The army of blood skeletons is approaching, the ancestor is out of seclusion, and Wandong is facing a thunderstorm that has never happened in ten thousand years... These events one after another have left the Mu family overwhelmed. Now that peace has finally returned, the faces of the Mu family showed a rare sense of relief. But no one would have thought that another wave of bigger storms was quickly approaching the Mu family!
Shura Land, the headquarters of the Blood Skull, is located at the western end of the Dao Sect World. It is an absolutely forbidden place for strangers to approach! Even the sun doesn't seem to shine here. It's shrouded in haze all day long, with evil winds and bloody demons soaring into the sky. It's daunting!
However, through the thick haze, it was a different scene. In the sky, a bloody sun hung high, emitting a red light that was as red as blood, covering the entire world in a strange and gorgeous blood color, as if it were an alien world.
If Wandong saw that bloody sun, he would definitely be surprised! The power released by that blood sun was not inferior to that of the Mu family's ancestral world, and it was enough to replace the Hao Sun that patrolled the sky.
Needless to say, this round of blood sun in Shura Land is definitely not an ordinary thing. Either it comes from ancient times, or it comes from Immortal Court!
At this time, under the bloody sun, there were crowds of people, including people in blood clothes and blood-skeleton monks. All the people sat cross-legged, looking up to the sky and taking a long breath from time to time. Wisps and streams of bloody air were sucked into their bodies. Everyone's face showed a look of intoxication.
And not far away, there is an extremely majestic palace, which is as tall as a thousand feet, standing like a gulf or a mountain, and it is extremely majestic. This palace seemed to be favored by the bloody sun. The bloody brilliance that fell on it almost formed a waterfall of light, which was very scary.
I don’t know who lives in this palace, let alone the blood-skeleton monks. Even the men in blood-clothed clothes who have lost their minds dare not approach here easily. Even if they take a look here, they will be frightened. Trembling, with fear on his face.
At this time, Chang Sibo was kneeling in the palace, his whole body was shaking like chaff, his face was covered with cold sweat, and his eyes were full of endless fear. How could he see a strong man in the Holy Soul Realm turning his hands? The demeanor of covering the clouds and making rain is nothing more than an ant!
Chang Sibo's face was always lowered to the ground, not daring to look up at all. In front of him was a long, straight staircase made of top-quality blood jade. It was so red that it made people's hearts tremble. It was like a river of blood that went straight into the sky. At the end of the blood river ladder, there is a throne also carved from blood jade. On top of the throne, there is a shadowy blood mist.
Even with Chang Sibo's eyesight, he could not penetrate the blood mist and see the scene behind the blood mist, but there was a soaring evil spirit gushing out, which was frightening and heartbreaking! In this blood mist, there must be an extremely terrifying existence beyond human imagination!
"Failed?"
After a moment of silence, a voice so cold that it could freeze one's blood suddenly came out from the blood mist.
As soon as this voice came out, Chang Sibo's expression suddenly changed drastically. His body, which was already very low, subconsciously moved closer to the ground. If a gap could be opened on the ground at this time, I believe Chang Sibo would Si Bo would definitely get in without hesitation.
"I... I am incompetent, please punish me!" Chang Sibo's voice trembled unbelievably, as if it had been blown by a strong wind.
"With your current level of cultivation, there should be no one in the Mu family who can rival you. In addition, you have the trump card of the Mu family girl in your hand. There is absolutely no reason to fail! Tell me, what happened to make you Returning in vain?"
Although the voice coming out of the blood mist was still bone-chilling, it obviously had no intention of immediately condemning Chang Sibo. Chang Sibo's heart, which was like duckweed following the waves, suddenly became much more settled. Wiping the cold sweat that had blinded his eyes, he said, "Your Majesty, my subordinate's failure this time did indeed lead to many accidents. The first was Mu Tiannan's cultivation. I thought I could win easily. But it turned out that Mu Tiannan’s cultivation level was also improving rapidly. Not only was I unable to do anything to him, but I was actually suppressed by him... "
"Oh? You have been practicing in the Blood God Realm for ten years, and you are still not the opponent of Mu Tiannan?" The voice coming out of the blood mist was slightly surprised.
Chang Sibo quickly said, "Exactly! Come to think of it, Mu Tiannan's experiences in the past ten years are by no means inferior to those of his subordinates."
"Hmph! How can the opportunities in the Dao Sect World compare to the Blood God Realm? From my point of view, it's because you didn't work hard enough and all my hard work was wasted."
"Yes! This subordinate is incompetent!"
"I, the Blood Skeleton, never leave incompetent people alive. You think you are incompetent, do you want me to kill you?"
"No... no, Lord, spare my life!" Upon hearing this, Chang Sibo's whole body trembled like an electric shock, and his face was three points whiter than the white paper.
"Go on!"
Chang Sibo took a long time to regain his composure, took a long breath, and continued, "Although Mu Tiannan's cultivation level exceeded my subordinate's estimate, it was not the final reason for my subordinate's failure. Subordinate Seventy percent of this failure is attributed to a boy named Wandong! This boy named Wandong is young, but he is full of evil, despicable, and scheming. He is even worse than me. More than that!”
