Xianbang

"It's actually a person from the blood-clothed Holy Gate." Li Zuo's face became quite ugly. Seeing the twelve blood-clothed people, it was like seeing a god of death.

The Holy Gate of Blood Cloth is the most mysterious of the three major yamen of the Northern Wilderness Dynasty. It is as famous as the Holy Gate of Starry Sky and the Holy Gate of Skynet.

But the blood-clothed holy gate is in charge of killing. It is a slaughter sickle in the hands of the Northern Wilderness Emperor, which is specially designed to harvest human lives.Their unsurpassed reputation for killing even made people from the three super families feel cold about it.

Officials in the Celestial Dynasty are more afraid of the blood-clothed Holy Gate than they are of the Northern Wilderness.

Meeting the blood-clothed man is synonymous with death, and no one has ever escaped their killing.

"We are here to take the Qingtian Immortal Brush by the Emperor's order. Hand over the Immortal Pen!" Senhan's voice resounded through the night sky, and no one knew who said it from among the 12 people, because their mouths Neither opened.

Guo Yi originally planned to rush back to Ancient Xuanyu, but now that the twelve blood-clothed men suddenly arrived, he could only repel them first.

"I'm afraid there is deceit in this. The people of the blood-clothed holy gate have always been only responsible for killing and killing, and they don't care about other things. I'm afraid they may not be the blood-clothed holy gate." Li Zuo said.

Guo Yi nodded, then flew up into the air, stood on the roof, and said with a smile: "You are from the blood-clothed Holy Gate, do you have proof?"

"Hmph, I really don't know how to live or die. No one has ever dared to ask us for a certificate when we work at the Blood-clothed Holy Gate. You are the first."

A blood-colored ray pierced through the air, and a blood-red ancient battle gun directly pierced through the formation around Qingsang Xiaozhu, like a sharp fire dragon, trying to pierce Guo Yi.

This ancient battle spear is indeed a massacre spear that can only be owned by people in the blood-clothed Holy Gate. It was forged by the blood pool with the soul-devouring gold essence collected by the Ministry of Tiangong. Only [-] spears were forged in total. Only people in blood can have it.

Therefore, there are only 3000 people in the Blood-clothed Sect, and each of them is an outstanding person in the world, a genius who can kill people by leapfrogging. Although the time for these 12 people to join the Blood-clothed Sacred Gate is still very short, they are the people with the lowest cultivation level , but their combat power is definitely the king among the same level, and with the massacre guns in their hands, even a low-level seventh star master can kill a high-level seventh star master.

This spear carried ten thousand hectares of power, and the formation was easily pierced, and it was bound to kill with one blow.

"It's so powerful, the power of this gun is not inferior to the full blow of a high-level seventh star." Guo Yi suddenly flew out, faster than the massacre gun, and passed in a thrilling manner.

These blood-clothed people came with slaughter guns, could they really be people from the blood-clothed Holy Gate?

But now it is the period of closing the Dao, and the Northern Wilderness Emperor has already proclaimed himself, and it is impossible to give them orders, so who is instigating them?

The fighting power of these twelve blood-clothed men is too powerful. Anyone who walks out can jump two realms to kill. Moreover, their cultivation base is already at the seventh star of the star master. The strongest among them may be able to pass half a step. Taoist.

"I'll give you a quarter of an hour to prepare. Either hand over the Qingtian Immortal Pen, or die!"

The murderous aura on these twelve blood-clothed bodies was soaring to the sky. The blood-colored light was as sharp as a magic knife, turning the houses and buildings within a thousand miles into dust. None remained.

Sure enough, it is worthy of the murderous scythe in the hands of the Great Northern Wilderness. Even the weakest 12 people can already sweep away all the strong under the Taoist Lord. It is estimated that even if Mo Wen came, he would be directly nailed by the twelve massacre guns die.

The night seemed to be getting darker and darker, and the entire Emperor's Capital was undercurrents. The movement here was too great, and it had already been noticed by various forces.

Shadows were swaying in the dark, and the wind was constantly buzzing. I don't know how many strong men have been quietly lurking in the night sky, watching secretly.

In the distance, on a deep nine-story terrace, a dim spiritual lamp was lit.

A figure shrouded in darkness was playing with the wine glass in his hand, with a pair of falcon-like eyes, looking at the bloody murderous aura in the distance, and the land thousands of miles shredded by the murderous aura, his face was extremely gloomy.

"Eldest prince, who has such great supernatural powers, who can actually mobilize the masters of the blood-clothed holy gate to snatch the Qingtian fairy brush." ​​A tall and alluring woman stood behind the shadow, with a charming and cold expression on her face. The two kinds of temperament, the tight black clothes show her plump figure in front of others, this is definitely a stunner in the bed.

The shadow snorted coldly: "Apart from the thirteenth brother, who else can have such a great ability, using Confucianism to support him, coupled with the relationship between Concubine Ya and the master of the blood-clothed holy gate, mobilizing the blood-clothed man is not in I didn't expect it."

