Chapter 622: Deputy Sect Master, come to my room tomorrow night to wait for me!

Sunset in Cangshan, fight with you!

This is the invitation from the Lord of the Demon Palace to Yi Chu, and it is also the first demon gate of the Demon Palace, which officially regards the Blood-Crafting Sect as its opponent!

Ye Lingtian's voice kept echoing between the distant world, and Ye Lingtian's voice echoed in the thousands of miles of Chixue Mountain. This sound even broke out from the constraints of Chixue Mountain and spread throughout the five mountains.

Sunset in Cangshan, fight with you!

All those who heard this voice looked up at the endless sky, and had a deep premonition in their hearts that the integration of the demonic path before competing with the righteous path was finally about to begin! Although the main force was the masters of the souls such as the Blood Transformation Ancestor, these masters of the souls would not personally lead the disciples of the demonic path. If they did not show up, there must be a commander in the demonic path.

Now, the commander seemed to be about to emerge and ready to go.

The Ancestor of Blood Nether and the Lord of the Heavenly Demon Palace, one is a person who has risen rapidly like a star in the cultivation world and is envious; the other is a demonic evil spirit who has dominated the world for many years. The battle between the two is probably the most exciting battle under the soul.

"Is it sunset in Cangshan? Well, let's finish it on Cangshan."

Yi Chu, who looked very calm and indifferent, waved to Ming Yuzi lightly and said, "I have received Ye Lingtian's invitation to fight. I will not bother the second master. Just bring me a letter."

If it was when he first came, Ming Yuzi would certainly be disdainful to Yi Chu, but now, he had an instinctive fear of the leader of the Blood Transformation Sect. When he heard that he wanted to bring the letter back by himself, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and secretly thanked that Xue Mingzi was intimidated by the invitation of the Sect Leader and had no intention of paying attention to him. Otherwise, just based on his performance just now, he would probably suffer a lot.

Zuo Yusu also let go of his heart a lot. Although he was very dissatisfied with some of Ming Yuzi's actions, Ming Yuzi came with him after all. If something unexpected happened, she might not be able to escape.

It's really great to be able to go back smoothly.

"Sister, I just let this Ming Yuzi go so easily. It really disappointed me. That guy was so arrogant just now. If you don't give him some excellence, where will our Blood Transformation Sect put the face of it!"

The Princess Yinling pouted and stared at Ming Yuzi angrily, complaining unwillingly.

Looking at her sister's angry look, she had a premonition that suddenly penetrated Princess Jinling's heart! While this discovery surprised her, her heart was beating. She immediately suppressed the jumping thought and stopped her, "Sister, don't say that. You know, the two countries are fighting for wars. After all, he is the leader of the same sect. No matter how hard he is to calm down, he can't kill this Ming Yuzi. He cannot lose the face of the Blood-Crafting Sect on this."

Many cultivators from the Blood Transformation Sect looked at Ming Yuzi standing not far away from Yi Chu. Although they hated her teeth, they knew clearly that this kid had escaped this disaster, after all, he was an envoy.

"I will submit the letter from the sect leader to my palace master!"

Ming Yuzi, who was no longer arrogant, gently clasped his fists, and his chic demeanor seemed very extraordinary. If this guy hadn't been too disgusting for his performance just now, it might make people think that this guy is just a handsome young man and a beautiful boy in the turbid world!

"Well, thank you for your hard work."

While speaking, Yi Chu grabbed the palm of his hand, the rolling sun behind him suddenly shrank. In just a moment, the sun shrank so much that it was only the size of a fist, but the rushing blood energy contained in the sun became even thicker and deeper.

As the blood-colored sun shrank, the increasingly terrifying aura spread wildly around. Ming Yuzi, who was opposite Yi Chu, felt a sensation of heat in his body in a blink of an eye. If he wanted to move, he could not move at all.

What's wrong with this? What is the ancestor of Blood Nether to do?

Looking at the condensed blood sun, an ominous feeling suddenly rose in Ming Yuzi's heart. This surprised discovery made Ming Yuzi feel that Ming Yuzi wanted to fly away from here, and the farther away, the better!

"The ancestor's subordinate..."

Before Zuomorpheme could say anything, the rolling round sun rushed towards Ming Yuzi's body. In just a moment of effort, the round sun had already completed the round sun entering the body!

