The forbidden energy quickly rushed into the mountain-protecting formation of the Shi-Color Gate.

As the forbidden energy merged into the mountain-protecting formation, Yuwen Zhouyuan immediately sensed the flaw in the formation. Without saying a word, he launched dozens of "Heartbeating without Traces" spiritual attacks with his spiritual thoughts.

As soon as those dozens of heart-beating traceless attacks were launched, they almost formed a series and suddenly landed on the large formation. At the same time, in the entire square and among all the disciples around, the bodies of nearly a thousand people suddenly self-destructed and transformed.

Create a layer of blood mist.

At this time, no one of the remaining Shisemen disciples dared to sit down anymore. They all stood up in fear, ignoring the scoldings of their elders.

"You haven't opened it yet? Are you going to destroy the Shise Sect and lose your orthodoxy for the sake of the descendants of the old man named Blood Soul?" Yu Wen Zhouyuan's voice came slowly, like a reminder of death.

The bisexual ancestor was spitting blood from his mouth, his face was green and red, and he was struggling fiercely in his heart. The man and two women beside him were leaning forward, and they were already injured.

"Wan'er, you don't need to break this formation. I can blast it open now. It consumes too much of your mind to comprehend the formation. You should keep it in your true energy! Take this pill and quickly regain your strength." After finishing speaking.

Yuwen Zhouyuan flicked his sleeves and took Yuwen Xiangwan into the Heavenly Book space.

Then Yuwen Zhouyuan took a deep breath and patted the storage bag. In the palm of his hand, a spiritual talisman that was superimposed five times appeared. Back then, he could do it three times when he was in the True Yuan stage. Now he has reached the True Master stage.

, he was able to draw a spiritual talisman that was superimposed five times. As soon as this spiritual talisman was taken out, a red thunder ball gradually condensed in his animal husbandry.

This thunder ball was completely transformed by the spiritual power of the superimposed spiritual talisman, and as the spiritual talisman was catalyzed, it frantically sucked in the spiritual energy of the world. The thunder ball became larger and larger, almost reaching the size of a fist, and then floated from his hand.

Down.

The ancestor of both sexes showed a look of horror. He had lived for more than a thousand years. This was the first time he saw such a terrifying talisman. Looking at the thunderballs that kept floating down, he almost immediately shouted: "Fellow Taoist, stop, I'm going to start."

, I will open the formation right now, and I will not care about the descendants of the Blood Soul Ancestor!"

Saying that, the ancestor of the bisexuality immediately stood up, quickly took out a jade slip, and after sacrificing it, he inserted a spiritual secret. Suddenly, the formation of the Shi Color Sect began to shake, almost at the moment when the thunder ball fell.

, dissipated.

The ancestor of both sexes sweated a lot. After opening the formation, he had already thought about it and said respectfully quickly: "Senior, there are many descendants of the blood soul ancestor, and they are all in the main hall."

Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't even look at the bisexual ancestor, turned around and walked into the hall. No sound came from the hall, but the smell of blood came from the hall.

After half a stick of incense, Yu Wen Zhouyuan walked out with a calm expression. The murderous aura and evil aura on his body seemed to be a little stronger.

Just when Yu Wen Zhouyuan was about to leave, a soft call suddenly came from the square: "Yu...Yu Wen Zhouyuan?" The voice was very soft and full of uncertainty.

Hearing this soft call, Yuwen Zhouyuan stopped and looked along the sound. He saw a rather weak middle-aged man in the far corner. This man looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan in a daze, with a look in his eyes.

The color of remembrance.

This person seemed vaguely familiar to Yu Wen Zhouyuan. He took a few steps and came to the middle-aged man. Yu Wen Zhouyuan squatted down and said slowly: "What did you just say?"

The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, smiled bitterly, and whispered respectfully: "Senior, this junior admitted the wrong person. Please don't take offense, senior."

Yuwen Zhouyuan looked at this person carefully, pondered for a moment, and said, "Oh? Who do you think I am?"

The middle-aged man smiled bitterly and sighed: "Senior, I had a junior brother many years ago..."

Yuwen Zhouyuan was shocked. He finally remembered who this person was. He was silent for a moment, flicked his sleeves, and immediately disappeared from the Shise Gate with this person.

On a cliff a hundred miles away from Shisemen, Yuwen Zhouyuan appeared here. After placing the middle-aged man on the ground, he looked at him calmly.

The middle-aged man looked around him, with a complicated look on his face, and whispered: "You..."

"Senior Brother Xiang, since you recognized me, why do you pretend not to know me?" Yuwen Zhouyuan sighed softly and said slowly.

The middle-aged man trembled. After a moment of silence, he smiled bitterly and said, "I... alas..."

"How is Wuguang Sect doing now?" Yuwen Zhouyuan looked at the person in front of him, and the scenes from that year slowly came to mind. After a long time, he asked melancholy.

"I haven't been back for many years..." the middle-aged man whispered.

"Why is Senior Brother Zhang in the Shisemen, and your cultivation level..." Yuwen Zhouyuan frowned, grabbed the middle-aged man's arm, pondered for a while, and continued: "The spiritual power in your body is abnormally scattered, and your meridians are even more fragile.

Unbearable.”

The middle-aged man smiled bitterly and said: "When you left and never came back, Master Jiang Wuyan set the goal of cultivation on me and spent a lot of money to help me improve my cultivation to the post-real person stage.

