"What a strange dream!"

Xue Tong tried hard to recall the details of the dream, and after waking up from the dream, he forgot most of the plot, only remembering that he fought with terrifying people, magic weapons and immortals, and he was injured and crashed to the ground.

"The nightmare is related to the gray spot and my life experience, that place is very similar to Xue Village!"

……

After completing his cultivation in January, Xue Tong turned back to the southwest, and he still had a month and a half to collect.

On the edge of the cliff, in the bushes, and in the wilderness, Xue Tong's footprints traveled hundreds of thousands of miles, all his storage bags were filled, and he had to throw away several beast corpses in the late stage of martial arts. On December 20, not far from the day of his agreed return, a gray cloud rose up and carried him towards the camp.

Weiqing Mountain was in the distance, Xue Tong stared into the distance in mid-air, his pale golden pupils swept over the camp over and over again, and he was suddenly startled, and noticed something unusual!

The day of the meeting is approaching, and the camp that should be lively is empty!

Xue Tong stopped, hiding in the low bushes.

"No, what about the same door, did I come back too early? But at least the peak disciples stationed in the camp should be there. ”

"Could it be..."

Xue Tong shuddered, and a terrible thought emerged in the sea of knowledge: "Could it be that most of the people were caught up in accidents on the way to gather, and the camp was also attacked?"

He didn't dare to think about it further, and suddenly felt that the neighborhood was terrifyingly desolate.

There was not a hint of wind in all directions, the silence was suffocating, the sky was overcast, the clouds were gathering overhead, and a winter rain seemed to be coming.

……

"Fire Bomb!"

Xue Tong in the bushes jumped up, and at a height of more than 100 miles away, a bright fire cloud bloomed in the darkness!

Ask for help from the same door, it seems that something big is happening near the camp!

Xue Tong was like an arrow from the string, rushing towards the direction of the fire cloud.

The sky became more and more gloomy, the rumbling thunder sounded, and the rain began to fall, Xue Tong was soaked, and his depressed and cold mood was even lower.

His powerful golden eyes, in the hazy rain and mist, saw a black dot flying in the distance, the man was dressed in black and wearing a cloak.

"Black?!" Xue Tong's pupils shrank, and his nerves suddenly tensed.

The man in black slowly fell and walked slowly towards him.

Under the cloak, a half-aged face was revealed, and he looked to be over sixty years old. "How old are the people who come to Hongzhou? Why don't you wear the clothes of the Cloud Sect?" Xue Tong's heart froze, and an ominous premonition arose.

The man in black is getting closer and closer, and the huge coercion is increasing step by step, this person is a cultivator in the late stage of the day after tomorrow!

Countless thoughts flashed through Xue Tongzhihai.

The man in black lifted his cloak, his small gray eyes shot a shocking coldness, and he said in a hurry: "It doesn't feel right, half of your senior brothers have been sent to the Netherworld by the old man, and if you are in a hurry to see them, the old man will give you a ride." ”

Xue Tong shivered intentionally and stammered, "Before... Generations from... Where did it come from, why did it kill... Children of the clouds?"

"Zheng Xuan'er doesn't know the current affairs, he has repeatedly refused to cooperate with this sect, and he killed my elder in Pingshan, how can this sect not take revenge, this time let Er and others suffer a heavy setback in Hongzhou, I think Yunxiao Sect still has the confidence to dare to go against this sect?!"

The person who came was Liang Su, the elder of the Blood Sword Sect, and the radical faction within the Blood Sword Sect had already destroyed the Yunxiao Sect, and took advantage of the gathering of the elite disciples of Yunxiao in Hongzhou to formulate a plan, intending to massacre, not only to eliminate Yunxiao's living force, but also to cause it to lose a lot of resources, forcing the Yunxiao Sect to change its hostile strategy, take the initiative to open the Weikui Secret Realm, and show favor to the Blood Sword Sect.

