Seeing that Fang Ling didn't pay attention to him, Elder Xue's face turned a little blue and said, "If you don't want to be an enemy of my Blood Demon Sect, release me immediately!"

"Fang Ling, let's let the people go!" Liu Liren hesitated for a moment, and persuaded Fang Ling in a deep voice.

In Fang Ling's impression, Liu Liren was undoubtedly the most protective of the disciples of the Thousand Bamboo Sect, otherwise he would not have had a dispute with Lan Taozi for him.

Now Liu Liren's attitude shows that he has a lot of scruples about this Blood Demon Sect.

It's just that Fang Ling didn't even care about Yan Shenzhou, how could he care about a Blood Demon Sect? He glanced at the Blood Demon Sect's Elder Xue and said lightly, "Since you want it, then give it to you!"

A smile appeared on Elder Xue's face. Of course, there is a hint of sarcasm in this smile.

This ridicule was the ridicule of the other party's Ling Fear of the Blood Demon Sect, but just as he stretched out his hand to pick up Sun Yuan's painting that Fang Ling ran out, Sun Yuan's painting of the whole person silently turned into ashes in mid-air.

A large living person suddenly scattered in the air.

For Fang Ling's words just now about letting Sun Yuanhua go, many disciples of the Thousand Bamboo Sect felt a little uncomfortable, but they knew that there was no room for them to say anything about this kind of thing.

What's more, although they are at the bottom, they also know the power of the Blood Demon Sect, and the current first sect of the Six Sects of the Divine Sect, it is best not to offend the Thousand Bamboo Sect now.

But when they saw Sun Yuan's painting that turned into ashes in the void, their faces rose with excitement.

After all, it was their fellow disciples who died, and Fang Ling killed Sun Yuanhua. That is to give Sect Chief Qianzhu a face and take revenge. Especially Yang Jiu and the Black Scorpion Lady and others. His expression was full of excitement.

Fang Ling. This person who dared to challenge the River-Blocking Sword Sect with one person did not disappoint these old deployments.

They can also straighten their backs and say to everyone that they are the people who worship the Moon Mountain, and they are the Moon Worship Mountain where Fang Ling Fang's ancestor stayed back then!

However, Elder Xue's face became darker than the bottom of the pot. Although Sun Yuanhua is a Jindan real person, in his eyes, the death of a Jindan real person is not a big deal.

But Sun Yuanhua must not die in front of his eyes like this. Otherwise, he will be in the Six Sects of Scorn in the future, and he won't have to mix up.

"Boy, you're looking for death!" As Elder Xue spoke, the magic trick in his hand pinched, and a blood cloud flew out of his small Qiankun bag, and the blood cloud turned into a blood net and shrouded towards Fang Ling.

The breath in this blood cloud. Not only did it not stink, but on the contrary, it was a little sweet, and Fang Ling felt that his blood had an urge to rush out of his body the moment the blood-colored net fell.

The Blood Demon Sect's technique is really a bit weird. Fang Ling couldn't help but think of the Blood Transformation Dafa he had encountered back then.

But immediately, he shook his head, although this Elder Xue's cultivation was much stronger than that of the heir of the Blood Transformation Dafa. But when it comes to the exercises, it is far inferior to the blood-transforming Dafa.

Clotted blood. It's still a little useful to others, but to Fang Ling. It's nothing at all.

The magic trick in his hand pinched the magic flag, and the black light flickered, and swept towards the blood net, and in just three or two strokes, the blood-colored net became half a zhang in size.

As long as Fang Ling urged the Demon Banner again, he would be able to sweep the net into the Demon Banner, but at this moment, he heard someone in the void say in a deep voice: "Sun Yuan's painting is to blame, Senior Brother Xue is not going to retreat quickly." ”

The voice was peaceful, but it seemed to imply a kind of power that people couldn't help but surrender. Even Fang Ling, when he heard this voice, his heart moved.

Elder Xue quickly pinched the spell and took back his red net. At this time, the top of his head was already a little sweaty.

Although he knew that he was inferior to Fang Ling, the battle just now made him feel that the gap between himself and Fang Ling was so big.

"Zhang Yinghou greets his seniors!" The Great Elder of the Ten Thousand Poison Pavilion saluted respectfully the moment the old man came.

The white-clothed scribe who sneered at the way of heaven, hesitated for a moment, and also saluted the old man: "Li Wentong greets the seniors. ”

Yin Yu Niang looked at the old man, hesitated for a moment, and then bowed down and said, "Yin Yu Niang greets the seniors!"

Liu Liren looked at the old man, and also bowed and said: "Liu Liren visited his predecessors, I can't imagine that two hundred years later, I will be able to see my predecessors." ”

Two hundred years later, this time span is really not ordinary, and Fang Ling himself has only been in this world for a few decades.

But the last time Liu Liren saw this old man was two hundred years ago. The old man was not tall, and his red face gave people a sense of neutrality and peace.

However, the cultivation of the old man sensed by Fang Ling's divine sense was the cultivation of the late Yuan Infant stage!

An ancestor in the late Yuan Infant period, and from the blood qi on his body that was not much stronger than ordinary people, Fang Ling could feel that this person was by no means ordinary.

Perhaps, it is a half-step power.

