Immortal Sword Pavilion

Chapter 585 Blood River Divine Sect (for subscription, recommendation)
boom!
The cups are intertwined with each other, and the sky is drunk with fine wine.

"Eldest brother's methods are becoming more and more superb."

Watching several Yijian disciples put away the lost martial arts platform, Lin Mo's eyes fell on Zhou Yu and Feng Xiaoping who were drinking together, and he couldn't help sighing in his heart.

He originally thought that with the improvement of his cultivation, his senior brother should not be as shameless as he was when he was a child.

But at present, it seems that he is thinking too much.

Because of that skill, as the years grow, it becomes more proficient.

What does it mean that this treasure is destined to me? It is clearly a magic weapon for people who are greedy.

"Only he can say such honest words."

An exclamation is an exclamation, but the effect of these words is really easy to use.

Thinking of this, Lin Mo glanced at Yuan Qing not far away, whose eyes were already shining at this moment.

"My Yijian Xianzong wants to be famous this time without being too cruel. Although this move is a bit shameless, it is indeed the best result so far." Thinking of this, Lin Mo's eyes flashed.

He believed that in this place where demons and disasters ravaged, people who were more vicious than them must be everywhere.

Let the originally shameless discourse become a real act of justice.

"Senior Sister, I finally know why Feng Xiaoping is so dishonest, because the elder brother misled him."

Looking at the two senior brothers who were toasting and drinking, Lin Wanjun said to Meng Xuejian quite uncomfortable.

When the latter heard the words, his eyes flickered slightly, and he nodded calmly.

Just as Lin Mo guessed in his heart, as time went by, this kind of competition between each other became more and more frequent.

If you meet such a famous sect as Yijian, some monks or families will lose their martial arts stage, but they will be able to save their lives.

Some lucky ones, even after voluntarily discarding the Martial Arts Stage, were able to retain their qualifications to live in this land of demons and disasters.

But if you are unlucky, you may not even have the chance to leave the land of demon disaster.

……

Within a hilly land.

A group of seven monks were fleeing in a panic.

Behind this group of monks, it can be clearly seen that there is a blood-red martial arts platform roaring towards them.

"Damn it, you Blood River Sect are really deceiving people too much." Among the fleeing crowd, one person looked back and shouted angrily.

As the sound came out, a big golden seal flew out of this person's hand immediately, turned into a streak of light, and smashed fiercely at the people of the Blood River Sect.

bang bang...

The golden seal grew against the wind, setting off layers of storms in the midair, almost instantaneously.

But when the seal was about to fall in front of everyone in the Blood River Sect, a red barrier suddenly rose outside the blood-colored Martial Arts Stage.

Bang!
In an instant, a breath visible to the naked eye oscillated from the martial arts stage, and the golden seal was firmly blocked from the barrier.

"Ants are just ants. Since they are ants, they are not qualified to exist in this evil place." Looking at the big seal in front of him, Luo Tao, the leader of the Blood River Sect, snorted immediately.

"It's the same even if you donated the martial arts platform."

As soon as the man's words fell, the expression of the cultivator who made the big golden seal suddenly changed, and he immediately spit out a mouthful of bright red blood, and turned his head to look at Luo Tao in astonishment.

Under this person's gaze, a huge bloody hand immediately appeared on the bloody barrier.

As the bloody hand was grasping, the aura on the golden seal suddenly dimmed.

After a few breaths, accompanied by a piercing cracking sound, in the monk's gaze, the golden seal suddenly shattered.

"I wanted to play with you guys more, but since you're looking for death, let's end here." Luo Tao said coldly, a trace of cruelty appeared in his eyes.

shhhhhh...

The next moment, I saw this person wave his hand, and the bloody hand collapsed immediately, turning into a series of screaming sharp blades, killing the fleeing monks.

The bloody sharp blade was extremely fast, almost in the blink of an eye, it was in front of it.

In the air, even because of the appearance of the blood blade, there was a fishy smell.

"Walk."

Without the slightest hesitation, no matter how unwilling, when looking at the inevitable blood blade, the fleeing monks smashed the Dahuang Yanwu Order in shock and anger.

"It's really boring. In the past when performing martial arts in the Great Wilderness, there was no such opportunity to leave at any time."

Seeing the fleeing people dissipate into fragments of light, Luo Tao said with a dull face.

Hearing this, the seven disciples of the Blood River Sect behind Yu Luotao immediately said compliments.

"Okay, let's go hunting elsewhere, get rid of these ants as soon as possible, so that I can step into the second level as soon as possible, so as to save time from the smog." Luo Tao said displeased.

"Since they don't catch your eye, why don't you let Mr. Sun try." Just as Luo Tao was about to leave, a loud shout came from a distant mountain peak.

Hearing this, Luo Tao's complexion changed, and he looked up in the gloom, and saw a golden rainbow roaring from the distant mountain peak.

"I want the Yanwu platform under your seat."

Boom!

As soon as the voice fell, a huge stick that lifted the sky fell down on the head.

Under this stick, the sky seemed to be crushed, forming a golden stream of fire.

A quarter of an hour later, Luo Tao drove the blood-red martial arts stage with a gloomy expression, and flew away into the distance.

The seven people on the martial arts stage also all looked pale.

"Unfortunately, this person's tortoise shell is too hard, otherwise we would have two initial martial arts platforms in our hands."

A hulky-backed young man holding a long iron stick, looked at the disciples of the Blood River Sect who had gone away, and said with regret.

"Let's go, there is news from Ziyun that he seems to have found a trace of a martial arts platform in the south." A young man in a plain white robe said lightly.

As soon as the voice fell, the two of them broke through the air and left.

At the same time, seeing that no one was chasing Luo Tao, he stopped running.

"Hurry up and inform Hei Yao that you have found a disciple of Shenzong." Luo Tao's gloomy expression suddenly changed, and there was a hint of joy in his eyes.

"Yes."

As soon as this person finished speaking, he saw a pale-faced member of the Blood River Sect, who immediately walked away as usual.

……

Boom!

A land of river valleys.

The originally clear river was now stained red with blood.

On this river, a martial art platform was up and down, and near this martial art platform, three broken corpses were gradually being submerged by the scarlet lake water.

"rise."

The next moment, following the sound of a low drink coming from the bank, the martial art platform in the river immediately flew up and flew towards a green martial art platform.

Between the blue martial arts platform, there is a man with a stern face sitting on it.

Following this person's spells, he saw a burst of green flowers on the green martial arts platform, and began to refine the ownerless martial arts platform in front of him.

And following this person's sacrificial training, monsters and beasts in the river were attracted by the strong smell of blood.

……

Fighting, killing, everywhere.

Just like at this moment, Zhou Yu, who was flying around alone, was surrounded by a group of vicious monks.

(End of this chapter)