Chapter 48 Relentless Sword, Blood Sprinkled Power

A major event has occurred recently, which has caused a lot of shock in the demon clan, and even the heavenly court and the three major religion have been shocked. That is the Jinglian demon saint of the demon clan. Since he became the emperor of Dongyue, many demon kings have gone to Mount Tai to fight, saying that Jinglian is not worthy to be the great saint of the demon clan and threatened to kill him...

However, in the end, these demon kings all slept on the top of Mount Tai and were killed by Bai Lian under the sword. According to a little demon who experienced the battle, Bai Lian fought against dozens of demon kings with only one sword and killed them on Mount Tai...

At first, some people heard the news and thought it was a rumor. When they passed through Mount Tai in Dongyue, they saw blood flowing on the towering mountains, and the strong bloody atmosphere formed a cloud, and suddenly their liver was about to crack.

At this point, the fierce name of Jinglian Demon Saint began to spread in the three worlds.

Wh!

The sword flashed, and the long sword was sheathed.

Bai Lian looked at the demon king in front of him indifferently and asked, "How much?" Zhang Liang, standing behind him, took a step forward, "47." In just two or three months, demon kings kept coming from the four major continents. He disovinced the name of his demon saint and was killed by him one by one.

Since taking office as the Eastern Emperor, the demon king who died in his hands has reached hundreds...

"Adeb someone to clean it up." Looking at the bright red blood in front of him, Bai Lian turned back to the hall.

"Yes." Zhang Liang responded.

Zhang Liang is now not only the eldest disciple of Bai Lian, but also the supervisor of the imperial palace. If Bai Lian is not here, he has the final say...

Looking at the terrible body, Zhang Liang couldn't help shivering. In the past few months, Bai Lian's eyebrows have not stretched. In addition to killing people every day, they are killing people. Fortunately, Bai Lian's fierce reputation has spread, and there have been much fewer people looking for trouble recently.

It is also the first time that Zhang Liang has seen Bai Lian with such an amazing murderous intention. Today's Bai Lian is just a look, which is extremely frightening and horrible...

After silently calling some people and cleaning up the front of the hall, Zhang Liang ran down the mountain.

On the stone cliff on the mountainside, there is a shadow turning tirelessly, and you can faintly hear a delicate scolding sound. It is Hong Qiaoyan who is practicing...

A few months later, Bai Lian has never taught Hong Qiaoyan Taoism, and the latter has never asked for it and has always focused on refining the body. Zhang Liang admired such perseverance.

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Lingxiao Treasure Hall.

"How's it going?" Ziwei stared at the general kneeling under him and asked.

"In the past three months, the emperor of Dongyue has killed a total of 287 demon kings. In the past half month, there have been more people..." He will say respectfully that day.

"Oh?" A bright light flashed in Ziwei's eyes, "Is there any wind on the other side of the demon clan?"

"The Eastern Emperor's action was too fierce. Many people of the demon clan held an impoverishment, but they were suppressed by several other demon saints."

"How many people I asked you to put in the demon clan now?" Ziwei continued.

"In accordance with the emperor's intention, he has been inciting some demon kings to rise up to fight against Mount Tai, but the majesty of other demon saints is still there and has not yet played a role." The tone of the general was a little regretful.

"It doesn't matter. Let them continue to stir up trouble in the demon clan. The more the demon king dies at the hands of Jinglian Demon Saint, the greater the anger of the demon clan will be. Let me see how Jinglian will deal with it." Zi smiled faintly.

"Yes." Heaven will respond.

......

As time went by, it was the winter in a blink of an eye. Outside the Dongyue Emperor's Palace, the goose-like snow fell from the sky, and many fairies swept the snow outside the palace.

Bai Lian stood at the door of the hall and quietly looked at the sky. When thinking about things, he liked to look up at the sky, which was his habit.

"Master, the demons have stabilized a lot recently, and they should have figured it out." Zhang Liang stood beside him and whispered. Mount Tai is full of aura, and he is not stupid. After a year of practice, Taoism has reached the realm of transformation.

Bai Lian didn't say anything.

Because of the Dongyue Emperor, there have been hundreds of demon kings who died in his hands. The hot blood has made the whole Mount Tai still filled with a faint blood. His reputation is now also a matter of change. No one expected that he, who was just a coincidence and became a demon saint, had such a thunderous means. At present, his reputation is even more powerful than other demon saints. Most demons talk about him with hatred and fear on their faces...

The reason why the devil and others helped him calm down the internal condemnation of the demon clan is that on the one hand, they think about brotherhood, and on the other hand, they want to use this to help him stand up their power. Only after showing their strong strength can they get due awe, otherwise he, a demon saint, is just a paper tiger.

However, what they didn't expect was that so many people in the demon clan would stand up against Bai Lian...

Several demon saints are not stupid. When they think about it, they know that someone is obstructing them. And the first person Bai Lian thought of was none other than Emperor Ziwei.

After a year of killing, no one has come to invade Mount Tai for the time being. To be more precise, no one wants to die.

Hundreds of demon kings were killed by Bai Lian in a year. No one wants to sleep here for such a terrible thing.