After the conspiracy of Luo Guantong, the deputy sect leader of the Blood Sword Sect, the Dharma protector Du Qingyun and several elders, Liang Su volunteered to sneak into Hongzhou two months ago, intercepted and killed a group of Yunxiao disciples who returned to the camp, seized the jade plate, the transmission note and the fireworks alarm bomb and then traveled around the country, and successively booby-trapped more than 30 people. Half a month ago, he began to ambush around the camp, killing people on sight. Liang Su's cultivation was far above everyone, and the poor Yunxiao disciple had no power to fight back in front of him, and died in an instant.

"Kill at least seventy, and you're sixty-eight." Liang Su said slowly, as if he was talking about something that killed chickens and dogs.

Xue Tong gasped, Zheng Xuan in Liang Su's mouth was the Yunxiao Sect Master, Liang was extremely angry, and his actions were extremely cruel, killing more than sixty people and not caring about it! At this time, Xue Tong had not fully understood the ins and outs of the matter, and he had failed to mobilize his emotions several times, and the more he wanted to stimulate his bloodline, the more he failed.

In the late stage of the day after tomorrow, Liang Su's mana was weak, and even if he was at the fourth level of the Nightmare Bone Technique, he was not his opponent.

Xue Tong forcibly suppressed the panic in his heart, trying to delay time and lure Liang Su to provoke him.

"What happened to the camp? I remember that there were fellow disciples at the peak of the martial arts, and if the situation was not right, the magic circle would be activated immediately, and the formation could not be broken without innate strength. Xue Tong pretended to be confused.

"A bunch of waste, will I let him activate the circle? Before killing, he forced a confession to get a spell, wore a jade card from the sect, mixed in disguise, and one move at a time, and the two stupid pigs died inexplicably. Liang Su was disdainful, and said with a little smugness.

"Regardless of the difference between sects, since Elder Liang is a member of the Xuan Realm, he still has to talk about basic morality, is it a bit too much to do such a conspiracy against innocent juniors?" Xue Tong was angry, and he didn't dare to provoke Liang Su too much to attack on the spot, and he was very cautious in his words.

"Fart! Where is there any morality to speak of for you Yunxiao Sect, block my path to immortal cultivation, kill my junior brother, you all deserve to die, a group of pigs and dogs are not as good as something!" Liang Su's face turned scorched, and he scolded.

"Do you know what Bao Shu died of a few years ago?" Xue Tong's anger rose, and he said with a straight face.

Liang Su's small eyes suddenly widened, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he asked, "Because of what?"

"The surname Bao is despicable and shameless, bullying the soft and afraid of the hard, he only dares to plot against the juniors, you bastard surnamed Liang is a rotten garbage than him, a damn brute!" Xue Tong scolded, further arousing the anger in his chest, and his blood already felt burning.

"Haha, I'll make sure you die comfortably!" Liang Su looked up to the sky and smiled, and grabbed it.

Of course, he was reluctant to arrest Xue Tong to death, how could he dissipate the anger in his heart if he didn't torture it well.

He only used the strength similar to the peak of a martial apprentice, and he would catch Xue Tong first!

A faint palm phantom fell in the air.

Xue Tong's body suddenly swelled with demonic energy, and he punched it out.

He killed the demon tiger with all his strength, and his fist power had reached the middle of the day after tomorrow, and the punch he struck out destroyed the withered and decayed palm shadow, and went straight to Liang Su's chest.

Liang Su's expression changed greatly, he never expected that the junior in the later stage of the martial artist would have such a method, the fist was already close, and his second palm was urgently slapped up.

This time, he used all his might.

"Smack!" The Demon Fist exploded, and the fierce wind tore off Liang Su's cloak.

The moment Xue Tong struck out the evil fist, the Kite Shadow Technique was activated, and his body retreated, crushing four eighth-layer lightning strike talismans.

Four rays of thunder followed.

