begging the devil 2

Chapter 17

The rushing torrent of blood was crushing all the way, but luckily it was invincible. Anyone who stood in front of it, no matter who they were, would be forcibly crushed.

Soon, the bloody torrent passed through Tushen Ridge, and after several months of grazing, the bloody torrent finally stopped over an empty area.

"Are you there?" Feng Yan frowned slightly.

It has been half a year since they set off...

And in the past six months, the speed of the barbarian army has not slowed down in the slightest, which has caused some people who are not good at speed to leave the team very early. There are only 80 people left from the previous 900 people. arrive.

"That's..." Feng Yan's eyes suddenly turned to the distance ahead, where there was a faint prehistoric atmosphere spreading, and to have this kind of atmosphere, there should be a force or sect entrenched in front.

The surrounding people also quickly noticed the aura, and all looked into the distance.

Many of them even exclaimed directly.

"Purple Clothes Gate!"

"That's where the Purple Clothes Gate is."

"Purple Clothes Gate?" Feng Yan's pupils also narrowed slightly. Among the materials he got from Vientiane Building, he had mentioned the Purple Clothes Gate.

The Ziyimen is a sect founded by a top powerhouse hundreds of millions of years ago. It has taken root in the Nether State for a long time, with extremely deep roots. During the most glorious period, it was a powerful force second only to the ghost lord in the Nether State. .

However, since tens of thousands of years ago, there was a mutiny within the Ziyimen, which caused a great massacre, and a large number of strong people fell, and the Ziyimen has not fallen since then.

Although it has fallen, the skinny camel is bigger than a horse, and few people dare to provoke this purple-clothed door in the Nether State.

After all, it was so brilliant hundreds of millions of years ago, so it will definitely make friends with many top experts, and maybe there will be many experts who owe favors to the Ziyimen. If there is a crisis, the Ziyimen can use these relationships.

And the current Ziyi Sect doesn't need to underestimate its own strength, there are no less than five of the Ziyi Sect's Venerable Yuanyuan alone!

As for the ordinary venerables and those disciples who stepped into the sky, there are countless. This kind of strength can also firmly establish a foothold in the Nether City, and the Ziyimen is even smarter. It's been pretty quiet for years.

But today, the barbarian army has come here.

"Our test site is actually at this Purple Clothes Gate?" Feng Yan was secretly curious. "Every test of the Barbarian Army contains endless killings. Now that we have been brought here, it must be for us to fight with Ziyimen, but I don't know how to fight?"

The Ziyimen is very strong, even if their test is to fight against or even kill the Ziyimen, then even if all of them are allowed to attack, it is not enough for the Ziyimen.

Just one original venerable can wipe out them all, not to mention that there are five original venerables in Ziyimen.

"For this test, since three hundred barbarian soldiers followed us at the same time, they definitely didn't come to escort us specially. They should have their own missions. I think they are the real force to attack this Ziyimen." Feng Yan thought to himself. with.

At this time, the three generals of the Manshen Army and the barefoot old man E Tao had already gathered together.

"Three generals, let's start, the main force of Ziyimen will be handed over to you." E Tao said with a smile.

"Haha, don't worry, it's just a small purple-clothed door, and it can be solved in just two or three strokes." The burly man laughed and said.

"General Tie, don't be careless. The Ziyimen used to be brilliant for a while, with an extremely profound foundation. Even if it has declined now, its strength is still not small, so it's best to do it cleanly later, and wipe out their top powerhouses all at once. Kill them, so as to ensure that there will be no accidents." E Tao said: "As long as all their top experts are killed, your mission will be considered complete, and the rest will be the business of these little guys."

"I got it, Rory is talking too much." The brawny man cursed, then turned his head and left. The other two generals around him looked at each other and smiled.

"E Tao, don't worry, a purple-clothed gate, my three hundred barbarian army is more than enough to destroy it."

After the two generals finished speaking, they immediately turned around and joined the burly man.

"Brothers, follow me." The burly man shouted, and immediately headed towards the Ziyimen's sect with the two generals. Behind them, the mighty bloody torrent followed closely.

An astonishing evil spirit suddenly overwhelmingly oppressed towards Ziyimen.

The Purple Clothes Sect has been passed down from hundreds of millions of years ago, and it was once glorious. The location of the sect must also be quite magnificent. The power of the formation that permeates the sky alone is extremely powerful. Together, it is difficult to break it.

As an extremely powerful sect, there are naturally countless disciples under the sect. Inside the huge sect, there is a lot of voices, and there are countless figures gliding in the void, and there is an endless palace complex below.

In the highest and most majestic palace, there are hundreds of figures sitting on both sides of the palace. These figures all have extremely terrifying auras, either cold, hot, or dark.

Anyone who takes it out is a venerable level existence that is enough to become a strong one.

