Xiao Qiye opened his eyes, and the somewhat dim light made it a little difficult for his eyes.
Unknowingly, it was already night time. Xiao Qiye was immersed in transforming the demon blood, and suddenly several hours had pa*sed.
His eyes quickly adjusted to the light and he looked at the seated master, or should I say, the dao leader or master.
The blood that had begun to transform within his body had a stirring feeling, and when he looked at that figure, Xiao Qiye had an indescribable feeling of submission.
Because of Qing Yu’s guidance and the influence of his own qualifications, Xiao Qiye had made rapid progress with that Body Refining Demon Technique and was now primed to show the effectiveness of his bloodline.
“Master ——”
Xiao Qiye unconsciously half-kneeled on the ground and said respectfully.
“How does it feel?” Qing Yu asked.
“Very good, better than ever, my apprentice feels filled with power now.”
“The transformation seems to have been successful,” Qing Yu instructed, “You should first suspend your affairs and concentrate on transforming your demon body. Within the Villa, let the sword masters supervise. After you have transformed completely, the disciples within the mountain villa will be incorporated into the devil’s blood by you.”
The Holy Devil’s Blood hadn’t fallen so low and could be obtained by anyone. After Xiao Qiye had completely transformed his demon body, I think there should be disciples who were purely skilled in sword cultivation, so he would be the one to bestow the demon blood at that time.
“Yes.”
Xiao Qiye nodded his head in response and slowly withdrew.
“This feeling of transforming a being, is it creation?”
Under the dim shadow of the lamp, Qing Yu’s eyes were a little bewildered, seemingly a little curious about the latest idea.
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On the shores of the East China Sea, the fierce wind drummed up the angry waves, but a page of flat boat was on the waves hard against the fierce wind, forcing its way to the shore against the angry waves.
The waves were raging, but the flat boat was like a sword, carving through the waves and going forward, leaving a long, narrow knife mark on top of the fierce wind and angry waves.
“Thud…”
The canoe skidded along the beach for several feet, and an old man and a young man took their steps and stepped on the sand.
“The Middle Kingdom, at last.” The young man, who appeared to be just under thirty on the outside, looked at the sand under the addition and muttered.
“Young Islander, we escaped.” The old man, who appeared to be of the subordinate stream, shouted in surprise at the young man.
“Yes, we escaped, but it is a pity that father and the others did not. ——”
“Whale Stream Island, just you and I are left.”
The Whale Stream Island was a great power overseas, and the island master, Liang Tianhai, was a Tong Shen realm powerhouse, and had no rivals across the East Sea.
Unfortunately, as the Eastern Empire is now eyeing the Central Plains, how can they allow other Chinese powers to exist overseas?
Even if many of the overseas people have lived overseas for three generations and have never been to the Middle Kingdom in their lives, the East will not spare them easily. The reason is that for the people of the East, there are only two kinds of people in the East China Sea at this time: their own people or dead people.
Those who do not submit to the East will be killed. Before they attacked the Central Plains, they wanted to clear out any obstacles that might exist overseas. The Whale Stream Island was one of the obstacles they had cleared. Even though Whale Stream Island had already decided to give up its overseas base and return to the Central Plains, the East still did not let go of any chance of survival.
Or rather, it was because the Whale Stream Island had decided to return to the Central Plains that the East had to kill them all. Otherwise, if another Tong Shen warrior is added to the Central Plains, won’t it be giving itself a hard time?
“Young Islander, what should we do now?” The old man asked.
“What should we do? Take revenge, of course.” The young island master sneered.
“But the East ——”
“Someone will help us.” The Young Island Master’s gaze turned to the darkness in the distance, where a dark blue figure slowly marched in, a pair of eerie heavy pupils flashing a sharp aura in the darkness, and locked eyes with the Young Island Master.
The young island lord of Whale Stream Island, Liang Buxing, took this name from the Destiny Altar’s Timeless Destiny Elder who had travelled overseas back in the day. This person’s seven kills sat on his fate, and was the star lord of the Seven Kills star, one of the Three Fatal Stars of the Killing Wolf long ago.
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In the land of the West, yellow sands filled the land, and suddenly a black deadly aura rose up, broke through the yellow sands and flew into the holy mountain surrounded by three Buddha statues.
“King Qin Guang of the Palace of the Underworld, seeking to see Brahma.”
The light of a sword like a bright mirror split the Buddha’s light outside that rotten temple and swaggered into this ancestral Buddhist temple.
“King Qin Guang of the Temple of the Underworld, how about the Cang Sheng Sect’s Nangong trick, what is your business here?”
Thunderbolts of lightning flashed and Indra flashed, causing Nangong Knuckle’s footsteps to stop in front of the Brahma Palace.
“The Cang Sheng Sect has withdrawn from the Western Region, and the only one who can come to the Western Region is King Qin Guang of the Palace of the Underworld,” Nangong Knit smiled gently and said, “Heavenly Lord Indra, isn’t an old friend welcome?”
“Old friends are naturally welcome,” Indra said coldly and stiffly, “and even want them to stay here for a long time. Nangong Zhi, Brahma still needs a child to accompany him, and the poor monk sees that you are just right.”
The golden pestle and mortar appeared in Indra’s hand with a heavy divine power, and the golden divine thunder roared.
Seeing Indra’s powerful aura burst out after holding the divine mortar and pestle, Nangong Knit said with some understanding, “Indeed, you have activated the divine weapon. Since that is the case, Indra, Auspicious Heaven should now need an extremely wide range of killing and destruction to help her refine the divine weapon, right?”
“Boom…”
The golden divine lightning blasted against the Sinful Mirror Ketu, and the bright mirror-like blade ejected the divine lightning, but the residual lightning energy still pulsed slightly on the blade.
Indra was even stronger than he had been in the past. At least the Nangong Knuckle that had fought him back then was not under as much pressure as it was now.
“What do you know?” There seemed to be thunder brewing between Indra’s brows, and his voice was like heavenly thunder, carrying a sense of shock and awe.
At the same time, Asura, clad in battle armour, marched with powerful footsteps, his fierce murderous intent pointed directly at Nangong Knuckle.
For the sake of what Nangong Knuckle knew, Indra, who had always been proud of himself, would not hesitate to ask others to help him, but would also try to ensure that Nangong Knuckle was taken down.
“I don’t know much, but I know quite a lot,” Nangong Kn said without panic, “The Cang Sheng Sect has been in the Western Region for a hundred years, and the four great clans have been rooted here for hundreds of years. Do you think that, after such a long time, we wouldn’t be able to probe into some secret matters of the PeaC*ck Dynasty? You should know that quite a few PeaC*ck relics have broken away from you and others and converted to my Cang Sheng Sect.”
“In that case, does Mak Cang Sheng know about it too?”
“That’s for sure,” Nangong Knuckles laughed, “no one can hide it from the sect master. Therefore, we still know a thing or two about the secrets of you and others. Take, for example, what the auspicious heavens need at this time ——”
“You guys want to wait until the final invasion before letting Auspicious Heaven refine the divine weapon, right? No need to wait so long, we will give you a chance. Shu Prefecture near the Western Region is now no longer the territory of the Great Qian, attack Shu Prefecture and destroy the Ten Thousand Poison Sect and the Lin Family. If not, we don’t mind joining hands with the Buddhists of the Central Plains and attacking the Western Region in a big way to exterminate you heretics.”
“What to do, think about it yourselves.”
As the deadly Qi flew up, Nangong Knuckle flew away, leaving only these threatening words still echoing in the air.
