The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 669 Above the Great Hall (addition for the camel in the sky 01)

Xiang Yang lived in the small group house of His Majesty Liuyin in this way. Although the neighbors on the left and right were separated by a long distance, they could still feel the powerful aura emanating from it.

Living in the den of wolves and tigers, Xiang Yang felt that the crisis had increased greatly, and he did not dare to slack off. He worked hard, and the five days passed by suddenly.

On this day, dark clouds shrouded in the early morning, the wind was raging, the darkness was full of oppression, and there was going to be a heavy rain.

A earth-shattering bronze bell sounded from the Liuyin Hall on the top of the small building. The sound waves scattered and the echoes surged, almost spreading across the peaks of Mangniu Ridge, startling countless birds and beasts.

At the same time, several violent and domineering auras rose from the small building, and their aura surged up into the night.

Xiang Yang was training his spirit, when he suddenly heard the ringing of the bell and felt the aura of those people, his heart was awe-inspiring, knowing that Master Liuyin was going to summon a group of demons into the temple, and it was also the time when he revealed his true intentions. Some people are dissatisfied, maybe there will be a big battle.

Not long after, a man in black came looking for him, saying that he was serving his disciples, and took him to the main hall to meet Master Liuyin.

Xiang Yang nodded in response, and solemnly carried the saber box, and on the huge flat ground on the top of the middle peak with the serving disciple, they saw the so-called Liuyin Hall.

The main hall covers an extremely wide area, more than seven feet high, and seems to be made of a special kind of wood, with a metallic luster.

Surrounded by bluestone walls, above the steps, there is a mahogany gate. On the top is a black square stone engraved with the Hall of Six Yins, with red patterns on the black background. Xiang Yang just glanced at it and knew that it was made of blood. Ink fill cutout texture.

In the other direction, there was also a person who followed the black-clothed disciple to the top of the peak. He had a chicken coop head, a dry figure, and was wearing a blood robe, with a faint red light in his eyes. He looked at Xiang Yang with greed and malicious intentions.

"The blood spirit son of the blood demon lineage? I really don't know the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth. I comprehend the blood-refining scroll of the sky demon plan, and it is the nemesis of your lineage of martial arts. How dare you attack me?"

Xiang Yang's mind was clear and sharp, and he felt the deep malice of the other party, and was annoyed in his heart, but because this place was the territory of Master Liuyin, he didn't attack.

Entering the main hall, I saw the layout clearly just now. The eighteen coiled dragon pillars divide the main hall into small areas. There are huge desks on both sides, each of which is filled with spiritual wine and delicacies, exuding a tangy fragrance. .

To the north of the main hall, there are twelve layers of jade steps. On the steps is a piece of smooth Yin jade. A layer of hazy tulle curtain hangs from the high top. You can vaguely see the huge throne that can accommodate three people sitting side by side. There is no one on it, and I don't know where the Liuyin people are.

Under the guidance of the black-clothed disciple, Xiang Yang sat down behind a chopping board in the middle of the west side of the main hall, and then the black-clothed disciple stood still behind him.

As time passed, the innate masters entered the hall one after another, and sat down in their seats under the arrangement.

Xiang Yang seemed to be sitting intently, but in fact he secretly looked at these people, referring to the information in his impression, for example, the husband and wife should be the Feng couple from Xieshenggu, sitting opposite him.

The black robe of the Qiyuan lineage and the Xuelingzi of the Blood Demon lineage sat around the Feng family, and two brothers also sat at the same table. It seems that they are Huoling double camels...

There are also two people who don't match the number, they should be the new talents in the past five days.

He was a big man with a height of more than nine feet, his blood was almost like flames, he was talking endlessly, and his horizontal kung fu was extremely powerful. Xiang Yang couldn't help frowning. This master may not be as high as him, but his combat power is probably one of the best.