It is not easy to explode four at the same time, but after all, it is a primary thunder spell, and at best, it is only the force of the early stage of the day after tomorrow.

Liang Su snorted, a burning python jumped up in his palm, swallowed four thunderbolts in one gulp, and pounced on Xue Tong.

Xue Tong was already sweating on his forehead at this time, and the anger in his heart was always the last step away from being able to stimulate the bloodline, and the battle situation started, and the anger suddenly decreased, and it was impossible to arouse the power of the bloodline.

How could he have time to remobilize his emotions, and threw out a rock shield talisman to hit the fire python's head, barely relieving Liang Su's spell counterattack.

As soon as he saw a flower in front of him, Liang Su's figure had blocked the way, and the palm shadow went straight to his heart.

"Dig your heart!"

Xue Tong was shocked, and for the first time he smelled the breath of death, he slammed his fist down, kicked his legs suddenly, and flew backwards with his chest shrunk.

Under the heavy punch, Liang Su's palm shadow sank slightly by two points.

"Kala" scratched Xue Tong's robe.

The four finger marks from the chest to the abdomen grabbed Xue Tong's flesh and blood, reaching an inch deep, revealing the white bones of Sensen.

A sharp pain rushed straight into the brain!

"The kid has the ability, more than any martial artist the old man has ever seen, it's a pity, such a person must die!" Liang Su said angrily.

"If you meet the old man two years later, maybe you will be able to escape this catastrophe..."He continued to attack with words, wanting Xue Tong to die in remorse.

Liang Su stopped suddenly.

He sensed the anomaly, an unusually ferocious murderous aura.

Xue Tong? Where does the murderous aura of the dying come from, only resentment, fear, and pleading.

Liang Su glanced at Xue Tong's bloody chest and abdomen, and felt more and more that something was wrong, the wound had stopped bleeding, shrunk a lot, and even the person's appearance had changed slightly.

The strong murderous aura made his heart shrink, a cool feeling, Liang Su patted the storage bag, and there was an extra cold blood sword in his hand.

He didn't see how Xue Tong moved, and before his eyes could blink, Xue Tong had already arrived in front of him, and his left hand knocked away his magic weapon.

"Die!"

Xue Tong gently squeezed Liang Su's throat with his right hand.

"Lotus... Liang Su inhaled desperately, but the crushed trachea could no longer let him inhale any gas, and the internal wound in his throat was constantly gushing out blood, pouring into his body, and he couldn't hold it for long.

Liang Su's muffled voice gradually subsided, and the primordial spirit floated out...

Xue Tong's blood also cooled down, and the moment the sharp pain entered his brain finally stimulated his blood, allowing him to turn the tide of life and death.

Xue Tong applied Cuihua ointment to the wound, and the injury had partially healed after the blood was stimulated, and it would be fine to recuperate for a few more days.

……

"Sixty-seven people died tragically in the sect, I killed Liang Su with the power of my blood, how did the shocking case end?"

Xue Tong's mind was in turmoil.

"The bloodline must not be revealed to anyone, otherwise it will really become a target in the eyes of most high-level martial artists as Liang Su said!"

"Regardless of jealousy, the path of cultivating immortals, one more potential threat is cleared, the more safe it is, knowing that I have a magical bloodline, there will be too many people who want to kill me."

"If the bloodline can't be exposed, then Liang Su's death must be concealed."

"However, the matter of Liang Su is too important, involving the lives of dozens of fellow disciples and the huge amount of resources collected, is it too naïve to hide this matter?"

Xue Tong untied Liang Su's thick backpack, sixty-seven sect jade plates, and one hundred and ninety-three storage bags.

There were no more storage bags in the storage bags, and most of the disciples of the Yunxiao Sect rushed to Hongzhou with three each.

Xue Tong took off Liang Su's storage bag and retrieved the cold blood sword that was knocked away, and these battle profits naturally belonged to him.

Xue Tong looked at this medium-grade magic weapon, and his eyes lit up.