Chapter 198, the law of the jungle, the bottom

This made her make her great achievements in the battle. At the same time, she also attracted a lot of opponents and enemies, such as the top monks of the Bitter Silence Sword Gate and the Bitter Silence superiors.

It's just that compared with her anxiety, Zhu Peng seems a little careless. The tea cup is lightly raised, and the slow taste is shown to be extremely leisurely and calm.

In a secluded tea fragrance, Zhu Peng slowly thought about it and carefully figured out what it was. No, that's the only extent of the nine layers of gas refining? Looking back on a high-level monk I met today, although none of them have fought completely, Zhu Peng is not a person who has never seen a master of the world.

Looking back on the blood ridge, Li Zhe, the elder of the Li family, the poisonous dragon, took action when he lifted the weight lightly. Thinking of Su Wensnake to kill everyone and fighting fiercely, Zhu Peng felt more and more that he was also a monk who was also a monk in the nine-level realm of refining gas. However, in contrast, the masters of several parties were much worse than their cultivation and combat effectiveness.

"There must be something hidden in this that I don't know. Such a big gap in combat power can never be easily explained by external factors such as experience and skills. The most important thing is that there seems to be a lack of mood or meaning in the group of practitioners of the Three Alliance of Clans." A palm suddenly slapped on Zhu Peng's shoulder. This abrupt move interrupted Zhu Peng's thoughts and scared him a lot.

Suddenly, I turned my head, but what I saw was the angry and beautiful face of Hongyu. "My lovely little brother, what on earth are you muttering to yourself there? Didn't you listen to a word of what I just said?

Although the last sentence was in a questionable tone, it was already full of anger and whispering. The girl was so angry that Zhu Peng couldn't help but feel a little weak. Sister, don't worry, sister, don't worry. While reaching out his hand, he grasped Hongyu's knife-like shoulder and pressed the girl back to the chair first. Zhu Peng smiled gently and said, gradually relieving the pimples in Hongyu's happiness.

"The Bitter Silence Sword Gate is indeed an old ally of my Blood Mountain, and the bitter silence is indeed a very difficult high-level monk. In the past, if we have so seriously offended the bitter swordsman and the bitter man, and destroyed the alliance between the family and the swordsman, it is indeed a great sin and great trouble. However, the reason why we need allies is that there are strong enemies outside and we have to seek external support. After the recent few wars, the retreat of the alliance of the three races has gone. There is no strong external force that my blood and soul can't resist in the whole Qinwangling, so..."

When it came to this sentence, Zhu Peng paused slightly. The next moment, a gloomy and cold meaning slowly appeared on his handsome face, which had been smiling softly. So, do we still need so-called allies?"

"The Xuanwu City in the north was fought by the predecessors of my blood mountain. It was occupied by the bitter silence of Jianmen for so many years. Now I can use it and let it shed some blood to pay some price. What's wrong? If the bitter man is really smart, this matter will not be over, if he is not smart enough. After the destruction of the three clans, the next one to be slaughtered is its family, Sister Hongyu, do you believe it?

These almost heartbreaking words made Hongyu's heart cold. She never thought that the alliance of the three races had not been broken, and the blood on her body had not dried up. Zhu Peng had already moved his heart to the head of the bitter sword gate. In fact, this kind of thing is not difficult to imagine. Big fish eats small fish, and small fish eats shrimp.

The weak and the strong eat the meat. Although it is not clear, it is the consistent guiding principle of this end of the monk's world. The comprehensive strength of the Blood Spirit Ridge really exceeds that of the bitter sword gate. Especially in terms of high-level combat strength, the blood ridge is compared with the bitter sword gate, and it will even form a ratio of one to five.

It's just a place where the Taoism inheritance of the bitter silence sword gate is really outstanding. Although there are not many high-level monks in the nine-level realm of the whole sect, its comprehensive strength is strong. The Taoist inheritance of the Bitter Silence Sword Gate is step by step, polishing the heart, refining the sword heart, and the promotion of skills is difficult but steady. In the whole Bitter Silence Gate, there are few beginners on the first and third floors of refining gas and high-level monks on the eighth floor of refining. Only there are many backbone monks on the fifth and seventh levels of refining, even more than the Blood Spirit.

It is because of this advantage that the three blood old men chose this sect as the hardcore ally of the blood mountain. This is not a random choice for no reason. However, with the overly sinister fierce battle during this period, the low-level and high-level monks have not yet done much, but the middle-level monks have been seriously killed and injured. With the passage of time, the strength of the bitter silence sword gate has been gradually consumed.

The bitter and lonely old man was refined all his life and his mind was keen. He was never aware of the various situations of his own sect, but even if he was aware of it, he was gradually getting old and weak. He did not dare to resist directly at all, otherwise it would be equivalent to direct suicide.

No matter how tragic the front line is and how difficult the battle situation is, the bloody three elders can't die. What is the purpose? On the one hand, it is to protect the family and deter the four sides. On the other hand, there is no close surveillance to suppress all possible reasons for rebellion in the rear.

It's just that since Hongyu was born, the Blood Soul Ridge has become an ally with the bitter sword gate. After a long time, this impression has long been deeply rooted into a habit. Hongyu has never thought that the possibility that the Blood Ridge would fight with the bitter sword gate. At this time, she was abruptly clicked by Zhu Peng. No wonder she was stunned for a moment and felt that she could not accept it.

"Bite your teeth and swallow blood, difficult survival, or choice, happy, heroic, but undoubtedly death and destruction. This is not our suffering, but the problem that people need headaches. Even if the bitterness of the superiors is in trouble, even if the family is entangled in the front line and does not have the idea of directly tearing up the covenant, do you think that Su Shi and my father are both dead people?

"There must be a tall man when the sky falls. What's more, the direct reason why we risk such a sinister is to ask Su Shi for help. If Su Shi doesn't save us, how can we obey in the future? Who else dares to sacrifice his life for Su?"

Talking about a few words, Zhu Peng easily swept away all the entangles in Hongyu's heart. After talking a few words, Zhu Peng showed his strong confidence. His father Zhu Tiejia and master Su Wenshe almost completely controlled the whole blood spirit Lingtong · war department, and easily touched him, almost like touching the dragon and snake's reverse scales, for short. Looking for death.

Half a month later, in Qinglong City, Hongyu was dressed in gorgeous brocade robes and sat alone in a luxurious snake car. Her jade hands stretched out and held a cup of tea. The faint fragrance spread on her face. It was refreshing and pleasant. It seemed to be influenced by a man. Recently, as long as she thought about something, Hongyu habitually drank tea to cover it. According to that man Words are a self-protection action.