In the past three months, Bu Yunmad's face has stiffened with a smile, and he walks with the wind, and the fullness of the sect's treasure house means that the disciples' cultivation resources have been greatly improved!

The welfare of the sect is so high that it even makes other forces covetous, all of them are rich and flowing, of course, they are not issued casually, they need to make a certain contribution to the sect, or complete the tasks issued by the sect.

Although there are resources, it will take a long time to transform these cultivation resources into strength, and now the Creation of Taoism is like a fat man who can't walk after eating, and if you want to change, you still need to work hard......

In the past three months, the entire Duguang can be regarded as surging, Kunwu Hill is not the only choice, because of the relationship between occupying land and money, many forces have also chosen other hills to migrate, Meng Ying, Tao Tang, and God are all good choices, but it is not the world of the human race.

Although it is dangerous, it also represents an opportunity, although the black and white hill is a little harder, but there are still many forces willing to stick into it.

The creation of Taoism has naturally spread all over the city, and various families have followed suit, in order to make a profit, but the results are very small, after all, success can not be copied at will, and the light and important are carefully grasped......

Many forces are salivating for the Creation of Taoism, after all, it is now a big cake, and it is all the kind of cream, everyone wants to take a bite, and the gain is not just a little as simple.

Now that the Heavenly Materials and Earth Treasures gathered by the Creation Daoist Sect are connected to the Big Brother of the Heavenly Immortal Sect, they are also red-eyed......

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On the Zhuxian Peak of the Guard's Hill, Luo Yunwu listened to the report of his subordinates with a gloomy face, and Wang Da's face was also extremely ugly.

In the past three months, the Guard's Hill has lost the most power, almost all of them have gone to Kunwu Hill, and it is not difficult to guess that the eighteen spirit guides are not much different from the fifteen!

One of the most important things is that after the annual payment, the Tongtian Immortal Sect's tax is extremely heavy, almost 30% of the annual income of each family.

In this way, Kunwu is more desirable in comparison, although the one-time payment is relatively large, and the aura is also reduced, but there is no need to make offerings for a hundred years, and the pressure has been reduced a lot.

It can also be developed, otherwise in the Guard's Hill, under such terrifying taxes, each family will not even have the strength to develop, and all of them will be suppressed, which is also the means of the Tongtian Immortal Sect!

If you go on like this, you will still be used to him if you don't leave? The eighteen spirit guides can't keep people anymore......

Wang Da gritted his teeth and said: "Damn, it's hard to see the benefits of the Creation Daoist Sect like this, the people who go to the hill of my guard, and the things I have from the Tongtian Immortal Sect!"

Luo Yunwu sneered: "How much can he pretend? Don't you still understand the truth that people are not enough to swallow elephants?"

Wang Da was puzzled: "You mean ......?"

"Let me wait for a hundred years? It's impossible! As long as the qi of one yuan is in Li Qinglian's hands for one day, he won't want to stop cultivating Taoism!" Luo Yunwu said with a cold look in his eyes.

Wang Da frowned: "But in this case, what if Li Qinglian's dog jumps over the wall in a hurry and ruin......s the qi of one yuan?"

Luo Yunwu sneered: "He dare! The One Yuan Qi is the only shield for him to create Taoism, once it is gone, they can't bear my anger! Besides, who knows that it was my hand?"

He settled on Li Qinglian, this is the power of the strong, with strength, you can come no matter what, the Taoism of Creation is weak, so you have to struggle to survive in it......

"How's the nail that arranged the past?" Luo Yunwu said.

Wang Da sighed and said: "I have been kicked back, and I don't know the news from them, but the old guy from Buyun Crazy has not been less to stick nails in our side, and the news is ...... in time."

Luo Yunwu frowned deeply and said: "Find out, it's all clear, if you don't know it, you can also use it, you know what I mean, if the nail is kicked back, it will be inserted again!"

Wang Da nodded heavily, but this also takes time, as Li Qinglian said, he Luo Yunwu will definitely not wait for a hundred years, he will definitely make a move, but it will take time.

And at this time, Zhengrong Creation Taoism breathes, and it must be grasped, and if it cannot be grasped, it will be difficult to escape the end of destruction.

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On the other side, in the endless sea of blood in the Red Hope Hill, after the battle of the blood sea, the Star Luo Islands were also destroyed, and now they have become the Blood Cloud Island.

However, it was the Qingshan Spirit Island moved by several blood kings from other places, placed in the sea of blood, as a temporary mountain gate, and in ten years, it has begun to take shape!

Now the sea of blood seemed to be about to dry up, only a third of the depth remained, and a large area of the seabed was exposed to the air, and it was extremely ugly and a withered scene.

However, in the sea of blood at this moment, there was already blood light rushing into the sky, and one after another blood-colored pillars of light reached the sky, suppressing the sea eye, and at this moment, in the depths of the blood cloud island, in front of the sea eye, there was a person standing, it was Yan Chuan.

Above the eyes of the sea, there was a person sitting cross-legged, the blood-red skin was extremely dry, like exposed muscles and flesh, a bloody horn rose to the sky, the white eyebrows and white beard were also yellow, and the scarlet bloody eyes showed exhaustion, who was it if it was not the blood ancestor?