I saw the old man wave his hand lightly and said, "It's all my own family, why be so polite." ”

As he spoke, he glanced at Fang Ling and said, "Senior Brother Fang's Xuanqi Dafa is worthy of the talisman method of my Divine Sect Ancestor back then. ”

"If Senior Brother, you can cultivate the Xuanqi Dafa to the realm of Passage Zhaotian, how can this Nanchu let Yan Shenzhou be arrogant!"

"Senior Brother Fang, this is the senior Lu Shenmeng of my Six Sects of Scorning God, and Senior Lu was the second elder of our Scorning Sect back then. Liu Liren saw that the old man was talking to Fang Ling, as if he was afraid that Fang Ling had said the wrong thing, and quickly introduced to Fang Ling.

For the Divine Scorn Sect, Fang Ling was most familiar with Zhuge Cangsheng, who had reunited the six sects of the Divine Scorn.

At that time, Zhuge Cangsheng was the Great Elder of the Divine Sect, and this old man called Lu Shenmeng was the Second Elder of the Divine Sect.

Speaking of Lu Shenmeng's status in the Cult of Scorn, that is, under one person, above ten thousand people. At that time, with the death of Zhuge Cangsheng, the Cult of Scorning God re-differentiated into the Six Sects of Scorn.

But these elders of the Six Sects of the Scornful God still looked extremely respectful to this Lu Shenmeng.

Fang Ling felt a strange aura from this Lu Shenmeng's body, this was a familiar aura, this Lu Shenmeng, he felt very familiar.

But he couldn't remember where he had seen Lu Shenmeng. He believed that as long as he had seen Lu Shenmeng, he would never forget this person.

But Fang Ling's mind went through all the memories, and he couldn't think of where he had seen this Lu Shenmeng.

Seeing that all eyes were already looking at him, Fang Ling arched his hand towards Nalu Shenmeng and said, "Meet Senior Lu." ”

Lu Shenmeng laughed and said, "Since Senior Brother Fang has become a Yuanying, we should be friends with peers." ”

Speaking of this, he glanced around, and said in a deep voice: "What happened just now is that our Blood Demon Sect is not strict with its disciples, which is why this kind of thing happened, and I ask Senior Brother Fang and all junior disciples to forgive me." ”

"After I go back, I will definitely discipline my disciples of the Blood Demon Sect strictly, and if anyone dares to make the same mistake again, you can kill them. ”

When Lu Shenmeng said this, he glanced at the Elder Xue and said, "It's just that Senior Brother is not strict with his subordinates, and he will also work with Senior Brother Fang to go back to face the wall for thirty days to set an example!"

Xue Mourning Sect is a high-minded and arrogant person, and his appearance when he came just now has already explained a qiē. But now under Lu Shenmeng's gaze, he has become extremely respectful.

"The younger brother is punished, and the senior brother is taught. ”

"Now that the Yan Shenzhou Passage is shining in the sky, our Six Sects of Scorn God can be said to have reached the biggest crisis since the death of Senior Brother Zhuge . ”

Lu Shenmeng changed his words and said in a deep voice: "Whether it is for the inheritance of the six sects of our family, or for our lives, now we face Yan Shenzhou, there is only one choice, and that is only one battle!"

"So this time to summon the scorning god clone, I hope that all the juniors and disciples must work together, only in this way can we ensure that our six scorning gods will survive in heaven and earth when this great tribulation comes. ”

The location of the Blood Demon Sect is located on the left side of the Thousand Bamboo Sect, but it is the most middle position of the Six Sects of the Scorning Gods.

This is a magic weapon that can be carried with you by refining, not only is there a complete set of pavilions and pavilions, but also a lot of strange flowers and plants have been transplanted, which seems to be very immortal.

In the past, although the cave was quiet, the atmosphere was still good.

But now, the entire cave is silent, and many people have a feeling that they dare not breathe loudly.

The main reason for this situation is naturally half an hour ago.

Sun Yuanhua died, and Elder Xue suffered even more, at this time, who would dare to find it uncomfortable.

Many people's eyes cautiously looked towards the closed main hall door, Elder Xue and the others had been in with Lu Taishang for a while, and they didn't know if they had already discussed the result.

Just when all kinds of speculations appeared in everyone's minds, the gate of the palace was slowly pushed open, and Elder Xue and the others walked out.

It's just that Elder Xue's face is not very good-looking.

"Senior brother, since Ancestor Lu said it, then you should be careful in the future, and you must not lose a big one because of a small one. A man with a dark face who looked like a farmer said to Xue Mourning Sect in a deep voice.

Although they were both Yuan Infants, Elder Xue was afraid of this senior brother.

When he was only a foundation building monk, this dark-faced man was already a primordial ancestor.

Although he has now become the ancestor of the same level, he does not dare to be disrespectful to this young man.

Not only because of the love back then, but also because compared to him, this person was more favored by the elder Lu.

"Senior brother understands!" Although Xue Mourning Sect was a little unconvinced in his heart, he did not dare to disobey Lu Shenmeng's instructions.

The dark-faced man nodded and said, "Elder Lu can't bear to be afraid that our stormy Six Sects will have any more infighting. ”

"What's more, from the news I got recently, this Fang Ling, I'm afraid that his cultivation is not weaker than the Great Elder......"

Xue Mourning Sect was stunned for a moment, and then said in disbelief: "How is this possible? How long has Fang Ling only cultivated, how could he not be weaker than the Great Elder in terms of cultivation, you must know that the Great Elder is ......" (to be continued......