"not good!"

An Yiru's face changed and she was very embarrassed. She instantly saw that the disciple who was shocked and about to fall into the depths of the blood river was her memory peak, and she was a female disciple. Once she fell into the blood river, she would be doomed immediately.

Deep in the blood river, there seemed to be a strong sense of popularity, and there were many wronged souls and bloody hands that were catching upwards, which was so terrifying that it was creepy.

Yang Qi's mind moved and immediately snatched it out. With a long roar, his body movement was extremely fast, and he broke through the limit. He actually flew across a hundred feet of space and came to the blood river. At the critical moment, he grabbed the woman who was shocked and fell down.

Many people screamed again when they saw this scene.

The palms and the souls in the depths of the Blood River are all condensed by the evil energy of the Blood River. When they fall into it, even the terrifying willpower strong people will probably be contaminated and will never get up again. In the battle of the ancient gods, the evil energy and resentment remained in the blood. The blood river turned into, how can mortals compete with each other over the years?

When Yang Qi arrived over the Blood River and hugged someone, he lost weight and fell downwards. The rules here were very strong and it was impossible to breathe in the air or waste it in the air, so he could only watch it fall.

But his eyes flashed, and suddenly a ray of true energy shook out of his body, as fast as lightning. With just a moment, it wrapped around the neck that caused the female disciple to shake people away and pulled violently.

The man screamed, leaned forward and was about to fall into the blood river, but he roared and finally stabilized. Yang Qi's body shook, and with this power, he flew quickly like a big bird, and was about to reach the shore.

"It's just a matter of seeking death if you dare to save someone!"

A master suddenly showed a sneer on his face, and with a punch in the air, the palm wind rushed towards him, and he wanted to blow Yang Qi and the rescued woman into the blood river, and he would never recover.

But Yang Qi sneered repeatedly, and the energy in his body suddenly activates, and the long whip shakes again, leverages the force to move, and a big whirlpool falls from the other side to the ground, down to the ground, just on the bank of the Blood River.

Under the surging blood river, some blood hands sensed the breath and grabbed it. A strong smell of blood came to the nose. Yang Qi sprayed out a holy fire. These blood hands were burned to a sizzling sound, some of which shrunk directly, and some were burned into blue smoke. He let out a shrill scream.

In the blood river, there were some evil souls that also made a call of resentment. They didn't dare to come up. They were blood demons, very powerful, invisible, and the most terrifying. However, they were also the objects of many disciples' cultivation. As long as they could be killed, they would be very tempered for their own mental power and will. Because without the blood river, the power of those blood demons will be weakened. Some disciples even let the blood demon possession, and then they would unfold their own invincible will, refine the true fire of the whole body, subdue the blood demon will, and achieve the spirit.

However, if you enter the Blood River, the power of the Blood Demon will increase greatly, and there is basically no possibility of survival.

"Senior Sister..."

At this time, An Yiru also flew over and landed to the shore. Many disciples from the Memory Peak leaped over and surrounded the center. Yang Qi put down the woman he had rescued. The woman was still in shock. She saw that she was held in her arms by a man, her face flushed, and then came up to thank her.

"This is your senior brother, the disciple accepted by the master. From then on, my words on the Memory Peak will be mine. Do you know?" An Yiru said hurriedly.

Suddenly, more than a hundred disciples present all saluted: "Please treat me to my senior brother."

"Okay." Yang Qi nodded.

He found that most of the Memory Peak were women, and even men were boys and girls, and they were very handsome. It seemed that the Memory Peak had the regulations to collect disciples.

"Jing Luo, what are you doing? You dare to shake the disciples of our Memory Peak down the blood river. Could it be that you, Luo Feng people, have reached such a state of lawlessness and ignored the rules of the sect?" An Yiru said violently, and said to the disciple who had traces of a long whip tangled around his neck.

This disciple was a man with a slight face. He looked like a mean and ungrateful person at first glance. He looked at Yang Qi with resentment. Just now, Yang Qi flew to the blood river and used a long whip to wrap his neck, making him lose face. This great loss could not be taken. He was thinking about how to take revenge.

Seeing An Yiru ask, he coughed and said gloomyly: "Isn't this not dead? What rules have I violated? It's not a strange thing for disciples to fight."

"It's not a strange thing, indeed." An Yiru said: "You come out! I'll fight with you!"

The man from "Jing Luo" smiled: "You are the chief disciple of Memory Peak. I am just an ordinary disciple of Luo Feng. Except for you, any disciple on Memory Peak can do it."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt abrupt, and then pointed: "Of course, except for this person and you." This person naturally refers to Yang Qi. He just saw Yang Qi save people and rushed over and had a powerful method, so he knew that he was not his opponent.

