I Am Evergreen In the World of Cultivating Immortals Chapter 338

Chapter 338 Blackmailing the True Lord

 The deserted land near the Seven Nations.

 A Yunfanlou ship, which is invisible to the naked eye, is in a state of concealment and moving steadily forward in the clouds and mist.

The speed of this ship is not very fast, and the fluctuations of spiritual energy are subtle. Unless you get close, it will be difficult for Master Jiedan to detect it.

 The top floor of the ship, the most luxurious and spacious cabin.

“Ancestor is wise! The timing and route of the migration are so clever. The Nascent Soul Lord of the Beast King Valley and the Wei Dao Alliance were almost dragged into the quagmire of the battlefield and did not have much energy to worry about us.”

“There are also those scattered decoys that attract the attention of interested people, which are enough to cover the elites of our direct lineage and reach the Seven Nations Alliance safely.”

There were three people sitting indoors, looking at the Seven Nations Alliance, which was about to arrive in less than half a day.

 Below me, two people in the late stage of Dan formation were sitting, their faces were overjoyed, their hearts were surging, and they had a sense of pride as if the sea and the sky were vast.

The handsome young man at the top has turned snow-white hair, and his youthful and energetic body creates a sense of inconsistency with his old-fashioned temperament.

His appearance is 60 to 70% similar to Xie Wuji, Xia Wenyue's father, who threatened Lu Changan in his early years.

 “Don't be too happy before you've reached the finish line.”

Tianluo Ancestor's handsome face showed a hint of gloom.

Just now, he vaguely sensed that someone was refining the [Blood Descendant Bead] to track his blood descendants.

  How audacious!

If it were not too far away, we would be arriving at the Seven Nations Alliance soon, and we didn't want to cause any complications. Patriarch Tianluo wanted to turn back and kill him, cutting the man into pieces.

“Ancestor, are you worried about the Valley of the Beast King? According to the usual practice, even if the Valley of the Beast King has some spare power, it will not stop the forces evacuating from the Guardian Alliance.”

An old man in sixties who is in the late stage of pill formation, stroking his beard and smiling. He is the patriarch of the Xie family and the great-grandson of the ancestor of Tianluo.

"That's right, Beast King Valley is eager for us to evacuate. The Tianluo Sect is broken into pieces, and they spend all their energy on targeting them. The gain outweighs the loss. They might as well make a breakthrough on the frontal battlefield."

 Another person in the late stage of Danjie is a middle-aged scribe, wearing a Danxia gown, who is elegant and extraordinary.

This person is not of the Xie family, but a former Tianluo Sect genius with earthly roots. Later, he married into the Xie family and became the head of the Tianluo Sect, breaking the rumors that "Tianluo Sect's surname is Xie".

“As we approach the Seven Kingdoms Alliance, I don't have to worry about the Valley of the Beast King, let alone the Guardian Alliance.”

Ancestor Tianluo stared in the direction of the Seven Nations Alliance with deep eyes.

 He planned this move very carefully.

ˆClaim to the outside world that you are "injured", but it is actually a disguise.

 In the past few years, he was not seriously injured at all, only minor injuries, and he has recovered.

 This is done to take the opportunity to withdraw from the front line and plan for relocation.

If a Nascent Soul from the Wei Dao League, or someone like Liang Shaotian, wants to take advantage of him, it would be a big mistake.

 After confirming the Nascent Soul of the Beast King Valley and the Wei Dao Alliance, they were basically involved in the battlefield, so the ancestor of Tianluo launched the migration.

The route he planned specifically started from the area close to Chen State, which is now occupied by the demonic way. The outside world would never have thought of it.

 Actually, many middle-level monks from Tianluo Sect and Xie Clan do not want to move because they are worried about the long and difficult journey.

Ancestor Tianluo issued a death order, and all the monks and tribesmen on the list must be forcibly relocated!

 “Ancestor, are you wary of Wujianmen?”

“This demonic force mainly focuses on infiltration, assassination, and gathering intelligence, and rarely faces a positive outcome. Besides, we were almost at the Seven Nations Alliance and missed the opportunity..."

 The two of them are in the late stage of forming pills, so they are quite optimistic about this.

 Throwing aside those deceptive decoys, they took this route to cross Chencang secretly, and the flying magic weapon also has the ability to hide.

　　Boo!

The Yunfanlou ship, flying hidden in the clouds, was passed by a transparent blood-streaked light.

 Standing past each other, there was no sound, as if they were not in the same dimension.