, I left the Wuguang Sect, originally thinking of practicing hard to one day advance to the true master stage and re-glorify my Wuguang Sect, but I didn’t expect to meet a woman who was a disciple of the Shise Sect.

Maybe that bitch was remembering his old love and didn't kill me. Instead, he used my body to refine the perfect elixir. Before this elixir was refined, even though I was a useless person, my longevity would not be cut off.

If not, I would have become a pile of bones."

Yuwen Zhouyuan was silent for a while, patted the storage bag, took out a small white jade bottle from it, handed it to the middle-aged man, and said: "There are seven pills in this. You take one pill a month. After seven months,

My cultivation level can be restored to at least half, but Senior Brother Xiang still has important matters to attend to. I’ll say goodbye today, and I hope we can see you again.”

After saying that, Yuwen Zhouyuan took a deep look at the middle-aged man, turned around and disappeared in a flash. When he appeared, he was already in mid-air, stepping on the soul-eating marten, and gradually flew away into the distance.

"Junior Brother Yuwen, Junior Sister Bai and Junior Sister Nangong have been looking for you! Don't you want to meet them?" Xiang Yanhai shouted towards Yuwen Zhouyuan's back.

After hearing Xiang Yanhai's words, Yuwen Zhouyuan's back standing on the Soul-eating Marten couldn't help but move, and at the same time, two beautiful and resentful faces appeared in front of his eyes.

It has been nearly 20 years since we last met. How are they doing these years?

"Thank you, Senior Brother Xiang. If this is the case, I will find them! Take care!" As soon as he finished speaking, Universe Yuan tapped the Soul-Eating Marten with his toe, and the Soul-Eating Marten hissed, castrated like electricity, and disappeared into the sky in an instant.

Xiang Yanhai looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan's disappearing figure with envy, a trace of melancholy on his face.

He actually recognized the other person when he called her name just now. However, Yuwen Zhouyuan's cultivation level had improved so incredibly. Although he was sure in his heart that it was Yuwen Zhouyuan, he was a little afraid to recognize him.

Holding the white jade bottle in his hand, Xiang Yanhai took a deep breath, then staggered away gradually.

During Yuwen Zhouyuan's flight, his spiritual consciousness dispersed. At this time, all the Blood Soul Ancestors in the Dongyang Empire had learned about the killing through various channels. According to Yuwen Zhouyuan's previous thoughts, all of these people migrated.

.

Their target is Blood Soul City!

There was a cruel look in Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes, and he said in his heart: "Let's move. When you all gather in Blood Soul City, it will be the day when I go to see the Blood Soul Ancestor."

The large-scale migration has been continuing, but during Yuwen Zhouyuan's spiritual consciousness detection, six light spots were discovered, which remained motionless from beginning to end.

In the past few days of killing, Yuwen Zhouyuan had already found out through various methods such as searching for souls and refining souls that there were eight core members of the Xue Family.

Except for the Blood Soul Ancestor, very few people know about the cultivation of these eight people. It can be said that these eight people are the future successors of the Blood Soul Sect taught by the Blood Soul Ancestor personally.

In order to allow these eight core tribesmen to practice, the Blood Soul Ancestor opened up eight spiritual acupoints throughout the Dongyang Empire at great cost, and these eight people were in seclusion almost all year round.

The supply of elixirs, magic weapons, and exercises are all sent by the blood family members. The only mission of these eight people is to practice!

Every once in a while, the Blood Soul Ancestor will take eight people to some dangerous places in surrounding countries to practice in actual combat. It can be said that these eight people have almost reached a certain peak in terms of cultivation and combat experience.

These eight people were pushed out by force with the resources of the entire Blood Family and the Blood Soul Sect.

In addition, these eight people are not static. Every five years, all the blood family members have an opportunity to challenge them. Once the challenge is successful, they will immediately obtain the qualifications of the core family members and obtain the spiritual points for cultivation on their behalf.

, and received funding from the entire Blood Soul Cult.

As a result, except for one of the nine core clan members, the other seven have been replaced at least three times.

Under such various tests, one can naturally imagine the cultivation level of the core clan members.

The six motionless photoelectrics sensed by Yuwen Zhouyuan were the core tribesmen. Two of them were not among them because they had been recalled to the Blood Soul Church City before.

There was a ruthless light in Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes. Now almost all the people with Blood Soul Cult bloodline are rushing towards Blood Soul Cult City according to his plan. There is no need for Yuwen Zhouyuan to participate. At this time, his target is these six

people!

The six blood soul ancestors have worked hard to eliminate and train the core tribesmen for countless years!

These six people must die!

On a murderous night when the moon was dark and the wind was high, a hint of evil aura slowly dispersed from the sky. Yuwen Zhouyuan's figure, like a life-seeking Rakshasa, slowly flew towards a sand dune land in the distance.

Xue Baxin is a name, and at the same time, it is also a glorious title.

This name has changed its owner several times, five times to be precise!

Xue Baxin is sitting cross-legged in a secret room. This secret room looks quite simple, but Xue Baxin knows that this secret room can make countless people in the Xue family go crazy.

He was also one of these crazy people back then.

Known as a genius since he was a child, he has always dreamed of replacing others and becoming a core disciple, because only by becoming a core disciple can he stand out in the Blood Family, be appreciated by his ancestors, and become a true master.

monk.

Growing up in a branch of the Blood family, he was used to the snobbishness and coldness of his people, and had seen all kinds of injustice and resentment. Everything in his childhood made his heart gradually become colder. For the sake of strength, he would do anything at all costs.
Chapter completed!