As the Venerable of the Blood God Sect, Qin Shiyue can be said to be above one person, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is below ten thousand people, he has naturally seen and understood a lot of things, and it is not a problem to be able to identify the Nether Sword.

It's just that he didn't pay close attention to the fact that the blood fire dragon on Lin Ziming's body was gone, perhaps because Lin Ziming still had a thick blood surge on his body.

In the room, Lin Ziming shook the Netherworld Knife, and a mysterious power immediately merged into the knife, and for a while, the Netherworld Knife burst out with a strange blood red, but as long as Lin Ziming didn't meditate, everything was calm again.

"As the Lord of the Blood Pool Palace, it seems that I can mobilize a trace of the strength of the Blood Pool Hall and increase my strength a lot. Lin Ziming slowly returned to his state and said.

But there is a law for everything, if you want to get it, you have to give something, and you can get the gift of the Blood Pool Hall without being out of thin air, even if you are a hall master.

This is the Marquis of Xiaoyao who did not hesitate to slaughter thousands of people to increase his evil power, so as to gain greater strength in the Evil Mirror Hall to break through the coveted one-yuan realm.

To do so is against the morality of the world, and it will naturally be opposed by decency.

Lin Ziming's heart was extremely complicated, but he finally made a choice in the Blood Moon Palace and sacrificed himself to become a demon.

"Maybe it's become interesting because of me. The corners of Lin Ziming's mouth showed a strange look.

Seven days passed in a blink of an eye, Lin Ziming came to the Blood Moon Castle and entered the Blood Moon Palace, and the Marquis of Xiaoyao also knew as scheduled.

"Huh?" Lin Ziming looked at Xiaoyaohou, showing a trace of doubt, and said, "You are not Xiaoyaohou, if you guess correctly, you should be his puppet." ”

"Heh, junior, how can Xiaoyao Hou be qualified to let me be his puppet. Huang Shang smiled.

Immediately afterwards, his mask was taken off, revealing his true face: "You can call me Huang Shang, I am also Master Qin Shiyue." ”

"Huang Shang!" Lin Ziming was stunned and said, "You are the creator of the Nine Yin True Scripture." ”

"So to speak. Huang Shang smiled, and was very curious about this little guy knowing so many things.

"It seems that Xiaoyao Hou did not choose the wrong person. ”

"Go ahead. ”

Huang Shang waved his hand, and a dragon roar came out, but he saw the blood fire dragon coming towards Lin Ziming and re-entering his body.

"Xiaoyao Hou died because of the impact on the realm of one yuan, this blood fire dragon is the place where all his skills are stored, I hope you will accept it well. ”

After Lin Ziming found out that the Blood Fire Dragon had returned, it immediately fed back to Lin Ziming with the strength of Xiaoyao Hou.

"Five dollars and eleven heavy!"

Lin Ziming secretly exclaimed, the power carried by the Blood Fire Dragon directly raised him by two levels, and the death of Xiaoyao Hou left a group of dragons without a leader, fortunately, there is still a Huang Sang, but Huang Shang is a person of the court after all, and it is dispensable for the Blood God Sect, and it can be abandoned at any time.

"Lin Ziming, now that the Marquis is dead, my agreement with him can be terminated at any time, so the Blood God Sect is bound to collapse. Huang Shang said.

Although the Marquis of Joy is dead, he still has many questions, and Doll's Mountain Villa is one of them, as for other questions, it is unknown.

"Senior, do you know Xiaoyaohou's Doll Villa?" Lin Ziming asked.

"Yes. Huang Shang said.

Then Huang Sheng said: "The Doll Mountain Villa is in a secret place outside Tianzong City, if you want to go there, I will take you there." ”

"Hmm. Lin Ziming nodded in response.

Then, Huang Sheng took Lin Ziming out of the Blood Moon Hall and headed straight towards the Doll Mountain Villa.

As the name suggests, Dollhill was built by the Marquis of Joy for fun, and few people know about it.

Thirty miles outside the city of Tianzong, this is no longer under the jurisdiction of Qingzhou Mansion, but the boundary of Yanjing Mansion, also known as Shenjiazhuang, with Shenjiazhuang as the center, ten miles away, there is a Lianjiabao.

