World of Warcraft Sword Saint

Sun is the time when the Blood God Sect, which has been divided for nearly ten thousand years, is revived again. Heng, perhaps in the years to come, it will once again bloom its brilliance...

From the time when the first glorious sun shone on the earth, the believers on the Blood God Mountain have never been cut off. Wearing a red blood **** religious robe, they walked slowly up the top of the mountain with a pious face, sitting and standing respectfully. On the huge square outside the temple...

And outside the square, on the tall treetops, there are some faint figures standing sporadically. These figures are old, young, tall, or petite...

Although the figure stood on the top of the tall tree, it strangely did not arouse the anger of the believers below. After sweeping the gaze on the treetop in confusion, he clasped his chest and bowed again...

The scattered figures, roughly counted, should not be less than fifteen people, but from the slightly turbulent space around them, it can be seen that these dozen people are absolutely extraordinary in strength...

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On a hidden high platform somewhere in the Blood Temple, Liu Feng retracted his gaze and sighed slightly: "Six supreme, nine holy ranks, among them, three of them are powerhouses who have opened up the dual domains. This is the hidden powerhouse in the orc empire. , Sure enough..."

"Yeah..." Tian Qiong nodded with a wry smile, and said, "I hope these guys can just take a look. If they really do something, with the current strength of the Blood God Sect, the situation is definitely not optimistic..."

"Hehe, don't worry, the Dragon Emperor said that he would send people here. According to their speed, it may not be long before they reach the orc kingdom..." Liu Feng squeezed his body and hid himself in the **** robe. In the middle, smiled and comforted.

"Oh, by the way, have you seen any of these people who killed the two masters?" Liu Feng looked up and asked, seemingly thinking of something.

"No..." Tian Qiong let out a sigh of relief. He smiled and said, "Maybe they haven't broken through the barrier, hehe, it saves a lot of heart..."

"Meet, it’s better to be careful, those guys. I wonder if it’s hidden somewhere now. In my perception, there are more than 15 people who are strong from the Blood God Mountain... Some old guys still like it. Hidden in the dark and peeped..." Liu Feng shook his head and reminded.

"However, no matter how they peek, as long as they don't come out to cause trouble. When the people of the Dragon Race arrive, even if they want to cause trouble, they don't have the ability..." After a moment of silence, Liu Feng was shrouded in black robe. The slender fingers flicked lightly, and said lightly: "Today is when the red dress takes the throne, I won't let anyone make trouble..."

Tianqiang nodded lightly. Looking through the high platform, staring at the figure standing on the top of the tree, silent...

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Yaori slowly climbed up, and the ceremony was finally under the expectation of countless people. Coming soon...

Outside the temple, the temple guard samurai dressed in blood-colored religious robes quickly cleared a wide empty road in the square with a solemn face, and the gorgeous silver-inlaid red carpet stretched all the way. As far as a majestic high platform in the middle of the square...

On the high platform, dozens of blood-colored jade chairs were set up, the jade color that shone with a faint red light. Show that they are extraordinary... Obviously, these are for those distinguished VIPs...

The Blood Sovereign of the Sky, dressed in a blood robe, stepped down into the void and lightly landed on the high platform, and made a quiet gesture to the surroundings. When the scene was quiet, he chuckled and said: "Today is my blood **** sect to end the ten thousand years of division. I would like to thank you all for your support, and I would also like to ask all of you to live in peace today. The Blood God Cult will send you the most sincere thanks..." Although it seems that the sky is speaking to the believers on the square, the ten The figures standing on the treetops knew that these words were to themselves and others...

"Hehe, the Blood God Sect is revived again. It's a great fortune for my orc empire. This king is here, and I wish the Blood God Sect will revive the power of the sunset..." The heroic laughter spread from outside the square.

A large group of well-equipped and tough sergeants poured in from outside the square and quickly cleared a road for people to walk on. The Beast King and the elder monk in a gray robe squeezed in with a smile...

"Hehe, thank your Majesty for your auspicious words..." Looking at the visitor, the Heavenly Sky Blood Venerable smiled in return, and then nodded kindly at the bhikkhu with a smile on his face...

Indifferently waved their hands, the Beast Emperor and the Elder Bhikkhu slowly ascended the high platform and sat on a chair made of blood-colored nephrite...

"Blood Venerable, today's Blood God Mountain seems to be very lively..." The elder Bhikkhu laughed softly as his gaze swept around.

