Chapter 2020

brush!

The blood-clothed Venerable who severely wounded Xiao Yi with a palm retreated. Her speed was so fast that it seemed as if she had not moved at the same place, but two afterimages overlapped one after the other.

"With this little strength, you want to show off, but you don't care about your own worth?" the blood-clothed venerable said with a faint smile.

All the talented people in the Eastern Wasteland were stunned. Many of them looked at the blood-clothed venerable with fear in their eyes.

Although Xiao Yi has not mastered the rules of the Great Dao, he is still at the pinnacle among the Semi-Saints of the Purple Yuan Realm, and has achieved many impressive achievements during this period.

He was seriously injured with just one move. How terrifying is the strength of this blood-clothed venerable?

Wang Ziyue and Chen Zhong took a breath of cold air, and the faces of the other monks in the Holy Land also became quite ugly.

Zhao Tianyu hasn't taken action yet, she is just a subordinate, and she is still a subordinate who has not mastered the rules of the road.

Lin Yun was thoughtful and felt that the blood-clothed venerable was indeed a bit too strong.

It's so powerful, it's almost comparable to a Zi Yuan realm half-saint who masters the rules of the great road.

The bloody enchantress blooming under her feet may have another mystery. Xiao Yi was already hit the first time he took action.

The blood-clothed venerable smiled charmingly and said: "With this little strength? Are all Donghuang such wastes? If this is the case, when Qinglongce really comes, Donghuang will probably be vulnerable."

"No matter how vulnerable I am, I am still stronger than your Blood Moon Demon Sect. You have been hiding for several years and only recently dared to show up during the chaos."

A cold voice came out.

Lin Yun turned around and saw that the person speaking was actually Bai Qingyu. This girl was quite courageous.

The blood-clothed venerable looked up, was startled for a moment, and then said with a smile: "The times have changed. I, the Blood Moon God Sect, will surely sweep across Kunlun, and in this coming prosperous age, we will spread the holy fire all over the world!"

"What kind of divine religion is this? It's just a group of demons who teach demons." Bai Qingyu glared. She was very strong and even wanted to rush out and fight with her opponent.

Bai Qingyu's talent and cultivation are not weak. She possesses the innate Holy Yin Body. After receiving the guidance of Xiao Bingfeng during her trip to the Valley of Ten Thousand Tombs, her strength has been completely transformed.

The most important thing is that she has experienced life and death, and her state of mind has undergone a qualitative change.

With vigor and edge, she is no longer the ignorant young lady she was before.

In terms of potential, even Baiyunfeng may not be able to compare with her.

However, Bai Yunfeng held her back and did not allow her to go out to fight, secretly shaking his head.

Everyone can see that the Blood Moon God Sect is coming with force and is well prepared, and whoever dares to step forward at this time will be in trouble.

Unless someone who masters the rules of the great road takes action, it is difficult for other Purple Yuan Realm Half-Saints to be a match for the Blood-clothed Venerable.

As for the Ziyuan Half-Saint who masters the rules of the avenue, once he takes action, he will be immediately targeted by Zhao Tianyu and will fall into great passivity.

In addition, the Blood Moon Demon Sect has also hijacked some monks from the outside world. Their eyes are hot and they stare at the Golden Lotus Fire Tree with greedy expressions.

This group of monks from the outside world are happy to see the six holy places in ruins.

Lin Yun stared at the Blood-clothed Venerable, wondering whether he should teach the Blood-clothed Venerable how to behave.

He has fought against this woman before, and now that his strength has greatly improved, he can be said to be full of confidence when fighting against her again.

But at this moment, a voice came over.

"Venerable Blood-clothed Lord, do you really think that no one in the Eastern Wasteland Holy Land can deal with you?"

I saw Mr. Wushuang of Shinto Pavilion standing up. He was tall and elegant, and he walked out proudly from the crowd.

Mr. Wushuang is from the Kagura family, and his talents are far beyond those of ordinary people. His cultivation has now reached the level of half-saint in the Purple Yuan Realm.

The whole body is exuding purple holy light, floating over, and the body is filled with the aura of being out of the dust.

Seeing Mr. Wushuang stand up, everyone in the Six Holy Lands' eyes lit up, how could they have forgotten him.

Young Master Wushuang can be called the light of the Eastern Wasteland. Except for his defeat to Ye Ye Qingtian, his record is brilliant and dazzling.