"But the thirteenth prince has already broken through to the realm of a Taoist master, and has been sealed..." An Ji wondered.

"Although he was sealed off, Yu Meiren was not. With her helping Thirteenth Brother in strategizing, even I would not be absolutely sure of winning the Qingtian Immortal Brush. I have to sigh that Thirteenth Brother's life is indeed very good. This woman got her hands, this woman is too smart." The coldness on Ying Ying's body was even worse, it actually froze the whole area into frost, and the stones burst into powder in an instant.

Anji said: "Yumei is indeed extremely intelligent, few people in the world can match her, she is behind the Thirteenth Prince's back, she is a great threat to the First Prince's throne, if you want to be subordinate, go and kill her now."

"It's up to you." Yin Ying glanced at her coldly, causing An Ji's whole body to be frozen by frost, and she fell straight into Ying Ying's arms.

The eldest prince walked on her body with his palm, and said with a general smile: "In my eyes, you are just a woman, just a woman, do you understand?"

Anji's body was trembling, the clothes on her body had been stripped off by the eldest prince, revealing her flawless body, she was already lying on the ground, doing what a woman should do.

She is not Yumei, because she is not as smart as Yumei. If she is not a smart woman, then she can only be a woman forever, just a woman.

There are more powerful people in the darkness, and not only the First Prince's side is watching, there are people from other princes, people from major families, and even immortal cultivators from the ancient Daoist Temple.

These strong men whispered, and someone said: "I don't know who has such great supernatural powers, and actually mobilized all the people in the blood-clothed holy gate. The blood-clothed people took action. It seems that the fifth prince's people are going to die this time."

"The blood-clothed man has never been alive, not to mention twelve of them came at once. The combat power of these 12 people is definitely at the top level during the road closure period, and even half-step road masters can be beheaded."

"The quarter of an hour is almost up."

Twelve blood-clothed people are suspended outside the small green mulberry building. The blood-clothed people on their bodies are particularly eye-catching, like twelve blood drops hanging in the air. Just climbed out of the death pit.

Li Zuo was already sweating profusely at this time, and he had done all the calculations, but he didn't think that the blood-clothed man would actually make a move, so even if there were [-] star-level army here, it might not be able to withstand the killing of the blood-clothed man, after all Their vicious names are too shocking.

"Boy, someone wants to talk to you." At this moment, Kasyapa's voice suddenly came from Guo Yi's ear. The old monk has been busy recovering his vitality recently, and finally spoke at this time.

Guo Yi was very curious. Monk Kaye has been staying in the Burial Sword, so could he still meet friends in the Burial Sword?

"Who wants to talk to me?"

A second voice suddenly sounded in Guo Yi's body: "I, Jingwushi."

After hearing this voice, Guo Yi suddenly remembered that in addition to Monk Jiaye, there was also a remnant soul left by Jing Wusheng, the third master of the Burial Sword, in the Burial Sky Sword.

When Guo Yi entered the sea of ​​blood, he saw him in the sea of ​​blood. Although he was just a remnant soul left by Jing Wusheng many years ago, his current cultivation base has become a climate, and his combat power is estimated to have reached Dao level. Lord's Realm.

This strand of remnant soul already had its own consciousness, and it was renamed Jingwushi.

"We don't seem to know each other well! There's nothing to talk about." Guo Yi frowned and said.

"We can make a deal. I will lend you my strength temporarily, and you will help me take the slaughter guns from the hands of the twelve blood-clothed men and give them to me." Jing Wushi said.

Guo Yi said vigilantly, "What do you want twelve massacre guns for?"

"The slaughter spear is forged from Soul-devouring gold, and I want to use Soul-devouring gold to refine my battle body. As long as I finish the battle, I can walk out of the sea of ​​blood and never stay in the sea of ​​blood again." It is." Jing Wushi said bluntly.

Guo Yi looked at the twelve ruthless blood-clothed men in the distance, and was quite moved, and asked again: "How much strength can you lend me?"

"Used well, it is enough to kill all 12 people." Jing Wusi said confidently.

"Deal." Guo Yi said.

While Guo Yi and Jing Wushi were talking, the twelve blood-clothed men once again held the slaughter guns in their hands, and the twelve battle lights shot straight into Xiaohan, and the twelve blood pillars could be seen in the entire emperor's capital. It's like rushing into the starry sky.

"A quarter of an hour has passed. Since you haven't handed over the Qingtian Immortal Brush, all of you will die."

it has started!

The blood dragon roared on their bodies, and at the same time blasted out twelve bloody slaughter guns, like twelve burning planets hitting the ground, directly blasting all the tens of thousands of formations outside Qingsang Xiaozhu, and a large area The star master-level sergeants were blasted into blood mud, and it is unknown how many people died on the spot.

This is the strength of the twelve blood-clothed men, able to break through the defense against the half-step road master with a single blow by them.

I don't know how many people in the darkness gasped, and secretly said, "The killing of the blood-clothed man is indeed as in the legend, and no one can stop it."

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