The Unrivaled Tang Sect: The Copper Coffin

Although Jiang Hai had never seen the strange soul beast that was traveling quickly through the Demonic Forest with himself and Elder Xue Yi, he guessed its race and true identity, the Evil Eye Tyrant Clan.

The Evil Eye Tyrant is a very powerful spiritual soul beast, and it can even be said to be the most powerful spiritual soul beast on the land of Douluo Continent.

Their king is the Evil Emperor, who ranks second among the ten fierce beasts in Douluo Continent. He is one level higher than the Snow Emperor, the leader of the three great kings in the Far North.

Of course, this is only in terms of cultivation. When soul beasts cultivate to this level, race, bloodline, and cultivation are all key factors that determine their own strength.

In the home court of the Snow Emperor in the Far North, even the Beast God Emperor Tian, ​​who ranks first among the ten fierce beasts, may not be the opponent of the Snow Emperor.

Similarly, in this Demonic Forest, the Evil Emperor is the most terrifying existence, and the race that the Evil Emperor himself has is the same as the Ice Jade Scorpion Clan in the Far North. They are all supreme existences, and no human or soul beast dares to provoke them.

It was only a thousand-year-old evil-eyed tyrant that took Jiang Hai and Elder Xue Yi away, but no soul beast dared to provoke this evil-eyed tyrant after following it into the depths of the evil forest.

"Huh!" Suddenly, the evil-eyed tyrant, which was moving fast, stopped abruptly, and its big eyes suddenly widened in one direction. The evil light in its eyes flashed, and the purple light lingered. The next moment, a purple light shot out like a flash of lightning.

The purple light shuttled through, and the air suddenly rippled, and a man in black appeared.

The man in black threw out a soul beast that looked like a cat, and a token flew out of his hand. The light on the token bloomed, outlining an evil word, and he said, "Thank you, hand the person over to us!"

The evil-eyed tyrant glanced at the evil token with its big eyes, and a tentacle stretched out, first throwing Elder Xue Yi and Jiang Hai out, and then rolled up the soul beast corpse on the ground and flew out.

The man in black took a look at the two people on the ground, picked them up quickly and left quickly, but the direction suddenly changed.

About an hour later, the man in black stopped in a valley, and the evil token flew out again. The next moment, a roar came, and the ground at the entrance of the valley cracked, revealing a dark passage.

It must be said that the headquarters of the Holy Spirit Church is too hidden. Even if someone tracked down this valley, they would definitely think that the Holy Spirit Church must be in the valley, but they didn't expect that the passage under the entrance of the valley is the real entrance to the Holy Spirit Church headquarters.

Even the cunning rabbit has three burrows, and this may not be the only entrance to the Holy Spirit Church.

The man in black walked down the passage and the passage was closed.

Sure enough, the underground passage was scary long. The man in black ran all the way for half an hour before he stopped, put down the two people, and left alone in a flash.

A strange fragrance came over, and the blood-clothed elder opened his eyes.

"This is the awakening incense!" Seeing the Blood-robed Elder wake up, Jiang Hai understood and pretended to wake up in a daze. In fact, he had already woken up.

When he opened his eyes, a huge underground square appeared in front of Jiang Hai. At first glance, it was much larger than Mingde Hall. There was a huge lighting soul guide in the sky, like a sun, shining underground as bright as day.

The size of the square was not inferior to the Xingluo Square, the venue of the last fighting spirit competition. It could accommodate tens of thousands of people without any crowding. Moreover, it was obviously underground, but the dome was very high, at least more than 300 meters, so it was not cramped at all. According to preliminary estimates, this square was definitely below 300 meters underground.

There were also houses and buildings around the square, making it look like a small city.

The most eye-catching thing on the square was the huge statue in the center. The statue was nearly 300 meters high, as high as the dome. It was tall and majestic, wearing a black robe, with his hands behind his back, his facial features blurred, but his head was slightly raised, as if looking at the sky.

There were still many people in the square, and they were looking at the statue at this moment.

Elder Xue Yi whispered: "This is the statue of Lord Saint Emperor, and it is also the only statue of Lord Saint Emperor. It stands in the center of the Saint Emperor Square so that everyone can admire and look up to the glory of Lord Saint Emperor!"

"Lord Saint Emperor?" Jiang Hai asked curiously.

Elder Xue Yi's eyes were full of fanaticism, and he said excitedly: "Lord Saint Emperor is said to be an immortal god in ancient times, the king of ancient gods. His soul and his blood permeate the years and the long river of history. Our martial spirits are condensed from his blood and soul. All evil soul masters are the people of Lord Saint Emperor and protect his believers!"

Jiang Hai looked up at the statue of Saint Emperor of the Holy Spirit Church indifferently. The statue was vague and simple, not like the god worshipped by the cult at all, but like an ordinary man. The man looked up to the sky, and his eyes seemed to be the vast starry sky, or the unknown place in the void.

