Chapter 39: Martial Arts Conference

The Western Desert Ghost Domain was built in the low West Desert, and countless dense caverns hollowed out a radius of hundreds of miles, like a spider web, forming a huge ghost camp.

In the camp, evil spirits such as rakshasas and yaksha can be seen everywhere, there are tens of thousands, and a few evil spirits armed with steel forks and long knives are patrolling around. Most of the demons are kneeling under a mysterious altar, chanting words and worshipping them.

On the altar, there was a bloody patch everywhere, and countless resentful spirits roared and howled, trying to escape, but they were tightly imprisoned by the blood-colored talisman.

A man covered in a bloody robe, with long blood-colored hair that completely obscured his eyes, spat out ancient syllables and waved a scepter in his hand. Every swing of the scepter inevitably leaves a trail of blood in the void.

One end of the blood line pierces into the void, and the other end extends into the body of a resentful spirit.

A chilling atmosphere that enveloped the ground low.

The White Wolf Demon Lord, the Purple Wing Demon Lord, and many of his demon generals stood on one side.

"...... This Rausch altar, why am I a little hairy? The burly man turned into the golden ape demon couldn't help but tremble, and said in a low voice, the white wolf demon lord in front of him, dressed in a white robe, with a handsome and delicate face, but his ears were fluffy, with long and sharp points, and he still retained a bit of wolf characteristics.

"Shut up!"

As soon as Jin San finished speaking, a scolding sounded, but it was a big man with a burly figure who was more burly than the Golden Ape Demon.

The white wolf demon lord sits down the second demon general!

"It's really a little scary, these ghost clans are good at sacrifices, those resentful spirits, there are demon clans, there are human races, if it weren't for the demon lord to have an agreement with them, this seat must have destroyed this place. "The white wolf demon lord sat down, and the first demon general was a thin old man, the old man's nose was red, small eyes, small nose, and he always had a kind smile on his face.

But few people know what a murderous and perverted heart is hidden under that kind face.

Suddenly, on the altar, the man covered in blood robe stopped abruptly.

He turned around, and under his loose hair, a pair of green rays shot out, and his voice was a little hoarse: "White Wolf Demon Lord, Purple Wing Demon Lord, your subordinates have sabotaged the plan, so that Bluestone Town has been exposed ahead of schedule, and we haven't captured enough sacrifices yet." ”

"The day when the Ghost King wakes up, you must ...... in advance"

Brush!

Suddenly, the blood-robed man's bloody hair skyrocketed without warning, and the endless blood color instantly pierced the void and was involved in the bodies of the golden ape, turtle demon, leopard demon, and pangolin demon.

Crunch crunch......

The four-headed demon looked at the bloodshot on his body in disbelief, his face began to turn blue, his teeth creaked, and he couldn't resist at all.

Their eyes looked at the White Wolf Demon Lord and the first and second demon generals like a distressed look.

These three-headed demons didn't even look back, and their expressions didn't fluctuate at all.

Soon, the four-headed demon died under the blood hair, and the body was prominent, and the blood hair turned into flying ashes as soon as the blood hair curled. And the blood hair was withdrawn, and each of the four demon cores was pulled out of the void. Above the demon core, there are the four big demons roaring and roaring demon spirits.

"These four-headed demon spirits will be used as compensation. The blood-robed man knocked the demon spirit into the altar, he looked up at the void, and under his long blood-colored hair, a piece of blackened and shriveled skin was revealed: "Seven days later, cut the sacrifices, sacrifice the ghosts and gods, and help the king return!"

"Sacrifice to the ghosts and gods, and help the king return!"

Countless evil spirits, roaring in unison.

The White Wolf Demon Lord's eyes moved, and he looked towards the Purple Wing Demon Lord, and found that the Purple Wing Demon Lord was also looking at him. The two demon lords looked at each other wrongly, and they understood each other's minds.

Things are a little out of your control!

The blood-robed man who had never shown his means seemed to be a little stronger...... Terrible!

