Chapter 7 Letter from Blood Cloud

The amazing momentum of the old man is as slowly as a wave, suppressing the sky and shocking.

The black epee quietly appeared in Jiang Ming's hand, and wisps of magic overflowed from him, and the bear rose, burning like a black flame. It looked extremely strange, beautiful and dazzling.

When he saw the cluster of demonic and beautiful flames, the expression of the mummified old man instantly changed, a little cautious and a little afraid. From Jiang Ming's momentum, he felt a taste that devours everything, extremely sharp, extremely real and amazing.

Wo!

Wo!

The two started at the same time, crossing the sky like a meteor and touching each other.

Boom!

The terrible momentum raged, piercing the air and bursting away. A low slope was flattened in an instant, and countless trees turned into debris and flew away.

After one blow, the two stood face to face, and Jiang Ming's heart was slightly condensed. This man's strength was stronger than that of the bull that day, which was extremely difficult to deal with. He could be said to be the best among the real immortals.

The old man looked at Jiang Ming coldly, his thin face trembled gently, and the shock in his heart was difficult to add. With just one blow, the teenager in front of him brought him a great pressure, which he rarely felt even in the face of his peers.

!

Jiang Ming's body moved, turned into two statues, and attacked the mummified old man together. The two illusions were full of magic, and their expressions were real, like substance, like three Jiang Ming attacking together, which made the thin old man suddenly change color.

"White Bone Purgatory!"

The old man shouted violently, and the blue veins on his thin body jumped violently. It seemed that he could break out at any time. A trace of blood appeared in his dark and cold eyes, which showed his inner nervousness at this time.

The old man's words fell, and the sticky and cold flower-white true air spewed out thinly, forming a strange field around him. A skeleton completely condensed by vitality and various bone blades emerged from it. It was vast, like a torrent rushing over and immediately drowning Jiang Ming's figure.

The old man's face was happy, and he secretly said that Jiang Ming was nothing more than that, but the next moment he found that the two figures had turned into a wisp of black fog. Suddenly, his face changed wildly and he said in terrifiedly, "The remnant shadow! Two shadows!!! What kind of freak did I meet?"

Reaching the situation of true immortals, magic is mysterious, and it is not difficult to master a space. The old man only felt a slight tremor in his space, and a fierce momentum came. Suddenly, the real gas burst out, forming a thick barrier on his body and wanted to turn around to meet the enemy.

"The remnants!"

Jiang Ming's deep voice sounded, and a sad and sad atmosphere spread like a fog. The expression of the mummified old man was slightly sluggish, his true qi was disordered, and he lost control, and the true qi barrier on his body dissipated in an instant. However, the gap in the realm was there, and Jiang Ming's will could only affect the mummified old man in an instant, and the mummified old man recovered from that sad state in almost a blink of an eye.

The tricks of the strong are often one thought of heaven and one thought of hell. Jiang Ming grasped this moment tightly and put his epee on the neck of the old man.

"You lost!"

The cold feeling of the neck made the old man couldn't help getting goose bumps all over his body and looked decadent.

Three moves, I didn't expect that the young man in front of me who didn't like at first used only three moves to defeat him. He knew that as long as he said "no" or showed a strange posture at this time, he would be cut in half by the sword in the young man's hand and be destroyed.

He secretly hates his hastyness in his heart. How can the man who can make the "pervert" be convinced be a smuggled?

The old man's momentum dispersed and said in a low voice, "I... admit defeat, and I'm convinced by the loss!"

Hearing this, Jiang Ming nodded slightly, dissipated his strength, put away his sword, flew to Youluo's side, and stood side by side with him.

Youluo looked at the old man, curled his lips disdainfully and said, "Bah, what a piece of shit, cheap bones, and a lesson. People like you just don't cry without seeing the coffin."

"Ah~~ Don't kill me, I know I'm wrong!"

seemed to be verifying Youluo's words. When his voice fell, a huge blue hand, which was overwhelming, actually like a rainbow, came down from the sky. The big hand scraped across the sky, and the sky shook like paper paste, and then pinched him in the panic, despair, struggle and regretful eyes of the old man. The red blood flew into the sky, as dazzling as blooming blood roses.

"Is this a powerful man at the level of the earth fairy?" Someone exclaimed, and his expression was full of shock.

Someone exclaimed: "Yes, it must be the immortal strong man who took action, otherwise who can kill the real immortal strong man with one blow so that he doesn't even have a chance to resist?"

Someone said, "At least they are all strong at the level of immortals, and they may be stronger..."