There was another strange man in a grass skirt with red and willow green flowers on his face. He seemed to be able to distinguish three or five people between walking and sitting. Even with Xiang Yang's spiritual cultivation, he couldn't see whether it was a mental illusion or an afterimage of his movements. It must be strong, but extremely weird.

For a while, although no one in the hall spoke aloud, there were many demonic flames, and the breaths entangled and collided, becoming more and more powerful. With so many talents gathered, Xiang Yang couldn't help but lament the vastness of the six Yins.

"Hey, I heard people say that the Huoling Twin Camels are heroes who compete with Master Tie Mian and Master Liuyin. Why do you two rush over with a word from Liuyin today?"

The first person to break the stagnant atmosphere was the mighty man Xiang Yang didn't know his origin. His voice was like thunder, his breath was like the wind, and his words were full of teasing and provocative meanings. He seemed very dissatisfied with the Huoling camels.

The Huoling Shuangtuo is not a good-tempered person either, they immediately began to scold each other...

"Arsan, the demon girl, the old man asks himself that he has a very good relationship with you. Why did he recruit my beloved disciple with the Heart Sutra of Shibinapo? Do you know how many years it took me to help him cultivate pure yang energy? Now that I have become a waste, you let me Who will I pass on my martial arts to?"

He said he was an old man, but his face was extremely feminine and handsome. He was only about 20 years old, and his tone was soft and soft. Although he was questioning, he didn't have much anger. He poured himself wine while talking, and took a sip. Heimang suddenly appeared.

"Hahaha, Brother Five Ghosts, how could you not know what's on your mind?

Your apprentice is very talented, and you tricked him into practicing the Niyang chapter of the five ghosts Dafa, and trained himself into a pure yang elixir. Don't you want to train him to neutralize your ghost aura?
The younger sister is also a victim, that day I was teaching him how to practice Qi, but he went berserk, and beat me, beat me..."

The witch Arshan has a beautiful appearance, revealing clothes, coquettish and seductive, and exudes a misty spiritual power all over her body. She answered the first few sentences normally, but the latter one used magic sounds. For a while, everyone in the hall seemed to be seduced.

Especially Ling Kongyu, whose spiritual cultivation base is not enough, heard the magic voice, and saw the expression on the other side's weeping face, he immediately felt sorry for him, and wished he could wipe away his tears with his sleeves.

Immediately, Liao Hui, a master of the Ice Demon lineage, groaned and broke the magic sound. After realizing it, he worked silently, not only dissatisfied with this witch, but also jealous.

"Demon girl, do you really think that no one can control you when you are playing with an ax in front of my demon gate?"

All of a sudden, there was a lot of noise in the main hall, just like the vegetable market, the smell of gunpowder became stronger and stronger. Xiang Yang wanted to watch and not cause trouble, but Xue Lingzi came to tease him again...

"Comrades, thank you all for coming to the banquet at Liuyin's invitation, and I would like to offer you a toast here."

Suddenly, a voice full of air came from above the tulle throne, suppressing everyone in the hall.

Many innates, including Xiang Yang, were stunned, and turned their heads to the throne, but at some point there was a human figure, because the gauze covered it, and they couldn't see the face clearly.

The five-ghost old man who was entangled with Arshan smashed the wine glass in his hand, his face was heavy, and the blood spirit who was lying behind the desk and Xiang Yang sprayed on him straightened up, his blood eyes were flickering, and Huo Ling's two camels looked at each other in unison Make a fist...

In this hall, apart from the serving disciples standing at the back, there is not a simple person. Even Ling Kongyu, who seems to have low potential and weak combat power, is still a famous innate powerhouse outside.

And the masters in the hall, none of them discovered how the Liuyin appeared on the high platform, how is this possible?

What's even more frightening is that it's hard for everyone to tell whether Liu Yin has always been here or just arrived.

If it's the latter, some secret techniques may be possible, but if it's the former, then the martial arts of this old man may be difficult to measure.

"Why, you don't drink, but you are dissatisfied with Liuyin?"

(End of this chapter)