 “Not good! The secret technique of blood induction!”

Ancestor Tianluo couldn't help but change his expression, and immediately controlled the Yunfanlou ship and changed its route.

He pointed a finger, and the dense clouds and mist enveloped the entire ship.

But within a few dozen miles, the Yunfan Tower Ship passed through another transparent and void blood-streaked light.

 “Hahaha! Ancestor Tianluo! This palace has finally waited for you!”

In the distance, from Jiugang Tian, ​​there was a long and bone-chilling whistle.

In an instant, a dark wind blew up from a hundred miles away, and a **** smell made people sick and faint.

Above the clouds, densely packed blood-colored bats appeared, covering the sky and the sun as far as the eye could see, making people's hair stand on end.

 “Blood Spirit Sect, Blood Bat King!”

Ancestor Tianluo couldn't help but lose his voice, and his eyes showed deep fear.

 The Blood Bat King, one of the six kings of the Blood Spirit Sect,

It is one of the two major demon sects that invaded the Seven Nations Alliance.

 Bang, bang, bang!

Before he finished speaking, countless **** bats roared in, surrounded the hidden Yunfan Tower Ship, and launched a series of attacks.

Most of those blood-colored bats are blood-spirited creatures, half a foot long, and a few are several feet or more than ten feet long. The attacks they launch are comparable to those of pill-forming monks.

Yunfanlouchuan is good at hiding, but its defense is average. Several gaps in the barrier were quickly torn open by the **** bats, and some of them got in.

 “Ah! Ancestor, help me...”

The direct line monks of the Xie family resisted the **** bats in the sky in the chaos.

Even if you kill some **** bats, the latter will turn into **** water and merge into other bats.

 The blood of the killed monk Xie was sucked by the **** bat, which became somewhat larger in size and aura.

"You two, break out separately. I'll contain that old monster!"

Tianluo Ancestor's figure appeared vaguely on top of the ship.

　　Boom!

A halo of mana intertwined with clouds, mist, and electric light appeared behind Patriarch Tianluo, covering a radius of several miles, emitting the powerful spiritual pressure of the fourth-order Nascent Soul.

The clouds and mist exploded, and electric arcs flew in all directions, shattering all the **** bats around the building ship. Some of them were completely annihilated and could not be transformed into **** water.

Taking this opportunity, the old man in his 60s and the middle-aged scholar in the late stage of Jiedan fled separately with the Xie family's heirs.

“Ancestor Tianluo, you have indeed recovered from your injuries, and your magic power is not as weak as the outside world thought.”

 A huge cloud of blood emanated light, accompanied by the majestic aura of the True Monarch of the Blood Path, blocking the way of Patriarch Tianluo.

A man in a **** robe with triangular eyes appeared on the blood cloud. His face was extremely ugly, with a huge mouth and basin, and hollow nostrils, giving people a distorted sense of chaotic aura.

“The Seven Nations Alliance is far more powerful than the Wei Dao Alliance, and they actually asked the King of the Blood Spirit Sect to go around to the back and intercept and kill me.”

The ancestor of Tianluo said in a deep voice.

He was on guard against the hidden Wujian Sect, but he didn't expect that the one who would take action was the Blood Spirit Sect.

"Old Tianluo, you don't want to wait for the good defenders of the Alliance, but you have to come over and take part in the situation of the Seven Nations Alliance?"

The Blood Bat King smiled ferociously and spread his palms. A thick dark red blood pool appeared in the blood cloud. The blood flowing in it was like hot and boiling magma.

 It is his natal magic weapon, Shura Blood Pond!

Within a breath, the [Shura Blood Pool] turned into hundreds of feet, and a waterfall of blood burst out during the rotation, accompanied by numerous blood-colored bats, washing away.

The strong and overflowing **** aura caused the monks of the Xie family of the Tianluo Sect with lower cultivation levels within a hundred miles to stagger one by one. Many fell down and fainted, becoming the blood bats.

The ancestor of Tianluo was frightened and angry, so he took out his magic weapon [Wind and Cloud Fan] and swept it into the sky.

Phew!

The wind and clouds surged in the sky, and a large cloud-patterned fan shadow emerged, stirring up a monstrous hurricane and sweeping away the **** waterfall and numerous **** bats erupting from the blood pool.

However, the blood power is constantly flowing, and the blood flow is all-pervasive. Many **** bats are entangled around each other, making horrifying and sharp sound waves.

　　Boom!

The Yunfan Tower ship behind Tianluo Sect collapsed and collapsed.

