Su Yiwen Lingzhao

"Let's go to the palace."

Su Yi got up from the rattan chair, he looked at the sky.

It was dusk, and the twilight was dark.

The monks are sitting in the town, and that kind of power is enough to sweep all the enemies in Dazhou..."

Then, he quickly introduced the identities of these people.

The two guardians, one named Liu Ying and the other named Duan Pojia, were both cultivated in the Starry Realm.

The four deacons have the cultivation base of Yuanfu.

The other eighteen monks are all descendants of the Heavenly Prison and Demon Court, and they are all in the realm of inedias.

After listening, before Su Yi said anything, Yuan Heng sneered: "This power is completely worthless in front of the master, monk, you don't have to worry about it."

Bai Wenqing also nodded and said, "Yan Yan is indeed far from being a threat to Senior Su."

Even Ge Qian, who has a cautious temperament, was relieved at this moment, and said, "I still think that the Heavenly Prison Demon Court is so powerful, if it's just this lineup, it's really not enough to watch."

Monk Hongji: “…”

He was completely stunned, these guys... how dare you ignore the great cultivator of the spiritual realm? !

"Let's go."

Su Yi left Songfeng Courtyard with his hands behind his back.

Monk Hongji opened his mouth to say something, Yuan Heng kindly reminded: "Monk, hearing is false, seeing is true, you might as well join us, just watch the fun."

"This..."

Monk Hongji was obviously hesitant, but when he saw that Su Yi and his party had started to act, he gritted his teeth and immediately followed.

…

In the twilight, the magnificent ancient palace was bathed in a layer of orange-red luster.

Tai An Hall.

Nine bronze cauldrons stand in the shape of nine palaces.

At this time, a group of monks took out their treasure bottles and poured thick scarlet blood into the nine giant cauldrons.

This is the blood food after refining, and it contains amazing blood.

As these monks continued to pour, the surface of the bronze giant cauldron also turned red, becoming as red as blood.

In the nine giant cauldrons, the blood was thick, churning constantly, and a **** smell that choked the nose.

Zhou Zhili sat on the side of the hall, watching this scene from a distance, his face pale, his hands clenched tightly, trying to restrain the urge to vomit.

"It's just a little **** smell, Your Majesty can't stand it? It's really a piece of shit."

A monk sneered.

The other monks laughed.

Zhou Zhili showed embarrassment, bowed his head and said nothing, but he actually hated to the extreme.

"Hurry up, the refined blood evil spirit pills have to be sent to the elders, so don't delay."

On the dragon chair in the distance, lay a thin old man with gray beard, sunken eye sockets, and a cold temperament.

Severe Armor!

A guardian of the Heavenly Prison Court.

When they heard his voice, those cultivators did not dare to neglect and took the time to act.

"For a period of time, in order to refine this so-called blood evil spirit pill, your Heavenly Prison Court has not hesitated to drive monsters from all over the world to harm the people of the world, in order to collect blood food. "

Zhou Zhili looked at Duan Po Jia, and couldn't help asking, "I'm really curious, what exactly do you want to do?"

Duan Jiao glanced at the known

Looking away, he smiled and said: "What you should know will naturally let you know, and if you shouldn't know, it's better not to know."

Duan Pau Jia looked strange, and said: "It's just a little big week, even if you kill all the people in this world, the blood evil spirit pills refined are far from enough. "

Zhou Zhili's face changed suddenly, and he almost couldn't believe his ears.

"Of course, although we are a demon sect, we won't do stupid things to fish out of water. After a while, we will go to countries like Great Wei and Great Qin to continue collecting blood food."

Duan Jiao said slowly, "According to our estimation, if we can collect 100,000 catties of blood food every day, within three months, the blood evil spirit pills refined should be enough. used."

Three months!

100,000 catties of blood food every day!

Zhou Zhili felt cold in his hands and feet, and his heart was trembling.

As far as he knows, only by killing ten young adults can one pound of blood food be refined from their blood essence.

And collecting 100,000 catties of blood food every day means that millions of people must be killed every day!

If it lasts for three months, at least 90 million people must be killed before the Heavenly Prison Court can refine enough blood evil spirit pills!

Where such cruel and vicious things spread, how is this world different from **** purgatory?

"If you do this, you won't be afraid of being punished by God?"

This is not cruel, but inhuman!

"Scourge?"

Duanshajia couldn't help laughing, "My devil cultivator, walking against the sky, why did you care about this? Little guy, you are not a cultivator after all, you don't know at all, as long as your strength is strong enough , the so-called scourge, there is nothing I can do to wait!"

