Buzz ~! A huge bell came, and then the gate of the Senluo Palace slowly opened. On the gate of the Senluo Palace, there was a huge ghost head without a scripture. The ghost head was divided into two halves from the middle of the gate, half a smile, and the other half an angry face. This made the ghost head look even more terrifying. Everyone knew this ghost head. This ghost head represented a person's thoughts of good and evil, and also had the intention of rewarding good and punishing evil.

As the gate opened, a team of monks flew out of the gate, but the leader was an old man in a black robe. His strength was extremely powerful. As soon as he came out, countless demonic energy had already accompanied his body. The overwhelming magic power moved all monks.

"Amitabha!" The sound of the Buddha's name came out of the Blood Buddha Temple. Then the Blood Buddha Ha Jing appeared above the Blood Buddha Temple. He folded his hands together, looked at the old man in black robe, and said in a deep voice: "Fellow Taoist Jie Tian, ​​it's been a long time since I saw him?" Although he was saying hello, when Ha Jing looked at the old man, his eyes were full of fear.

Ha Jing knew that old man, whose name was Jie Tian, ​​nicknamed Yi Dao Jie Tian, ​​and is the strongest person in the inheritance of Jie Jian of the Corpse Demon Sect. His corpse sword technique is extremely powerful. Ha Jing had fought with him before, and the two sides had a draw. After so many years, his sword technique has become more diligent. Although Ha Jing's Nine-Character Mantra Maximum Seal has also been diligent, he is still not sure to defeat him. Facing such a master, he dare not neglect it.

Jie Tian looked at Ha Jing with a calm face and said in a deep voice: "Yes, I haven't seen each other for hundreds of years. Ha Jing, you are still in style. I heard that your handprint of the Truth has found the successor. It's so gratifying." As he said that, he glanced at Zhao Hai, but there was a hint of envy in his eyes.

With their strength reaching their level, in addition to ascension, what they most valued is their own Taoist tradition. Although both his corpse-removing sword and Ha Jing's mantra seal were learned from their predecessors, their strength reached their level and they also added a lot of their own understanding to these skills. Of course, they also hope that their Taoist tradition can be passed on. Although there are many disciples of Jie Tian, ​​even those who can truly understand the essence of his corpse-removing sword, there is not a single one yet, even among the disciples of the next generation, which makes him even more disappointed.

Jie Tian had heard that Zhao Hai, who had recently emerged from the Blood Killing Sect, inherited Ha Jing's mantle and learned his Mantra. It can almost be said that he is the best inheritor of Ha Jing's Mantra Maximum Seal. He is naturally extremely envious, so he looked so envious when he looked at Zhao Hai.

Ha Jing smiled slightly and said, "I believe that fellow Taoist Jie Tian can definitely find a disciple who is suitable for you. Don't worry, now the time is here, can we start?" Another Ha Jing didn't want to talk nonsense anymore. Now the time has come, so just start the fight.

Jie Tian smiled slightly and said, "After so many years, your temper has not changed. Well, the time has come, so it will begin. The order of appearance is up to both sides to decide. We should not interfere. Fellow Daoist Ha Jing, I have got some new spiritual tea here. Why don't we taste the tea together?"

Ha Jing looked at Jie Tian and laughed: "We shouldn't be too involved in the matter of juniors. I also got some spiritual wine and spiritual food here, so I want to ask you to taste it." After saying that, the two of them moved and all disappeared. As soon as they left, none of the island masters on both sides appeared. Obviously, this time they handed over the power of making decisions to these true disciples on both sides.

The Blood Killing Sect is naturally under the responsibility of Zhao Hai. This is what Ha Jing has ordered long ago. Moreover, other people may indeed be stronger than Zhao Hai in a small realm, but when it comes to combat effectiveness, no one dares to say that they are stronger than Zhao Hai. It is precisely because of this that Zhao Hai has become the well-deserved leader among these true disciples.

As soon as he saw Ha Jing leave, Zhao Hai knew what he should do. He glanced at the people opposite him and suddenly laughed: "I have killed blood as the champion, so naturally I can't make people laugh. Who is willing to play this front?" Zhao Hai's voice didn't seem to be very loud, but both sides and those who were watching the fun could hear it clearly, especially Zhao Hai's laughter, which made people feel even more excited. The disciples from the Blood Killing Sect all felt a heat flowing through their bodies, and someone immediately shouted loudly: "I'll do it!" This sound of me came, but hundreds of people shouted at the same time, and a murderous aura soared into the sky.

The people around were stunned when they felt this murderous aura. Some cultivators with weak strength couldn't help but change their faces. They had never fought with the people of the Blood Killing Sect before. They only heard that the people of the Blood Killing Sect were extremely powerful and very sacrificing. They had no intuitive impression yet, but now, they have truly experienced it.

