At the bend of the river, ice floes sometimes collided with the shore, leaving deep or shallow traces. An earth-yellow tent stood beside it, and the surrounding mud and water were blood-black, as if the blood had accumulated year after year. ,
Ever since the people from Shura Temple moved into the Yellow Tent, the place has been filled with killings and bloodshed. The strong men on the grassland subconsciously did not want to get close, so they vacated a large area around them.
Meng Qi was wearing a brocade robe and a wooden hairpin tied into a bun. His eyes showed the vicissitudes of life, and he was indescribably mature and carefree. However, his face was pale and concealed madness, as if he would go crazy at any time. He walked slowly towards the yellow tent with his hands behind his hands.
please. As soon as the two enlightened disciples of Shura Temple guarding the door made eye contact with Meng Qi, they felt their spirits tremble, as if the great Asura Mengnan was facing him, letting him in without any obstruction or report.
Meng Qi stretched forward his left hand and opened the tent. Before entering, he smiled calmly and said: Shama, your disciple is still too young.
No matter how mature he is, he can't stop the extremely evil thoughts from frightening him. The sound is as dull as a drum, coming from the person sitting at the top. He has a high nose and wide eyes, with blue eyes and brown hair. He is a typical Westerner. His facial features are as sharp as a knife, but His hands are twice the size of ordinary people, and they seem to be able to crush other people's heads. His whole body is filled with the aura of killing blood evil. He is practicing the law of Rahu, Asura King Shamahuo, and the world often calls him Rahu.
Behind Luo Hu stood two disciples, both in their twenties. One was tall and straight, with strong features and bloodthirsty eyes. The other was eight feet tall, with strong muscles, covered in black fur that looked like a cassock but not a cassock, and had violent eyes. , full of the feeling of getting angry anytime and anywhere, just like Lou Jia, a disciple of Shura Temple whom Meng Qi knew, who practiced the wrathful aspect. Several years have passed, and he, who was originally in a higher realm than Meng Qi, has not yet reached the first level of the ladder.
There is also a person sitting in the tent, who is described as old and wearing a bloody robe. The white hair on his head was thick and weird, like thin snakes.
Wan Chong You also smiled slightly at Meng Qi, as if he had returned to his own hall, asked questions casually, and found a place to sit down, calm and leisurely.
This old man is the liaison envoy sent by the Blood Sea Rakshasa, Venerable Wan Zhong.
You can come, but I can't. Venerable Wan Zhong snorted coldly. He was older and had higher seniority, and he never liked the posturing juniors like the Extremely Evil Demon.
Behind him stood two Blood Clothes Sect disciples. They are all men, with red robes and crazy eyes. They only have fear of the strong and no other humanity. One has a thick bloodline that is visible to the naked eye, and the other has rows of baby heads hanging on his waist.
Luo Hu did not introduce Lou Jia and others behind him, and there was no need to introduce them. There were all grandmasters present, but they had never seen the exterior scene where they had not even climbed the first level of the ladder. He knocked on the table in front of him with his huge palm and said solemnly: "It's extremely evil." There is an old saying in your Central Plains that you should go to the Three Treasures Palace for everything. We also have a saying in the Western Regions that we would rather fight with a straightforward person than drink with a distracted person. Just say anything.
Meng Qi slowly turned over the upside-down bronze wine cup in front of him, took the wine bag himself, and poured a full cup. He put it in his mouth without tasting it. He narrowed his eyes slightly and moved his nose lightly, savoring the aroma of the wine.
After doing all this, Meng Qi looked up at Luo Hu and pointed at the man with strong features and a tall figure: This is your direct disciple.
At the current state, Meng Qi can roughly judge the opponent's Dharma by sensing abnormalities in the direction of the blood veins and some characteristics of the acupoints. That person is obviously also the Dharma of Rahu.
Yes, I was just promoted to location. Rahu was a little impatient.
This is the flaw of Shura Temple's skills, which brings rage, irritability, bloodthirsty and desire for battle. Whether they can restrain and control them will largely determine their achievements.
It was the little Luohu and Meng Qi who had been ranked in the top three before, but Meng Qi still didn't get to the point.
Xiao Luohu's eyes did not change, but his posture seemed to become more upright, showing a bit of pride, and Lou Jia next to him seemed to be getting more and more irritable and angry.
The two disciples behind the Venerable Wanchong looked at Luo Hu with hidden intentions of comparison.
There are so many people in the top three that I can’t even count them. What do you want to do? Luohu said straightforwardly. It’s extremely evil. You came here for the previous battle.
It turns out that you, Wan Chong, came here for this matter too. Meng Qi did not answer Luo Hu, but turned to look at Lord Wan Chong with an expression that was half-smiling but not smiling.
Venerable Wan Zhong said in a solemn voice: No.
Luo Hu, who was at the head, became more and more impatient. He felt that talking to the extremely evil demon was like hitting cotton with a punch. He missed the point and was indescribably uncomfortable.
However, in a short period of time, Meng Qi was able to grasp the emotional changes in the yellow tent and use this to practice the Yuan Xin Seal.
Until then, he Shi Shiran replied: Of course, I just want to ask you two how you feel, so as to save the time of going to the Qingzhang area.
What feelings can you feel now that the Great Khan has defeated Lu Da and Chonghe, other feelings are not important. The wrinkles on Venerable Wanchong's face opened one after another, and he smiled extremely ferociously.
