"This guy is really sleek."

Seeing that there was no news from Long Huairen's plan, Qin Cheng shook his head and changed the topic.

"You said I was at 99 and it was too low. How many names do you think I was in Tianbaolou?"

"We Tianbao Tower estimate that Fellow Daoist Cheng is ranked around 75th."

Although it is only more than 20 places, it is already more than one-quarter of the genius, and the difference in strength is still very big.

"Sect Master, someone stood outside the sect and said he wanted to submit a bloody post to the sect master, and called this post for the sect master to personally release it."

As he was talking, an elder suddenly flew over to report, his expression a little solemn.

"Let him in."

Qin Cheng frowned. Sure enough, for the sake of Jin Ling, someone started to be unable to sit still.

Long Huairenze's eyes lit up on the side and he stood behind Qin Cheng.

Soon, a black-haired man walked quickly with two elders.

He came to Qin Cheng and presented a blood-colored invitation to Qin Cheng.

Silence from beginning to end, without saying a word.

Qin Cheng looked at the invitation.

The blood was not big, the whole body was red, and it was soaked with blood, extremely red.

Blood beads rolled on them endlessly, extremely strange.

When in a distance, the bloody mouth exuded a pungent smell of blood, which spread within three miles.

After taking this item, Qincheng opened it.

I saw these blood beads rolling, gathering into a bloody eyeball in the blood.

The eyes turned, looked at Qin Cheng for a moment, then dispersed again, turning into a string of words.

"You can only hand over the golden order to my Eighteen Evil Kings within three days, otherwise you will destroy the entire Zhengqi Sect!"

The lines of characters are extremely domineering, as if they are with swords.

"In three days, hand in hand and destroy the entire sect. It's so arrogant!"

After reading the text, Qin Cheng sneered.

When the fire appeared, the blood thread instantly burned to ashes.

"Ancestor, I know that these eighteen evil kings are an alliance of demon cultivators from the Demon Realm Mountains. They do evil on weekdays, but they didn't expect to be so arrogant and dare to find our Zhengqi Sect."

The elder on the side looked angry when he saw the words.

"What kind of cultivation are these eighteen people?"

Qin Cheng turned his head and did not look at the elder of the sect, but Long Huairen.

"One of the Thirteen Tribulation Realm declines, and five tribulation Realm early stages." Long Huairen said as soon as he pondered.

"The one in the lead is said to have reached the peak of the tribulation realm, and should not be underestimated."

"It should not be underestimated."

Qin Cheng sneered.

"ah!"

Just as I was about to say something, suddenly.

The man who sent the invitation screamed and then fell to the ground in pain, his whole body twisting, and a stream of blood spread out from him.

And his body was full of spiritual energy. After shaking his clothes, he could see his scars all over his body, as if he had suffered tragic torture before.

"This bloody smell is poisonous."

The fishy smell was emitted, and the elders around them all dissipated their spiritual energy, covering their mouths and noses quickly retreated.

After a few breaths, the man had no time to investigate and directly turned into blood and evaporated.

call out!

Qin Cheng's expression changed slightly and he suddenly jumped up.

"Oops."

These elders also reacted, their faces changed drastically, and they suddenly followed.

As the man came, many monks were stumbled around and wailed in pain.

Some of them also had blood sprays on their mouth and nose, and kept rolling.


Chapter completed!