Chapter 525: Those who enter the blood and rush to the gate will die!

No matter how big or small the sects are, the most important resource, and one death is a huge loss. The relatives, friends, masters and disciples of the fourteen Nascent Soul cultivators secretly climbed to Chixue Mountain and wanted to rescue them, but Yi Chu was in charge. These monks with the highest cultivation level, that is, the peak of Nascent Soul, will be discovered before they can climb to the Blood Crush Gate.

Although Yi Chu did not take action, his cold eyes made most of the monks frightened.

In ten days, he secretly entered Chixue Mountain seven times, and at most once, four Yuanying masters were dispatched, but in the end, he failed to rescue a trapped person.

Yi Chu, who is overwhelming the world, deserves to be matched with these four loud words. However, under the premise of overwhelming the world, those monks who have condensed evil must be eliminated.

Now that time has come, these monks who are preparing to save people are all extremely nervous. The life and death of their teachers and friends is about to be decided at this moment. Some small sects that use trapped masters of the Nascent Soul as the mainstay are even more anxious at this time.

They were anxious. The fourteen trapped Nascent Soul masters were also addicted to an anxiety about uncertainty of life and death. They let their thoughts rise and fall without control, tumbling up and down, and uneasy. After all, this guy's words were related to their life and death. Since they embarked on the road of cultivation, they have never been as anxious as they are today!

Who can truly see through the word "life and death"?

The longer the life span they have, the more important it is to pay attention to life and death. At this time, they were defeated by their cultivation. Even an ordinary monk could put them to death in an instant.

Anxious, irritable, and anxious. They both want to know the result quickly, and hope that time will not pass too quickly. Fortunately, before the person repents, they can give their fellow workers a chance to rescue them.

Just as they were thinking about it, Liu Peng, who had a fierce look on his face, slowly walked over. Behind him, several low-level disciples of the Blood Sect holding sharp blades also looked gloomy and had no expression at all. Such a fierce look could not have a feeling of ease and joy in people's eyes.

"Xue Mingzi, I tell you that if you want to kill me, my master will not let you go!" A shrill shouted out from Lin Jianping's mouth.

At this time, Lin Jianping no longer had the arrogant look of ten days ago. He was under too much pressure and thought a lot in the past ten days. His blind hope and initial optimism were exhausted by the unbearable ten days and various rumors. His messy hair was like straw, and his beard grew wildly above his gray and purple lips. His whole body looked stiff and stiff.

In the desperate despair, his fragile heart was at a loss, and he was full of confidence at a moment; he was ashamed at the moment. Although his eyes were shining with hideous divine light, the most was deep fear.

After feeling the strong aura hidden around him, Lin Jianping seemed to be pulled back from the heavy and hopeless silence by these fellow rescuers. He felt a revival of light again. Before the moment of life and death was about to come, his nerves were almost at the verge of collapse. Finally, he could not bear the huge pressure in his heart and could not wait to shout out!

This hysterical shout was like a signal of help, causing all the monks hiding around to fly up one by one, and all kinds of sword lights gathered from all directions in an instant.

The Nascent Soul, Golden Pill, and Liquid Transformation, hundreds of monks gathered from all directions, with their eyes staring at the mountains where Yi Chu was located, staring at Yi Chu who was sitting proudly.

"Those who enter the Blood Crush Gate without authorization will die!"

A faint voice came from Yi Chu's mouth. The tone was not high, but it was also sonorous and powerful, with all the weight and a sense of measure. Just this sentence made all the monks who were watching tremble and frightened.

The dozen monks who were about to continue moving forward suddenly stopped the sword light when they heard this sound, looked up at the man with a cold air above the mountain, and they couldn't help but feel a little scared.

"The time for others to punish others is up, so they are released. As for Lin Jianping, who is in trouble, he will be punished for another ten days to serve as a warning to others!"

"Yes, sect leader!" Liu Peng bowed and bowed to the mountain where Yi Chu was, flew to the side of a Nascent Soul cultivator. He pinched the magic trick in his hand and took back the blood dragon tendons bound to the body of the Nascent Soul cultivator.

Without the support of the blood dragon tendons, the Nascent Soul monk's body fell straight to the ground while losing weight. The hundred-foot cliff immediately made the Nascent Soul monk feel cold! His skills have not yet recovered, so why would he be miserable?

He fell to death, wasn’t this Xue Mingzi going to kill this Nascent Soul monk? As soon as this idea appeared, all the monks were involuntarily afraid. In addition, the relatives and friends of this Nascent Soul monk activate the flying sword like lightning and ran towards the Nascent Soul monk!

Just as they rushed to the blood rushing outside the door in a hurry, they were stunned to find that a cloud light had emerged from the feet of the Nascent Soul monk, steadily lifting the body of the Nascent Soul monk.

The skill was restored, and the Nascent Soul monks emptied their energy. When they were flying, clouds were born under their feet. The happy teacher and friend's sect suddenly felt relieved, but when they saw the three words growing bigger and bigger in front of them, their expressions suddenly changed.

"Blood rushes to the door!"

Why did he rush outside the Blood Crush Gate? Thinking of the obvious threat just now, in an instant, more than a dozen monks suddenly turned the sword light, turned their heads and retreated back towards the rear.

Come quickly and go faster!

The Nascent Soul Cultivator who was released was also filled with ecstasy after the disaster. As the clouds slowly fell, his eyes fell tightly on the man sitting upright on the top of the mountain.

Give up, doubt, hesitation, regret, toughness, anger, grievance... All kinds of emotions appeared in his heart in an instant. He wanted to control the magic weapon, and compete with this person for strengths and weaknesses. He wanted to...

But in the end, the ruthless words that came to his mouth were forced to hold back. It was exactly the same as his performance. Although the other Nascent Soul monks were sensible, they didn't dare to say a word of nonsense.

Obviously, these released Nascent Soul cultivators were already shocked by Yi Chu's ferocity. They had an instinctive fear in their bones. They could say something harsh to him. Although they could make a spoil for a while, if they annoyed this moody guy and were hung under the cliff by this guy, it would be more than worth the loss, because they lost the big one!
Chapter completed!