"Big brother, Jiang Zhenhua is becoming more and more unreinformed, if this continues, the monks in the city will inevitably notice the merchants, and now that many Zhuji monks are missing, it has caused panic among the monks in the city, and the number is not as good as before!" In a secret room in the backyard of the City Lord's Mansion, Yang Weihong looked at a majestic middle-aged man in front of him with a dissatisfied expression.

Listening to his title, it can be seen that this person is his eldest brother, Yang Kaifeng in Zhongyang City.

"Second brother, don't be impatient, Senior Brother Jiang has cultivated to a critical point, this blood sacrifice is an indispensable link in the Blood Soul Sect's exercises, although he is a little impatient, but it is also forced by the situation, you send more people to arrest some loose cultivators and come back, it is really not good, you personally kill a few small sects, and supply Senior Brother Jiang to cultivate, so that he will not attack the monks in the city!" Yang Kaifeng smiled slightly on his majestic face, and said indifferently.

"Big brother, you have to think twice, although this Jiang Zhenhua ancestor has an old relationship with my Yang family, but Zhongyang City is the ancestral business of my Yang family, and if he continues to mess around like this, Zhongyang City will be ruined!" Yang Weihong persuaded bitterly.

Since the end of the fair, Jiang Zhenhua asked the Yang family to provide him with a large amount of flesh and blood on the grounds that the exercises had encountered a bottleneck.

Yang Weihong naturally agreed to his request, but as time went on, Jiang Zhenhua's appetite grew, and in the end, he was not satisfied with the amount he provided, so he secretly arrested the monk in the city.

Although many foundation building monks have disappeared, Jiang Zhenhua's cultivation is too high, but he has not been discovered.

As a result, not only the resident monks of Zhongyang City, but even the scattered cultivators and small forces that came and went began to decrease, which directly affected the income of Zhongyang City.

And Yang Weihong, who is extremely fond of the ancestral industry, has also changed from being respectful before to being dissatisfied now.

"Hmph, second brother, you are too worried, I am thinking about the ancestral cause of the Yang family, once Senior Brother Jiang achieves the Yuan Infant Sage, he will definitely help me with all his might, and then I will have the opportunity to achieve the Yuan Infant, even if I can't do it in my lifetime, with my Yang family's kindness and friendship with Senior Brother Jiang, he will inevitably support my Yang family, just imagine that with the Yang family under the care of the Yuan Infant Sage, won't it soar?" Yang Kaifeng snorted coldly, and said with displeasure on his face.

"Big brother...... Hey!" Seeing that Yang Kaifeng was indifferent, Yang Weihong's full of comfort turned into a sigh, and he had to shake his head helplessly.

Looking at Yang Weihong's somewhat lonely back, Yang Kaifeng's eyes flashed with a gleam, and he muttered to himself: "Jiang Zhenhua, you'd better not lie to the old man, otherwise you'll ......"

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, a strange wave came, this fluctuation did not make a huge sound, but it seemed to rise in the bottom of a person's heart.

And there is a strange power that attracts people's minds and makes people feel in a trance.

Even if it was Yang Kaifeng, who was the Great Perfection of the Formation Dan, he was all induced, and the other low-level cultivators could be imagined.

The wings of his nose twitched slightly, and he gently sniffed the smell in the air, Yang Kaifeng's brows furrowed slightly, and he noticed that there was a strong yin and cold blood qi in this breath, and it exuded bursts of evil energy.

This is not a simple demonic aura, there is a resentful aura in it, and it is the aura emitted by countless living souls after being sacrificed alive.

"Senior Brother Jiang, what are you going to do here?"

Just as Yang Kaifeng was thinking, there was a sudden loud shout in the sky outside, followed by a strange laugh, and then a strong fluctuation of vitality.

"Not good!"

Leaning out his divine sense, Yang Kaifeng secretly snorted, and the black demonic qi on his body flashed and disappeared out of the house in an instant.