Luohu's magic path is also very mysterious. Although Bai Lian has not practiced much in this year, the continuous slaughter every day has raised his Taoism to the peak of the three flowers, and his strength has become stronger and stronger.

......

"How is Qiaoyan's body refining?" Bai Lian's eyes looked at the snowy curtain outside the hall and looked down the mountain.

"My sister's hard work of refining her body has never fallen for a day, and now she has reached the realm of thunder." Zhang Liang's tone inevitably carried praise. In his opinion, Hong Qiaoyan's talent is still above him, and this perseverance alone is beyond ordinary people.

"Very good." Bai Lian nodded, "You can go to the foot of the mountain to get some heavy things later. When Qiaoyan practices, let her bear it."

Zhang Liang was stunned and his face was a little unbearable, that is, Bai Lian specially ordered it, and he could only reply, "Yes."

Swirling, Bai Lian walked outside the hall and ran down the mountain.

In addition to Mount Tai, there are many mountains in this place. Although it is not as majestic as Mount Tai, it is also a beautiful place.

And Hong Qiaoyan practiced in the dense forest at the foot of Mount Tai.

At first, she followed Zhang Liang's teaching on the mountainside and played some tricks, but later Bai Lian let her go down the mountain to fight with the beast.

After Bai Lian's instructions, Zhang Liang was shocked. Hong Qiaoyan, a female, fought with those unwise and ferocious beasts, which was tantamount to committing suicide. But to Zhang Liang's further surprise, Hong Qiaoyan only remained silent for a moment, responded without refusing, and went down the mountain the next day...

Fortunately, although Hong Qiaoyan was injured a lot when fighting with the fierce beast, she was not fatal.

How did he know that Bai Lian's consciousness had been shrouded in a thousand miles and always paid attention to Hong Qiaoyan. Whenever his life was in danger, Bai Lian would take action in time to save her.

The reason why Bai Lian risked her life to fight with the wild is to exercise her sense of crisis and further accelerate her awakening. Since ancient times, the witches have dominated the three worlds by physical strength. This seemingly simple practice method is beneficial and harmless to Hong Qiaoyan...

At the foot of the mountain, he saw a vigorous figure running fast in the forest. Behind him, he chased a tiger several feet long. The vicious tiger had a cigarette in its mouth and nose, and its soles were as big as half a meter. It stepped on the ground, leaving half a foot deep footprint, and looked ferocious.

The silver frost flew, and the figure that kept running suddenly stopped, turned around and jumped to the tiger rushing behind.

The big tiger did not expect that she would fight back. For a moment, it was difficult to stop, so he could only open his huge fangs and bite away to the flying dark shadow.

Bum!

The dull impact sounded, and the man skillfully twisted his body in mid-air, dodged the tiger's blood basin, and then raised his seemingly thin fist and hit the tiger's skull in an instant.

The tiger's body trembled slightly, and the evil tiger fainted and fell into the thick snow.

"Sleep in peace." Hong Qiaoyan patted it and said with a relaxed look.

She has lived in this forest for a while, and her survival instinct has taught her how to fight against these beasts and subdue them as soon as possible.

Suddenly, she was slightly aware of it and looked behind her. Seeing that Bai Lian was standing not far away and looking at herself, she quickly stepped forward and said respectfully, "Qiaoyan has met the master."

"Hmm." Bai Lian praised slightly, "Yes, I'm relieved that you have this ability."

Hong Qiaoyan's face was happy. This was the first time she heard the other party praise her, and she couldn't help but feel a little happy.

Bai Lian looked at her. Now Hong Qiaoyan is no longer the delicateness of everyone's boudoir. She wears a slightly loose Taoist robe and long black hair coils behind her head. Although her face still has the kind of early spring girl-like ignorance, she has shown a trace of calmness. The original white and tender palms also gave birth to cocoons...

Guan Bailian was staring at her hands. Hong Qiaoyan's cheeks were a little crimson, and the small hands under the sleeve robe shrank back. Obviously, she didn't want Bai Lian to see the rough skin...

Bai Lian withdrew her sight and said lightly, "From tomorrow, you can concentrate on refining your body..."

"Disciples obey!" Hong Qiaoyan said cleverly,

Although she has lived in the wild for a long time and honed her mind, her clever strength has never changed.

After saying that, Bai Lian left.

Looking at Bai Lian's figure soaring into the air, Hong Qiaoyan squeezed her lips and looked at the former, her eyes flashing.

......

In fact, Bai Lian has been considering whether to reveal everything about the witch clan. Although Hong Qiaoyan grew up with her parents, she knows little about the witch clan, especially the struggle between the Hong family and other families, and she knows nothing about it...

Not long ago, Bai Lian asked people to go to Langyu Kingdom to inquire. The Hong family seemed to have encountered * annoyance and may be annihilated...

If the Hong family really falls down, this blow is obviously a little fatal to Hong Qiaoyan.

Bai Lian did not want to be involved in the power struggle within the witch clan. At the beginning, he only promised Hong Jingtao to protect Hong Qiaoyan. As for the Hong family, he could only leave it to fate...

Bai Lian is also haunted by a lot of troubles now. If he gets into trouble with the witch clan again, he may have a lot of trouble.