"I can do it too!!" Ren Chihiro roared from the flying boat overlooking the land. [Ran^Text^Library] [ ] With a shout and a clear will. His ambition is to stand at the peak of the Seven Realms, cultivate omnipotent supernatural powers, and resurrect all relatives.

The Scarlet Flying Boat is still speeding in the sky, although it is similar to an airplane, but its speed is dozens of times faster than that of an airplane, which is the strength of the cultivator. Although spiritual weapons among cultivators are rare, their mysterious effects are far beyond the comparison of science and technology.

Ren Qianxun and Xuewentian chatted while overlooking the hundreds of millions of miles of rivers and mountains. Through small talk, he unveiled the spirit world, and the mysterious spirit world was gradually forming an outline in his mind.

"What's that?" Ren Qianxun sat on the flying boat, although he was thousands of feet away from the ground, but his amazing vision still found a little blood spot in the ground city, and then he used the big dream Zhou Tian to radiate his spiritual power to the ground to probe, his face suddenly changed, and his heart was horrified. What did he see? Each pond is full of fresh blood, each pond has ten acres, and tens of acres are hundreds of acres. This pool of blood is found in every city in the Heavenly Territory.

"Brother Tian, how do you enter this area, every city has a pond full of blood?" Ren Qianxun asked puzzled, pointing to the "little blood spots" on the ground.

"This area is the territory of my Blood Sect. The people in my Blood Sect are all cultivating the Blood Dao Exercises, how can they cultivate without blood and blood demons? Therefore, every city has a blood pool for cultivation. It's not a big deal either. "Blood Wentian said casually, as if he was talking about an insignificant matter.

"A good one is not a big deal, a good one for cultivation. You are so at ease with such a hurtful thing, and no one dares to agree. Ren Qianxun saw that what Blood Wentian said was so lightly, and he was immediately furious.

"Ren Qianxun, who are you talking to? You are full of anger, and you have killed many more people than me. I'm afraid that the lives that die under your hands are in billions, and you are still pretending to me, just like those Confucian cultivators, who are inconsistent on the outside and on the outside, hypocrites. "Blood Wentian is also an extremely proud person, and he does not show weakness.

"I ...... I...... I killed people for a last resort. When Ren Qianxun heard this, he was speechless for a while, unable to distinguish it.

"Whatever the reason, it's a fact that you killed someone. As long as you kill someone, you will have nothing to do with the word "good". Blood Wentian's tone became lower and lower, and finally he couldn't even hear himself clearly. His mind drifted back to two hundred years ago, when he was rescued by his grandfather and brought the Blood Sect with him. The first thing his grandfather taught him was not to cultivate, but to kill. This is the rule of the blood clan, and the blood clan must go through the killing ceremony before they can cultivate. However, the bloods kill only enemies or wicked people, and do not kill innocents indiscriminately.

The wind is howling, the white clouds are free, the birds are soaring, the mountains are running, the earth is vast, and people are like ant colonies. At this time, the atmosphere in the flying boat became more and more depressing, and the two became more and more embarrassed, so they were silent for a moment.

Blood Wentian was the first to break the silence: "Cultivators are respected by the strong, and cultivation resources are especially important. And the resources needed by our cultivators who practice the Blood Dao Exercises are all related to blood, and they are extremely unpopular, for the sake of the continuation of the clan and the establishment of the sect, we have stipulated that within the territory, each city should set up a blood pool. ”

The blood asked the sky to say that the smallpox was rotten, and the righteousness of the sect was displayed, but Ren Qianxun was still silent.

"The establishment of pools of blood was agreed upon by the people of the land. We call the blood pool a blood donation pool, and adults have to go to the blood pool every few months to donate a small amount of blood. We also know that drinking water is the source. No, it shouldn't be about drinking blood. The timing and amount of blood we set for donating blood make sense and do not harm their health. Mortals donate blood, and we cultivators protect them. Without the protection of our blood clan, they would also have to be ruled by other sects, and other sects would have other requirements. The Buddhist sect is territorial, fixed daily chanting, daily incense, lost the freedom of the soul. The territory of the martial arts sect, all ordinary people who practice martial arts, must join the army. Territorial ...... of Confucian sects In short, each sect's territory will have its own rules. Blood Wentian continued to explain.

When Ren Qianxun heard this, his face softened a little. They don't have to follow the law, they also need to pay taxes. Paying taxes is not also an alternative "blood donation", and then the state shelters it. Moreover, the people of the Blood Sect's territory are also voluntary, and scientific and reasonable blood donation does not harm the body.

A moment and three moments later, the blood-colored flying boat finally sailed into the sect of the Blood Sect. The flying boat came to the vicinity of a building complex, landed, and the two jumped out of the flying boat, and then the blood question magic changed, and the flying boat shrunk into a mini size again, and put it in the space storage bag.

"Brother Chihiro, the rules of the sect are that no one can fly or use a flying boat from here on, they can only walk. Blood Wentian explained to Ren Qianxun. Ren Qianxun heard the words and nodded slightly. There is a saying in the Earth Celestial Empire that he is called to follow the customs of the country, and now he is regarded as following the customs of the sect and showing respect for the rules of the Blood Sect.

Fortunately, this place is only thousands of miles away from the center of the complex, which is nothing for a Jindan real person and a spiritual body cultivator.

Blood Wentian and Ren Qianxun ran one after the other with pure flesh. Blood Wentian gradually increased his speed, but Ren Qianxun followed closely behind, and the distance did not stretch in the slightest. Blood Wentian accelerated again, and Ren Qianxun could still keep up, and he still looked at ease. You must know that Xuewentian has cultivated into a blood spirit body, and his physical body is extraordinary. But who told him to meet Ren Qianxun, this freak who has cultivated the six-zhang golden body.

The two of them had approached the center of the complex.

"Isn't this a blood fool? Why is there a girly boy in the back?" At this time, a young cultivator saw the two of them, and began to sneer, looking at the blood-colored eyes, he must also be a member of the blood clan.

"Blood resentment, let me tell you that I used to call it Blood Hammer, but now I have changed my name to Blood Wentian. Blood Wentian was annoyed in his heart and emphasized his name. I was helpless in my heart, who called my educated mother from the Haoran Sect to give such a complicated key. Blood Hammer and Blood Fool have the same sound, so many Blood Clan people ridiculed him as a Blood Fool, so he himself changed the name of a domineering "Blood Question".

"Boy, who is your surname, why did you come to my Blood Sect Strongland?" the young cultivator asked arrogantly, obviously not taking Ren Qianxun in his eyes.

"This benevolent brother, my name is Ren Qianxun, ask Brother Tian, and want to recommend me to join the Blood Sect. "People have to bow their heads under the eaves, in the Blood Sect is someone else's territory, although Ren Qianxun is dissatisfied with the blood grudge, he also lowered his posture.

"Brother Ren, is that your name? I'm a spirit body cultivator, you're a Jindan cultivator, and you're a generation behind? If you want to join my Blood Sect, you also want to see how many catties and taels of your blood path exercises?"

"Blood resentment, don't go too far. Brother Chihiro is my guest on invitation. Blood Wentian stepped forward and said.

In this way, Ren asked Brother Ren to make a move. Ren Qianxun was not afraid at all, and then ran the bloody demon*, and with one punch, several blood-colored dragons came out of thin air, heading straight for the blood resentment