Bai Xiaochun was taken aback, but soon his expression was solemn, with a sullen look and cold eyes, his body jumped up, turned into a long rainbow and went straight into the air, appearing in front of the ancestor of Hanyan, together with the other eight people, Listed together.
The appearance of the night burial didn't make the blood stream sect disciples on the surrounding mountain peaks surprised at all. It seems that the ancestor of Hanyan let him fly out, and everyone thinks it should be like this.
No one even talks about anything. From this point, it can be seen that the name of the Plague Demon in the entire Blood Creek Sect has long been famous, and everyone has recognized the identity of the night burial and recognized its strength from the bottom of their hearts. , And even more recognized that he is a Tianjiao!
Not only was everyone on the mountain not surprised at all, but even Song Que and the others, although their eyes were fierce, they were all the same... They didn't question it!
It has been several years since Bai Xiaochun came to the Blood Creek Sect. For mortals, this is not a short period of time. Although it is just a flash for the monks, it is not too short after all. Bai Xiaochun, through his own efforts, took a step One step, on this day, at this moment, under the attention of the public, he won the recognition of the entire sect.
Bai Xiaochun also immediately realized this. Although he had some psychological preparations and some judgments about his status, but at this moment, he took a deep breath, and his heart was full of pride and pride.
"Huh, your white master, wherever you go, it is as brilliant as the sun and the moon, oh... who made me so good." When Bai Xiaochun was stunned in his heart, his expression did not reveal the slightest, and It is to show a cold and solemn killing, spread the evil spirit, and contend with the other eight Tianjiao chambers.
The eight ancestors of the Blood Creek Sect in mid-air, although most of them looked vague and indistinct, they all nodded slightly when they scanned the nine people overnight, especially the night burial here, which made many ancestors look more. A few glances.
They also paid attention to this night burial, which was born and rushed out in the past few years by virtue of the mortal way. They even had some suspicions. They had more secret investigations, but the mask on Bai Xiaochun's face was obviously a treasure, which made him Here, in the past few years, no flaws have been revealed.
And the medicine path of night burial was indeed very important to the Blood Stream Sect. Although there was still doubt gradually, he didn't care too much.
"Nine of you, meditate in the blood altar, cultivate the Qi of all cultivation to transform the blood, assist the old man to open the door of the foundation, awaken the bones!" The ancestor Hanyan spoke lightly, raised his right hand with a wave, and immediately nine bloody lights flew out. During these four weeks, they turned into nine bloody altars, and the nine Bai Xiaochuns stepped back and sat cross-legged on the nine bloody altars one by one.
In fact, this time the awakening does not melt the bones, and it does not need Bai Xiaochun's nine people to take action, but now the war is imminent, and several ancestors have decided after consultation that it is necessary to let the monks in the door to personally feel the power of the sect.
This ancestor of Hanyan was one of the eight ancestors who was a strong master of battle, so he became the one who presided over the opening of the sect's foundation at this moment. At this moment, his eyes were like electricity, and he swept over the nine people of Bai Xiaochun.
His eyes contained infinite coercion, which shocked Bai Xiaochun's heart. He felt as if the other party had seen all the secrets in his body. The other eight people did the same. Their expressions were no longer sullen, but bowed respectfully.
The ancestor of Hanyan retracted his gaze, raised his head to look at the sky, raised his right hand, and made a fierce wave towards the sky. With this wave, the blood pillars of the five peaks in the entire Blood Creek Sect expanded several times with the roar, making the sky The bloody vortex suddenly expanded, and it turned faster in the rumbling, causing the area in the middle of the sky vortex to appear a huge bloody eye at this moment!
When the eyes were slowly opened, the world paled, the wind and clouds rolled, the infinite mighty pressure descended on the world, and the wind swept across, the blood mist filled the world, countless blood stream sect disciples trembled, and they knelt down together.
"Look up and take a look. My Blood Stream Sect is deterring the other three sects... the power of the foundation!" When the ancestor Hanyan spoke indifferently, his voice seemed to contain a strange power, letting everyone hear it. , Both subconsciously raised their heads and looked towards the sky with bloody eyes.
Bai Xiaochun's heart was also trembling. Under this coercion, the Immortal Longevity Kung fu in his body immediately revolved silently, faintly resonating with the blood-colored eyes.
Song Xiemei and the others around him were also shaking, but they did not lower their heads, but tried to raise their heads, looking at the blood-colored eyes in the whirlpool appearing on the sky.
At this glance, countless people immediately exclaimed, even if Song Que and others had different status and knew the secret of the sect, they took a breath at this moment with a look of shock.
Bai Xiaochun's eyes widened even more, and his heart was like thunder rolling in the sky.
He saw that in those huge bloody eyes and outside the pupils, there were four fuzzy shadows, one of which was a huge purple skull!
The skeleton was surrounded by lightning up and down, sitting cross-legged in the area outside the pupils. His body was deadly, motionless, but there was an astonishing coercion, which made people's heart tremble at the first glance.