There is an extremely obvious gap in the history of Douluo Continent, but all kinds of relics prove that in the more ancient times, there was a brilliant and splendid civilization, which may be the era of the first generation of Shura God, Angel God, Sea God and Rakshasa God, or it may be an even older era, but at that time, soul guides may have already existed, and the Holy Emperor may also be a person or god of that era, but later became the belief of the Holy Spirit Church.

Ten years can show the coming and going of spring and autumn, and a hundred years can prove birth, aging, sickness and death. Time is the most terrible force.

The enthusiasm in the blood-clothed elder's eyes gradually subsided, and he said: "Let me take you to see the fourth elder first. You were recruited by the fourth elder. The Seventeenth Altar is also a branch of the fourth elder, so you are also a member of our four elders. , even if you go to work under other elders or become a candidate for the Holy Son in the future, this relationship will never disappear. On the contrary, there is no doubt that the four elders will help you. "

"Our holy religion has many rules, but in summary, there are only two rules. One is strength, and the other is merit. The stronger the strength, the more status, but the more merit, the stronger the strength."

"What circulates within the Holy Cult is not gold coins, but meritorious deeds. Meritorious deeds have many benefits. For example, to use the Demon King's blood pool, in addition to corresponding qualifications, meritorious deeds are required every time. Another example is that many disciples need to use the soul master Corpses, soul beast corpses, resentful spirits, and resentful souls all require merit to obtain. Even the corpse of a titled Douluo can be obtained with enough merit, and merit is merit. "

A trace of cruelty flashed in the blood-clothed elder's eyes, and he said: "In addition to the basic merits corresponding to each religious level, if you want to obtain merits, you can only kill, rob, and perform meritorious deeds, even for candidate saint sons and saints. in this way."

"The Fourth Elder is the most powerful among the elders. If you are under his sect, you will have more opportunities to make meritorious deeds! Even if you come from the same sect, even if you become successful, with this relationship, when you go out to perform tasks, you will have Some teammates who can rely on each other and trust each other are far better than intrigues... You will gradually realize this in the future."

The blood-clothed elder led Jiang Hai out of the square, passed through the buildings, and stopped in front of a small courtyard surrounded by a fence. The fence was covered with a kind of plant that Jiang Hai had never seen before. Among the layers of green leaves, there was a Blood-colored flowers poked out. The flowers were in full bloom, and the air was filled with a faint sweet fragrance.

The blood-clothed elder whispered: "This is the residence of the fourth elder. It is surrounded by blood thorn flowers, a ten-thousand-year-old plant-based soul beast that likes to devour blood. The place where each elder lives is different, but one thing is Without exception, it is dangerous. Behind the presbytery is the leader's hall and worship hall, which are the residences of the leader and worshipers. They are also forbidden areas for us and are absolutely inaccessible without summons. "

"Stop mumbling at the door, just come in!" An old voice came from the yard. As if in response to the owner's words, the branches and leaves of the Bloodthorn flower parted from the middle, revealing a portal.

The blood-clothed elder walked in first, followed closely by Jiang Hai.

In the yard, there is a simple-looking thatched house covered with blood wattle flowers. In front of the thatched house, there is a pool, a square wooden table and matching wooden chairs. It is extremely simple and does not look like the residence of a titled Douluo.

In the courtyard, a short and thin old man was watering the flowers. In a copper kettle, blood-colored liquid was poured, exuding a faint fishy smell. It was the blood of a spirit beast.

"My subordinates have met the fourth elder!" Unlike Jiang Hai, who was looking at him curiously, the blood-clothed elder saluted directly when he saw the old man.

The old man was the fourth elder of the Holy Spirit Sect whom Jiang Hai met outside Xingluo City, Netherworld Douluo Shi Youming.

The fourth elder did not carry his iron sword wrapped in animal skin, but he still had a faint sword aura on his body. This kind of sword aura was also found in Qingfeng Li, but Qingfeng Li's sword and sword aura were blended into the wind. In the middle, hardness is transformed into softness, but the sword energy of the fourth elder still has a stinging edge, which also shows the gap between the two.

The old man put down the kettle, looked up at Jiang Hai, nodded, and said with a smile: "Although I came a little late, fortunately I am still here!"

"Sit!" The old man waved his hand and pointed at the wooden table. He also sat on one side first.

The blood-clothed elder had already raised his head. After the fourth elder sat down, he took the initiative to come behind the old man and stood respectfully.

Jiang Hai stepped forward, sat opposite the fourth elder, and said respectfully: "Thank you for taking care of me during this time, senior!"

The fourth elder smiled, tapped the table with his thin fingers, and a branch of blood wattle flew from the room, carrying a set of teapots like a human arm, poured two cups of fragrant tea, and placed one cup on the In front of the old man, a cup was pushed in front of Jiang Hai.

The old man picked up a cup of tea, took a sip, and said, "First try the blood wattle tea that I grew!"

In the blue and white porcelain tea cup, a bowl of light red tea was rippling, and there were a lot of blooming blood wattle flowers in the water.

"Senior, you are so elegant!" Jiang Hai drank the light red tea. Just like the sound of the blood thorn flower, the blood thorn flower tea also had a hint of sweetness, refreshing and endless aftertaste.