 The collision between [Wind and Cloud Fan] and [Shura Blood Pond], a powerful storm of mana, turned many direct descendants of the Xie family who were slow to evacuate into powder and **** water on the spot.

 After only ten breaths of fighting, the ancestor of Tianluo felt dizzy, and his robe and magic shield were soaked in blood.

At this time, behind the Blood Bat King, several monks and blood servants from the Blood Spirit Sect appeared, forming a blood spirit formation.

 The route to the Seven Nations Alliance is blocked by the Blood Spirit Gate!

Ancestor Tianluo gritted his teeth, spit out a mouthful of blood essence and true fire, and dropped it on the Fengyun Fan.

 Hush!

A swirling cloud of light enveloped Patriarch Tianluo's body and fled to the desolate land behind him.

 “Want to run?”

The Blood Bat King smiled cruelly, and the blood surged behind him, condensing a pair of huge blood wings, and chased away at an incredibly fast speed.

As a true blood king, he is not only good at fighting protracted battles, but is also proficient in bloodline induction tracking.

Even if the ancestor of Tianluo seizes a descendant, he cannot escape his lock.

 Desolate land, inside a cave.

 Xiang Jinglong and Taoist Baimei, after cleaning up the scene, conducted a soul search and interrogation of "Xie Xiao", a descendant of the ancestor of Tianluo who had been captured alive.

The white-browed old man compiled the useful information into a jade slip and reported it to the Xuanyin Sect afterwards.

 “Hmm? What's the smell?”

As a third-level physical practitioner, Xiang Jinglong has a keen sense of smell, his nose is flaring, and he can detect an invisible and colorless aura.

 Plop! thump…

 At this time, several fake Danzhen people guarding outside the cave were poisoned and fainted one after another.

"who!"

 Hang Jinglong and Taoist Baimei used magic to cut off the air and get out.

Outside the cave, stood a strong, masked man with a heavy back and a strong back.

 The two people's spiritual consciousness swept over them, and their faces could not be seen clearly. They could only judge from the deep mana breath that they were true alchemy monks.

 “A certain family is a tribulation cultivator!”

“Hurry up and hand over your belongings. If a certain family is in a good mood, they may consider letting you live.”

The masked strong man talks carelessly and unscrupulously.

 Robbery?

Xiang Jinglong couldn't help but be startled. He felt that this person's tone and behavior were inexplicably familiar.

 Since joining the Xuanyin Sect, he has seldom done the work of rob cultivator, and this is the first time in a hundred years that he has been robbed by others.

“Looking for death! Robbery the Xuanyin Cult?”

Xiang Jinglong roared angrily, and the sound wave of the third-level physical practitioner exploded one step ahead, covering the masked man.

As a true elixir cultivator, you are less than ten feet away from him. Shouldn't you give him a chance to kill him at close range?

At the same time as launching the sonic roar.

Xiang Jinglong's muscles all over his body swelled, and dark demonic patterns appeared on his body, turning into a huge iron tower-like body, with a surge of tyrannical energy and blood oppressing him.

However, as soon as he raised his big hand with black stripes like a cattail leaf fan, the palm of the "Jie Cultivator" in his sight was blurred and turned into a shadow that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

　　Boom! Click!

Xiang Jinglong's body sank, his shoulders shattered, and the two-foot-high iron tower body was compressed back to its original shape by a powerful force.

 A "wow" sound was heard.

Xiang Jinglong's face turned red and he vomited blood on the spot. His bones seemed to be falling apart and he fell to the ground weakly.

 “…Late third level body refining!”

Xiang Jinglong's eyes were as wide as bells, showing an expression of panic and disbelief.

 with Zhendan Dharma Cultivator, who I thought could be easily suppressed, turned out to be even more accomplished in body refining than myself.

 The scary thing is that the other party does not practice pure physical training, but only practices a combination of physical training methods.

Looking at the entire Jing Kingdom, no one has practiced body refining to the late third level.

 As a pure physical practitioner, Xiang Jinglong has become a leader in the Jing Kingdom by practicing the top-notch body-training technique called "Desha Tuotian Kung Fu".

 Pengka!

Lu Changan kicked Xiang Jinglong again, shattering his sternum. The latter's seriously injured figure flew backwards and fell deeply into the mountain wall not far away.

The white-browed Taoist on the other side turned pale with fright, and wanted to run away.

 “Get down!”

Lu Changan grabbed it from the air, and his powerful alchemy hand was as heavy as a mountain. He slapped it from above his head, making Taoist Baimei, who was in the early stage of the true elixir, feel like he couldn't breathe.

