The "empty boat" stopped over a small desert oasis.

The oasis is small, only a few dozen square kilometers in size, and dozens of rough and simple stone houses are sparsely built on it.

At this time, in front of the doors and roofs of those simple stone houses, there were hundreds of monks dressed in different colors, these people were standing on the roofs and on the ground, raising their necks to look at the empty building ship that suddenly flew in the sky, and the more than thirty sword lights that flew out of the empty building ship, their faces were full of fear.

Zhou Yang stood in the air with his feet on the flying sword, his gaze did not linger on the monks on the ground who were in the Qi cultivation period, but directly looked at a battle group thousands of meters in front of him.

In the sky thousands of meters away, Zhang Yunpeng, who was one step ahead, was being besieged by more than a dozen foundation building monks and a seventh-layer monk of the Purple Mansion with more than one enemy, looking quite embarrassed.

But it's just embarrassing, as a wind-based spiritual root cultivator, Zhang Yunpeng may not be good at defense, but speed and attack are his strengths.

Before Zhou Yang and the others arrived, after he followed the Soul Chasing Blood Bird to find this small oasis hidden by the phantom array, he immediately alarmed the sand bandits who practiced in the oasis, and then was besieged by the sand bandits.

It's just that although there are many sand bandits, no one can keep up with his speed, and he relies on his supernatural "wind escape technique" to turn danger into a disaster at a critical moment without harming the roots.

At this time, when he saw the Chen family ancestor's empty boat coming, he hurriedly shook the fourth-order high-grade magic weapon "Spirit Wind Flag" in his hand, and his figure disappeared in place in an instant like an invisible wind, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of Zhou Yang and them.

When those sand bandits saw this, their faces instantly became extremely ugly.

They besieged Zhang Yunpeng before and didn't take down each other, but now there is another ancestor of the Chen family who has a higher cultivation, and the number of monks in the foundation building period who is twice as large as theirs, how can they fight?

"Chen Daoyou came just in time, although this guy on the other side is wearing a mask, but just now I fought with him, the means that this person showed are definitely not the style of my boundless sand sea immortal cultivation realm, it seems that the news of the sect is not wrong, and sure enough, there are other people from the immortal cultivation world lurking over to make trouble. ”

In the sky, Zhang Yunpeng returned to the Chen family's ancestor's side, looked gloomily at the Zifu period sand bandit with a grimace mask on the opposite side, and said his discovery in a cold tone.

When the ancestor of the Chen family heard him say this, he couldn't help but snort coldly: "Hmph, the old man doesn't care what his origin is, he dares to kill my Chen family's foundation building monk in this boundless sand sea cultivation immortal realm, and destroy my Chen family's Fang City, even if there is a Yuan Infant Stage monk standing behind him, the old man will also kill him to avenge the death of those clansmen of my Chen family!"

He looked at the Purple Mansion Stage monk opposite with a cold gaze, and he did not hide his killing intent.

He had no way out, just like what he said in his words, even if there was really a Yuan Infant Stage monk standing behind this Purple Mansion Monk, he would kill the other party.

If this is not done, not only will the prestige and reputation of the Chen family be completely destroyed, but even the hearts of the people within the family will also be lost.

The clansmen don't care what background the murderer has, they only see that their patriarch is a greedy person who is afraid of death, and he can obviously kill the murderer to avenge the innocent clansmen, but they sit and watch the other party leave.

How can such a patriarch and such a family make people feel loved, give people a sense of belonging, and make people believe that the family will really take care of themselves?

Once the people's hearts are scattered, the Chen family will still have him, a monk in the Purple Mansion period, and the decline and decline will be a foregone conclusion in the future, so he might as well gamble, it is better to be cool, and slaughter the guy in front of him first.

"If you want to kill the old man, do you think you can really do it? Since you have found this place, then let us see the real chapter today!"

On the side of the sand bandits, the Purple Mansion monk wearing a grimace mask laughed strangely, and the blood on his body flashed, and a terrifying momentum like a demon suddenly rose from him.

"The ninth floor of the Purple Mansion!"

"Demon Dao Demon!"

The ancestors of the Chen family and Zhang Yunpeng, their faces changed in unison, and they looked at the grimace mask man with a shocked face and exclaimed.

The two of them were like this, not to mention Zhou Yang and other foundation building period monks.

Under the pressure of the huge momentum cover of the ninth layer of the Purple Mansion of the Grimace Mask Man, in addition to Chen Ping'an, Liu Qingsong and other monks in the late stage of foundation building who could still hold their bodies still, all the monks below the late stage of foundation building, including Zhou Yang, were all pressed to the point that their bodies sank, and they all fell from a few zhang to dozens of zhang.

Like Zhou Xuanhao, a monk who was barely building a foundation and was on the first floor of the foundation, he almost fell off the flying sword without being impacted by this momentum, and he made a big appearance.

And so it was!

Zhou Yang desperately mobilized his mana to resist the momentum of the grimace mask man, and at the same time shouted wildly in his heart.

His guess was finally verified after the other party no longer hid his strength and revealed his true identity.

And the ghost-faced masked man who revealed his true identity did not pay any attention to the exclamations of the Chen Family Ancestor and Zhang Yunpeng, after he released a profound demonic cultivation, he waved his hand and shot out a blood-colored demonic light that fell into the desert oasis below, showing the back hand he had prepared.

