"This is the headquarters of the Bloody Cloak Sect?"

Looking at the abyss secret realm in front of him, Lin Yifan asked in a deep voice.

At this moment, he and Ning Qin, who had already woken up, were standing in front of an abyss, and the yin and evil ghost aura below the abyss, even if he didn't come in person, he could feel it.

Regarding Lin Yifan's question, Ning Qin, who was beside him, did not answer, but was sulking.

The next moment, I saw Lin Yifan holding her in his arms with a big move, lifting her delicate chin, and said with a smile: "What's the matter?

Looking at Lin Yifan's eyes, a hint of shame flashed in Ning Qin's eyes, but he still said coldly: "Do you still have any feelings for that slut?"

Facing Ning Qin's questioning, Lin Yifan smiled and said, "Does this matter? I can only be your person now, and you have already defeated her." ”

Hearing Lin Yifan's words, Ning Qin, who was still a little angry, suddenly became much better.

"Yes, I finally won that slut, presumably, that slut must be in pain now!"

Looking at the smug appearance of the woman in front of him, Lin Yifan was not ready to break her beautiful illusions.

After all, in his impression, Linglong is not a woman who will be immersed in pain and unable to extricate herself.

"See you next time, I guess it won't be so easy, right?"

Ning Qin on the side didn't know what Lin Yifan was thinking at this moment, only to see her fly towards the bottom of the abyss, and said proudly/"This is the headquarters of my Bloody Clothes Sect, you righteous guys, I'm afraid you would never have thought that my father would put the headquarters in this place." ”

"Indeed, the abyss of unjust souls, there are many ghosts in it, even the ghost kings of the Yuan infancy stage are not a few, and even the great monks dare not trespass, it is indeed a natural barrier. ”

Lin Yifan nodded.

Soon, the two slowly fell into the abyss, and in an instant, from under the abyss, it seemed that thousands of unjust souls smelled the breath of living beings and let out bursts of wails.

Lin Yifan's body flew out with the red dragon sword around him, vigilantly looking around.

Seeing this, Ning Qin smiled at the corner of his eyes, and did not explain much.

Immediately, he saw Ning Qin's right hand flip, and there was an extra black jade talisman in his hand.

The jade talisman exuded a faint light, enveloping the two of them in it, and the next moment, the thousands of unjust souls who had already become restless suddenly quieted down.

Noticing Lin Yifan's curious gaze, Ning Qin explained: "This is the ghost talisman that my father refined, which can isolate vitality and not be detected by the thousands of unjust souls in the abyss, and only through this ghost talisman can we of the Blood Clothes Sect freely enter and exit the abyss of unjust souls without being attacked by the thousands of unjust souls inside." ”

"I see!"

Lin Yifan nodded thoughtfully, and did not ask for a look at the ghost talisman, acting as if he didn't care very much.

In this regard, Ning Qin just smiled and didn't say anything.

The speed of the two was neither fast nor slow, and after about a pillar of incense, the two appeared in front of a huge palace built in the middle of a cliff.

"Whew, Whew"

The moment the two of them appeared, they saw two yin winds sweeping in.

Lin Yifan's pupils shrank slightly, just because, what appeared in front of them were two ghost generals of the Jindan stage!

"Don't be nervous, these are the two Jindan ghost generals that my father subdued in his early years, and now I can't help my father anymore, so I can only use them to guard the temple gate. ”

Ning Qin said with a smile.

Lin Yifan could see that this woman couldn't hide the pride in her eyes, but it was no wonder that using Jindan Ghost to guard the door, such a big deal was not comparable to any sect.

The two Jindan ghost generals seemed to know Ning Qin, and then bared their hideous fangs at Lin Yifan, and let the two of them go.

The gate of the palace opened suddenly, and in an instant, Lin Yifan saw that there was a hole in the palace.

Countless attics suspended in mid-air, none of them exuded a weak aura.

"The owner of these attics is at least a monk in the foundation building period, the deeper he goes, the stronger the aura of the owner of the attic, Jin Dan Zhenren is just ordinary, I'm afraid, even if it is the ancestor of the Yuanying Ancestor, there are not a few,"

While flying towards the depths with Ning Qin beside him, Lin Yifan kept observing the surroundings.

During this period, Lin Yifan also saw many monks in bloody clothes coming and going, everyone was in a hurry, and they didn't seem to see Lin Yifan and the others.

"Hehe, Qin'er, how can you say that you are also the young master of this Bloody Cloth Sect, why don't these people even have basic etiquette when they see you?"

Lin Yifan asked seemingly casually.

Hearing this, Ning Qin couldn't help but pout, and said, "In my Blood Clothes Sect, only the blood son has the qualification to command these blood slaves, and my father has always been unwilling to let the family inherit the position of a blood son. ”

"Blood slave, blood son?"

Lin Yifan pondered in his heart what Ning Qin had just said.

In fact, over the years, although the Bloody Cloth Sect has dominated one side, the Martial Kingdom Immortal Cultivation Realm does not know much about this mysterious sect.

Because, it is almost impossible for the Bloody Cloth Sect to plant spies, and it is impossible for the Bloody Clothes to have captives.