Ming Yuzi wanted to wave his hands and sacrifice his magic weapon, but under the cover of the sun, he could only struggle in vain, but could not do anything. He was frightened and terrified in his eyes, and watched the rolling bloody sun sink into his body.

At the moment when the blood sun entered the body, Ming Yuzi's originally pale face suddenly turned extremely red, and his body, which was standing in the air, fell straight from the void and smashed hard on the earth.

The endless blood light disappeared instantly, and the Blood-Crazy Mountain, shrouded in blood light, returned to peace at this moment. Except for Ming Yuzi, who was lying on the ground with a red face, everything seemed to have happened.

Levomon, who flew quickly to Ming Yuzi's side, turned ugly when his palm touched Ming Yuzi's body. Under this touch, Levomon could already feel that the true energy in Ming Yuzi's body was rapidly transforming, and that was his Nascent Soul, which was slowly eroded by a blood-colored sun.

Although Ming Yuzi would not die by Yi Chu's strange move, his true energy, the Nascent Soul who had been practicing hard for many years, was swallowed by Yi Chu's Blood Ri. When this move of Blood Ri broke out and competed with Ye Lingtian, Ming Yuzi, one of the secret weapons of the Heavenly Demon Palace, would become a useless person who had lost all his cultivation.

This blood-transforming ancestor is really terrible. Not only does he have amazing cultivation, but he is also a scheming person. He is obviously vengeful and cruel, but he is silent on the surface and smiles like a flower. Such a terrifying person beat Ming Yuzi into a useless person with his hands raised. Even if you know it, you have nothing to say.

Ye Lingtian, the lord of the Heavenly Demon Palace, sent a provocative note, and Yi Chu replied no matter how he calculated it. It was not his fault that Ming Yuzi became a useless person. If you have the ability, can you resolve this trick?

Zuomoso's thoughts kept flashing, and the plump and lubricating body was already full of sweat. She secretly felt fortunate that she was not as arrogant as Ming Yuzi just now, otherwise, she would probably have no benefit.

"I will definitely bring my letter from the ancestor to the palace master. If the ancestor has no other instructions, then the disciple will say goodbye to Junior Brother Mingyu." Zuomome, who was thinking in a very delicate way, lowered his posture a little.

Yi Chu, who nodded, waved his hand gently at ZuoYoshu and said, "Since you are in a hurry to travel, I won't keep you anymore. Elder Qin, see you off."

With Zuo Yisu's fingers, he grabbed Ming Yuzi's body and followed Qin Zhilong to fly out of Chixue Mountain. Many monks from the Blood Transformation Sect looked at Ming Yuzi, who was like a puppet, and their hearts quickly rolled over with a sense of pleasure.

As the black light transformed by the left morphemes disappeared between heaven and earth, the eyes of the disciples of the Blood Transformation Sect returned to Yi Chu again. Although there was no blood light shining the four directions of the Heaven and Earth on Yi Chu, at this time, he made these Blood Transformation Sect monks even more awe in their hearts.

Never disobey the sect leader. Judging from today's actions, this sect leader is not a good-tempered person. Once he offended this sect leader, he may not have a good life in the future!

The changes in the expressions of the disciples below, their brows and frowns, and their every move was clear. Yi Chu could naturally guess a rough idea about what they thought, but Yi Chu let them have this idea naturally. In his opinion, whether it is awe or fear, it doesn’t matter. All he wants is obedience and obedience!

Yi Chu did not expect them to be loyal to these disciples of the Blood-Crafting Sect. In Yi Chu's view, humans are the most complex animals, and loyalty is almost impossible. Not to mention monks, even ordinary people, they all have their own ideas. If you want these disciples to obey their own words, besides the necessary coaxing, seduction, and confusion, there is only one effective way left, that is, to establish an unmatched consciousness in their hearts.

"Sect Master, do you really want to fight Ye Lingtian?" After hesitating for a moment, the elder passed down from the passing master couldn't help but ask.

Yi Chu looked at Elder Chuangong, and then waved to the many monks gathered around him. Although the monks wanted to listen to what Yi Chu and Elder Chuangong discussed, no one dared to violate the orders of the sect leader. They bowed and bowed one by one and flew back to their respective caves like lightning.

"Do you think I can't fight at the meeting of Cangshan Mountain?" Yi Chu did not answer directly, but asked Elder Chuangong.