"Come out, my servant!"

A low cheer came from the mouth of the grimace mask, and the dozen or so bulging tombs on the oasis ground suddenly exploded.

Whoa!

The roar like a beast came out of those exploding tombs one after another, and then one after another, the bloody demon corpses, like cannonballs out of the chamber, "swished" out of the tombs, appearing in the sight of Zhou Yang and others.

Each of these bloody demon corpses exudes the momentum of the early stage of foundation building to the late stage of foundation building, and each head is refined from the corpses of monks in the foundation building period.

After they were sacrificed by the Demon Dao Cultivators with the Corpse Refining Method, they could no longer see what they were before they were born, and their hideous faces, sharp and sharp fangs, sharp and narrow nails, and blood-colored horns that humans could not possess, all showed their alien identity.

"Boom, now we're even!"

The Grimace Masked Man looked at the bloody demon corpses on the ground that he had carefully cultivated, and his mouth burst into a strange laugh.

Then he stretched out his hand and directly removed the grimace mask from his face, revealing a young face as pale as snow.

"Introduce yourself, old man Blood Moro, the thirty-eighth generation descendant of the Blood Demon Sect!"

This demon monk who called himself "Blood Moro" was obviously a young face like Zhou Yang, but the words that came out of his mouth were old-fashioned and arrogant.

However, when he said this, no one had any opinions, the person who could cultivate to the ninth layer of the Purple Mansion would definitely not be a young man in his twenties and thirties, and there were not many exercises and elixirs in the immortal cultivation world that could last forever, and no immortal cultivator would be superficial enough to judge the age of another immortal cultivator by his face.

Zhou Yang and the others were surprised that the identity of this "Blood Moro" exploded.

The thirty-eighth generation descendant of the Blood Demon Sect!

This identity is very unfamiliar to those of them who are in the Boundless Sand Sea Immortal Cultivation Realm, and the monks who have heard of the "Blood Demon Sect" this demon sect may not exceed one palm.

But this does not prevent them from being surprised by the identity of the other party.

As we all know, because of the reason why everyone shouts and beats the Demon Dao monks, the internal sects have almost no room for the survival of small sects, and the Demon Dao sects that do not have monks above the Jindan period cannot be passed on in the immortal cultivation world at all.

In this case, this Blood Moro claims to be the thirty-eighth generation descendant of the "Blood Demon Sect", so his identity is almost comparable to the head of the Huangsha Gate.

"Hmph, the Blood Demon Sect is indeed powerful, and the name of the Blood Demon Heavenly Demon is even more well-known in the Liuyun Continent Immortal Cultivation Realm, but you are only a ninth-level cultivator in the Purple Mansion, and you dare to call yourself a descendant of the Demon Sect, it's really a big breath, and I'm not afraid that your uncles and uncles will pick your skin and make a bloody corpse after hearing your words!"

The ancestor of the Chen family seemed to know the situation of the "Blood Demon Sect", and when Zhou Yang and the others were still surprised by the words of the Blood Moro, he mocked the other party with a sneer on his face.

Ever since this Blood Moro revealed his identity as a Demon Dao cultivator, he was actually relieved when he was shocked by the powerful cultivation of the ninth layer of the other party's Purple Mansion.

Since Blood Moro is a demon monk, if he kills this person, not only will he have no fault, but he will have great merit.

Therefore, when he saw this Blood Mo Luo Tian shamelessly claiming to be the thirty-eighth generation descendant of the Blood Demon Sect, and he thought that he knew the situation of the Blood Demon Sect, he immediately sneered and mocked the other party unceremoniously.

However, after he finished speaking, the blood Moro didn't have time to reply, and Zhang Yunpeng, who was standing not far from him, said with a solemn face: "Brother Chen, be careful, this fang may not be lying!"

"As far as Zhang knows, the bloody Heavenly Demon that has ravaged the Liuyun Continent Immortal Cultivation Realm for thousands of years was betrayed by his disciples decades ago, and was raided by more than ten Yuan Infant Cultivators in the Liuyun Continent Immortal Cultivation Realm, and has been beaten to the point that he has been completely destroyed!"

"After that battle, the Blood Demon Sect, one of the three major sects of the Blood Demon Dao, was almost completely wiped out by the high-level above the Jindan stage, and most of the hidden strongholds, including the head rudder of the sect, were also uprooted, and the number of Demon Dao demons who fell directly exceeded three thousand, which can be described as the biggest victory in the past few thousand years!"

The words in Zhang Yunpeng's mouth were fast and urgent, and he had already finished them all before Blood Moro could speak.

And after he finished talking about what he knew, he looked at Blood Moro with a gloomy face and shouted angrily: "The Blood Demon Sect can't hide in the Liuyun Continent Immortal Cultivation Realm, so you want to come to our Extreme West Immortal Cultivation Realm to stir up the wind and rain?

"Guy, since you know so much about the current situation of the Demon Sect, why do you still ask such stupid words?"

There was a strange smile on Blood Moro's face, and his tone was full of disdain and laughed: "That's right, you hillbillies who are the emperor of the soil behind closed doors in the desert are soft persimmons, and after the Demon Sect swallows your soft persimmon and recovers its vitality, it will definitely return to Liuyun Continent and make those traitors pay for their betrayals!"