Luohu didn't answer and asked: It's extremely evil, how do you feel
Lu Da and Chong He unknowingly broke through the obstacles and were promoted to Earth Immortals. The Great Khan was afraid that he would not be able to sweep across the Central Plains, but together we were enough to deal with Kong Wenhe Qi and others. The outcome was still clear, so there was no need to worry. Meng Qi looked confident. When the time comes, every mountain gate will be broken, each power will be subverted, and the world's trend will be rewritten. As long as he follows the Khan, he will surely gain great benefits.
There seemed to be no problem with his words, but Xiao Luohu and Lou Jia frowned slightly when they heard it. As long as they followed the Khan
Suddenly, the sound of bells and chanting came from outside. It was misty, ethereal and sacred. The tent was then opened. A pair of dust-free white boots first came into view of Luo Hu and others, and then a picture of Yi Xiyi appeared. With her exquisite face, she has an airy and refined temperament, a faint smile on her lips, and seemingly invisible white lotus flowers falling all over her body, revealing a bit of wisdom in her holiness.
Behind her was a skinny old man with a majestic aura, holding a green lantern in his hand. The light was as bright as a bean and did not move at all. The dim yellow light fell on the white skirt, bringing out the warmth of hometown and the nobility of mother.
The eyes of Xiao Luohuloujia and the two disciples of the Blood Clothes Sect were attracted to her, and they stared at her intently, as if they had just walked out of the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, and met the flawless fairy in their hearts.
Gu Xiaosang and Meng Qi's heart skipped a beat, and then returned to normal. He had just replaced the extremely evil demon, and he met acquaintances one after another. Isn't this guy Gu Xiaosang
Gu Xiaosang moved lightly, looking around with a smile but not a smile: I came to visit at night and asked King Asura to forgive me.
While she was talking, she found a seat and sat down. Xiao Luohu and others followed her with their eyes, as if they couldn't take their eyes away.
This is the Daluo Saint who is said to have an unparalleled appearance.
It’s really well-deserved. Being famous is not as good as meeting you.
Even Lord Wanchong and Luo Hu couldn't help but look at him a few more times, until the lantern god cast his emotionless gaze.
He looked at the lantern god who was ranked sixty-sixth on the earth list and stood respectfully beside Gu Xiaosang without sitting down. He looked at the coveted and fearful expressions of Master Wanchong and Luo Hu, and looked at the admiration of Little Luohu and Loujia. With his longing gaze, Meng Qi suddenly felt a subtle feeling, as if he had never really looked at Gu Xiaosang.
Her status in Luo Jiao is so high that the Grand Master can stand there without any complaints.
The holiness and nobility she shows now are different from the weird, moody and moody person in front of her. Which one is the real her
Speaking of which, I have never seen how she behaves in front of others.
Gu Xiaosang looked at Luo Hu with a smile: The seniors were discussing the previous battle.
Yes, Lu Da and Chong He's sudden promotion to Grandmaster will inevitably make people uneasy. Meng Qi took the initiative to chat to see if he could get out any important information.
The smile on Gu Xiaosang's face remained unchanged: It was indeed unexpected, but many things are irreversible. Several seniors thought it was true.
Luo Hu and Meng Qi both frowned slightly, not knowing what she meant. Only Venerable Wan Zhong had some emotional ups and downs, then calmed down and said with a hoarse smile: Of course, the strength of the Great Khan has been fully demonstrated, and I, the Blood Clothes Sect, will definitely participate in this grand event.
Hey, the Blood Sea Rakshasa hasn't even spoken yet, have you made a promise or is it that the Blood Clothes Cult has already made up its mind? Meng Qi suddenly felt confused.
Gu Xiaosang's eyes moved with clear eyes, and then he said: Gao Lan has ambitions behind the law. He tried to hook up the Khan to go south. He took action at the critical moment and killed one of Chong He and Lu Da, and then turned against him and joined forces. The remaining one expelled the Great Khan to balance the strength of the family and the sect. As a result, now that the three of them have broken through, he can no longer play a decisive role, and the plan has completely failed.
The news she revealed was quite shocking, making both Luo Hu and Lord Wan Zhong a little stunned, and asked in unison:
Gao Lan took refuge in the grassland
One is happy and the other is worried.
The little girl spoke lies and lies, cheating people to death without paying for their lives. The Human Emperor Sword didn't even mention it. Meng Qi looked at Gu Xiaosang's white and holy face and cursed inwardly.
She actually told this kind of thing openly without worrying about leaking the secret at all.
Now he is riding a tiger with difficulty. Gu Xiaosang smiled lightly. In order to prove his sincerity, he attracted many forces to form an alliance with the grassland, such as the Peking Cao family. Now that they saw the power of the Great Khan, they have abandoned him and completely surrendered to the Great Khan's feet. This is Cao's certificate of surrender.
She took out a head, with long hair disheveled, a handsome face, wide eyes, full of disbelief, and blood was still flowing, dripping down Gu Xiaosang's hand.
Cao Xianzhi Qingyuan Miao Dao Zhenjun Cao Xianzhi Meng Qi's heart suddenly contracted and almost lost control
Cao Xianzhi died unexpectedly
He who was pregnant and became a grandmaster was actually killed
With his premonition of danger, Cao Xianzhi should not have no reaction even if someone close to him takes action.
He is so tyrannical, even if several masters of the Cao family attack together, even if they use magic weapons, he still has a chance to escape.
Gu Xiaosang's face was as white as a jade, with a light smile. She held a ferocious head in front of her with eyes closed. The two contrasting aspects gave her a kind of enchanting charm.
Beautiful as jade, chatting and laughing, killing people, the witch is a real witch. . .