"Lord Zhang, Elder Li and Lord Lou are back, Lord Qin asked me to invite you over!"

Outside the door, the previous Qi Cultivation Realm disciple of the Yi Yan Sword Sect respectfully said.

Hearing this, Zhang Yuanhao walked out of the room and went downstairs.

"Zhang Daoyou, you're here just in time!"

Feng Liu, the representative of the Black Iron Sect, wore a coquettish white robe, lined with the dignified appearance of the sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and the whole person looked like a merry genius rather than a foundation building monk.

Zhang Yuanhao took a look and saw that there were only four people sitting around the plan, except for one Lou Yuancheng, and Li Jiangyuan of the Yi Yan Sword Sect also turned a little pale, and it seemed that he had suffered a lot of injuries.

After listening to the explanation of Qin Yuanjiang, the head of the case, Zhang Yuanhao understood the cause and effect of the incident.

It turned out that the black hand that destroyed the Yin Lao Sect was not a blood massacre, but a group of forces called the Blood Spirit Thirteen Islands Alliance.

The Blood Spirit Thirteen Islands Alliance is far away in the sea of reckless death in the southwest of the Northern Regions, and it has several real people who have cultivated in the Dan Realm, and the Blood Spirit Soul Chasing Altar under its command is all over the Northern Regions, specializing in some unsightly deeds, as long as the starting price is paid, the monks who are connected to the Dan Consummation will take action.

It is said that someone took out ten rare human-level spiritual materials of extremely high age, indicating that they were going to destroy the Yin Lao Sect, and the people of the Blood Spirit Soul Chasing Altar did not hesitate to accept it, as for the traces of destruction similar to the blood flame cone, it is said that it was made by a cone-shaped spiritual weapon made by a monk in the Blood Spirit Soul Chasing Altar.

And Li Jiangyuan and Lou Yuancheng were hit hard by several of the monks because they were tracking a stronghold of the Blood Spirit Soul Chasing Altar in Cangfeng Kingdom, Lou Yuancheng almost fell and was sent back to the Taihuang Sect, and Li Jiangyuan used a life-saving elixir to support it.

"The Blood Spirit Thirteen Islands Alliance also has an indissoluble enmity with my Douyuan Immortal Sect, among the Thirteen Islands, the Demon Flame alone is monstrous, and there are no less than fifty people on the Demon List, and there are even eight of them in the top 100 of the Demon List, which is even worse than the harm of the Blood Slaughter!

Therefore, after passing through the Immortal Sect Worship Hall, we need to change the target for the time being, first destroy the stronghold of the Blood Spirit Soul Chasing Altar, and wait for the results of the Demon Cultivation and Blood Slaughter to be retrieved by the stargazing real people!"

Qin Yuanjiang looked at Zhang Yuanhao and said solemnly.

According to Qin Yuanjiang's allocation, he wanted Zhang Yuanhao and Feng Liu to assist Li Jiangyuan, plus several monks from the Yi Yan Sword Sect to take the stronghold of the Blood Spirit Soul Chasing Altar.

After hearing this, Zhang Yuanhao glanced at Li Jiangyuan, whose eyes were gloomy, expressionlessly, and a smile hooked up at the corner of his mouth: "I will definitely live up to my trust!"

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Floating Mountains, Taiyan Mountains and Forests.

This is a barren mountain and old forest, the aura is low, and there are faults in the mountain from time to time, so there is no cultivation sect or force located here, and there are occasional monsters infested here, and pedestrians are rare.

Towards evening, the sun sets, and the crimson fire clouds cover the sky, which is particularly spectacular.

Boom Boom –

A violent roar suddenly sounded in the distant sky, and several magnificent white horses struck like meteors, sweeping towards the Taiyan Mountains and Forests.