 “This person…is still a major cultivator in the late stage of pill formation!”

Taoist Baimei was so desperate that his protective shield was shattered. He was slapped on the ground by the powerful hand of the alchemy. His magic power collapsed and he fell to the ground seriously injured.

 “Sir, spare your life! We are willing to hand over our property.”

Taoist Baimei coughed up blood, lay on the ground, and begged for mercy with a trembling voice.

French cultivation and refining are all levels from the later stage of the third order. The strength of the robbery is at least the level of Xuanyin Palm Liang Shaotian.

“How could there be such a terrifying monster in the Immortal Realm of the Wei Dao Alliance…”

Xiang Jinglong, who was embedded in the mountain wall, was not only frightened and shaken, but also had doubts about life.

He was scheming to take the blame and suffered humiliation. Under great pressure, he broke through to the third level of physical cultivation while on the line between life and death.    Pure physical cultivation allowed him to enjoy a lifespan close to that of a Zhendan monk.

For hundreds of years, his physical cultivation realm has remained at the peak of the early third level.

The person in front of me has actually cultivated his magic power and body training to the late third level at the same time. Looking at the entire Wei Dao Alliance, there is no second one.

 “Sir, this is all we have.”

Xiang Jinglong and Taoist Baimei did not dare to neglect, endured serious injuries, staggered, and struggled to hand over all their belongings, including the trophies they had just obtained.

 “That's right, you know what I'm doing!”

The masked strong man counted the harvest of the robbery and nodded with satisfaction.

Among the trophies, in addition to the main ingredient of the Crystal Condensation Pill, there is also Qingxuan wood of almost fourth-level vintage.

Especially the latter, which is also a valuable spiritual wood in the world of immortality, and is slightly less scarce than the soul-nurturing wood.

 Green Xuan wood is suitable for making wooden attack magic weapons, especially swords.

In addition, the information on Tianluo's descendants compiled by Taoist Baimei will help Lu Changan's calculations.

Before leaving, Lu Changan took the blood of "Xie Xiao", the great-grandson of Tianluo's direct descendant, and blended it into the [Blood Origin Bead] that he had previously refined.

 In this way, Lu Changan's ability to sense descendants of Tianluo bloodline, especially his accuracy, has improved.

Phew!

Xiang Jinglong and the two men watched the masked strong man leave through the air, sweating profusely, and let out a long sigh of relief.

Faced with the top Daxiu cultivator who is expected to compete for the No. 1 alchemy-forming monk in the Wei Dao League, the two of them are as weak as babies.

 “That person, could it be...”

Xiang Jinglong was greatly shocked. When he thought of this person's tone and style that was similar to his own, he couldn't help but think of something.

For more than two hundred years, the man behind the scenes brought him humiliation and helplessness, and eventually turned into a lingering shadow.

“Protector Xiang, did you offend any important people when you were a cultivator?”

Taoist Baimei was shocked and speculated.

 Above the Jiugang Sky.

Lu Changan disguised himself as a masked man and flew towards the Seven Nations Alliance.

His robbery just now was regarded as revenge for the extortion of thousands of spiritual stones by the demon cult monks led by Xiang Jinglong on the transnational spiritual ship.

Lu Changan and Xiang Jinglong had no real grudges or conflicts of stance. For Liang Shaotian's sake, he was not killed.

 According to his understanding, after he formed a pill and left Jing Kingdom, the Xuehu Chamber of Commerce and Master Hanyu did not suffer any deliberate revenge from Xiang Jinglong.

You must know that in the past hundred years, the Xuanyin Demon Sect has become the leading force in the Jing Kingdom.

Lu Changan suspected that it was Liang Shaotian who warned Xiang Jinglong, otherwise the latter's character would have made it impossible for him to give up on tracking down Han Yu.

Lu Changan flew forward for another half day in a deserted land lacking spiritual energy.

 During this period, he made new calculations based on Xie Xiao's soul search information, and used the [Blood Origin Bead] to fine-tune the direction.

 A certain moment.

The [Blood Origin Bead] in Lu Changan's hand bloomed brightly, and its sensitivity exceeded Xie Xiao's before.

 “It's so strong, could it be—”

Lu Changan's head jumped and he immediately stopped the blood induction spell of the [Blood Origin Bead].

However, his powerful senses detected that the blood in the depths of the [Blood Origin Bead] was throbbing slightly.