"The elders are joking, these people still can't figure it out

What..." Tianqiong smiled bitterly and shook his head, looked up at the shining sun, took a deep breath, and screamed through the square in a low voice.

"The time has come, the papal inheritance ceremony of the Blood God has officially begun!"

Along with the sound of the Blood Venerable in the Sky, a loud cheering erupted from the huge square...

Lightly pressing the palm of his hand, Tian Qiong said with a chuckle: "Next, I have invited the first Pope of the Blood God, the Blood Saint, the Red Clothes!"

Above the square, cheers skyrocketed again...

Wearing a gorgeous red dress with gold rim, under the **** of dozens of frenetic priests, stepped onto the luxurious and expensive red carpet...

Gently waved back the people around him, the red dress raised his beautiful eyes, and his gaze swept across the crowd lightly. The cute little jade feet hovered half an inch away from the carpet, walking in a misty way...

At this moment, that stunning girl with a fascinating charm condensed all her eyes, her slender eyelashes, stained with purple swarf, her eyes as pure as blood crystals, without any impurities, they were so crystal clear... The ink-like blue silk, softly hanging down to the waist, accompanied by the breeze, gently flying... On the smooth forehead, the ancient jade blood pattern exudes a faint light, seductive...

A slender red belt perfectly shows the slender waist...

That suffocatingly beautiful face, cold and arrogant and enchanting...

On the square, because this enchanting girl fell into a short and dead silence, everyone stared at the cold and proud snow lotus that seemed to rise from a river of blood, her heartbeat, without knowing it, had already quietly speeded up... …

"What a blessed girl..." A soft compliment was passed down from the treetops at the same time...

Several shadows shot out from the heights of the temple and landed on the high platform. It turned out to be Liu Feng, Hei Boke, Blue Fox and Cat Green...

"Mr. Liu Feng, your talent is really embarrassing. In just a few days, you have already laid a solid foundation for supremacy..." Glancing at the large black robe in front of him, the monk sat up, shook his head and smiled.

"Elder Bhikkhu praised..." Liu Feng whispered softly, waved to the people behind him, and each found a chair to sit down, and looked around in the square, and finally stopped at the place where all the eyes of the audience gathered. On the girl...

Staring at the charming girl who gathers cold and arrogant and enchanting together, the black robe lightly moved, Liu Feng sighed in his heart: "The girl back then has indeed grown up..."

Moving Lianbu lightly, Hongyi raised the eyelashes that rendered purple charm, and stared at the black robe on the high platform. On the pretty face, there was a slight smile...

A shallow smile is like a snow lotus blooming on an iceberg for thousands of years, and the beauty is beautiful, but it is always a flash in the pan...

Responding to the coldness, the red shirt stood under the high platform, and bent over to face the emblem that represents the temple...

Looking at the standing Keren, Tianqiang nodded in relief, and flipped his palm slightly. A weird weapon that looked like a sword but not a sword, or a stick but not a rod appeared on the palm of his hand. This is the artifact of the Western Blood Temple: Blood bite!

Respectfully holding the blood bite, the sky slowly stepped down, and said gently to the red clothes: "Red clothes, blood bite and blood jade are united, it is the proof of the Pope of Blood God, you already have blood jade, and then Bloodbath, in the future, you will be the first pope of the Blood God Cult..."

Nodded lightly~www.wuxiaspot.com~ reached out a small hand, took over the blood that represents the greatest authority of the Blood God Sect, the red eyes closed lightly...

A surging circle of blood-colored energy suddenly burst out from the blood-colored ancient jade between his forehead, and with it, there was a **** bite in the palm of his hand...

The tyrannical energies that make people feel palpitation constantly burst out from the petite body of the red shirt. A few feet above the head, they continue to converge like thousands of blood snakes...

And as the blood snake took off, the blood-clothed face changed slightly, and in the blood-colored pupils, a little purple qi began to brew. Faced with the beating blood, the slender little hands always stubbornly grasped it firmly, such as Ink hair, floating and dancing

Looking at the visions that appeared in the field, above the treetops and in some hidden places, the thoughts of surprise came out uncontrollably.

"What a powerful artifact, the Blood God Sect was able to dominate for a while ten thousand years ago. It seems that it really has some ability..."

"This thing is really a good baby"

"However, although the artifact is strong, can this little girl be able to control it? Hey, don't come to the end, people can't control the weapon, but they are backlashed by the weapon..."