light rushed up, sprinkled in the grooves of the swastika and the interlaced grooves of the canine teeth, like the flexible long feet of a spider, spreading radioactively to all sides, very weird.

Zou Hu swung his knife and cut it into the palm of his hand, and immediately the blood flowed like an infusion.

It really made Han Xing guess correctly, the unusually pure power of the spirit fruit had indeed melted into Zou Hu's blood, and flowed down the palm of his hand into the blood trough of the ground altar.

Lu Wei took the opportunity to insert the demon slaying pestle in his hand into the eye of the formation.

The blood with a little aura quickly flowed and dispersed along the blood trough, and the dried blood stains in the blood trough turned into strands of plasma as soon as they were soaked in fresh blood with aura.

The aura of this blood paddle is not very strong, but it is a hundred times stronger than Zou Hu's, and at a glance, you can know that it is different from ordinary people's blood.

Suddenly, red, yellow, blue, green, and blue multicolored light clusters fell from the chaotic mist above......

Under the colorful illumination, the blood in the blood trough is even more colorful and weird.

With a "Teng" sound, the flames suddenly rose, and the blood groove was like a fire dragon, and the blood was burning. At this time, there was an illusory totem above the flames, but this totem was very illusory, and if you didn't look carefully, you would never see that it was an ancient and strange picture.

"Smack......" Lu Wei's demon subduing pestle also quietly burst out with golden light.

"Mastiff-woo, mastiff-woo-" A long and high howl suddenly sounded behind Han Xing, and when he turned his head to look, he saw Xiao Xuehu barking wildly at the totem above.

The roar of the snow tiger was suddenly long and hurried, as if it were a call from ancient times.