Behind the corpses lined up in a phalanx, followed by the blood-clothed people, although Tang Yuan didn't see those blood-clothed people clearly because of the distance, but from such a distance, there was still a disgusting bloody atmosphere in the air.

"The people of the Jingyuan Blood Palace. An Qianhui's beautiful eyes were full of disgust for the Jingyuan Blood Palace.

Even Tang Yuan frowned, this bloody aura was really... It's disgusting, and the fishy smell makes people sick and dizzy. Although the corpse refiners of the Corpse King Sect also emitted a stream of corpse stench, the unpleasant corpse smell was significantly better than the bloody qi on the blood-clothed people.

The smell of corpses can also be resisted with true qi and can be filtered out, but the smell of blood always lingers, as if it can reach people's souls.

The smell of blood has been smelling for a long time, and some of the innate masters actually saw a virtual image of a sea of blood, but fortunately, Tang Yuan's timely rescue did not get lost in the sea of blood. But after passing through the Void Image of the Sea of Blood, the rest of the people didn't dare to underestimate the Blood-Clad Man.

But no matter how much he tried to cover it up, the fishy smell could not dissipate, and as the blood-clothed man got closer and closer, the smell of blood in the air became stronger.

"Hmph! The people of the Jingyuan Blood Hall are really like the Blood Knife Ancestor, and they like to pretend to be gods and ghosts. An Qianhuiqiong's nose moved, and she snorted coldly.

The smell of blood emitted by these blood-clothed people has a hypnotic effect, which can make people who are not determined to see all kinds of visions, especially the sea of blood. In terms of actual effect, it is similar to the illusion of the Thousand Illusion Sect, but this is the reason why An Qianhui disdains.

The illusion of the Thousand Illusion Sect is the avenue of illusion, which covers people's senses and spiritual consciousness in the open, and makes people in the illusion realm without knowing it. And the Jingyuan Blood Hall is walking a small path, relying on the will of hypnotizing people with auxiliary things. There is a fundamental difference between the two, which is why An Qianhui is so disdainful.

"You, what did you just say?" Tang Yuan suddenly turned around and looked at An Qianhui and said, "What did you say happened to the Jingyuan Blood Hall and the Blood Knife Ancestor?

"The Jingyuan Blood Hall was created by the Blood Knife Ancestor, don't you know this?" An Qianhui looked at Tang Yuan with some surprise.

"The poor monk really doesn't know this. Tang Yuan shook his head, "This is a matter in your Demon Gate, how can the poor monk know." ”

An Qianhui's eyebrows moved, obviously she was a little dissatisfied with Tang Yuan calling her the 'Demon Gate'. But An Qianhui was a smart person in ice and snow, and she could hear the dissatisfaction with the Blood Knife Ancestor in Tang Yuan's tone, and their Thousand Illusion Sect and Jingyuan Blood Hall had always been sects that hated each other.

Although I don't know where this young monk comes from, but seeing that he has cultivated to the innate realm at a young age, he may grow to what point he will reach in the future. Although he is a member of the Buddhist Sect, it would be a good choice if he could be drawn into the camp against the Jingyuan Blood Temple.

Thinking like this, An Qianhui told the matter of the Blood Knife Ancestor and the Jingyuan Blood Hall one by one.

"Back then, the Dugu Sword Saint of the Shushan Sword Sect cut off half of the head of the Blood Knife Ancestor with a single sword, and everyone thought that the Blood Knife Ancestor was dead, but in fact, the Blood Knife Ancestor had another clone. An Qianhui looked at the blood-clothed man in the distance and said slowly, "In order to make his doppelganger grow up as much as possible and reach or even surpass his previous strength, the Blood Knife Ancestor continued to expand the Jingyuan Blood Palace, and set up branch halls of the Jingyuan Blood Hall everywhere in the Great Jin Dynasty. ”

"And the only task of these branch halls is to find the essence blood for the Blood Knife Ancestor and help him grow quickly, so that he can reach his original strength and then regain his strength. ”

I see, the poor monk understood. Tang Yuan nodded.

