Doupo: Who is Yandi? He should call me brother.

Chapter 39 Breaking into the Blood Sect? No, it’s a Blood Sect Dungeon Battle Royale!

Outside the Blood Sect's mountain gate, Xiao Li took out the Thunder Scale Spear.

Looking at the Blood Sect's gate surrounded by blood energy, he had witnessed the Blood Sect's deterrent power along the way. There were no living people within a hundred miles of the sect. It was estimated that all those who could be captured had been taken to the Blood Sect.

"Who is coming!"

Two bloody figures guarding the mountain gate came close to Xiao Li, with a hint of excitement and cruelty in their eyes.

The Blood Sect hasn't had outsiders for a long time, and capturing people to raise blood slaves is the daily routine of every Blood Sect disciple.

"Two fighting masters."

Xiao Li's eyes were cold. With thousands of elders around, what was there for him to be afraid of? He could just break in.

"Lightning strike!"

Lightning flashed across the mountain gate, illuminating the two blood-red characters of "Blood Sect". Two blood pillars shot up into the sky. Xiao Li's figure flashed, and he began to force his way through the mountain gate, leaving behind two corpses.

The Blood Sect has thousands of disciples, and Xiao Li cannot defeat a thousand alone, so a quick battle and a quick decision is the right choice.

Above the Blood Sect's mountain gate is the venue for all disciples to gather, trade blood slave elixirs and weapons, and hand over sect missions. At this moment, hundreds of figures in blood robes are gathered here.

Xiao Li was dressed in black, which made him very eye-catching here.

"who!"

"Get out of the way, lightning strikes!"

The Thunder Scale Spear cleared the way, and a flash of lightning streaked across the throat of the person in front of him. The indiscriminate attack immediately turned the place into a mess.

"Someone is attacking the mountain!"

"It's a great fighting master, go and invite the deacon!"

"Help!"

"..."

There were cries and shouts, and angry curses that never ceased, and soon a Douling-level deacon appeared.

An old man in an exquisite blood-stained robe appeared with a gloomy face, "Stop it, you evil creature! You, a great fighting master, dare to break into my Blood Sect, you..."

The figure of Bai Lao appeared like a ghost, and he slashed down with a fierce palm, and the Douling-level deacon immediately turned into a pool of minced meat.

Bai Lao looked embarrassed, and he could hardly suppress his anger.

Elder Qian frowned and appeared beside Elder Bai, "Bai Lie, what's wrong?"

Bai Lao's eyes were bloodshot due to anger, and his voice was hoarse from anger, "The Blood Sect is a bunch of bastards, secretly captured our Canaan students and used them as blood slaves!"

Qian Lao's body was shaken, and then he was also furious, "These scums actually dared to attack our Canaan students, damn it!"

A terrifying aura burst out, and the momentum of a peak Dou Zong master caused the surrounding houses to collapse instantly, and hundreds of Blood Sect disciples around them exploded into blood mist out of thin air.

The aura of Elder Qian erupted like a flood, covering the entire Blood Sect.

"Fan Yi, old bastard, get out here if you're not dead!"

The roar swept through the Blood Clan, and the sound waves almost condensed into substance, spanning several kilometers and hitting the Blood Clan's main hall.

Fan Lao stood up from his chair and looked towards Qian Shan in doubt, "Dou, Dou Zong."

Blood-colored fighting spirit wings emerged, and Fan Lao quickly flew toward the mountain.

"Senior, please stop, there must be some misunderstanding!" Elder Qian looked at the newcomer, the murderous aura in his eyes could not be stopped, "I can smell the aura of that old guy Fan Yi, are you his descendant?"

Fan Lao quickly landed on the ground and said respectfully, "Fan Yi is my father. I wonder what you can do for me, Senior. I will definitely help you in any way I can."

Looking at the blood plasma all over the ground, Fan Lao couldn't even say a word of protest. It's not like he hasn't seen many Dou Zong masters over the years, but the aura of those people couldn't even compare to a hair of the old man in front of him. This old man was definitely a high-level Dou Zong, and even if their Blood Clan members were tied together, they couldn't beat him.

