Xiang Yang lived in the small complex of His Royal Highness Liuyin. Although the neighbors on both sides were far apart, he could still feel the powerful aura emitted from the inside.

In the den of a wolf and tiger, Xiang Yang felt that the crisis had increased greatly and did not dare to slack off. He worked hard and worked diligently. Five days passed by.

On this day, dark clouds were shrouded in the early morning, strong winds were surging, dark and full of depression, and a heavy rain would come.

A bronze bell that shook the sky and earth from the Liuyin Hall on the top of the small building sounded. The sound waves scattered and the echoes surged, almost spreading across the large and small peaks of Niuling, and countless birds and beasts were shocked.

At the same time, several fierce and domineering auras rose in the small building, and the spiritual energy shook and rushed to the night.

Xiang Yang was refining his spirits. He suddenly heard the bell ringing and felt the several people emitting momentum. He felt awe in his heart. He knew that it was Master Liuyin who was going to summon a group of demons into the palace, and it was also the time when he showed his true intentions. Some people would definitely not accept it at that time, and there might be a big battle.

Not long after, a man in black came to find him, saying that he was serving his disciples, and took him to the main hall to see Master Liuyin.

Xiang Yang nodded and responded, solemnly carried the knife box, and with this disciple serving as a member of the service, he met the so-called Liuyin Hall.

The main hall covers an extremely wide area, more than seven feet high, and seems to be made of a special wood with a metallic luster.

Surrounded by bluestone walls, above the steps is a mahogany gate. On the top is a black square stone carved with Liuyin Temple, with red patterns on the black background. Xiangyang just swept it and knew that it was filled with blood as ink.

In the other direction, there was also a man following the black-clad disciple to the top of the peak, with a chicken coop, a dry figure, wearing a blood robe, his eyes faintly shining with a hint of red light, and he looked at Xiang Yang with a little greed and malicious intention.

"The Blood Spirit Son of the Blood Demon lineage? I really don't know the height of the sky and the earth. I comprehend the Heavenly Demon Strategy Blood Refining Scroll. Is it the nemesis of your martial arts lineage? How dare you even make a decision on me?"

Xiang Yang was clear and sharp in his spirit. He felt the other party's deep malice and was angry, but because this was the territory of the Six Yin people, there was no attack.

After entering the hall, I saw the layout inside clearly. Eighteen dragon pillars divided the hall into small areas one by one. There were huge desk tables on both sides, each filled with spiritual wine and delicacies, revealing the scent.

To the north of the hall are twelve jade steps, with a piece of smooth yin jade on the steps, and a hazy gauze curtain hanging from the high roof. You can vaguely see the huge throne that can accommodate three people at the back. There is no one on it, and there is nowhere to know where the Six Yin people are.

Xiang Yang sat down cross-legged behind the black-clothed disciples, led by a chopping board in the middle of the west of the hall, and then the black-clothed disciple stood quietly behind him without moving.

As time passed little by little, the innate masters entered the hall one after another and sat down in their own seats under arrangement.

Xiang Yang seemed to be sitting upright, but in fact he looked at these people secretly and referred to the information in his impression. For example, the couple should be Feng's wife from Xie Shenggu, sitting opposite him.

The black robe of the Eclipse lineage and the Blood Demon blood spiritzi sat on the side of the Feng couple, and the two brothers also sat on the same table. It seemed that they were the Huoling Shuangtu...

There are also two people who don’t match the numbers, which should be the innate newcomer in the past five days.

A man with a height of more than nine feet, his qi and blood were almost like flames, and his horizontal practice was extremely powerful. Xiang Yang couldn't help but frown. This master may not be as high as his, but his combat power is probably one of the best.

There was another weird man wearing a grass skirt and plastering the flowers on his face. He seemed to be able to separate three or five people while walking. With Xiang Yang's spiritual cultivation, he could not see whether this was a spiritual illusion or a afterimage of his movements. His pure strength may not be very strong, but it is extremely strange.

For a moment, although no one in the hall spoke, the demonic flames were growing, and the breaths became more and more powerful. It could gather so many innate things. Xiang Yang couldn't help but sigh that the six Yins had a vast interaction.

"Hey, I heard that the Huoling Shuangtuo is a hero who competes with the Iron-faced Master, the Six Yin master, to compete for the powerful side. Why did you two come here happily with Liu Yin's words today?"

The first to break the stagnant atmosphere was the mighty man who did not know his origin. His voice was like thunder and exhaled like the wind. His words were full of ridicule and provocation, and he seemed to be very dissatisfied with the Huoling Shuangtu.

The Huoling Shuangtu is not a good temper either, so he immediately started to scold him...

"The demon Alshan, the old man asked himself how good you have had, why did Shivina Pope's heart sutra replenish my beloved disciple? Do you know how many years it took me to help him cultivate pure Yang? Now that I have become a waste, who will you pass on my martial arts to?"

He said he was an old man but his face was extremely feminine. He looked at his age only to be twenty years old and his tone was gentle. Although he was questioning, he was not much angry. While talking, he poured himself wine and took a sip, a black light suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"Hahaha, Brother Five Ghosts, why don't you know what you think?

Your disciple is talented and tricked by you to practice the Anti-Yang Chapter of the Five Ghosts Technique and has trained himself into a pure Yang Pill. You still want to refine him and neutralize your ghost energy?

My little sister is also a victim. I taught him to practice qi that day, but he was crazy and turned me, yelling me... "

The witch Alshan is beautiful, dressed in revealingly, charmingly and seductively, and her body exudes a hazy spiritual power. The first few sentences were answered normally, while the next sentence used the magical sound. For a moment, everyone in the hall seemed to be tempted.

Especially Ling Kongyu, who had insufficient spiritual cultivation, heard the demon voice and looked at the other party's crying expression, he felt very pity and wished he could wipe his tears with his sleeves.

Then Liao Hui, a master of the Ice Demon lineage, snorted angrily and broke the demon sound. He reacted and used his skills silently. He was dissatisfied with this witch and was also afraid.

"The demon girl, show off her skills in front of my demon temple. Do you really think that no one can control it?"

For a moment, there was a noisy in the hall, just like the vegetable market, the smell of gunpowder became stronger and stronger. Xiang Yang wanted to watch and not cause trouble, but Xue Lingzi came to tease him again...

"Dear fellow students, thank you for coming here to the banquet at Liuyin's invitation. I'll give you a drink here."

Suddenly, a sound full of energy came from the tulle throne, suppressing everyone in the hall.

Many innate people, including Xiang Yang, were stunned and turned toward the throne, but there was an extra human figure, because the gauze blocked it and it was impossible to see clearly.

The old man Wugui, who was originally entangled with Alshan, crushed the wine glass in his hand, his face was heavy, and he was lying behind the desk and shivering at the squirting Blood Spirit Zi and straightening up, his bloody eyes flashed, and the two camels of Huoling looked at each other and clenched their fists together...

In this hall, except for the serving disciples standing behind, there is no simple person. Even Ling Kongyu, who seems to have a low potential and weak combat power, is also a well-known innate power outside.

None of the masters in the palace discovered how the six yin appeared on the platform. How could this be possible?

What's even more terrifying is that at this time it was difficult for everyone to tell whether the Liuyin had been here or had just arrived.

If it is the latter, some secret techniques may be used. If it is the former, then the old man's martial arts will probably be difficult to measure.
Chapter completed!