It would be difficult to find if you were an ordinary alchemy monk:

That kind of induction did not end because of this, but passively responded.

 The connection cannot be severed unless the bead is destroyed.

“That old guy, could it be that he was following him through reverse induction?”

 Lu Changan was surprised.

 This sign is probably that the ancestor of Tianluo has locked himself in and is about to kill him.

It's just that this behavior is somewhat irrational and does not conform to the Tianluo Patriarch's strategy of casting a wide net to cover the retreat of his direct descendants.

 He immediately tried his best to make divination calculations.

The result of the divination shows that the person coming is 90% the ancestor of Tianluo, but the specific reason is unknown.

Lu Changan thought for a moment and decided to make a vote before leaving.

 For the Yuanying opportunity, appropriate risks can be accepted. Even if he fails, he is sure to protect himself and escape.

 He immediately released puppets and pets, and quickly deployed means around him.

 After a while, the situation suddenly changed and the wind blew violently.

Hundreds of miles away, a high-speed roaring cloud, wind and mist, and lightning and thunder were approaching.

“What a lingering ghost! The old bat is not in a hurry, trying to drain away my vitality, essence and blood, and finally kill the Nascent Soul of the same level at a smaller cost.”

In the clouds and mist, the figure of a handsome young man named Tianluo Ancestor appeared. His face looked pale and his eyes were extremely gloomy.

He can't defeat Bloodbat King at all, he can't consume him, and he can't escape.

 Fortunately, the Blood Bat King despised him and was unwilling to use escape techniques that consumed blood essence and life span, so he kept him at a distance from time to time.

Ancestor Tianluo didn't consider it, so he once again left his body to escape.

 However, the Dharmakaya, which was finally recovered, was not seriously injured. It would be a pity to give up directly.

There are also restrictions on Nascent Soul's ability to seize the body.

Each time the physical body is replaced and rebuilt, the Nascent Soul spirit body will lose some of its origin.

 Once it exceeds three times, the Nascent Soul spirit body will be at risk of losing its self and collapsing on its own.

 At the same time, there is another concern:

In the wilderness, with a lack of spiritual energy and being targeted by the Blood Spirit Sect, even if the body is taken away, it will be difficult to turn over.

Not to mention, the monks scattered in the wilderness today are basically his blood descendants.

The bloodline or skills of Duo She are from the same origin, so they should be more compatible.

But the pursuer is the Blood Realm King, and there is a high possibility that he will find the descendants of the bloodline who took the body.

Not long ago, Patriarch Tianluo sensed the previous [Blood Origin Bead], and the distance was even closer.

 The holder is a monk who is not a descendant of his own bloodline. He uses secret techniques to reverse induction, and his cultivation level should be at the third level.

The ancestor of Tianluo planned to capture and kill him along the way, and took possession of a body of a non-descendant as a backup for seizing the body.

“Hey! That man looks like Xiang Jinglong from the Xuanyin Sect!”

As he got closer to the target, Tianluo Ancestor's consciousness swept away from a distance.

It was a middle-aged man with wheat-colored skin and a burly build. He was holding a blood bead in his hand, and behind him was a blood-stained ruin.

 “You bastard! How dare you kill my descendant to refine the [Blood Descendant Bead].”

Ancestor Tianluo was furious, and he rode the high-speed rotating wind and clouds to kill Xiang Jinglong who reacted on the ground and fled in a panic.

The ancestor of Tianluo wanted to capture and kill Xiang Jinglong. He waved his sleeves and robes, forming a huge vent of cloud and mist above his head, surging with terrifying suction.

Xiang Jinglong's body was involuntarily swallowed and entangled by the clouds and wind.

 “The traitor of the Xuanyin Sect!”

Ancestor Tianluo's eyes were cold, his figure slowly descended, and he was about to take Xiang Jing away quickly.

 The Blood Bat King is chasing hundreds of miles away and cannot delay for too long.

 At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

 Boom!

The cloud and mist wind that trapped Xiang Jinglong was torn open by two powerful forces.

Xiang Jinglong's body is outlined with golden scales, and his body refining aura has reached the late third level.

At the same time, a piece of green iron wind entangled with ghost energy pushed the clouds and mist away, annihilating each other.

Beside Xiang Jinglong, there is a green-armored puppet with a black face and fangs. The sense of oppression it exudes is almost comparable to that of a fourth-level beast king in the Beast King Valley.

“Quasi-fourth-level puppet!”