And at the top of the palace, there were five huge chairs. Five people sat on the chairs, and a terrifying aura emanated out. The original law that flowed in the space seemed to have completely disappeared.

These five people are the five primordial venerables in the Ziyi Sect. The head of the Ziyi Sect is the master of the Ziyi Sect. Wearing a purple robe, he has a handsome complexion and sharp sword eyebrows. Looking down, there was a sudden silence below.

"Everyone, I call you here today just to introduce someone to you." Qiu Si, the head of Ziyimen, said in a loud voice, "Mr. Meng, please show up."

Qiu Si's voice just fell...

"Jie Jie~~~" A rather wicked laugh resounded abruptly in the hall, followed by a man in black robe who was completely covered under a black robe, making it impossible to see his face clearly appeared in Qiu Si Beside him, the figure in black robe is not strong, it can be said that he should be extremely petite, but judging from his figure, he should be a man.

But when the venerables below saw the man in black, they were all surprised.

Venerable Origin!
This man in black robe turned out to be an original venerable!
"I'm here to introduce you, this...is a strong man from the Dream Clan, Mr. Mengling." Qiu Si said with a light smile.

"Meng Ling, I've seen you all." The man in black cupped his hands slightly, his laughter was still evil, but no one could see his appearance clearly.

"Dream Race?"

"A strong man from the Dream Race?"

"It turned out to be a member of the Dream Clan!"

Everyone in the palace gasped. Obviously, when they heard the word Mengzu, they were all extremely shocked.

As venerables, and often listen to the teachings of the original venerable, they all know the horror of the quori.

That is a giant in the source world!
In front of the Mengzu, their little purple-clothed door is like ants.

"People from the Dream Clan, why did they appear here?"

"A strong man from the Dream Clan has come to my Ziyi Sect, and judging by his relationship with the Patriarch, it seems that he is not shallow."

The many strong men below were all shocked.

It stands to reason that they should be happy to be associated with such a top power as the Dream Clan, but now none of them are happy, so this is the Great Zhou Dynasty!

"Everyone." Qiu Si's voice continued, "I invited Mr. Meng Ling here today just to tell you one thing...From today on, all of my Purple Clothes Sect will belong to the Meng Clan!"

Qiu Si had just finished speaking.

There was a sudden silence below, but immediately there was a monstrous noise, and at the same time, there was a large voice of opposition.

"No, sect master, you can't do this!"

"Sect Master, you must think twice before acting, you can't submit to the Dream Clan."

"Sect Master!"

Those voices were extremely urgent.

"Okay." Qiu Si waved his hand, and said in a low voice: "Huh, since the fall of my Ziyi Sect, my status and strength have been declining day by day. If this continues, my Ziyi Sect will soon become the leader of this Nether State. The second-rate forces, when the time comes, no one will dare to step on my Ziyimen. As the owner of the Ziyimen, how can I let the Ziyimen fall into such a state, so I have already decided, from now on, the Ziyimen will surrender Dream Clan."

"Moreover, the four Supreme Elders all agree with this matter."

"What, the four elders also agree?" The people below looked at the four old men who had been sitting in the seats above in surprise, and found that the four old men had indifferent expressions and ignored their expressions.

Apparently, they have all acquiesced in submitting to the Dream Clan.

"Sect Master..."

"Elder Taishang."

There are still people below who are unwilling.

"Okay." Qiu Si waved impatiently, "This matter has been decided and cannot be changed. The matter of my Ziyimen's surrender to the Mengzu is an absolute secret and must not be spread. Since you all know This matter, so now everyone must make an oath of heaven in front of this seat, swear not to tell this matter, and pledge their allegiance to the Mengzu from now on. Otherwise... In order not to spread this matter, this Those who are unwilling to take the oath will be killed directly."

Qiu Si's voice was so cold that many people below gasped.

Qiu Si's order had already been issued, and there was no room for them to choose, either to make an oath, or to die.

"Everyone." Qiu Si suddenly smiled again, "Meng Clan has promised that as long as we secretly assist them, a million years from now, my Purple Clothes Sect's status will be comparable to that of the Lord of the Nether Palace. All of them are great heroes of my Purple Clothes Sect."

The expressions of everyone below changed.

"Mr. Mengling, what do you think?" Qiu Si looked at Mengling.

"Jie Jie, of course, as long as you submit to our Dream Clan, this Nether State will be your Ziyi Sect's territory in the future." Mengling smiled and said: "My Dream Clan keeps what we say, you..."

Before Mengling could speak, she suddenly stopped.

"Mr. Mengling, what's the matter?" Qiu Si's expression changed.

"It seems that the news has leaked out." Mengling's voice became cold, "The barbarian army has already come here."

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(End of this chapter)