"The cultivation of the thirteen islands of the blood spirit, I am Li Jiangyuan, the elder of the Yi Yan Sword Sect, on the order of the Dou Yuan Immortal Sect Qin, to destroy the strongholds of the Blood Spirit Soul Chasing Altar and surrender as soon as possible, otherwise I will not show mercy under the command of the sword array of the Yi Yan Sword Sect!"

In mid-air, twelve huge floating ancient chariots floated, with simple and obscure strange runes inscribed on them, and the dried war blood stained the body, and a solemn aura came towards them. In front of him, there were five clusters of fiery spiritual power halos floating, and it was a full five foundation building beings deliberately emitting momentum fluctuations.

Under the tracking of Lou Yuancheng and Li Jiangyuan, they vaguely spied that the stronghold of the Blood Spirit Soul Chasing Altar was near this floating mountain range, and later the two were injured and taken over by the Qi cultivation disciples of the Yi Yan Sword Sect, and under the condition of paying several lives, it was finally determined that the stronghold of the Blood Spirit Soul Chasing Altar was somewhere in this Taiyan Mountain Forest.

As the words fell, countless fierce sword lights suddenly shot out from the twelve floating ancient chariots behind him, and twelve small seven-star sword formations formed in an instant, diffracting out a starry sword light that pointed straight to the sky.

Within a radius of dozens of miles, there were swords and swords, and large areas of mountains and forests were destroyed, and at the same time, the five groups of spiritual power halos of different colors in front of the ancient chariot also moved, and they launched one after another foundation-building level offensives, blasting towards a mountain.

"Yi Yan Sword Sect...... How daring!"

I saw that a radiant formation prohibition suddenly appeared on the surface of the slightly curved mountain, like a large earthy yellow bowl buckled down, resisting a large number of attacks, and a gritting voice came from it.

A halo of light flickered from the formation forbidden, and a figure flew out of it, it was an old monk wearing spiritual soft armor, with deep nasolabial folds on his forehead, his temples bulging high, and his eyes shining brightly, making people dare not look directly.

Looking at the cultivation realm revealed around his body, it actually has a perfect foundation and a compelling momentum.

Soon, the forbidden light continued to ripple again, and then two middle-aged figures flew out, one in the middle stage of foundation building, and one in the early stage of foundation building.

The three of them were all dressed in spiritual weapon soft armor, which made several people on the Yi Yan Sword Sect's side envious, you know, the price of defensive magic weapons is much higher than other magic weapons, a set of ordinary spiritual weapon soft armor, without five or six hundred thousand spirit stones, don't want to win it at all, and a slightly stronger spirit weapon armor is even more expensive than millions of spirit stones, comparable to the price of a high-level spiritual weapon, which can almost empty out the family foundation of a foundation building monk.

Several foundation-building beings on the side of the Yi Yan Sword Sect glanced at each other, and a fiery color flashed in their eyes.

Subsequently, Li Jiangyuan, who was the leader, looked at the old man with nasolabial folds, and snorted viciously: "Capture these three people, abolish the cultivation, and then uproot this stronghold, and all the benefits depend on the means!"

Before he finished speaking, he shot out with the two foundation-building beings of the Yi Yan Sword Sect behind him, and the power of the twelve sword formations behind him was applied to the three of them at the same time, doubling the power of their attacks.

In mid-air, there was still a crimson and a turquoise aura of spiritual power that did not move.

"Feng Daoyou, I just said that Li Jiangyuan, this kid is not authentic, no, it turned out that he was looking for me to wait for the pressure array to come, and he didn't even want to give us a mouthful of soup!"

Zhang Yuanhao stood in a halo of red flame-like spiritual power, and said sarcastically to the people around him.

"Haha, Brother Zhang, this time the two of us also came on the order of Lord Qin, he didn't restrict the activities of the two of us, since this Li Jiangyuan wants to eat alone, then I don't have to save face for him, I can grab as much as I want!"

In the turquoise aura, the white-clothed Feng Liu sneered, and his eyes were sharp.