“Where does that come from so much nonsense.”

An Yiru smiled sinisterly and said, "I will throw you into the blood river now and let you try the taste." Swish! The long whip in her palm flew out, tangled like a spirit snake, as fast as a ghost, and whipped to the disciple.

The man flashed quickly, but his whole body was tied up by a long whip and threw it in the air, unable to resist An Yiru's move.

Yang Qi saw that the man's energy index was between 1,500 and 500, which was just equivalent to Mi Changtian's cultivation level. Naturally, he was not An Yiru's opponent who had reached 3,000.

“Bold!”

At this moment, a thunderous sound came from the air, rolling in, shaking the ripples on the blood river. A figure in the distance pounced on him like a big bird, very quickly. When he reached dozens of feet, he suddenly had a palm, and then snatched ten feet. Another palm, the two palms were stormed together, attacking An Yiru like a sea of ​​storms.

An Yiru was shocked and her whole body was shaking. She felt that if she still lost her disciples, she would be directly hit by a river of blood. She immediately gave up. The long whip coiled into a snake shape in the air, exerting her might and biting towards the center of the palm power.

Bo!

The man who flew in, turned his palm into a fist, smashed the snake's head with one punch, and grabbed it in the air, and took it with an extremely powerful true energy, sucking Jing Luo back from the edge of the blood river and sending it back to his camp.

The man appeared. He was tall and slender, with ape-armed and bee-waisted waist, and his clothes were full of countless explosive power. He seemed to have endless divine power to be released and there would never be any danger of exhaustion. This person had already integrated with the universe of the divine realm. He could step into a terrifying will at any time. His spiritual scale was probably stronger than Yang Qi himself.

"The chief disciple of Luo Feng, Jing Shang!"

An Yiru said, "Jingshang, what are you going to do? Indulge your disciples and hurt my disciples on Memory Peak. Could it be that you have reached this level of arrogance now?"

"Arrogant? Humph! I didn't see where your disciples from Memory Peak were injured." The tall man Jing Shang smiled coldly, "I saw you whip and hurt our disciples from Luofeng, and you want to throw them into the blood river. Jing Luo, do you think this is the case?"

"Yes, yes, senior brother, that's how it is. The divine nature is about to be born now, but the stone bridge on the Blood River is broken, and we can't cross the Blood River. We are trying to find a way to go to the temple opposite. However, the disciples of Memory Peak said that the divine nature was discovered by them and we cannot cross the river, so we fought with each other. An Yiru flew over and threw me into the Blood River."

Jing Luo's man said quickly.

"How do you say it?" Jing Shang carried his hands on his back: "An Yiru, this is what happened. We can go to the veteran group to evaluate the matter."

"You!" An Yiru laughed in anger: "I didn't say much, who is right and who is wrong, I know it. In this way, Jing Shang, I think you have practiced a qigong and are so arrogant. The divine nature is born. Although the blood river is difficult to cross, sooner or later we will come up with a solution. Let's fight and decide the outcome? I see that the winner can get the qualification to explore the temple and obtain the divine nature. If the failure is done, get out!"

"Well said!"

At this moment, a group of people flew over from afar, stood in front of him, forming another force, the man in charge was taller and extraordinary. An Yiru's face changed: "It's you, Qi Wei! Do you want to seize the divine character? You picked up the dead fish and got the body of the ancient road law enforcer, and you will get the spiritual scale inheritance of the civilization disc. Do you also need the divine character in the temple of the God Destruction Land?"

"Hahaha..." Qi Wei laughed loudly: "What is the divine nature? The more it is, the more it is. At that time, our Ruyi Tianzong discovered the iron-blooded battlefield. His disciples have already made rules. As long as anyone has the opportunity, they can have everything they get from it. Our Dawei Peak is missing the divine nature."

"Hmph! Qi Wei, you'll get a shot, but that's fine! After I solve An Yiru, I'll get you." Jing Shang snorted coldly, "Although you have obtained the body of the ancient road law enforcement officer, you are just a blind cat who meets a dead mouse. It has not gained any benefits in itself. Don't forget, you haven't obtained the inheritance of the spiritual scale. Do you think yours is really a terrifying powerhouse?"

"Then let's have a martial arts competition to determine the outcome." Qi Wei said: "The three chief disciples, each of them, fight against each other. Who can laugh and say in the end, whose mountain can obtain the right to develop the temple. How can we not rob the materials in it? You just decided to fight, you can compete. Jing Shang, I know that you have achieved a Qigong and are extremely conceited, but you may not be able to do anything to An Yiru."

"How is that possible!" Jing Shang laughed with his hands behind his back: "I can't do anything to her? It's a joke, An Yiru, come!"

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