The voice is full of contempt and confidence.

Zhou Zhili was lost, and he couldn't understand this statement at all.

For a long time, he shook his head bitterly and said: "Let's not talk about this, I just want to ask, why do you Heavenly Prison Demon Court arrest people related to Su Dishi? He has never been never offend you."

Duanxia thought for a while, and said, "This is an order."

"Whose order?"

Zhou Zhili became more and more confused.

"Chu Xiu."

A deep voice suddenly sounded outside the hall.

With the sound, two figures flew over.

One is tall and tall, the other is beautiful and dignified.

It is Yuan Heng and Bai Wenqing.

Duan Pau Jia suddenly sat up straight from the dragon chair, and the monks who were pouring blood into the nine giant cauldrons also stopped their movements and looked over.

"Who are you? Dare to trespass on the territory of my Heavenly Prison Demon Court?"

Now this big world is no different from being occupied by their Heavenly Prison Demon Court.

But now, there are people who dare to break into this place without permission, clearly not taking their Heavenly Prison Court in their eyes!

Boom!

Yuan Heng raised his hand and swiped it in the air, the gray-robed man with the cultivation of inedia realm suddenly exploded, blood was sprayed, and he died violently on the spot.

Easy as killing a fly.

"A small person in the realm of inedias, who dares to clamor, is not a pity to die."

Yuan Heng is disdainful.

Bai Wenqing was stunned for a moment, keenly aware that Yuan Heng's actions at this moment and his spirit

The state was obviously influenced by the master Su Yi, and they were all tyrannical to the bones.

"How dare you kill me from the Heavenly Prison!?"

Zhou Zhili was also shocked, but he felt extremely happy in his heart, and there was excitement between his brows, he killed well! Well done!

It's gone!"

"Really."

Yuan Heng grinned and stretched his figure. The cultivation that belonged to the middle stage of the Star Gathering Realm was also released suddenly.

Boom!

"The Stars! This guy is the Stars!"

Someone screamed.

Duan Jiao’s pupils also shrank, his face changed slightly, and he said, “Could it be that fellow Daoist is like me and doesn’t belong to this Cangqing Continent?”

As far as he knows, the monks in this Great Zhou Territory, let alone the Star Gathering Realm, are very rare even in the Yuanfu Realm.

But now, there is a star-gathering realm coming in, which makes Duan Pau Jia have to suspect that the other party, like himself, does not belong to the Cangqing Continent.

"The dying person, there is so much bullshit, really think we are here to chat?"

Yuan Heng strode forward, "Wen Qing, those little ants are handed over to you, I'll clean up this old thing!"

Bai Wenqing nodded gently, "Yes."

"You go and inform the elders, I will stop them!"

Seeing this, Duan Shajia immediately shouted.

Boom!

When he spoke, he shot directly, reached out and pulled out a **** halberd, which set off a **** light in the sky, and slashed towards Yuan Heng.

Zhou Zhili took a breath.

This piece of armor is also a star-gathering figure, cultivating the inheritance of the magic path, and the combat power is tyrannical. This made Zhou Zhili sweat for Yuan Heng.

But in just an instant, Zhou Zhili was dumbfounded.

And those fist marks remained unabated, and smashed **** Duan Shajia's chest.

Boom!

Duan's armor-piercing figure flew out directly, smashed the dragon chair behind him, and fell on the wall. The body was embedded in it, and the stone chips flew.

It was clearly visible, a shocking fist mark was sunken in his chest, blood spurted from his nose and mouth, and his face became as pale as paper.

One punch, thwarting a Guardian of the Stars of the Heavenly Prison!

The scene immediately shocked the audience.

Zhou Zhili was so stunned that his chin almost dropped, who is this guy, and his combat power is too domineering and terrifying! ?

Those monks who were planning to escape from the main hall to seek help were also frightened, their scalps numb, and their hearts were splitting.

It's not that they don't want to escape, but Duan's armor was defeated too quickly, with just one punch, they were severely injured, leaving them no chance to escape!

At this time, Bai Wenqing, who was guarding in front of the main hall, shot.

She raised her jade-like hands and swayed in the void.

No one survives!

This is the absolute crushing of strength, and it is no different from crushing ants!

"Another constellation..."

Duan Armor was sluggish there, lost in spirit, like a mourning concubine.

Besides the shock, Zhou Zhili couldn't help but be ecstatic!