There has been something wrong with the wireless network and computer in the past three days, so I'm sorry, although these words are really humble...

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"Who?"

Hearing the loud laughter from the void above everyone's heads, I couldn't help looking up in disconcertingly. After all, so many high-level monks gathered together and were not found hidden above their heads. This result is really amazing!

"What?"

The little monk who had been chattering next to the old man also looked up and paid attention to the dynamics of many Yuanying monks in the air. However, when he saw that the old man who had been ridiculed by him actually appeared on the heads of many Yuanying monks, and those monks respectfully saluted the old man, he directly I was almost scared to death. At this time, even the stupidest person knew that the old man was definitely a peerless master of the game. However, I just laughed at and scolded such a peerless master who had to be respectful even if he was a real sword, which was really impatient.

However, at this time, the little monk still has a lot of envy in his heart. After all, if he has just known that the old man is a peerless master, then he will definitely respect him very much. In that way, perhaps the old man will look at himself with great bones and kindness and look at himself with new eyes. At that time, I may be predestined to worship the old man's door, but unfortunately...

"Hey--"

The little monk couldn't help regretting very much, and a sigh and regret flashed through his heart from time to time.

However, the old man in the air sighed at this time. After all, for such a big event as the attack of blood spirits, it has completely exceeded the expectations of the highest-level monks in the immortal world at this time. Although in the eyes of these monks in the divine period, they have long known that the escape of those demons is super early, but I still didn't expect that such a suddenness would directly lead to the complete destruction of dozens of sects near the beast gate. This result is not only a blow to the immortal world, but also a direct slap in the face of the senior officials among the immortals. Obviously, such consequences, even if any immortals in the immortal period meet, they will definitely take action. , not to mention old monks like old men who participated in the three holy disasters 3,000 years ago, resisted the invasion of demons, fought fiercely against demons, and even had a deep hatred for demons.

Jian Zhenren bowed to the old man and asked, "Senior Feng Yang, it's you who appeared here. The farce of our juniors just now made you laugh!"

It turned out that this old man, named Feng Yangzhenjun, was one of the old gods who survived during the Three Holy Disasters, but he knew the sword master Jianzhen, so that Jianzhen could recognize the old man so quickly.

For the apology of the real sword, Fengyang Zhenjun did not mind. He waved his hand casually and smiled faintly and said, "Nothing, our monks are just a little higher in cultivation and mood than ordinary mortals. Such treasure-grabbing behaviors are also completely understandable. Besides, the world of demons is straightforward. Although our immortal world is not so cruel, in order to compete with demons, proper struggle and bloodshed are inevitable. What's more, you have also grasped the scale and did not engage in a scuffle. Otherwise, if those low-level monks have too many casualties, even if you are disciples of the Sword Master, I will never forgive you!"

In the end, Feng Yangzhenjun already looked fierce. Hearing what he said, those monks who had just planned to provoke a dispute and then fish in troubled waters couldn't help sweating profusely. Fortunately, they were not impulsive just now, otherwise under the gaze of such an old man, they would be brave If you dare to stir up chaos, I'm afraid that you are a dead person now. Maybe there is not even a little scum left!

The situation is critical, and naturally they are not allowed to waste like this. Therefore, at the urging of Fengyang Zhenjun, the Dragon Swordsman repeated what happened again. After listening to the Dragon Swordsman's narrative, Fengyang Zhenjun pondered for a long time before slowly said, "Speaking of this bloody spirit, it was also very famous in those years, although he did not make friends with me. Yes, but I also know a lot about his unique moves. I might as well tell you about it, so that you can brainstorm and discuss a good way to deal with him!"

Hearing that Feng Yangzhenjun actually knew the reputation of the blood spirit, the Yuanying monks, who had just been half-hearted, calmed down and began to listen carefully.

Feng Yangzhenjun looked at the many Yuanying monks who listened carefully to him. While sighing in his heart, he couldn't help showing a trace of pride. After all, although there is also struggle and death in the immortal world, there is absolutely no fierce competition among demons, so this also causes immortals to often be at a disadvantage in the fight with demons. However, when they hear that what they have to deal with is a big demon that may have reached the end of the godhood period, they have not retreated. The shrinking Yuanying monk, Feng Yang Zhenjun felt that perhaps the immortals of this generation only lacked the real training between life and death. They are really not bad.

