The 'Seven-Colored Venerable' thoughts and then said, "Three, you have little face, but have you ever thought that if we betray the Blood Cult, even if we don't die at this time, we will definitely die in the future."

At this time, the "Seven Colors Venerable" sighed. It turned out that he was just for the sake of future considerations.

The Blood Sect definitely not only came the eight cave masters and several people from Fakong, but also a very large organization.

And how huge this organization is, in fact, I don’t know how big it is.

He only knew that a few years ago, a young man who claimed to be the leader of the Blood Cult found him and told him about the great relationship.

Of course, some things are useless to just say. The young man defeated him, who was at the eighth level of the Lingyuan Realm in just one move. He also told him a lot about the Eight Desolate Land.

He said that the Ming Dynasty was still too small, not a talented person, and should stay. If he was born in the eight wilderness land with the ability of the "Seven Colors Venerables", his future would be limitless.

He can be the backer of the "Seven Colors Venerables" in the Eight Desolates, but the "Seven Colors Venerables" must help him take over this Central Plains.

At that time, the "Seven Colors Venerables" naturally said that since the Central Plains restricted the development of warriors, why did they still take over this place?

The young man who claimed to be the leader said, "Although there are no masters in the Central Plains martial arts world, it does not mean that there are no geniuses or geniuses. Such a person will be promoted and taken to the Eight Desolations. In this way, the Blood Cult will have a steady stream of talents, and it will not be difficult to dominate the entire Eight Desolations in the future."

The ‘Seven-Colored Venerables’ felt that it made some sense when he heard this, so he secretly joined the Blood Sect.

However, the so-called young master of the sect, the "Seven Colors Venerables" had never even seen his face.

But after the young man left, the two sides still had contacts, and people often sent letters to the Seven Color Hell. The Seven Color Hell became the eyeliner of the Blood Cult in the Ming Dynasty, and gradually eroded the Central Plains martial arts according to the plan of the Blood Cult.

However, the "Seven Colors Venerable" did not succeed. He originally thought that he had defeated Abbot Xuankong and won the throne of the leader of the martial arts world, so no one in the Central Plains martial arts world would dare to say anything. At that time, he would unify the world and compete with the court. Then the plan of the Blood Cult will be completed.

But unexpectedly, in Shaolin's battle, he was seriously injured and after he recovered from his injuries, he hit the Legend Realm, which was delayed. Then Ye Xiuwen rose up and fought against masters in the Legend Realm.

At that time, although the "Seven Colors Venerables" was not on the scene, judging from the information obtained in the information, King Qingyang and his group could already fight against the warriors in the legendary realm.

So he thought about it and felt that his legendary realm might not have enough ability, so he reported this situation to the Blood Cult.

Then, Fakong appeared, and Fakong appeared in the capital, in fact, to inquire about Ye Xiuwen. But after searching, he found out that during the battle in the capital, a master of the second level of the legendary realm actually appeared.

In this way, let alone he and the "Seven Colors Venerables" challenged the Qingyang King alone, even if the two of them joined forces, they might not be the opponent of the Qingyang King and his group. So the master of the seventy-two caves came.

But those who came were not very powerful masters. Because the eight wilderness land had six gates strictly controlled, it was not allowed to enter the Central Plains by warriors from the eight wilderness land. Therefore, the lower the realm, the less attention the warriors were.

But I didn't expect that it was useless for a warrior with a low level to come to the Eight Desolations. This was a huge irony. And everyone was dead, what should he do?

"Brother, I can only take care of the situation before me. Now I have surrendered at least now, there is no need to die. Let's talk about what happened next?" At this moment, "Bai Xiaosheng" advised again.

"Hahahahahahahaha! Apprentice? I feel so happy with your punch? Let's come again, hahahahaha!"

At this moment, the Qi Sha who was not afraid of death turned into a fire and flew back.

Ye Xiuwen was helpless. This old madman was never afraid of death. He was indomitable. He really had no choice but to do anything to him.

However, at this moment, Zhuque flew over and said, "Xuwen, give him to me, I have a lot to ask him."

"kindness!"

Ye Xiuwen responded, and the Vermilion Bird flew away and met the Qiks and stopped Qiks. At the same time, Ye Xiuwen said to the "Seven-Color Venerable" and "Bai Xiaosheng": "Have you agreed?"

"this,......"

The ‘Seven Colors Venerable’ was still a little hesitant at this time, but the ‘Bai Xiaosheng’ hurriedly said: “Prince, I am willing to surrender to the Seven Colors Hell, but I am still a little worried. Once the Blood Sect blames you…….”

"Hmph, aren't those eight people from the Blood Cult?"

Ye Xiuwen sneered and pointed at the corpse under everyone's feet.

At this time, "Bai Xiaosheng" also knew that since the Qingyang King had killed someone, he was not afraid of offending the Blood Cult. It was just that the key to the matter was not these people at all.

So 'Bai Xiaosheng' bowed and reminded: "Your Majesty, I'm not sure about it. These people are just people from the bottom of the Blood Cult in Jinan City. We have never even seen the true Blood Cult masters."

"A master of Yuanzun's realm? Humph!..."

Ye Xiuwen snorted coldly, "Seven Colors Venerables" and "Bai Xiaosheng" were all stunned, because they had indeed heard of the Yuanzun Realm, and the legendary realm was beyond the legendary realm. But they didn't know who they were.

"Has the prince ever seen a master in the Yuanzun realm?" The 'Seven-Colored Venerable' said in surprise.

"There is no such thing, but the legendary warriors at the seventh level and eighth level, I said I have killed some of them..."

"puff!"

Before Ye Xiuwen could finish his words, "Seven-Color Venerables" and "Bai Xiaosheng" vomited blood at the same time. He thought to himself: Fortunately, he didn't struggle just now, because it is said that all the warriors at the seventh level and eighth level had been killed, so there were not many levels between the Yuanzun realm.

"The prince's martial arts are so great, I admire him very much. I hope that only the prince's leader will follow him!"

At this moment, the "Seven Colors Venerable" and "Bai Xiaosheng" knelt on one knee to worship Ye Xiuwen.

"Hahahaha! Okay, go to the capital with me and stay there. I'll take you to the Eight Desertlands, hahaha, I think I prefer that kind of place."

Ye Xiuwen was laughing loudly at this time.

"Seven Colors Venerables" and "Bai Xiaosheng", when they heard this laughter, they were speechless in their hearts and thought to themselves: This King Qingyang is just a brain disease.
Chapter completed!