The time when Elder Taishang Ren Zhengfei returned to the sect was many days earlier than Xiao Yu's master and apprentice. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The speed of the Supreme Mansion Ship was really too fast, and in one day, it searched all over the territory of the Tiansong Empire, but there was no trace of the remnants of the Blood Demon Sect.

When they reacted, the other party spared a big circle, and when they advanced from the Destruction Mountain Range, it was too late to catch up.

So, they had to return early.

And the speed of Xiao Yu and Chen Hu's imperial sword, compared to this Supreme Mansion Ship, is really too far apart.

What's more, before finally returning to the sect, the two of them also set fire to all the ten cities slaughtered by the Eight Directions Divine Dragon Locking Yang Array.

Smoke billowed and flames filled the air, and all the resentment, evil spirit, and corpse qi were in the flames, and along with those corpses, they were reduced to ashes.

If they are not burned, these corpses will inevitably give birth to a lot of powerful resentful spirits, which will plague the surrounding people, especially the ten cities, which are full of dead corpses, and it is too easy to breed plagues.

Xiao Yu and his master Chen Hu naturally wouldn't watch such a thing happen, so they delayed it for a while.

And by the time he returned to the sect the day after he returned, the Feihe Chuan that summoned them for questioning had already arrived in front of them.

"Come to the Kunlun Treasure Hall Hall!"

Feihe's biography was very brief, and when he heard the voice, it turned out to be from Kuching, the Son of the Holy Son, and he didn't understand why Kuching was involved in this matter.

But after thinking about it, I realized that the position of the Holy Son was established for the sake of the candidates for the head of the family, and if there is no accident, after the current head of the sect has stepped into the holy realm, Kuching will be the next head of the sect.

In fact, in the sect, the symbolic meaning is greater than the practical meaning.

The trivial matters in the sect are almost not taken care of by the master, and it is enough for the master to continue to work hard to cultivate.

Externally, teaching is a strong deterrent.

If too much energy is involved in these big and small things within the sect, cultivation will inevitably be affected to a certain extent.

And the person who can be chosen as the head teacher, such as Kuching, is so talented that he is obsessed with cultivation, and he will not pay attention to too many trivial matters if he is asked to manage too many trivial matters.

However, there are some major matters related to the survival of the sect, and the head of the sect will naturally participate in them.

Now the strength of the sect leader has reached the peak of the life dragon realm, and he is only one step away from entering the holy realm, and after arriving at the holy realm, he will automatically step down from the position of the head of the sect, so it is time for Kuching to start contacting the big and small matters within the sect.

Xiao Yu quickly thought about the cause and effect, smiled slightly, stood up, went out to find Master, and prepared to go to the Kunlun Treasure Hall with Master Chen Hu.

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Caozhou.

Throughout the ages, Caozhou has been a big city, and it is also a transportation fortress in the Tang Dynasty. Business travel is endless.

In particular, Caozhou is also backed by Meng Zhuze, one of the three major rivers in the Southern Regions.

Yunmengze, Meng Zhuze, and Shenglongze, and are known as the three major rivers of the Southern Regions, among which there are countless treasures and are famous.

Of course, there are also countless powerful aquatic beasts lurking among them, and it is said that many of the powerhouses of the Dragon Realm have fallen in it, which is extremely dangerous.

And since ancient times, wealth and wealth have been sought in danger, although Meng Zhuze is extremely dangerous, but there are still countless cultivators who come to Meng Zhuze to explore.

On the other hand, this also promoted the prosperity of Caozhou.

As one of the ancient treasure hunters, the Ning family came to Caozhou many years ago, and then after several generations of operation, they almost completely controlled Caozhou in the palm of their hands and became the veritable emperor of Caozhou.

Especially in this generation of the Ning family, there was a person who was accepted as a personal disciple by the high-ranking elders in the Xuanhuang Sword Sect, and the Ning family was almost crazy with excitement.

Countless people couldn't help but shout, the day of Ning's prosperity is coming.

This inevitably created the arrogance of the Ning family!

Even the Ning family's housekeepers were arrogant to the extreme.

Today, the sun was shining, and a middle-aged man in a blood-red robe slowly walked towards the door of the Ning family.

This middle-aged man looks very ordinary, his appearance is ordinary, his eyebrows and eyes are ordinary, his hair is tied up in a regular manner, and he is held by a wooden hairpin, there is no flamboyance of a martial artist at all, and there is no cold temperament, he is completely an ordinary person.

Up and down his body, he didn't even release a little martial artist's breath.

If the only thing that stood out from the rest of the world was the blood-red robe he was wearing, with a strange pattern embroidered on the back.

It was an unknown beast, and its fierce demeanor was outlined by simple lines, and its blood-red eyes seemed to be oozing blood.

It's a pity that the two guards in front of the Ning family didn't notice this, and they were bragging to each other when they saw the middle-aged man approaching, one of them waved his hand impatiently, and didn't ask who it was, so he directly greeted him: "Go, go, this is the Ning family, not where you should come!"

The middle-aged man suddenly laughed, his smile was indescribably weird, as if he was groaning, and it seemed to be mocking: "The Ning family, it's really majestic......

"Huh?"

When the two of them heard the middle-aged man's words, they were stunned, and then they raised their heads together, glanced at the middle-aged man, didn't see anything abnormal, just thought it was an ordinary person, so they waved their hands and shouted disdainfully: "Where are the strangers from, I don't know whether I am alive or dead, get out of here." ”

These two guards didn't see any signs of cultivation at all in this middle-aged man, and those who were qualified to visit the Ning family were all famous people in the rivers and lakes, how could ordinary people have the opportunity to step into the Ning family?

Like middle-aged people, they have seen too much, some are here to beg for a bite to eat, some are delusional to enter the Ning family as servants, and many girls even delusionally want to be favored by the young masters of the Ning family, and jump into the dragon gate overnight, without exception, they were all blown away by the two of them.

They looked at the middle-aged man and each sneered.

However, the two of them, no matter what, could not have imagined that this sentence turned out to be the last sentence in their lives.

The middle-aged man's momentum suddenly changed, and the body that was originally ordinary suddenly released a chilling killing intent.

Rich blood qi rushed into the sky, and endless blood was everywhere.

Behind him, a thousand-foot-tall extraterritorial heavenly demon appeared, roaring wildly and silently.

One of his faces, extremely hideous, his eyes were full of hatred, and he repeated it again, shouting word by word: "Ning family, it's really majestic......

This middle-aged man is the sect master of the Blood Slaying Demon Sect, Long Qianqi.

With that, he walked inside.

I didn't see him make any movements, and the two guards suddenly fell backwards with their backs to the sky, and the seven orifices began to flow blood, and their eyes seemed to see something incredible, full of fear.

"Who are you?

"Hey, stop!"

"Look for death!"

There were cultivators from the Ning family in the front yard, shouting at Long Qianqi.

But the blood swept by, and everyone fell silently, their eyes frightened, and they bled to death.

Long Qianqi didn't stop and walked inside.

On this day, the sun was shining, but the Ning family was shrouded in haze.

The vast courtyard has been bleeding like a river.