Jiang Yi, dressed in a robe, quietly appeared in the void. His eyes were charged and coldly glanced at the thousands of people brought back by Youluo. His expression was like looking at a group of pigs and ants: "Since you have made a decision, please take care of yourself. If you have a different heart and plot to kill the wrong person without forgiveness, he is your example! I don't care whether you used to be the head of the sect or a hero. Now that you have entered my "Red Dust Demon Sect", you have to be the children of the sect, and everything will be at the order of my young master! If I find that a person with evil intentions is not as simple as death in the future, I will let him taste the pain of purgatory!"

Everyone was as cold as a cicada and trembled. Unexpectedly, there was such a cruel stubble in the sect. They involuntarily lowered their heads, and the thoughts in the hearts of some evil people suddenly dissipated.

However, if there is meritorious service, we will reward ourselves. If any of you find someone who has bad intentions towards the sect, you can report it truthfully. I will personally teach him the experience of cultivation and make him a step further. Of course, this should pay attention to evidence. If it is deliberately framed, there will never be a good end.

Youluo also timely took out several hundred treasure kits from his arms, with an evil smile, and said slightly **: "In this month, I have swept dozens of sects, among which the treasures and elixir are all in them. Now there is no shortage of genius treasures in the sect. As long as you have enough contributions to the sect, you can be rewarded at your discretion."

xiu zhe has always lacked immunity to natural resources and treasures, because some people who have explored their potential to the limit may be able to break through again with the help of some natural materials and earth treasures; some natural materials and earth treasures can make people go further. These people involuntarily stared at the hundred treasure kit in Youluo's hand, with a faint light in their eyes, as if they had seen the beautiful woman's pervert.

The matter has come to an end, and the big storm has calmed down.

Jiang Ming tilted his head and said to Youluo, "You stay and settle them. I'll go back first!"

Youluo nodded when he heard the words and agreed.

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"What a pity! The mummified old man is a master. Although it only took three moves to deal with him, I almost gave full play to all my advantages. The battle was not easy. It's really a pity that such a great help was killed by you like this.

In the original hall of the discussion of the Green Demon Sect, Jiang Ming lay high in the first seat and said with a slight sigh.

Jiang Yi smiled and whispered, "Young master, since you want to stand up, then stand up completely! Although you have subdued everyone with your own strength today, you lack an irresistible deterrent. I just want to be a pusher to do all this properly.

Time is like an arrow, the sun and the moon are like a shuttle, and two months pass unconsciously.

During this period, Youluo was fully responsible for dividing these subordinate monks into five pavilions according to their qualifications and talents. These four grids are: Supreme Pavilion, all of which are strong in the true immortal scriptures, the strongest combat power of the Red Dust Demon Sect. The owner of the pavilion is Youluo, which is in charge of Jiang Ming; the Treasure Pavilion is in charge of the Red Dust Demon Sect. All treasures are under the responsibility of Mengsha and Hongfeng Honglan brothers and sisters. Jiang Ming still has a good impression on these two simple brothers and sisters and trusts them. The Danqi Pavilion is composed of some subdued monks with alchemy skills, and the owner of the pavilion is two true immortals who have a lot of experience in alchemy. The Magic Star Pavilion, as the name implies, is tomorrow's Star, the Magic Star Pavilion is composed of some outstanding virtual immortals, which is the star of tomorrow; the Shadow Pavilion is composed of some lively, clever monks who are good at concealment and camouflage, and are responsible for spying intelligence.

Some of the remaining talents and strength are rare, but the practitioners are reduced to ordinary disciples of the Red Dust Demon Sect, which is also the largest number, and are the middle-level combat power in the sect. However, after exploring the potential in the future, you can join the other five pavilions.

Some of them are developing step by step. After two months of running-in, they have more and more the power and posture of a sect.

"Report~~ The suzerain, an unknown strong man sent a letter saying that he wanted the suzerain to enlighten him personally!"

Huh? Letter?"

Jiang Ming raised his eyebrows and took the letter.

This is a very special letter paper. When writing, you need to simulate the breath of the person who receives the letter. Only the person who has that breath can open the letter. Otherwise, even if you can understand it, you can only destroy it and can't see the content.

Jiang Ming pinched the letter, and the letter instantly turned into a mass of light, and several bloody characters appeared in the air: half a month later, the conference of all sects of the Third Demon Realm was held in the Moon Film City to discuss things about the Second Demon Realm. I hope that the owner of the Red Dust Demon Sect will lead the people to come!

At the inflic place is a red blood mark, and there is some hazy fog around it, like clouds. This is the mark of Xueyunmen. Jiang Ming clearly remembers that there is such a special mark on the eyebrows of the owner of Xueyunmen.

Jiang Ming frowned and said to himself, "Blood Cloud Master, Sect Conference, Second Demon Realm? I have a big grudge against the owner of Xueyun. Will this be a trap? Should I go or not?