Zhao Hai glanced at the cultivators of the Blood Killing Sect and laughed: "Don't worry, everyone, take your time, you have a chance, Brother Fuling, please come in this first battle." Zhao Hai said as he smiled at a very tall cultivator among the crowd.

This cultivator named Fu Ling is also a true disciple of the Blood Killing Sect. He is very tall and really has a feeling of being ahead among the crowd. Moreover, his figure is very strong, giving people a feeling of being full of strength. He is also the one who had been calling for a fight before. Now when he heard Zhao Hai clicking him, he couldn't help but smile, and then laughed: "Okay, Junior Brother Zhao Hai, you have a vision. It depends on me for this battle." After saying that, his figure moved and appeared in the void. At the same time, he waved his hand and a long sword appeared in his hand. The long sword was blood-red, but it was very huge. The whole big sword was about four feet long and nearly one foot wide. When he held it in his hand, it was like a door panel.

Fu Ling was even more proud of her aura with a knife in her hand. He shouted at the cultivators of each sect: "Fuling is here, who dares to fight?" With his voice, a murderous aura emerged from him. Each person and a sword were soaring into the sky. He really felt like a demon god is alive. Such a momentum could shock many people.

Unfortunately, what he is facing now is not ordinary people, but all the elite disciples of various sects. They are all very favored in the sects. They are all arrogant and arrogant. How can they be scared by Fu Ling? So someone immediately jumped out and snorted coldly: "I'll meet you."

Fu Ling looked at the man and sneered, "You are from the Yin-Yang Sect, are you from the Yin-Yang Sect? The person I discussed most is from the Yin-Yang Sect. Since you are from the Yin-Yang Sect, I'm sorry. You must die in my hands today. But under my command, Fu Ling, I won't kill the nameless ghost and report your name, so that grandpa can see if you are worth my killing!"

The cultivator of the Yin-Yang Sect, when he heard Fu Ling say this, he couldn't help but snort coldly: "Fu Ling, I've heard of you. I heard that you have another nickname called Batian Blood Knife. Hahaha, I really dare to swear and dominate the blood Knife. Today I want to see how you dominate the world. Listen, I won't change your name or sit down. Xiong Baoshan is me. The fellow Taoist here in the Blood Sea Realm is given a slight harp and calls it to the next Shanhe Fist. I wonder if I am qualified to fight you?"

When Fu Ling heard Xiong Baoshan’s self-reporter, his expression was shaking. He had heard of Xiong Baoshan, the Shanhequan, who was born in the Yin-Yang Sect, but he practiced not illusion, nor poison, nor any technique of replenishment. He practiced a kind of exercise called Yin-Yang True Sutra. He was famous for his Yin-Yang Mountain Fist, and was one of the more famous disciples of the Yin-Yang Sect. He did not expect that this very handsome monk was actually Xiong Baoshan.

The name of a person, the shadow of a tree, and when Fu Ling heard the name of the other party, he did not dare to underestimate the other party. He knew that the other party could make a great reputation in the Yin-Yang Sect, then his strength was definitely not weak. How could he dare to underestimate the other party? So he looked up, and then he looked at Xiong Baoshan and said, "Mountain and He Fist Xiong Baoshan, I didn't expect it to be you. Speaking of this Yin-Yang Sect, there are really not many people I can respect. You are one. Although you are from the Yin-Yang Sect, you can't do anything about the replenishment, it is very admirable to me. It is also my honor to be able to fight with you. But today I will defeat you and let you know that I am so domineering." After saying that, the big knife in his hand raised the door panel, pointed at Xiong Baoshan with a sharp sword that was comparable to me, and a sword force that was soaring to me came from him. He seemed to be taller, like a demon god between heaven and earth.

Xiong Baoshan's face also condensed when he saw Fu Ling's gesture, but he then snorted coldly and said, "The great way of my Yin-Yang Sect is not something you, a small true disciple, can't do anything wrong with you. Today I want to see how your domineering sword is." After saying that, he clasped his fists and made a gesture. His gesture was very strange. His left fist was in front. Although he clenched into a fist, his palm rushed out, and his right fist was behind, and his palm was even more backward, looking very strange.

But with his gesture, an extremely powerful aura emerged from him. This aura did not seem very domineering, but it was very heavy, giving people a feeling of being as immovable as a mountain. At the same time, his eyes were staring at Fu Ling, and he could send a thunder attack at any time.

Those who were watching the fun around were shocked when they heard the two people claiming their names. These two people were not unknown people. They are also famous figures in the Blood Sea Realm. They can be said to be two more famous disciples of the Blood Killing Sect and the Yin Yang Sect. They became famous earlier than Zhao Hai. Now they have all reached the eighth level of the Essence and Dharma Realm. It can be said that they have reached the ninth level of the Essence and Dharma Realm further, and they have hope to enter the practice of Dharma.
Chapter completed!