On the backbone behind him, nine corpse nails are still inserted in it, and the rolling blood can flow down the chains behind the corpse nails, rushing into the sea eye, and the sea eye that can't stop being violent as if it will collapse at any time is calmed down by this blood color, and this situation has lasted for a whole decade.

The only difference is that on the nine corpse nails at this moment, there is a faint trace of time power, which is extremely weird.

"Say, what's the matter?" said the Blood Ancestor, as if he had exhausted all his strength after saying these words......

"When are you going to start? Li Qinglian is now living a smooth sail, her cultivation has increased dramatically, and her strength is overwhelming, and no one can compare with it!"

"The Creation Daoist Sect is also thriving at the moment, and my Chiwang Hill has lost countless forces, coupled with the reduction of aura, the Blood Cloud Sect is now in ruins!"

"How long do you think I can hold out? If I continue like this, it won't take me a thousand years, and my Blood Cloud Sect will die. There's no one to help you then, so what are you waiting for?

Yan Chuan said with a hideous face, even a little hysterical, he saw it thoroughly, he couldn't stop the loss of power, plus the original Blood Cloud Sect was not evenly matched, deception and betrayal were the most common, but at this moment, the disciples in the sect also walked a lot......

He's in a hurry!

Blood Ancestor glanced at Yan Chuan unhurriedly and said, "How are you doing?"

A touch of madness flashed in Yan Chuan's eyes and said: "Naturally, I took Li Qinglian's life, without Li Qinglian, the Creation Daoist Sect will definitely be defeated like a mountain, and my Blood Cloud Sect is not without a chance to make a comeback!"

Blood Ancestor shook his head and said, "The time is not right, you can't kill his ......"

Yan Chuan said in disbelief with red eyes: "Timing and timing, you always talk about timing, when is the timing?" Obviously, I have planted that thing, but you ...... it."

Blood Ancestor sneered and said, "I am now in the eyes of the sea, even if I speak, I have used all my strength, do you really think that I can do anything? Don't be lost by hatred, has your state of mind been broken by him?"

Speaking of this, Yan Chuan's face turned pale, he naturally knew that there was something wrong with his state of mind, otherwise he would not have been so hysterical before, Li Qinglian was a thorn in his heart.

"Hmph, I naturally know that as long as Li Qinglian dies, my state of mind will naturally be flawless!" Yan Chuan said angrily.

Blood Ancestor shook his head and sighed: "The time has not come, I can't move him, Li Qinglian is too big, but he is not so easy to kill......"

Obviously, the Blood Ancestor already had a little understanding of Li Qinglian's roots, and the terrible thing was that after he understood it, he still had confidence, which was terrifying......

Yan Chuanqi's body was trembling, he turned around and left, gritted his teeth and said, "I want to see what you will do when your so-called time comes!"

The body turned into blood light and disappeared, and only the blood ancestor was left in the cave, looking at Yan Chuan's disappearing back, he shook his head helplessly, and muttered: "It's useless...... It's useless......"

Then he licked his lips, and his scarlet tongue had barbs on it: "But it's a delicious ......."

What flickered in his eyes was something called greed, he looked down at the sea eye sitting down, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a strange smile and said, "Don't worry...... Cubs, don't worry, this world will eventually be the world of my Shura clan, and no one can stop it...... Back then, the Styx was like this, Hongjun was like this, but now the world has changed greatly, and no one can stop it......"

The Blood Ancestor is planning an earth-shattering scheme, involving too many things, and things are far from being as simple as imagined.

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Above the sea of blood, a peach tree is floating in the sky, but at this moment it is full of decay, as if it is about to die completely, and the peach blossom road is filled with a smell of decay, and there are withered yellow fallen leaves everywhere, and there is no popularity at all.

The leaves were falling all over the sky, and there was something called desolation in the air, and it was so silent that there was only the sound of the smelly sea breeze blowing, mixed with bursts of sobbing.

I saw that on the thick branches of the peach tree, Tao Bao was wearing a pink short skirt, sobbing silently, tears had already wet the dress, her beautiful eyes were red like rabbits, and her pretty face was full of mottled tears, she didn't know how long she had been sobbing......

It was the blood grandmother who was holding it in her arms. I saw that at this moment, the blood browning was thick and terrifying, and her body was withered, as if she would turn into a paralyzed carrion at any time, she was dying, and the fire of life was as weak as a candlelight.

Endless essence rushed out of the peach tree, and it was infused into the body of the blood grandmother, renewing her life, which had lasted for three years!

Even Tao Bao's body is extremely weak, the peach tree has lost a lot of essence, and it is on the verge of withering, and it is almost impossible to maintain Tao Bao's body.

But she didn't care, she didn't want her Yanniang to leave, she didn't want to face this cold world alone, so he didn't hesitate to pour his essence into the body of the blood grandmother, ten years like a day, without stopping......

"Yan Niang...... Don't go...... Don't leave Taobao alone, don't ...... Woo."

On the peach tree, Taobao was left alone to sob, and the cry echoed in the sea of blood, which lasted for a long time......