Elder Chuan Gong thought of the situation just now and sighed: "Sect Master, Ye Lingtian is the peak master of Ningsha. Although he is not as famous as Nishuihan, he is also a rare person in our devilish path! Although the sect master is a genius, it is still too early to fight him in three months. According to his subordinates' opinions, the sect master might as well take a step back in this matter. After the sect master Ningsha succeeds, he will decide the victory and defeat with Ye Lingtian!"

Although Elder Chuan Gong said this very tactfully, the meaning in his words was obvious. How could a person with talent and intelligence like Yi Chu not hear it?

Thinking of the fight with Ye Lingtian on the Blood-Crafting Mountain, Yi Chu's thoughts flashed and said with a serious expression: "I understand your thoughts. Now I am at the peak of the Nascent Soul, and I can condense evil spirits at any time. As long as there is enough demon blood evil spirit, three months is enough!"

Elder Chuan Gong looked at Yi Chu who was full of confidence and knew that it would be useless to persuade him, so he immediately said nothing. However, there was a hint of worry in his eyes.

Condensing evil energy and converting the true energy in one's body into a powerful Gangsha will take a certain amount of time. However, although this takes effort, it is nothing compared to finding evil energy that matches one's attributes.

Originally, the elders of the Chuangong and others were not worried about Yi Chu Ningsha. In the Blood Demon Pool, there was the demon blood evil energy needed by Yi Chu Ningsha. However, now the blood demon pool has been re-occupied by the Blood Demon Ancestor. The Blood Demon Ancestor, who needs the demon blood evil energy to practice day and night, will the demon blood evil energy share with Yi Chu?

The disciples of the Blood-Crafting Sect gradually dispersed. At the peak of the Blood-Crafting Summit, only Yi Chu stood there lightly. Ningsha was already an important pass in front of Yi Chu. As long as he succeeded in Ningsha, he would have enough strength to face the chaotic overall situation of the world.

"The Blood-Cultivation Ancestor, this time is a chance." A light voice spit out from Yi Chu's mouth. The sound was extremely calm, but it made people feel extremely cold when they heard it.

The golden full moon slowly climbed up the top of the mountain, shining on the endless Chixue Mountain. The moon mist was separated by one color, and the world was covered with white. Yi Chu flew down Chixue Mountain and flew straight towards the direction where the Blood Demon Pool was. And just as he flew under the Blood Demon Pool, he saw a figure flying out of the Blood Demon Pool.

When the person who flew out saw Yi Chu, he was stunned. His body, like a weak willow in the wind, trembling unconsciously in the air. Although this was very slight, it could not be hidden from Yi Chu's eyes.

"I'll pay homage to the sect leader." Qingfeng, who pondered for a moment, finally calmed down and respectfully bowed to Yi Chu.

"No need to be polite." Yi Chu smiled faintly and waved his hand gently at Qingfeng, but he had no intention of supporting Qingfeng when he bowed down.

Qingfeng looked at this face that made her feel deeply hated. On her thin lips, she couldn't help but show a sarcastic smile: "I heard that the sect leader is showing great power today and wants to make an appointment with the lord of the Heavenly Demon Palace Ye Lingtian in the Suncang Mountain. Here I wish the sect leader a victory and accumulating the position of the Demon Dao leader in the world."

How could Yi Chu not understand the sarcasm in and out of Qingfeng's words? Yes, Qingfeng's words were all the truth at this time. It would be fine if he punished the little woman for a moment, but it seemed too petty if it spread it. However, Yi Chu was really unhappy when he couldn't breathe.

As his divine thoughts turned, Yi Chu's eyes fell on Qingfeng's towering pair of rabbits. Qingfeng, who had always been sensitive to the man's gaze, turned red under Yi Chu's unscrupulous gaze, and a evil aura flashed across her face.

"Well, I have been busy in seclusion these days, and I haven't had time to talk to the deputy sect leader in detail. Let's do this, I have time tomorrow night. Come to my room and wait for me." Yi Chu thought for a flash, looked at Qingfeng meaningfully, and said word by word.

This sentence is like a maze, and it seems to imply some meaning. What does it mean to have time tomorrow night? Qingfeng looked at Yi Chuyang long and guessed in her heart. She really didn't know what this guy with a mysterious mind would discuss with her at night. If, if..., Qingfeng imagined ten thousand possible situations, but was not sure, and was a little nervous.

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