Chapter 33 Heartbreak!

After saying something in a low voice, she was about to give an order and prepare to attack, but suddenly frowned.

The female door owner of the bloody door felt that things were a little strange. According to the few gates just now and the strength of resistance, this last gate should be the most difficult to get, but why has it been attacked so simply? Is it possible that even the resistance of the disciples in the outer door is stronger than that of the disciples in the inner door? No! It should be a trap.

Her expression was still so calm, but the doubts revealed in her eyes showed her uncertainty about this matter.

Although several elders and guardians of the bloody door knew that this was the best time to order an attack, they glanced at the door owner and then lowered his head deeply, and no one dared to make a sound.

Because they all know that the expression of the doorkeeper at this time shows that he is thinking about important things. If he interrupts the doorman's thinking, no matter who he is, he will die miserably.

There was once an old man who was bloody. Relying on his seniority, he was one of the first people to follow the doorkeeper. He rashly said a word and interrupted the doorkeeper's thinking. As a result, this so-called old qualification was bitten by the door owner with ten thousand insects and suffered a lot of pain. His howling made every high-level man present still remember. New, I still shudder in retrospect. Since then, no one dares to underestimate this woman, and no one ever tries to interrupt her thinking.

The majesty is built with blood.

She thought for a while, looked around, looked at the respectful expression of the people present, and couldn't help but slightly raised the corners of her mouth.

Whatever the conspiracy and trick, Zhenwumen has reached such a situation, but she has mastered absolute power. In the face of absolute power, all conspiracy and tricks are just debris.

Thinking of this, the woman waved with one hand and suddenly shouted in the bloody people all over the mountains.

"Blood is powerful! Blood is so powerful! Blood is so powerful!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill it!"

The sound came one after another, resounding through the whole broken soul peak, and did not hide the murderous intention of ** in the words!

With a loud sound, the whole vibrating lake rippled, directly filling the surrounding forests, and countless birds took off!

The voice came. Even if it was Jing Ping, he couldn't help but become more solemn. After listening to this sound, Sun Hu and Hong Shan had different expressions. Hong Shan's eyes were full of anger, but Sun Hu didn't care at all and continued to follow Jing Ping carelessly. Anyway, Jing Ping was covered. What was he afraid of? If Jing Ping didn't No way, then he must be in a panic.

Sun Hu's idea is relaxed. If Jing Ping knew it, he would have smiled bitterly, and then he would admire Sun Hu's open-minded mentality.

When everyone in the cave heard the sound, it was also a burst of **, and the atmosphere began to become a little panicked. Although it was not obvious at all, their eyes were spinning one by one, and they didn't know what they were thinking about.

"Sing down!" Ma Xing said a sentence, which was barely suppressed the panicked disciples.

Then Yang Tian asked the disciples to line up and entered the depths of the cave in batches.

Listening to the shouts around, the female doorkeeper's eyes couldn't help squinting and seemed to enjoy the process. Then she did not hesitate. She directly ordered everyone in the blood gate to enter the valley of the other party and prepare to attack the last line of defense of the whole Zhenwu Gate, Zhenwu Hall,

Because there were bloody people everywhere, it was very fast. Xue Kuang came to Zhenwu Hall under the escort of 50 blood guards.

Master Xue looked at this magnificent and powerful hall and sighed inexplicably.

This hall occupies a huge area. From a distance, it looks like a city!

The Blood Gate has been established for less than 50 years. The most magnificent place in the door is also very dilapidated compared with this hall. It is simply a grass chicken. The contrast between the two is like the difference between heaven and earth.

The female doorkeeper was not suppressed by the momentum of the hall, but the people of the Blood Gate were stunned by the grandeur of the Zhenwu Hall. For a moment, everyone at the Blood Gate opened their mouths wide and looked at the magnificent hall in a daze, and forgot about the attack.

"Yan Zhenwu, look, how I killed your inheritance one by one!" The owner of the blood demon thought fiercely, and at the same time, his originally plain temperament suddenly became like a demon!