Tang Yuan knew very well that the person who destroyed the Leiyin Temple a few decades ago was the Blood Knife Ancestor, and he led his subordinates to slaughter all the people up and down the Leiyin Temple, and the only survivors of the huge Leiyin Temple were Yideng Shizu and Sihai two people.

And after the bloody knife ancestor wielded the knife and slaughtered, the Leiyin Temple collapsed and completely declined, if it weren't for Tang Yuan's escape from marriage and extremely unexpected renunciation in the Leiyin Temple, I am afraid that the current Leiyin Temple will only be left with one person from the four seas, and it has been completely removed from the martial arts.

As for the Blood Knife Ancestor, who was beheaded half to death by the Dugu Sword Saint of Shushan, it should have been after the destruction of the Leiyin Temple. That's why the Jingyuan Blood Hall will expand so wildly, sucking people's essence blood everywhere to heal the Blood Knife Ancestor.

Since the Jingyuan Blood Hall is the subordinate of the Blood Knife Ancestor, then there is no need to be polite at all, the Blood Knife Ancestor killed the Leiyin Temple back then, and now it is time to repay!

The alliance leader sword in Tang Yuan's hand kept making a sharp sword sound, causing the rest of the people to look sideways, and they felt a raging anger on the sword in Tang Yuan's hand, and even a faint murderous aura. You must know that the leader of the Sanzang League is a senior monk of Leiyin Temple, and he is the son of the Buddha of the three sects of Buddhism.

And feeling anger and even murderous aura on the alliance leader's body, he can only say that something must have provoked the alliance leader, maybe it was the refining corpse in front of him and those blood-clothed people.

"Fellow Daoists," Tang Yuanlang said, "Although my Northwest Martial Arts is unwilling to interfere with the internal affairs of the Demon Gate. But judging from the current situation, the Demon Gate, especially the Corpse King Sect and the Jingyuan Blood Palace, have no intention of letting us go at all. ”

"We can't sit still, everyone, fight a bloody path with the poor monk and break through the corpse array in front of us!"

"Rush!"

After Tang Yuan finished speaking, he turned over and got on his horse, and the black sword of the alliance leader in his hand shone brightly. After the golden true qi flowed through the sword body, it turned into a black and bright sword qi with jagged teeth, sneering.

"Master Wuzhen, continue!" Izumi of the Pure Land Temple threw his crescent moon Zen staff to Wuzhen. Wu Zhen's eyebrow short stick was accidentally broken at the martial arts meeting, and he was missing a weapon in his hand, and the crescent moon Zen staff of the Pure Land Temple's town temple was exactly what he wanted.

"Lord Yichen Temple, thank you!".

With the weapon in hand, Wu Zhen is as brave as a tiger with wings, he took the lead and rushed to the front over Tang Yuan, the strength of the late congenital stage is fully opened, the crescent moon Zen staff in his hand is the wind of the tiger and tiger he dances, and the Zen staff dances faster only to see more than a dozen staff shadows emerge around Wu Zhen.

"Cloth Bronze Corpse Array!" The disciples of the Corpse King Sect discovered Wuzhen's terrifying strength, and kept shaking the cyan bell in their hands, and the bell made a burst of disturbing broken sounds. And those refining corpses began to change formation in the rapid sound of bells, surrounding Wu Zhen, Tang Yuan and the others.

Like an iron tower, Wuzhen jumped down directly from the horse and danced the Zen staff and rushed towards the corpse array, without paying attention to the bronze corpse array at all.

"I'm afraid the Bronze Corpse Array won't be able to stop this crazy monk," said one of the leaders of the group of corpses, "I'm going to release the Iron Corpse and let the Iron Corpse meet this great monk!"

"Leader, there are more than a dozen iron corpses in our hands, I'm afraid we won't be able to control them all. The rest of the disciples of the Corpse King Sect replied, "The young sect master is now being dragged by that old man Meng from the Thousand Illusion Sect, and he can't pull out for the time being. We are not strong enough, and we don't have a way to control the iron corpse, if the iron corpse starts to bite people when the time comes, I'm afraid we will bear the brunt of it!"

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