"I can enter the Demon Dao and become a member of the Blood Shadow Sect, but you have to promise me that if it is in the future, the Blood Slaughter Kunlun Sect, I will definitely give Shangguan Bingyan, Ke Yuanhe, Murong Minzhao and the spiritual consciousness of a hundred miles of floating life, and I will make them immortal. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Okay, let's go, but I'm going to take you to meet our sect master first. ”

Su Liang frowned, although he drank so much hundred-year-old grain, but he was not confused, in the world, although his talent was already among the best, but there were more people who were stronger than him, he waved his hand and said, "Wait, then what are your conditions?"

The man in black said coldly, "Slaughter...... As soon as the words fell, the man in black stared at Su Liang's expression tightly, and then said to Su Liang with relief, "Don't worry, your clansmen in Xining, we will let it go." ”

That is, the words of the man in black lowered the heart that Su Liang had just hung up, picked up his package and sword and followed behind the man in black, like the Blood Shadow Sect, the breeze swept by, lifting the veil of the man in black, and the man in black was the one who also sneaked into Kunlun, Xiao Youfeng.

The night is like a thick inkstone, so deep that it can't be dissolved...... The night sky is like a navy blue curtain, dotted with shining stars, people can't help but be deeply intoxicated, Kunlun Mountain, in the main hall of the Sanqing Palace, the first seat of the seven veins and the head of the Shangguan Bingyan are all seated in the main hall, and in the center of the main hall stands the sword spirit of Kunlun Mountain - Tsing Yi.

Shangguan Bingyan bowed his head slightly and asked, "Qingyi, have you found out which Demon Sect did this after you left Kunlun these days? ”

"The real person in charge, the matter of the Blood Slaughter Songfeng Pavilion should not be the Demon Netherworld Sect and the Poison Demon Valley, the sect masters of the two realms of the Demon Sect are in retreat, but the Yin Yang Demon Ding Qingyi has not yet found a trace. ”

Sword Spirit Qingyi's words disturbed the head of the Kunlun Seven Veins, and Ke Yuanhe said in astonishment, "What?!It's not the Demon Netherworld Sect and the Poison Demon Valley, who could have done it?!"

Ling Shuang, the first seat of Jade Bead Peak, hesitated, "Could it be that the Blood Slaughter Songfeng Pavilion is the one who came back from the Blood Demon Sect led by Nangong Xun a thousand years ago?!" The next moment Ling Shuang retracted what he had just said, "No, even if the Yin and Yang Demon Suppression Ding falls into their hands, it is impossible to resurrect him before the Divine Consciousness appears, besides, the Demon Sword Xuanyuan is still sealed in my Kunlun Glacier ......"

"Alright. The head of the sect, Bingyan Zhenren, waved his hand, blocking the suspicion of the head of the Seven Veins, and said solemnly, "Since it is really not the work of the Demon Netherworld Sect and the Poison Demon Valley, it is really Feng Wuling, he is really back." ”

Ling Shuang was stunned and said, "Senior brother, do you mean Nangong Xun's friend Feng Wuling?"

Shangguan Bingyan said indifferently, "Senior sister doesn't know, the spirit vulture of the Immortal Grass Hall saw the traces of the blood-colored bat in the Songfeng Pavilion, that night, the people of the Demon Sect dived into my Kunlun Mountain at night There are also blood-colored bats raised, Feng Wuling has become a powerhouse on the Shenzhou Continent with the spiritual sense of the ancient monster bat demon spirit before, this time, it is really him." “

As soon as Shangguan Bingyan's words retreated, Liu Qingfeng said disdainfully, "What is a Feng Wuling? It's not worth mentioning at all, senior brother in charge, send me to lead people to slaughter the Blood Shadow Sect this time." ”

"Senior brother, don't come nonsense, the enemy is in the dark, we are in the light, and this matter is still our speculation and I have seen it with my own eyes, so don't act rashly. "Zhou Qingzhi is much calmer than Liu Qingfeng, blocking Liu Qingfeng's search for the Blood Shadow Sect to start a war.

