Although the body is not tall, but the breath is as vast as the sea, unpredictable like a dragon and snake dance, there is a layer of light blood mist around the body, reflecting the colorful brilliance under the illumination of the sun, just standing with a random negative hand, the body faintly emits the sound of the vast waves of the ocean.

With a move of his hand, the scarlet snake in the air roared in the sky, suddenly disappeared, turned into a thin snake-shaped flying sword, fell into the hands of the Taoist and disappeared.

"Xuehe greets the master!" Xuehe coughed heavily, seeing that he couldn't run away, he could only walk forward and salute, his eyes rolled around, and he said happily in his mouth, "Master, where are you talking, I haven't seen you for many days, I miss you old man very much!"

"Hmph! Finally, you still remember me as a master! Seeing that you have successfully condensed the golden pill this time, I will first record the matter of you leaving the sect without permission, and when the matter here is over, you will go to the torture hall to receive the punishment yourself. ”

His eyes looked the blood river up and down, the Taoist's expression paused, and a surprise flashed in his eyes, obviously the growth rate of the blood river's strength was far beyond his estimate, so he snorted coldly, and pretended to be angry and scolded in a low voice.

"I know it's wrong!" Xuehe looked well-behaved, lowered his head and said in an extremely sincere tone, if it wasn't for Han Chu to know him, it would not be a short time, and at this time, he would have thought that he was truly repentant.

The sea of blood in the sky suddenly dissipated, a burst of scarlet light flickered, and more than a dozen blood lights fell from the sky, and in the blink of an eye, thirteen disciples of the Red Blood Sect wearing scarlet Dao robes had already fallen behind the Daoist, standing neatly in two rows.

Although they are all young disciples, they are all full of mana, and the shadows in their eyes are shining with blood, and their cultivation is almost always in the stage of foundation building, three of them have condensed the golden pill, and these three people are standing in the front row, among them, the strongest one is an ordinary young man with a lot of strength, and his strength is almost the same as that of martial arts.

Blood River secretly gave Han Chu a color, and then lowered his head, walked into the ranks of the disciples of the Red Blood Sect with a repentant face, and naturally stood beside the young man, surrounded by mana, with a smug smile on his face that was very arrogant.

"Uncle Shenzhen!" The sound was like a silver bell, Gu Yingluo ran to the bloody Taoist like a little girl with a sultry fragrance, pulled an arm and shook it from side to side, and said coquettishly, "Uncle Shenzhen, I haven't seen it for a long time, my uncle's boundless secret method of the sea of blood is even more powerful! As soon as the Heavenly Blood Divine Sword comes out, I'm afraid that even my father is not my uncle's opponent now!"

"Greetings, Sect Master!"

Although Wu Hunt is a martial idiot, he is not a fool, and strode forward to salute his juniors respectfully.

True!

Han Chu was suddenly stunned, he was not a fledgling Xiaobai now, the meaning of the name Nature's Way!

The master of the Blood River turned out to be the Sect Master of the Red Blood Sect!Shen Zhen, one of the three great grandmasters of the Demon Dao, secretly glared at the triumphant Blood River, this bastard had never told him.

"Get up!" With a wave of his hand, there was not the slightest smell of fireworks, and the burly body of Wu Hunt was dragged up by a soft energy.

Patting Gu Yingluo's little head with affection, Shenzhen casually took out a few fragrant and cloudy elixirs from his arms and stuffed them into Yingluo's hand, and said with a doting smile, "You little girl, you can say with this mouth! If your father hears this, he should find me desperately, your old bones of Uncle Yingzhen are not as strong as his great Asura real body." ”

Han Chu's pupils couldn't help but shrink slightly, his breath stared, not leaking, there were no fireworks between the clouds and flowing water, the strength of the sect master of this Red Blood Sect was a few percent stronger than the legends in the outside world, and he was definitely a terrifying powerhouse at the level of the old demon of Chenyang.

When Shen Zhen appeared, the Tianjun Lock in his body moved, the sharp Gengjin aura shook, and the Gezi Divine Light was faintly about to explode, Han Chu hurriedly ran his divine thoughts, and only then did he suppress the strangeness of the Tianjun Lock, but the always fierce Tianjun Sword was unusually quiet, and seemed to be blind to it.

"What is this Shenzhen carrying? Can it even attract the movement of Tianjun Lock? But the Red Blood Sect is also an ancient Dao system, there is no reason to be poor and white, there must be some inheritance treasure hidden in it. ”

Thinking of this, Han Chu's expression became more and more solemn, with such a cultivation and the protection of the ancient treasure, this Immortal Dao person is probably even more terrifying than the old demon of Chenyang.

And almost at the same time as Han Chu, Shen Zhen also looked at Han Chu suddenly, obviously the secret treasure of the inner body was also a restless warning, a strange ghost light in his eyes flashed rapidly, and the eyebrows flashed, and for a while, it seemed that there was an endless ocean of blood, and there were countless fierce ghosts hiding in the waves of the sea of blood, roaring and howling to pull Han Chu in.

This Immortal Daoist is worthy of being a Demon Dao Grandmaster, acting unscrupulously, doing whatever he wants, and testing Han Chu's cultivation without sparing a hand as soon as he comes up, but Han Chu has had many adventures, especially in the underground Divine Thought Talisman, a powerful Divine Mind power is enough to compare to Jindan Dacheng, although it is still worse than Chenyang Old Demon and Northern Immortal Desire, but he has a lot of treasures in his hands, if he really fights again, he may not have the strength to fight.