Bai Xiaochun knew about the corpse peak, thinking about it at this moment, and immediately guessed that this is not bones, the extremely high level of corpse refining, surpassing the flying stiff...no bones!
"Fei Zeng is comparable to the cultivator of Pill Formation, this does not melt bone... Could it be comparable to the ancestor of Yuan Ying!" Bai Xiaochun took a deep breath.
The second fuzzy shadow is a cloud of black mist. It seems that there are thousands of faces in this mist that are constantly changing. All those faces are old men. There is a sense of time in this mist. This is obviously a demon. The head, its aura and coercion, is actually as good as that of Boneless!
The third fuzzy shadow is a piece of skin. This skin has not known how many years it has existed. It has dried up, and the horror of the breath that can be emitted is even stronger than bones and demon heads, and even gives people a kind of mystery. The feeling caused all the blood stream cultivators to breathe shortly.
Bai Xiaochun was as shocked as he looked at the fourth phantom. This was actually... a sword!
A blood-colored sword, on the sword sits a scarlet villain cross-legged. This villain has no hair. Although it is only the size of a palm, it has infinite evil spirits. It directly overwhelms the other three phantoms and rises into the sky, like four shadows. First!
"The corpse peak does not melt bones, the nameless peak thousand-faced demon, the Shaozefeng totem cloth, the blood ancestor sword of the middle peak... This is the peak of my blood stream sect, and what they suppress... is the blood eye pupil, my blood stream sect One of the bottom line!
Blood sacrifice! "Ancestor Hanyan flicked his big sleeve on his right hand, and immediately the pupils of the bloody eyes in the sky widened suddenly, faintly, a fifth phantom appeared inside!
This is obviously guarded by the four things outside the pupil and hidden in the pupil. Bai Xiaochun's breath is short of breath. When he looks at it with widened eyes, he gradually sees that the phantom in the pupil is actually a...
scarecrow!
This scarecrow is very weird. It holds a human skin in one hand and a steel scale in the other. It has a wicked smile at the corner of its mouth, as if mocking... Just staring at the scarecrow for a moment, Bai Xiaochun's mind roared, and the smile of this scarecrow was all in his mind, as if to occupy all of his mind.
But soon, the qi of heaven in Bai Xiaochun's body suddenly spread, and instantly dispelled the scarecrow figure in this mind. When the whole popularity recovered panting, he saw the real person in front of Dr. Yan Yan, with a slightly admiring look.
Looking at the other eight people, they were all tranced at different levels. Xuemei was the second to wake up, and then Song Que, the others also defeated the illusion in their minds, and awakened one after another.
"These are just part of the foundation of my Blood Stream Sect. Now... everyone's blood is released. Wait for the nine people to refine the energy and transform the blood to assist the old man in awakening... not the bones!"
"Just wake up without melting the bones and ignore the other three spirits. They will gradually wake up on their own. When they all wake up, they will sacrifice their blood, and they can go to the bleeding eye to seal the world!" The words of the ancestor of Hanyan spread, and immediately the blood stream sect. Inside, countless cultivators, below the pill formation realm, all their cultivation bases are in operation.
Foundation building monks, inner disciples, outer disciples, the cultivation base of hundreds of thousands of people turned, the blood gas spread, and immediately formed countless blood mists, which rose into the air, went straight to the nine blood stands, and quickly merged into them.
Almost at the moment when the bloody altar melted the blood, Bai Xiaochun, sitting on the fifth blood altar, immediately shook his whole body. The rich blood erupted directly from the blood altar, rushing toward him, and following him. Sweat pores all over his body, crazily penetrated into it.
Bai Xiaochun couldn’t help thinking too much. He immediately operated the Immortal Longevity Power in his body. After sucking these blood qi into his body, he glanced at several other people and found that the same was true of Xuemei Song Que and others. As a refining tool, use the secret method of the Blood Stream Sect to turn these blood qi into blood.
Xuemei was the first to succeed. A drop of blood floated from its heavenly spirit, instead of flying, but floating above his head, followed by Song Que... Bai Xiaochun hurried to learn, and according to his method of extracting immortal blood, he also kept the blood in his body. , Turned into a drop of blood, floating above the head when flying out of the sky.
Soon, the nine of them kept condensing blood. Time passed, and the blood on each person's head grew more and more, until after a stick of incense, Xuemei's eyes suddenly opened, and the blood on her head had condensed into the size of a fist. , Flew straight out and went straight to the ancestor of Hanyan.
The ancestor of Drought Yan swept his eyes, and after nodding slightly, the fist-sized blood immediately rose up and turned into a bloody rainbow, and went straight to the bones in the bloody eyes. The moment approached, it merged into its bones, making this The body that didn't melt bone trembled at this moment, and a burst of vitality was emerging.
"Eight drops are needed!" Han Yan said lightly.
At the same time, a large amount of blood still rushed to the nine blood-colored altars, Bai Xiaochun's expression was solemn, but at this moment, his heart moved slightly.
"So much vitality, that... Shall I keep some?" (To be continued.)