I saw that above the sky, nine blood-colored skeletons with a height of two meters and strange shapes were surrounding Yang Weihong, and a strange roar came out of his mouth, bringing a disgusting fishy wind between the movements.

Not far away, there was a person standing out of thin air, it was Jiang Zhenhua, looking at Yang Weihong who was surrounded with a sneer.

"Big brother, hurry up, this Jiang Zhenhua has bad intentions!" Seeing Yang Kaifeng appear, Yang Weihong, who was surrounded by the group, hurriedly shouted.

"Senior Brother Jiang, what do you mean, don't you let go of my second brother quickly!" Seeing the nine skeletons, Yang Kaifeng's pupils shrank suddenly, but he still shouted at Jiang Zhenhua, and his body shook and he was about to rush forward.

"What do you mean, Brother Yang doesn't see it very clearly? My Xuan Demon Nine Soul Puppet has just taken shape, and I need the flesh and blood of a few Jiedan monks to condense my cultivation, so Senior Brother Yang can't wait to send it to the door!" Jiang Zhenhua's dark red demonic qi flashed around him, blocking it in an instant, his eyebrows raised, and his shoulders shrugged slightly.

"You...... Senior Brother Jiang, do you really want to sacrifice my second brother's blood?" Yang Kaifeng's expression froze, and his voice was a little obscure mixed with disbelief.

"Hehe, of course, as you can see!" Jiang Zhenhua smiled slightly, looked him up and down, and said with an evil smile on the corner of his mouth: "Brother Yang has helped this sect so much, why don't you do it to the end, how about sending the Jindan Divine Soul together?"

"...... you" A chill flashed in Yang Kaifeng's eyes, thinking of what Yang Weihong had said to him before, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and then his face was full of horror: "Are you planning to ...... Castle Festival!"

The rules of the Blood Soul Sect have been passed down through the dynasties, but whenever a monk breaks through the Yuan Infant, he will choose a city of blood sacrifice, in order to demonstrate the strong strength of the Blood Soul Sect.

Of course, this city can choose to choose a large and small one, but depending on the strength of its own blood soul puppet, and looking at the current situation, Jiang Zhenhua obviously chose the blood sacrifice of Zhongyang City.

With this whole city's monk flesh and blood, to promote the advancement of the Blood Soul Puppet, as long as it is done cleanly, no one will notice what the Blood Soul Sect monk has done.

Normally, no one would offend the incomparably powerful Blood Soul Sect for this matter.

In the Demon Domain, there are too many things like this, and the Blood Soul Sect only conducts city sacrifices within its own sphere of influence.

"Hehe, it seems that Brother Yang has remembered it, my Blood Soul Sect rules!" Jiang Zhenhua smiled slightly.

"You and I have been friends for thousands of years, do you really want to be like this?" Yang Kaifeng's face was gloomy, and he gritted his teeth and said word by word.

"Of course, all the cultivators of your Yang family, the soul and flesh are integrated into the Nine Soul Puppet, and this sect has achieved the Yuan Infant Position, wouldn't it be better for the two families to pass it on forever?" Jiang Zhenhua said with a smile on his face and a light tone.

I didn't realize how the chill contained in his words was so cold.

"Bastard!" Yang Kaifeng's eyes flashed with coldness, and between the flips of his left hand, he took out a crystal jade bottle, which was clearly visible with black mist, and stared at him and said, "Senior Brother Jiang, let me ask you again, can you stop?"

"Hehe, Brother Yang is very calculating, but it's a pity, do you think that the blood phosphorus powder sect you put in those spirit pills didn't notice it?" Seeing the jade bottle in his hand, Jiang Zhenhua said indifferently, but the mockery in his eyes became more and more obvious.

"You ......" Yang Kaifeng was startled, but he still didn't believe in evil and crushed the jade bottle.