Picking up his thoughts, Feng Yangzhenjun's voice was indescribably solemn, and then said slowly: "This blood spirit is actually a drop of blood on the continent, but I don't know what happened, or that drop of blood is not ordinary. Anyway, at the beginning of his transformation, he had the cultivation of the Yuanying period, but because The blood of his own life is dirty blood, so he can only stop in the period of transformation. If he enters the disaster period, he will definitely die when he encounters the disaster thunder during the disaster period. However, even if he did not advance to the period of crossing the disaster, the blood spirit was also the best among the monks in the Huashen period. In order to seal him, even the beast master who had reached the disaster period at that time took the strength of nine cows and two tigers. In the end, he even forced the beast master to put his own life into it, which also led to the fall of the beast master. One of the direct reasons!"

Speaking of this, many monks looked at the dragon swordsmen with respect in horror. No one expected that the little beast gate, which was only curled up in a corner, 3,000 years ago, not only had monks in the door, but also paid the price of their lives to deal with demons. Thinking of this, everyone He couldn't help showing a look of yearning, and there was no longer any contempt in the eyes of the Dragon Swordsman.

The Dragon Swordsman felt the change in everyone's attitude, and his guilt and yearning for the ancestor. At this moment, there is a slight change in his heart. Maybe his choice is not the best choice. Maybe he is looking for a mantle heir, and then let the inheritance of the beast gate can continue. Then, for nine The ancestor under Youxia may have more courage to face it!

Feng Yang Zhenjun's eyes showed a trace of satisfaction, and then continued to say, "This blood spirit is respected as the blood god demon master in the devil's way. This name also has a great reputation in the devil's way, not only because the origin of the blood spirit is very strange, but also like the devil's way. The blood drop of a big man in China is melted, and more importantly, the blood spirit is almost immortal. If he can't kill all his blood, even if he lets the other party escape a drop of blood, he will be reborn again in the future. Moreover, his body is cast by blood. At the moment of crisis, he may completely kill his blood. Self-detonation, and then the scattered blood will turn into countless little blood spirits. At that time, his own blood will take the opportunity to escape, which is really very difficult to deal with!"

Hearing this, the dragon swordsman asked anxiously, "Senior Fengyang, according to what do if you say that the blood spirit will not be killed at all?"

Feng Yangzhenjun looked at not only the dragon swordsman, but also other monks. He stroked his white beard with satisfaction, then nodded and smiled, "Don't worry, I have my own way, but this needs everyone's help!"

"Please order, the younger generation will naturally do not hesitate!" Hearing Feng Yangzhenjun's words, many Yuanying monks bowed and answered one after another, and then looked at Fengyang Zhenjun solemnly and listened to his instructions.

"Okay, okay, okay!" Fengyang Zhenjun made three good sounds in a row, and then looked at the crowd with satisfaction and shouted, "Although the blood spirit naturally has the method of burning the spirit and the method of blood dripping escape, Fengyang Zhenjun is not a white fool for thousands of years. There happens to be a treasure in his hand that can restrain the escape of the blood spirit. Besides, now he Although he has come out of trouble and slaughtered dozens of monks to increase his cultivation, after all, he is still in a weak period of his own strength, and I can still beat him. At that time, if he uses the method of blood drop self-detonation, as long as everyone desperately stops the blood spirit from detonating into the incarnation, I have my own way to make it. Trapped in my treasure universe, even if I can't kill him, I will seal him again for thousands of years and let his cultivation be completely lost!"

When they saw Fengyang Zhenjun's confident look, everyone nodded, but there was a trace of sadness in their expressions. After all, although those blood gods who blew up and scattered blood only had only their cultivation in the Yuanying period, they were not easy to resist under the urging of the divine consciousness of the monk period. At that time, these together The Yuanying monk who set out did not know how many people's souls would be broken and their cultivation would be wiped out.

When the Dragon Swordsman heard that so many monks were willing to set out to deal with the blood spirit, and a master like Feng Yang Zhenjun went forward in person, he immediately felt that his wish would be achieved, so he proposed: "Senior, the limit of the younger generation is approaching, so he intends to find a descendant among these low-level monks present. , pass on my skills of mastering beasts, so please approve it!"

Feng Yangzhenjun sighed and said softly, "Well, you have also recommended two or three Yuanying monks to escort these low-level monks to the nearby sect for temporary shelter. Let's settle down their own affairs in two days!"

Hearing this, the monks moved one after another, and Fengyang Zhenjun turned to point to the water spirit pearl placed on the high platform and said, "As for this water spirit pearl..."

Unexpectedly, just here, Fengyang Zhenjun's expression suddenly changed, and his figure disappeared like a shadow, while his violent shout sounded in the air: "Thief, dare to..."

PS: Lao Cao is back, urgently asking for support! Although I have no face to say this. Hey...