The talisman flashed in his eyebrows, and Han Chu was also slightly angry in his heart, and he ran his divine thoughts, and he didn't hesitate to fight back and bump into it.

Boom!

With a cold explosion, the invisible divine thoughts of the two collided and intersected, and a strong wind rolled up, blowing up the ground a full three feet thick, and roaring and spreading in all directions.

Han Chu only felt that the other party's divine thoughts were vast and evil, like an endless sea of blood, not weaker than him at all, an invisible huge force pushed him, if he resisted this huge force, I was afraid that he would be forced out of the true body of the iron-armored corpse, Han Chu naturally did not dare to expose it in such a place in full view, so he had to take three steps back in a row and unload the huge force on his body.

On the other hand, it was really uncomfortable, he snorted in his snort, his body shook a few times, a slight crisp sound came from under his feet, and his body suddenly hit three inches, but he directed the strength of his body to the ground, and stepped into the rock with both feet.

Although the Divine Thoughts are formless and ethereal things, Han Chu and Shen Zhen are both terrifying masters of the Transformation of Divine Thoughts, the collision of these two Divine Thoughts is more terrifying than the collision of ordinary magic weapons, and the violent hurricane brings a tearing roar, like a dense piece of bone-scraping steel knives bursting out in all directions, and the sharpness of the qi is like a sword light in the sky.

Although Han Chu took three steps back, he looked embarrassed, but on the contrary, he was more relaxed and freehand than Mingzhen, seeing this situation, he waved his sleeves, and the wind was on the ground, and with a wave of his hand, the wind blade whistling in the sky was swept into the sky.

The two of them tested each other in an instant, and everyone on the side was stunned, all of them looked at Han Chu in a daze, and they couldn't speak for a while, especially the two senior brothers and sisters Gu Yingluo, who knew Han Chu's real age, and set off a huge wave in their hearts.

Although the two of them knew that Han Chu was strong, they didn't know that Han Chu was so strong that he could compete with one of the three great masters of the Demon Dao, the Immortal True Dao person, at such an age, he had such terrifying strength, and the two of them also had a suspicion in their hearts, could it be that Han Chu was the reincarnation of an ancient god.

Shen Zhen's eyes suddenly sharpened, his face was cloudy, and he looked at Han Chu directly, and it took several breaths before he suddenly smiled, "Haha! It's rude to be poor! Don't blame it! Don't blame it! I don't know what this Taoist friend is called? Where is Xianxiang?"

Mingzhen laughed heartily a few times, bowed slightly to Han Chu to apologize, and was neither humble nor arrogant between his words, his expression was clear, and his words and laughter showed the demeanor of the sect master.

Han Chu Jian was really so generous, and a trace of fire in his heart also disappeared in an instant, and he hurriedly returned the salute, "Loose cultivation Han Chu, meet the Red Blood Sect Master of the Immortal Sect, the younger generation is commensurate with the Blood River Brothers, and Han Chu is not afraid to be called the Daoist friend of the Immortal True Sect Master!"

The two of them struck a tentative blow to each other, and Han Chu couldn't help but smile secretly in his heart at this time, fifty years ago, the Northern Darkness Desire was the number one master of the Demon Dao? He, the number one master, was probably just a banner that these Demon Dao Masters pushed to the front to test the strength of the righteous path.

The two of them collided just now, although Han Chu concealed it slightly, but how could he do his best, but Han Chu also took the opportunity to investigate the Dao Immortal True Cultivation, the Jindan Great Perfection, and the strongest cultivator of the half-step Yuan Infant Realm.

The gap between Jindan Dacheng and Jindan Dacheng is not big, but it is not small either, if there is no difference in magic weapons, one Jindan Dacheng is enough to deal with three or four Jindan Dacheng monks, with the inheritance of the Red Blood Sect, and the treasure in the body that can cause the Tianjun lock to move, if he does it with all his might, he is afraid that he can easily wipe out seven or eight Jindan Dacheng monks.

As soon as Han Chu said this, Shen Zhen's face was finally moved, if Han Chu was a veteran monk who had been cultivating for many years and had a young appearance, although his strength was strong and his background was mysterious, it was just for him to pay attention.

But if Han Chu was a young monk, he couldn't help but be stunned when he stared at Han Chu for a moment, and it took a full two or three breaths before he reacted to Han Chu's words, and the matter of the blood river running out without permission in his heart had already been thrown out of the clouds.

"Brother Han is so powerful, it really surprised my little sister!"

Gu Yingluo was the first to recover from the shock, with a crisp sound of bells, she stepped forward briskly and smiled, she naturally could see that Han Chu and the two had no grievances, they were just tentatively happy to see the hunt.

"Uncle Shenzhen, since you're here, why don't you go and rest in my bird's wing dragon boat for a while! If you let my father know that I let you stand here all the time, he will teach me to be unruly again!"

Sticking out her tongue slightly, Gu Yingluo chuckled playfully, and in her crisp and pleasant laughter, the last trace of arrows and crossbows in the air also dissipated invisibly.

After entering the Sparrow Wing Dragon Boat, everyone sat down, naturally there were disciples of the Great Shura Zizai Heavenly Palace offering fragrant tea, and Gu Yingluo, a tricky and clever ghost, interspersed with it, but in a few breaths, everyone was already talking very happily, even Wu Hunt and the young man of the Red Blood Sect with a wooden face were a few words from time to time, and the atmosphere was very harmonious for a while.

When the atmosphere was peaceful, I saw a girl in white walking in quickly and reported, "Two gods, the three people outside ask to see the Sect Master and the Palace Master." ”

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