I saw pieces of debris falling, and the black demonic qi was surging, gradually drifting away, but Jiang Zhenhua on the opposite side did not react.

"Hmph!" Yang Kaifeng snorted coldly, and without giving up, he took out a red gold jade talisman, and the Dao Dao prohibition entered it, only to see the forbidden brilliance above the sky swaying slightly and then there was no sound.

Seeing such a scene, Yang Kaifeng's face was pale, and it was difficult to see that the defensive array in the city had been tampered with at some point.

It was originally a defense against the outside world, but now it has become an invisible cage.

"Big brother, hurry up and send a message to all the Daoists in the city, this demon must be planning to sacrifice my Zhongyang City blood!" Yang Weihong, who was fighting with the Nine Soul Puppets in the distance, saw that he couldn't support it, and shouted loudly.

Hearing this, the corners of Yang Kaifeng's mouth twitched, if Jiang Zhenhua didn't break his back hand, he would still be sure to contain it, or even suppress it, but at this time, feeling the kind of coercion that the other party faintly wanted to enter Yuanying made his heart throb.

"Hehe, it seems that Brother Yang doesn't plan to be a good person to the end, so let Benzong take it himself!" Jiang Zhenhua sneered, his body shook, and he rushed towards Yang Kaifeng with a powerful demonic aura.

With a single palm and a finger, he saw the dark red demonic qi gushing out, turning into a hideous demon scorpion several zhang long, and the two huge claws clicked and cut towards Yang Kaifeng.

Seeing such a scene, Yang Kaifeng's pupils shrank suddenly, this is the signature spell characteristics of the Yuanying Monk, the spell transforms, it can be seen that Jiang Zhenhua is infinitely close to the Yuanying Monk, I am afraid that as long as this blood sacrifice is completed, with the help of the flesh and blood of the monks in the city, he can break through the Heavenly Tribulation in one fell swoop, so as to break through the Yuanying.

Feeling the power of the demon scorpion, Yang Kaifeng flashed away without thinking about it, and his body shook and suddenly opened his mouth to spit out a black streamer, which spun for a while, forming a crescent-shaped blade, which was his natal magic weapon, the Tianyue Blade.

The natal magic weapon moved at will, and appeared above the head of the demon scorpion in an instant, and the black demonic energy flashed, and with a soft pop, the demon scorpion was cut in half and turned into a dark red mist and dispersed.

No matter how strong Jiang Zhenhua was, with just one spell, he would not be able to resist the full force of a Jie Dan Great Perfection Cultivator's natal magic weapon.

"Hey!" Jiang Zhenhua's eyes flashed with coldness, knowing that Yang Kaifeng was planning to fight hard, he leaned forward with his left hand without hesitation, and saw a dark red bone staff poking out and gently downward.

Rich demonic qi gushed out, turning into dozens of hideous ghost faces in an instant, and they swooped down with teeth and claws in a hissing sound.

Yang Kaifeng's expression froze, and he once again sacrificed a ring-shaped magic weapon, threw it into the air, and turned into countless halos to hit the ghost face.

Approaching Yang Weihong in a gallop, Yang Weihong at this time was already a little overwhelmed under the joint efforts of the Nine Soul Puppets, with several wounds on his body, and the talisman magic weapon was also crumbling and dangerous.

There was such a big movement in the city, and countless monks who had already been attracted to stop and watch, and in the face of the coercion of the three major Jiedan monks, those Qi refining monks had some difficulty even standing.

When some of the Jiedan monks saw such a scene, especially the two familiar figures in the battle circle, they exclaimed in surprise, obviously they recognized the two strong men of the Yang family.

"Fellow Daoists, hurry up, this person is a monk of the Blood Soul Sect, and he wants to break through the blood sacrifice of this city to the Yuan Infant, if my brothers die here, you will not be able to escape the fall!" Seeing those few Jiedan monks, Yang Kaifeng hurriedly shouted.