She has made up her mind to kill all the inner disciples of Zhenwumen first, leaving no one, and then bite the direct descendant of Yan Zhenwu with ten thousand insects to make the other party suffer all the pain, and finally burned the whole Zhenwu Hall in a fire!

I really don't understand how much this woman hates Zhenwumen. She is so vicious.

The owner of the blood priest looked around the hall again and found that all the places where he could escape were blocked by his own people. Finally, he raised his white right hand and was about to fall heavily.

At this moment, the whole broken soul peak was silent. All the blood disciples looked at the white right hand of the door owner. Due to the wide sleeves of the clothes and robes, when the door owner raised his right hand, half of his smooth arm was exposed, which was extremely beautiful.

But they don't have any desire. To be precise, they dare not have any desire. The viciousness and horror of this woman have already penetrated into their hearts, and even the man's instinct has begun to fear this woman.

As long as her beautiful and smooth arm falls, the whole bloody people will be like wolves, directly tearing up the magnificent hall in front of them without any hesitation.

"Boom..."

Just as she was about to drop her arm, a loud noise interrupted her movements.

"What's going on!" The owner of the blood priest immediately turned his head and asked one of the high-level officials behind him.

Seeing that the doorkeeper suddenly turned his head and asked him, the high-level man trembled all over and replied tremblingly, "It belongs to... I don't know."

"Useless things!" The eyes of the owner of the blood gate were sharp, and the white jade hand moved. With a "pum", he directly inserted into the chest of the high-level of the blood gate, and then quickly pulled it out and pinched a red heart in his hand!

Such a scene made everyone present tremble, but they continued to maintain a respectful posture and bowed their heads as if they didn't see it.

She took a look at the heart that was still beating slightly in her hand, and her palms clenched violently, "Puff!" A slight burst sounded, and a heart was pinched by her! Splashing everywhere.

Some people dare not move even if their faces are stained with meat, but they just try to maintain their trembling bodies and make the most respectful posture.

"Do you know?" She asked the person next to her again. When the man heard the question, his whole body fell directly to the ground like a pool of mud. The eyes of the owner of the bloody door were fierce and he wanted to kill people. At this time, a rhythmic footsteps of "pattering" and "pattering" came from the depths of the Zhenwu Hall, and it became clearer and clearer.

The sound of footsteps is very regular. Every time it comes out, it is like stepping on the law of a person's heartbeat. It seems that every heartbeat moves with the sound of footsteps.

The footsteps are getting faster and faster, as if they are running. The heartbeats of the blood gate is also getting sharper and faster with the sound of footsteps, like a storm. Everyone's eyes are frightened, their faces are red, and their whole body is sweating, except for the door owner of the blood gate.

Suddenly, the footsteps stopped, a white figure appeared at the door of the palace, and everyone's hearts seemed to stop beating with the sound of footsteps.

"Humph!"

A cold hum came, and the voice was not loud, but it interrupted the rhythm of the step, which made everyone come to their senses and looked at the man in white in front of the hall in awe.

The man in white has eyebrows like a sword, and the man in white is like a snow. There is a long sword with a black scabbard hanging around his waist. His face is ruddy, his eyes are bright, and there is a burst of shooting. All the people who were swept by him closed their eyes and left tears.

He stood at the door of the Zhenwu Hall, stopped, and slowly looked at the people in front of him without the slightest fear on his face.

Finally, his eyes fell on his blood-stained hand, and then he saw his feet from his hands, and then saw the other party's face from his feet, and looked carefully at the woman in front of him.

"Xue Kuang?" The man in white said with some doubts.

"Yan Ming!" Xue Kuang immediately said the name of the man in white without hesitation.

"Xue Kuang, the famous owner of the blood evil door, is actually a woman!" The man in white immediately sighed when he heard the other party call out his name.

Xue Kuang did not answer when he heard the words, but his eyes were full of viciousness, and he couldn't wait to swallow the man in white in front of him.

After a while, Xue Kuang's vicious look gradually disappeared. Instead, he muttered to himself, "It's really like, it's really like."