Mentioning Wandong, Chang Sibo's teeth started to itch, and he just wanted to use all the dirtiest words in the world on him.
"The person who made you, Chang Sibo, come back in vain was actually a young boy?"
"My lord, please don't underestimate this kid. Not only is he sinister and vicious, but his cultivation level is also surprisingly high! Even if he is not as good as me, I'm afraid he is not far behind. The purple sword killers I brought this time have Nearly half of it was lost in his hands. His subordinates even suspected that his cultivation level has far exceeded the peak of the divine way and is infinitely close to the holy soul realm!"
"What are you talking about? A young boy whose cultivation has reached the Saint Soul Realm?" Chang Sibo's words finally caught the attention of the man in the blood mist, and his voice became obviously more serious.
Chang Sibo immediately said, "Yes! Otherwise, he would never have survived two heavy blows from his subordinates! My lord, even in the Immortal Court, there are few young geniuses who can compare with this boy." . My subordinates suspect that he must be hiding some big secret. If he can be caught and investigated further, it will definitely have a significant impact on my blood skull's cause!"
"Another young genius? Do you think this boy named Wandong and the boy who killed Shaoqing back then are the same person?"
"This..." Chang Sibo couldn't answer for a while.
"The second sect leader is right, they are basically the same person!" Just as Chang Sibo hesitated, a cold shout came from the void.
Chang Sibo subconsciously looked up and saw a crack suddenly opened in the void, and a stream of evil energy immediately spurted out from the crack. With Chang Sibo's cultivation level, he couldn't help but feel a... The biting chill in my thighs made me shiver several times.
The crack immediately grew larger, and a very tall figure stepped out in one step. This situation was almost the same as when Mu Zekun came out of the Mu family's ancestral world. Moreover, the majestic momentum emanating from this person was no less than that of Mu Zekun. Anyone with a bit of discernment can easily see that this person is probably another powerful existence that has surpassed the Holy Soul Realm.
And if Mu Yucheng were here, he would be even more surprised and shout out. This person is Ping Sihai, the head of the Ping family who led the Ping family to betray the Ninth Five Clan and take refuge with the Blood Skull! After being hidden for so long, Ping Sihai will reappear in this form. This news alone will surely shock the three major first-class families!
"Ping Sihai?" Chang Sibo obviously didn't like Ping Sihai very much, especially looking at his superior posture, he felt even more depressed. After all, he is also one of the elders of the Blood Skeleton. When did it become the turn of Ping Sihai, the head of a mere second-grade family, to be so arrogant
Chang Sibo shouted, but Ping Sihai ignored him and refused to even look at him. He directly looked at the blood mist on the throne and said loudly: "The one who appeared in the Mu family The young man named Wandong is Xu Yaoting who killed Wei Shaoqing and my son Yi Jian that day!"
That day, in order to force Ping Wanhao to retreat, Wandong deliberately wounded Ping Yijian without killing him. Ping Wanhao hurriedly rushed, and when he sent Ping Yijian to Ping Sihai for treatment, it was still a step too late. He only had one son, Ping Yijian, to level the world. This was like stabbing him hard in the heart.
Ping Sihai's arrogant attitude made Chang Sibo even more angry. For a moment, he forgot his fear. Huo De stood up, stared at Ping Sihai and angrily yelled, "You have been practicing in your ancestral realm of the Ping family, how do you know this?" It’s all based on conjecture, which is simply disrespectful to the Lord!”
"Hmph! How can you, a loser like you, predict my ability to conquer the world? Although I am in the ancestral realm, I have eyes and ears in all directions. Nothing can be hidden from my eyes!"
"You bastard! Who do you think is a waste!?"
Ping Sihai's words immediately angered Chang Sibo, who roared at Ping Sihai with his eyes wide open.
"You can't even deal with a mere member of the Mu family. You haven't made any achievements, but you have lost troops and generals. If you are not a waste, who is a waste?"
"You don't have eyes, I'll chop you with one palm!"
How could Chang Sibo endure such humiliation? He let out a sharp roar and struck out with his palm. A surge of palm power, like a tidal wave, immediately set off waves of earth-shattering roars, going straight to Ping Sihai's heart!
Chang Sibo was extremely angry and resentful. This was not only to teach Ping Sihai a lesson, but also to put him to death!
Ever since Daping Sihai took refuge with the Blood Skull, Chang Sibo had criticized him a lot. Now Ping Sihai has a faint tendency to overpower him. This makes Chang Sibo feel like a stick in his throat, and he has already reached the point where he cannot get rid of his displeasure. degree!
"Hmph... How dare the light of an insect compete with the bright moon?" Facing Chang Sibo's turbulent offensive, there was no look of surprise on Ping Sihai's face. Chang Sibo was so aggrieved that he almost went crazy. Ridicule and disdain. (To be continued)