"Qin'er is back?"

At this moment, a voice sounded in the ears of the two of them.

The next moment, Lin Yifan only felt that the scene in front of him had changed, and he himself had already appeared in a dim palace.

"It's so strong!"

Lin Yifan was shocked in his heart, you must know that he had naturally reached the fifth layer of Jindan, plus what he cultivated was the "List of Ten Thousand Swords" of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate, even among the real people of Jindan, he was not a weakling.

However, just now, he barely reacted and was moved here.

With such a terrifying means of changing the heavens and the earth, changing shapes and things, he estimated that even the contemporary Ten Thousand Sword Ancestors did not have such an ability.

"Bloodcloth Sect Master!"

A thought appeared in his heart, and at this moment, his attention was naturally attracted by the blood-colored figure above.

"Father!"

At this moment, Ning Qin did not have the willfulness and recklessness of his usual days, and shouted with some fear.

It's just that the blood-colored figure above didn't seem to hear her voice, and just focused on Lin Yifan.

"The Red Dragon Sword Immortal, one of the thirteen sword immortals of ten thousand swords, is really a generation of Tianjiao, and Qin'er's heart belongs to you, which is understandable. ”

An indifferent voice came from the mouth of the blood-colored figure.

"Give this seat a reason not to kill you, how do you prove that you are not a righteous traitor?"

"Father, he ......"

Hearing her father's words, Ning Qin couldn't help but feel anxious, although she didn't have much contact with her father, she knew that if her father really wanted to kill someone, he wouldn't let go.

It's just that before Ning Qin's words were spoken, Lin Yifan stretched out his hand to stop him.

took a step forward, only to see Lin Yifan arch his hand and say: "Junior Lin Fan has seen a blood-clothed senior!"

"With the ability of the seniors, do you really need to worry that the juniors are spies? Besides, even if the juniors are spies, the strength of the Blood Cloak Sect is not enough to make the juniors rebel against the righteous path?"

"Hehe, you're bold!"

The blood-colored figure smiled: "Your affairs are already known by this seat, if you want to cultivate the Bloody Clothes Divine Skill, this seat can satisfy you, I hope you will not regret it in the future." ”

"As long as you can climb to the top of this road, the younger generation will never regret it!"

Lin Yifan said.

As soon as Lin Yifan's voice fell, a bloody light instantly flew out from the fingertips of the blood-colored figure and landed at the center of Lin Yifan's eyebrows.

The next moment, Lin Yifan only felt that in his mind, there seemed to be a sea of learning.

The terrible tsunami, accompanied by the smell of blood, almost washed away Lin Yifan's sanity.

However, he still gritted his teeth and persevered, the beads of sweat were low, and his body trembled slightly, but he did not fall.

"Okay, Qin'er, take him down. ”

When the scarlet figure had done all this, he said no more.

"Yes, Father!"

Ning Qin was a little worried about Lin Yifan's situation at the moment, but he didn't dare to make a mistake here, and now that he had received his father's order, he naturally hurriedly helped Lin Yifan to leave.

When the two of them left, they saw the blood-colored figure suddenly open its eyes, as if it was talking to the void of nothingness.

"Qing Lao, what do you think of this son?"

As soon as the blood-colored figure finished speaking, a rickety figure appeared beside him.

The next moment, I could only hear the rickety figure say in a very hoarse voice: "This son is a manufacturable material, but it is still unknown whether he will truly convert to the Divine Religion. ”

"Hehe, indeed, this son is born with a backbone, but it is not credible. ”

The blood-colored figure said with a smile: "However, there is one thing that can be seen from this seat, he is a very smart person, and smart people sometimes know how to make trade-offs. ”

"This son is right, even if he is a spy, but after seeing the power of the Divine Sect, I am afraid he will not be willing to leave. ”

The rickety figure echoed: "It's just, the young master's side ......"

seemed to know what the rickety figure wanted to say, but the blood-colored figure waved his hand and said, "It's okay, Qin'er has grown up, and there are some things that she will only be more mature after she has experienced it." ”

"Okay, let's not talk about Qin'er, Qing Lao, what's going on with the Imperial Beast Sect?"

Hearing the question of the blood-colored figure, the rickety figure trembled slightly, and then said respectfully: "Sect Master, it has been investigated clearly, it is indeed the person back then, do we need to act immediately?"

"Hehe, sure enough, it's him, after so many years, it's become the climate. ”

The blood-colored figure said: "Don't worry about him for the time being, I heard that recently, there seems to be a real person in Jindan, which gives you a headache?"

Hearing this, a look of helplessness flashed in the eyes of the rickety figure: "Sect Master, it's the incompetence of subordinates." ”

"That's it, that little monk called Skyrim is a little special, arrange it and dispose of it as soon as possible, after all, it's time for our Bloody Clothes Sect to be born. ”

The blood-colored figure said lightly.

It's just that as soon as these words came out, it made the rickety figure around him excited, after all, hundreds of years of dormancy, just for this moment, how could he not be excited?

"Yes, my subordinates will do it immediately!"

The rickety figure said respectfully.

As soon as the words fell, I saw its figure burst like a bubble and disappear into the darkness.