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Wuguo, Xiliang County, the top of Shenwu Mountain, the inner gate elders' pavilion.

The Elder Pavilion is the place where the elders of the Shenwu Sect deliberate, and it is commanded by the nine elders of the inner gate.

Today, many elders gathered in the Elders' Pavilion, and Tang Fengcheng also sat in it, as if he had become an audience.

Just when everyone was puzzled, a figure stepped in from the outside.

This man has gray hair, is dressed in coarse linen clothes, and his face looks like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, but the vicissitudes in his eyes can't hide his real age.

"Great Elder!"

An elder exclaimed, "It's actually the Great Elder who has returned." ”

"The Great Elder has traveled for many years, and he wants to break through the Grandmaster Realm, but I don't know if he has succeeded...... Many elders have discussed, and Tang Fengcheng got up and said: "Elders, don't be impatient, I invite everyone to discuss the matter today because there are two major events. ”

Everyone was a martial arts master, and the sudden return of the Great Elder only made them slightly stunned, and they settled down in an instant.

"Elders, there are two things An wants to say today. The Great Elder sat on the chair, got straight to the point, and directly began to announce: "First of all, the annual martial arts conference in the Vientiane Territory will be held in October next year, and this time, my Martial Kingdom has also obtained some places, so you can start to prepare." ”

"What? Martial Arts Tournament? My Martial Arts Country also got a quota ......"

The voices of many elders, who had just calmed down, boiled again.

The Martial Arts Conference is the most powerful event in Vientiane Territory once every decade, led by the three major martial arts sects in Vientiane Territory, and jointly organized by more than a dozen martial arts sects and countries. It is divided into two groups, one is the young generation, the youth martial arts competition under the age of 30.

One group is the Grandmaster Dabi.

The most authoritative Grandmaster List and Heavenly List in the Vientiane Territory are largely determined by the ranking of the Martial Arts Conference.

"The Martial Kingdom has not been eligible to participate in the Martial Arts Conference for a hundred consecutive years......

"The sect master is already a half-step martial saint, and my Shenwu Sect is a six-rank sect, a six-rank sect, and only a six-rank sect is eligible to participate in the martial arts conference. ”

Many elders were talking, and the Great Elder pressed his hands lightly, and the scene immediately fell silent again.

"There is one more thing, very strict, the five true disciples of my Shenwu Sect, as well as the chief disciple of the inner sect, Luo Hu, recently went to Qingshi Town to do a sect mission, but disappeared without a trace, there is no news, it should have been captured. ”

"What? There is such a thing? Could it be those miscellaneous pieces of the Great Xia Immortal Dynasty?"

As soon as the Great Elder finished speaking, one of the elders jumped up.

"It's possible, Great Xia has made a ten-year covenant with my Martial Kingdom, and it will definitely not let the genius disciples of my Martial Kingdom continue to grow, and it is very normal to send spies to assassinate some potential disciples. ”

"It's not the Great Xia Immortal Dynasty. Tang Fengcheng frowned and said: "I have already gone to Qingshi Town to investigate, Qingshi Town should have been invaded by demon beasts a month ago, and none of the townspeople survived...... There's a big battle in the town, and there's a monster corpse everywhere."

Tang Fengcheng's face was stern: "However, the body of the disciple was not found, and yesterday, we received a message for help from the true disciple Kang Yi, which was the last contact with them. ”

"What the demon clan did? This is impossible, there can't be such a powerful and rampant demon beast in my martial country!"

Some elders shook their heads and retorted, but the Great Elder said seriously: "There are no such powerful and rampant demon beasts in my Martial Country, but there are in the Western Desert. ”

He stood up and commanded: "Qingshi Town is close to the Western Desert, it is difficult for humans to survive in the Western Desert, but it is the best place for some demon beasts to survive, since it is not certain that the six disciples are dead, we must use the greatest strength to find them, especially Rahu, he must not die......"