"The boundary between Shenjiazhuang and Lianjiabao is the Doll Villa arranged by Xiaoyao Hou, but unfortunately this time he didn't play with the world, so he died. Huang Sheng shook his head and said.

When Lin Ziming got the news, he could be regarded as answering the doubts in his heart, and it can be said that the secret of Doll Mountain Villa is indeed composed of many phantom arrays.

"Xiaoyaohou's hand is really big enough. Lin Ziming stood on the hill and looked down at the surrounding land of Shenjiazhuang.

Not long after, a woman rode a fast horse towards Shenjiazhuang.

"It seems to be a good game. Lin Ziming looked down and remembered Xiao Shiyilang and Feng Siniang, all of whom couldn't help but emerge.

"What, you want to go down and have fun too?" Huang Shang smiled.

"Of course. Lin Ziming couldn't think of any reason to refuse, looking at Huang Shang, the two looked at each other and smiled, turning into a blood mist and disappearing on the mountain.

Huang Shang has always experienced too much, and did not follow Lin Ziming's footsteps, but returned to Tianzong City first.

When he reappeared, Lin Zi clearly came to an inn, no, he should be secretly standing on the roof of the inn.

Below, there is an infinite reverie, and the woman who had ridden a fast horse was bathing in the inn.

The clothes gradually fell, revealing a smooth, crystalline, almost flawless figure.

Suddenly, the doors and windows of the woman's room were smashed through seven or eight holes at the same time, and in each hole a head sticked out, looking greedily at everything inside.

However, the woman lying in the basin seemed to have noticed these people, but she did not do much else, still staring at her spring-like fingers, and then turned her head and said, "Have you never seen a woman take a bath?"

As he spoke, the door of the woman's room burst open, and four or five fierce guys rushed in.

"What are you trying to do?"

"I want to do what a man wants to do. ”

"Hehe, then let's see if you have the ability. ”

The woman suddenly tore off one side of her clothes, put it on at the speed of wind and thunder, and then jumped up, and a dozen silver lights suddenly appeared between her fingers.

Then, there was a series of screams, but everyone saw a silver needle stuck in their eyes.

"That friend on the roof, if you don't come down yet, don't you want to sit on this beam all the time?" the woman shouted coldly.

Lin Ziming shook his head, jumped and appeared in the room, looking at the miserable situation of the four or five people, and at the flower-like beauty in front of her, I really didn't think this would be her means.

"You don't seem to be with them?" the woman stared at Lin Ziming.

"Naturally not. Lin Ziming denied it: "But Siniang, your demeanor is rare in the rivers and lakes." ”

"Heh, I didn't expect that there are still people who know my Feng Siniang in this troubled world. Feng Siniang said with a smile.

"Of course I do. Lin Ziming said: "Siniang's trip is to go to Shenjiazhuang to find that Xiao Shiyilang." ”

"Who the hell are you?"

Feng Siniang is not a fool, seeing that the other party is so clear about his own details, he can't help but save a sense of vigilance.

"It doesn't matter who I am, the point is that your little lover is about to die at the hands of the enemy. ”

These words made Feng Siniang's heart tremble, and she didn't know how to answer for a while.

Lin Ziming saw the opportunity, hugged Feng Siniang, and said with a smile: "Why are you stunned, don't you go with me to save Eleven Lang." \"

"Ahh

Before Feng Siniang could respond, she saw Lin Ziming jump down from the second floor of the inn, carried her out of the inn, got on the horse, and went straight to Shenjiazhuang.

"Why do you want to do this?" Feng Siniang was tightly held in Lin Ziming's arms, unable to move, and became cramped between breaths.

"If I say that I love you, is this reason counted?" Lin Ziming said with a smile.

Later, no matter how Feng Siniang resisted, she never relaxed, and only cared about riding her horse and going to Shenjiazhuang.

About half an hour later, Lin Ziming came to the surroundings of Shenjiazhuang, and looked up to see that a building was quite simple and exquisite.

"This is Shenjiazhuang?"

"Hmm. ”