Now that he has been promoted to the Half Saint of the Purple Yuan Realm, he has reached the sky in one step, and his strength has grown by leaps and bounds.

Many people speculate that he will master the rules of the avenue before Qinglongce comes and truly stand on the top of the Eastern Wasteland.

"Master Wushuang has taken action! Now someone can finally weaken their spirit."

"If Mr. Wushuang can win this battle, he will completely defeat Ye Qingtian, and no one will dare to question him anymore."

"Master Wushuang can take action and teach this witch a lesson."

At this moment, Master Wushuang not only represents the Shinto Pavilion, he is equivalent to representing Donghuang in the battle, and everyone is in extremely high spirits.

Who said there is no one in the Eastern Wasteland?

Young Master Wushuang is enough to frighten the Blood Moon Demon.

The blood-clothed venerable licked his lips and said with a smile: "Not bad, much better than that trash just now."

She may seem crazy, but in fact she has a very delicate mind and has no intention of looking down on Mr. Wushuang.

Master Wushuang looked indifferent and said calmly: "Don't say that there is no one in the Eastern Wasteland, I will give you three moves!"

"Hahaha, okay!"

The blood-clothed venerable laughed loudly and was not polite at all. Her pupils shrank sharply, and strange blood flames ignited in the depths of her eyes.

In an instant, the bloody light directly dyed the empty ancient cave red, and even the golden lotus fire tree kept trembling.

Whoosh!

The blood-clothed venerable was extremely fast, turning into a streak of blood and rushing towards Master Wushuang, and touched his chest as soon as he raised his hand.

So fast!

Young Master Wushuang turned pale with fright, the pores all over his body stood up, and he quickly dodged away.

He felt that if he were any slower, his heart would be ripped out.

His face changed drastically, knowing that he had underestimated the enemy.

Swish, swish, swish!

After three moves, Master Wushuang's situation became extremely unfavorable.

Not only was the opportunity lost, but there were also a few bloodstains on his body, so he quickly took action.

"Flying Nine Dragons!"

Mr. Wushuang took out the bamboo flute and put it to his mouth. As the music played, nine dragon shadows flew up behind him.

boom!

Long Wei roared and pushed back all the blood. He finally regained some of his disadvantage.

At the same time, powerful holy energy surged out of Mr. Wushuang's body, releasing pure golden light, which was his family's inherited technique, the Flying Heaven and Ascension Dragon Technique.

With the blessing of the Shenglong Jue, each of the nine dragon shadows skyrocketed to a size of a hundred feet, releasing terrifying dragon power.

The ancient aura lingered on the dragon shadows, and as the tune rose and fell, they burst out with tyrannical and domineering pressure.

"Something."

The blood-clothed venerable's eyes were excited, and vine tentacles appeared in her body, slapping on Long Ying's body, making a shocking noise.

The two fought fiercely, and the remaining power of the holy energy swept out. Everyone watching the battle took action to smash these aftermaths.

After ten moves, the body of the blood-clothed venerable merged with the blood-flame enchantress, and hundreds of tentacles condensed into a huge vine whip.

Bang!

When the whip was struck, the nine dragon shadows all let out pitiful wails and sank at the same time.

Phew!

Mr. Wushuang spit out blood, the tune he played suddenly stopped, and his momentum suddenly dropped sharply.

"How is that possible?" Master Wushuang looked up, his eyes full of disbelief.

"Haha, with such strength, you still dare to ask me to do three moves. It's really funny. Just watch!"

The blood-clothed venerable laughed. She wanted to beat up the drowned dog, so she rushed over.

Bang bang bang!

The two exchanged three moves in a row. Master Wushuang would vomit blood and take several steps back even if he didn't receive a single palm from the opponent.

After three moves, his body directly hit the wall of the grotto. He grimaced in pain, and even the Shenglong Jue briefly lost control.

"receive!"

The blood-clothed venerable took this opportunity, opened his mouth fiercely, and boom, an extremely terrifying scene appeared.

Strange flowers like the Blood Flame Enchantress rushed out of her body, and the petals opened like the giant mouth of a monster.

boom!

Like a piranha, the Blood Flame Enchantress forcefully swallowed the nine dragon shadows, then kept chewing the petals, and finally gathered them together.

The nine dragon shadows were directly swallowed by her.

“It’s so delicious!”
To be continued...