Ling Shuang: "Yes, Senior Brother, the Blood Shadow Sect is hard to find, if we act rashly, we are afraid that we will fall for the tricks of the Blood Shadow Sect." ”

Ke Yuanhe, "Now, as long as the Yin Yang Demon Ding and the Demon Sword Xuanyuan suppressed under the Kunlun Glacier do not fall into the hands of the Demon Sect, the Blood Shadow Sect is not the opponent of my three righteous sects. ”

Sword Spirit Qingyi;"This is true, but we still have to pay close attention to the traces of the Blood Shadow Sect, if it is really Feng Wuling, we will definitely suffer a big loss if we go to find the Blood Shadow Sect, Feng Wuling is thoughtful, and he is also one of the powerhouses of the Shenzhou Continent, we should just wait and see what happens." ”

Liu Qingfeng heard everyone's unanimous words, and the idea of going to find the Blood Shadow Sect was also broken, and then he sighed, waved his hand, and said, "However, how can we stand idly by and watch the matter of the Ancient Inheritance Songfeng Pavilion of the Blood Slaughter?"

Shangguan Bingyan stood up and said solemnly, "This matter, there is something strange, we don't know the next move of the Demon Sect yet, we must protect Xuanyuan first, Tsing Yi, you closely observe the signs of the Demon Sect, you must not let the Yin and Yang Demon Ding fall into the hands of the Demon Sect, one day the people of the Demon Sect will definitely pay the price for the blood slaughter of the Songfeng Pavilion, at that time, it is the time when my Kunlun bears the brunt." ”

"Yes, Master." ”

"Yes, Senior Brother. ”

Ke Yuanhe: "Yes, senior brother. ”

Liu Qingfeng: "Yes, senior brother. ”

"Yes, senior brother. ”

Mo Xuanyu: "Yes, senior brother. ”

"Yes, senior brother. ”

Ye Chong: "Yes, senior brother. ”

In the main hall of the Kunlun Sanqing Palace, the first seat of the seven veins is chivalrous, and they have already made up their minds to break with the Demon Sect in their hearts.

In the depths of the inner courtyard of the Taiji Palace, the disciples under Liu Qingfeng's seat and the Baili Fusheng who became the disciples of the head of the retreat after Kunlun Huiwu are all practicing the introductory sword technique handed over by the master - Kunlun Falling Spirit Decision, and the master Liu Qingfeng went to the Sanqing Hall early to see the real person in charge, although the master Liu Qingfeng was extremely harsh on them, but they never lazy for a moment.

Since Liu Qingfeng, the first seat of the Taiji Palace, taught them the introductory sword techniques and mental techniques, among the eight disciples in the inner courtyard, the progress of He Yaochen and Jiang Huanyu has skyrocketed, and He Yaochen's spiritual sense has also broken through from the third order of the condensing mind realm to the realm of the dark mind realm.

Whenever he used the spirit sword technique taught to him by his master Liu Qingfeng, there seemed to be an undercurrent in his Yuanmen, flowing from the Yuanmen to his back.

"Hundred miles of floating life...... Baili Fusheng ......" In a trance, a woman's voice came from his ear, calling his name, the voice was slightly familiar, Baili Fusheng looked around, but he did not find the spread of the voice, the other disciples were concentrating on the experience, and then Baili Fusheng subconsciously shook his head, thinking that he had been under too much pressure recently, and he was hallucinating.

Baili floated, slowly sank down, and tried again the mental method taught to them by half of the master Liu Qingfeng, these days, he tried again and again, but he was always stuck at one point, like the bottleneck of his own Yuanmen Ning mood.

"Hundred miles of floating life...... Hundreds of miles of floating life...... Hundreds of miles of floating ......"

The woman's voice came to his ears again, calling her name as if she had something important to tell her, and it seemed to come from her own door.