Xiao Qiye opened his eyes, and the dim light made his eyes feel a little uncomfortable.

Before I knew it, it was already evening. Xiao Qiye was immersed in the blood of transforming demons, and several hours passed in a flash.

His eyes quickly adapted to the lights and looked at the sitting master, or the Taoist priest, master.

The bloodline that began to transform in the body felt a throbbing. When she looked at the figure, Xiao Qiye felt an unspeakable surrender.

Due to Qing Yu's guidance and his own qualifications, Xiao Qiye made rapid progress in the body refining magic technique, and now he has initially shown the effect of his bloodline.

“Master………………”

Xiao Qiye unconsciously half-kneeled to the ground and said respectfully.

"How do you feel?" Qingyu asked.

"Very good, never before, the disciple feels full of strength now."

"It seems that the transformation was very successful," Qingyu ordered, "You should postpone the matter first and focus on transforming the demon body. In the villa, several sword masters will supervise it. After you have completely transformed, you will integrate the disciples in the villa into the demon blood."

The blood of the Holy Demon has not been reduced so much, and it can be obtained by any individual. After Xiao Qiye completely transforms the demon body, he should have a disciple who is proficient in practicing sword skills. Then he will give the demon blood.

"yes."

Xiao Qiye nodded and slowly withdrew.

"Is this feeling of transforming a life, a creation?"

Under the dim light, Qingyu's eyes were a little confused, as if he was a little curious about the latest ideas.

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On the coast of the East China Sea, the strong wind storms the angry waves, but Yibi's small boat is hard on the tide and forcibly landing on the coast against the angry waves.

The waves were turbulent, but the boat was like a knife, breaking through the waves and moving forward. A narrow and long sword mark was left on the storm of the wind and waves.

"Dong--"

The boat slid several feet on the beach, the old and the young took steps and stepped on the beach.

"Central Plains, finally arrived." The young man, who looked less than thirty, muttered to himself as he looked at the added sand.

"Young Island Master, we escaped." The old man looked like a subordinate and shouted at the young man in surprise.

"I escaped, but unfortunately my father and the others did not escape..."

"Jingliu Island, you and me are the only ones left."

Jingliu Island is overseas and is also a hero. The island leader Liang Tianhai is a powerful man in the Shen Realm. He traverses the East China Sea and is hard to meet.

It’s a pity that Japan is eyeing the Central Plains at the moment, how could it allow other Central Plains forces to exist overseas?

Even though many overseas people lived overseas for three generations and had never entered the Central Plains in their lives, Japan would not spare them easily. It was because for the Japanese, there were only two types of people in the East China Sea at this time, their own people, or dead people.

Those who do not surrender to Japan will kill them. Before Japan attacked the Central Plains, they wanted to clear out possible obstacles overseas. And Jingliu Island was one of the obstacles they cleared out. Even if Jingliu Island had decided to give up its overseas foundation and return to the Central Plains, Japan still did not give up its vitality.

In other words, it was precisely because Jingliu Island decided to return to the Central Plains that Japan had to kill them all. Otherwise, if the Central Plains had added another magical combat power, wouldn’t it be a problem for yourself?

"Young Island Master, what should we do now?" the old man asked.

"What should I do? Of course, it's revenge." The young island master sneered.

"But Japan..."

"Someone will help us." The young island master's eyes turned to the darkness in the distance, where a dark blue figure slowly came, and a pair of strange double pupils flashed through the darkness, looking at the young island master.

The master of the young island of Jingliu Island is retrograde. This name was taken by the old man of fate who traveled overseas. This person's seven killings are the star master of the seven killing stars, one of the three evil stars of the three evil stars of the Sword Wolf.

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In the Western Regions, yellow sand is long, and suddenly a black dead aura rises, breaking through the yellow sand and flying into the holy mountain surrounded by three Buddha statues.

"King Qin Guang of the Nether Palace, ask to see Brahma."

The light of a knife like a mirror splits the Buddha's light outside Nalanda Temple and enters this Buddhist ancestral temple with a swagger.

"King Qin Guang of the Nether Palace is better to say that it is the Cangsheng who teaches Nangong Jue. What's wrong with you here?"

Thunderbolt light flashed, and Indra flashed, causing Nangong Jue to stop in front of Brahma Palace.

"The Celestial Church has withdrawn from the Western Regions. Only King Qin Guang of the Nether Palace can come to the Western Regions," Nangong Jue smiled softly and said, "Does God Indra, don't you welcome old friends?"

"Old friends are naturally welcome," Indra said coldly, "and even want old friends to stay here for a long time. Nangong Jue, Brahma still lacks a boy with him. I think you are just right."

The golden divine pestle showed itself in Indra's hands with a heavy divine power. The golden divine thunder roared, and the thunderous light wrapped in Indra was like the thunder god in the world. The powerful momentum made this quiet and solemn place look a bit solemn.

Seeing that Indra burst out with such a powerful aura after holding the divine pestle, Nangong Jue said with a little clarity: "Sure enough, you have activated the artifact. Since that's the case, Indra, Jixiangtian should now need a wide range of killing and destruction to help her refine the artifact."

"boom--"

The golden divine thunder slaughtered on the evil mirror, and the mirror-like blade ejected the divine thunder, but the remaining thunder power was still pulsing slightly on the blade.

Indra is stronger than in the past. At least Nangong Jue, who fought with him at the beginning, was not as stressful as he is now.

"What do you know?" There seemed to be thunder brewing between Indra's eyebrows, and his voice was like thunder, with a sense of shock.

At the same time, Asura, wearing armor, walked with powerful feet, and his strong murderous intent pointed directly at Nangong Jue.

For what Nangong Jue knows, he would not hesitate to ask others for help to the proud Indra, and he would also strive to ensure that Nangong Jue is won.

"I don't know much, but I don't know much," Nangong Jue said without panic. "The Cangsheng Church has been in the Western Regions for a hundred years, and the four major families have taken root here hundreds of years ago. Do you think that after such a long time, we will not investigate some secret matters of the Mauryan Dynasty? You know, many peacock remains have left you and converted to my Cangsheng Church."

"So Mu Cangsheng also knows?"

"Of course," Nangong Jue smiled, "No one can hide it from the leader. So, we still know the secrets you are waiting for. For example, what is needed for auspicious heaven at this time..."

"You want to wait until the final invasion before letting Jixiangtian refine the magic weapon? Don't wait for so long, I'll give you a chance. Shuzhou, which is close to the Western Regions, is no longer the territory of Daqian. If you attack Shuzhou, you will destroy the Wandu Sect and the Lin family. Otherwise, I wouldn't mind joining forces with the Central Plains Buddhism to attack the Western Regions in a large-scale manner and destroy you heretics."

"You can think about what to do."
Chapter completed!