Chapter 683: Amazement of Chi Feng

This Qingfeng was originally the one who made a decision to kill. At this time, with the order of the Nine Son Yin Demon, she was naturally unrestrained and prepared to start a killing campaign, and to capture all the loyal people of Yi Chu in the Blood-Crafting Sect, strangle all the people, and not even keep any of them!

"What a shame I won't let me down! Qingfeng, remember for me, who made you think of this Master of Blood Transformation? If you want to mess up the Blood Transformation Sect, don't blame me for being disappointed and taking ruthless actions!" A loud voice still came from the body of the Blood Transformation Ancestor, but the owner of this voice had been replaced by the Blood Transformation Ancestor.

"Don't worry, my disciples will do it better than Xue Mingzi." Although this obvious threatening words made Qingfeng feel uncomfortable, they could only accept it and dare not offend the Blood-Crazy Ancestor.

"Hehe, just know. If Xue Mingzi had not disappeared for a whole year, how could this position as the leader of the Blood Transformation Sect fall on you?" The Blood Transformation Ancestor was a little dissatisfied with Qing Feng's face, and felt a little unhappy. He spoke even more harshly, and a coldness was hidden in his tone.

How many years? One year? This seems a little wrong!

"Dad, the Netherworld Blood Sea is probably different from ours, so the speed of time is different." Just as Yi Chu's doubts arose, the voice of the blood-colored gourd sounded in his heart.

Time and space are different, time is different. As these words are thought in my heart, Yi Chu's heart suddenly moved. The weight of the Netherworld Blood Sea in his heart couldn't help but increase a little.

Originally, the black gourd was overjoyed and extremely happy because it absorbed the Eight-Polar Array and could match the outside world the time ratio reached 8 to 1. However, the lack of spiritual energy in this black gourd was a major limitation.

Now, this endless Netherworld Blood Sea is not only extremely rich in blood, but also has a huge difference in time with the vast land of China. Although Yi Chu can't calculate how big this difference is now, as long as there is this difference, it will make the Netherworld Blood Sea, a cultivation treasure land, more important.

Just as Yi Chu was thinking about how to use the Netherworld Blood Sea to practice in the future, he heard Qing Feng say: "Two sirs, now Ye Lingtian meets the seven demonic sects in the Ten Thousand Demon Abyss. How should he deal with it? Please make clear!"

Qingfeng's problem caused the Blood-Crafting Ancestor and the Nine Son Yin Demon to ponder. After a while, he heard the Nine Son Yin Demon say: "This Ye Lingtian is also one of the few talents of our seven demon sects. Now that he wants to meet the Seven Demon sects, our Blood-Crafting Sect naturally has to go. With your current cultivation level, you can't compete with Ye Lingtian, or just be vain and not fight head-on with him."

As the Nine-Son Yin Demon spoke, he suddenly blew up with a hint of anger: "That Blood Mingzi is really lawless. In such an important competition, he actually made the master of demons in the world wait for him for three days and three nights, and made my Blood Transformation Sect a laughing stock in the world. It's really hateful!"

When Yi Chu heard this, he couldn't help but feel ashamed, thinking that he was really ruthless when he let go of the pigeon this time. There were at least a few thousand cultivators in the seven sects of the Demonic Way. Thinking of these thousands of cultivators waiting in Cangshan for three days and three nights, Yi Chu felt weak and felt a little guilty.

Of course, this guilt flashed in Yi Chu's heart and then disappeared without a trace. Yi Chu, who knew that it was a rare opportunity, calmed down and prepared to listen to what these three people had to say.

"The two lords, Xue Mingzi has never appeared. Is it true that he took away the Jiuji Divine Cauldron as King Jinzhong said, and is now hiding in an unknown place to sacrifice the Jiuji Divine Cauldron?" Qingfeng's voice sounded again.

"It's impossible! This is just the smoke released by King Jinzhong. The old boy's words are eleven of them. The Jiuji Divine Cauldron must be in his hands. Otherwise, if we surrounded him and suppressed him, he wouldn't have exploded. If you become the leader of the Blood-Crafting Sect, you must pay close attention to King Jinzhong's whereabouts and movements in the future. If you find out, report it to me immediately."

The words of Jiuzi Yinmo were full of confidence. Although he always valued Yi Chu very much, he did not believe that Yi Chu could take away the Jiuji Divine Cauldron from the hands of King Jinzhong. Not only did he not believe it, but all the masters of the soul did not believe it.

Although Yi Chu has strong magic power, in their eyes, he is just a junior. Maybe he has defeated King Jinzhong once, but it all depends on the soul-transforming banner, not the real ability. How could the things he got from the King Jinzhong Dao King have been stolen?

The Golden Bell was self-destructing. The Golden Bell Dharma King was really cruel. The Golden Bell was at least a mid-level magic weapon of heaven. Once it exploded, it would be a considerable loss to the Golden Bell Dharma King. Thinking of the Golden Bell Dharma King’s appearance, Yi Chu’s mouth twitched twice.

"Squeak!Squeak!"

A shrill scream suddenly came from a distance. When hearing these two sudden screams, not only did the Blood-Crafting Ancestor and others discussing matters in the Blood Demon Pool were shocked, but Yi Chu, who was hiding in the blood-colored gourd, was also attracted by the poor King Jinzhong.

This sharp sound is an alarm. This sound indicates that foreign enemies are coming to invade Chixue Mountain at this time. Although Yi Chu has been away for a year, there are two masters of Chixue Mountain with the blood-changing ancestors. How could foreign enemies come to invade?

"Two sirs, go out and see what happened!" Qingfeng flew out of the cave as she spoke. Just as Qingfeng rose out of the body, Yi Chu's spiritual sense that flew out in the moment was stunned.

He was not unfamiliar with the person who broke into Chixue Mountain. No, it should be said that he was very familiar with this person. This person was actually Chi Feng. Yi Chu naturally would not make any mistakes in the breath of Chi Feng, and felt embarrassed. Chi Feng, who seemed to be in panic with countless pursuers behind, suddenly had a strong murderous intent in his heart!

Although Chi Feng became a husband and wife with him by chance, Chi Feng has always been like a spring breeze and rain, and has slowly integrated into Yi Chu's life. When Yi Chu was tired, confused, painful, and manic, Chi Feng acted very gentle, calm and patient. This good woman warmed Yi Chu. Although Yi Chu was practicing most of the time, the relationship between the two became more and more intimate.

At this time, Chi Feng was so embarrassed that people were chasing him. How could Yi Chu not be angry? Although Yi Chu always asked him not to be in trouble, he was surprisingly calm in desperation, but he could not maintain his emotions when someone dared to chase Chi Feng.

"Who is it? Who is here?"

With a hint of horror, it rang twice in the Blood Demon Pool at the same time. It was obvious that the Blood Transformation Ancestor and the Nine-Son Yin Demon who used the same body had discovered Yi Chu's existence.

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