"Where is that old bastard Fan Yi!" There was a hint of anger on Qian Lao's face, and he could no longer hold back and wanted to start a killing spree.

"My father passed away a few years ago..." Fan Lao hesitated for a moment, but still revealed his last trump card. In front of such a master, it would be useless even if his father was resurrected and broke through to the Dou Zong level.

"Hmph, then let me ask you, why do you capture my Canaan College students as blood slaves!" Elder Qian was furious, and his imposing manner overwhelmed Fan Lao and the elders and deacons behind him to the ground.

Fan Lao was so suppressed that he couldn't speak clearly, "Senior, this is a misunderstanding!"

Fan Lao had a bitter face, it was all over, this was actually the big boss of Canaan College. Their Blood Clan was eager for high-quality blood, so they once secretly captured students from Canaan College. They didn't expect that the other party would come to their door today.

"Die!"

Killing intent suddenly rose in Qian Lao's eyes, and the huge Dou Qi handprint smashed everyone in front of him into meat paste. The strength of a peak Dou Zong was absolutely overwhelming for these Dou Huangs and Dou Wangs.

Breaking into the Blood Sect? No, it's the Blood Sect dungeon battle royale.

"Master Qian, don't let these disciples run away, especially the one with tears in his eyes who shouted, 'Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west, don't bully the young and poor.'"

"Mr. Bai, that person who frowned and retreated behind everyone must be crushed to dust."

The elders followed his instructions and said, "Xiao Li, what should we do with this guy who is holding on to the flower pot and won't let go? It seems that his plant is nourished by blood..."

"Why, are you afraid of being entangled in plants?"

"understood."

When the Blood Sect disciples saw that their Sect Master and elders were all dead, they quickly fled. They did not kill all the elders, as they still remembered to let Xiao Li have some experience, as such battles could not be found everywhere.

Elder Bai went to the place where the Blood Sect raised blood slaves, while Elder Qian stayed by Xiao Li's side to prevent any accidents.

The spear in Xiao Li's hand was soaked in blood, and he stabbed to death the last Blood Sect disciple present. It seemed that he said his name was Fan Ling before he died, but it didn't matter anymore, because the Blood Sect had been destroyed.

After the Blood Sect was destroyed, Xiao Li and the other two split into three groups. Elder Bai went to rescue the students, Elder Qian went to the Blood Sect's treasure house, but Xiao Li came to a dungeon.

Of course, there is more than one place where the Blood Sect imprisons blood slaves. Xiao Li had already made plans. He would recruit all the blood slaves who were useful from the Blood Sect into his command. This was a rare opportunity.

There was only a dim light in the dungeon. The disciples guarding it had heard the noise and ran away. There was only a group of blood slaves locked in chains with pale faces.

"Save me, save me!"

Those who had just been captured still had some strength to speak, and when they saw Xiao Li coming in, they quickly asked for help. However, those who had been detained for a long time were only hanging on to their last breath, and could barely look at Xiao Li with their numb eyes.

Facing the miserable people, Xiao Li's eyes showed no fluctuation. He only wanted people who were useful to him. "If you agree to submit to me, open your eyes. If you don't agree, close your eyes."

"Save me, save me, and I'll give you one million gold coins!" begged an old man in tattered clothes.

Xiao Li glanced at him coldly, then stabbed at him mercilessly with the Thunder Scale Spear in his hand, ending the old man's life.

"You have no room for bargaining with me."

After one shot, the dungeon became much quieter. Xiao Li nodded in satisfaction, but the spear in his hand moved without slowing down at all, killing all the Douling-level blood slaves one by one.

Xiao Li has no method to control people. If he rescues these Dou Lings now, they may pretend to submit to Xiao Li because of their weakness. However, when they recover in the future, they will inevitably rebel. It is better to get rid of them early.

The dungeon was filled with silence. Everyone was frightened by Xiao Li's cruelty and didn't even dare to utter a word of begging.

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