“This person's body refining aura is not like Xiang Jinglong's. Could it be that he is an evil member of the Qianji Sect and colludes with the devil—”

Ancestor Tianluo couldn't help but be surprised, realizing that his casual attack had hit a hard target.

 At the same time, fluctuations in the fourth-order formation were heard all around.

The next moment, the environment the two of them were in fell into a vast desert.

 Fourth level magic array!

Ancestor Tianluo's heart sank. This ordinary fourth-level formation without the support of spiritual veins actually had a limited impact on him.

 As long as you kill one person and one puppet, you can easily break the formation and leave.

 But the current situation obviously cannot resolve the battle quickly.

In addition to one person and one puppet, Patriarch Tianluo also sensed the late-stage third-order earth element monster lurking under the desert.

An earth-type dust storm erupted suddenly, filling the sky with yellow sand, making it difficult to distinguish between reality and reality of the fourth-order phantom formation, making it difficult to break through.

  Shuashua!

More than ten more puppets emerged from the sand, two of which were at the late third level.

Many third-level puppets build a convex-shaped puppet array with each other, and the power of the puppets stirred up has also reached a quasi-fourth level.

 In order to kill the ancestor of Tianluo, Lu Changan naturally used all his strength.

After all, he is the perfect Nascent Soul Lord, and the mana of the other party is stronger than imagined.

"Oops!"

Ancestor Tianluo was shocked and realized that the problem was not whether the battle could be solved quickly.

 It's about whether you can escape.

The monk suspected of being Xiang Jinglong is actually a quasi-fourth-level puppet master with such a strong body.

A puppet master of this level has a spiritual consciousness far beyond that of the same level. The secret technique of the soul will be greatly reduced, and the Nascent Soul's seizure of the body has a high failure rate.

Such a lineup can completely match him, and with the help of the geography of the fourth-order phantom formation, it may even gain some advantages.

 “Huh? True Lord of Blood?”

Lu Changan was about to give an order and the group challenged the Tianluo Ancestor to a duel.

At this time, his Nascent Soul level senses detected the blood Nascent Soul breath approaching rapidly from hundreds of miles away, and he couldn't help but frown.

 In order to kill the ancestor of Tianluo, the fourth generation of Lu Changan has come to possess him in advance.

I see!

Lu Changan's previously unclear divination suddenly broke through the fog of truth.

 Before, he couldn't figure out why the ancestor of Tianluo turned back and made a fuss about him.

The approaching aura of the True Lord of the Blood Path alarmed Lu Changan. His strength was obviously superior to that of the Tianluo Ancestor, and even slightly stronger than the True Lord of the Six Yangs of the Jinyang Sect.

 Coupled with the difficulty of the True Lord of the Blood Path, it was more than Lu Changan could deal with.

“It seems that Fellow Daoist Xiang and the Blood Spirit Sect are not the same group.”

 Seeing Lu Changan's reaction, Patriarch Tianluo breathed a sigh of relief. The worst case did not happen.

If the Blood Bat King and Lu Changan were a group, he would not be able to escape this disaster even if his Nascent Soul left his body.

"Master Xiang, the Blood Bat King is one of the six kings of the Blood Spirit Sect. He is very powerful. If he comes to kill us, both you and I will be in danger. How about turning the fight into a fight..."

 “Shut up! Stop trying to get involved!”

Lu Changan gave a cold snort and interrupted the old man Tianluo's words.

"A certain family has no enmity with the Blood Spirit Sect. The puppets are not flesh and blood creatures, so they are not that afraid of blood methods."

“The Blood Bat King is targeting your Tianluo Ancestor, so it's impossible to create extraneous problems and deal with a certain family at the same time.”

“On the contrary, a certain family is not happy with Tianluo Sect, so they came here to rob!”

 “Robbery?”

Ancestor Tianluo was startled for a moment.

To the old monster Nascent Soul who has lived for hundreds of years, how strange is the word "robbery"?

He thought of the identity information of Xuanyin Jiaoxiang's protector, who was originally a Jie cultivator.

Is it possible that this powerful puppet master and body refiner in front of me is really the protector of the demon sect?

If so, the protection of the Dharma is really hidden too deeply!

 “That's right! A certain family is a tribulation cultivator!”

The middle-aged man with yellowish complexion gave a sinister smile and threatened:

“Ancestor Tianluo, if you recognize the situation, please hand over the Infant Transformation Pill, the Infant Formation Spiritual Object, and the Tribulation Transformation Treasure…”

"If not! A certain family will trap you and wait for the Blood Bat King to come and make you hate the wilderness!"

 (End of this chapter)

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