On Lingyun Peak, there is a quiet forest of plum blossoms. There is a faint fragrance here and the scenery is beautiful. There is an elegant small building deep in the woods. Nie Xiaorou is living here.

Nie Xiaorou put her spiritual thoughts into the transmission tube in her hand and obtained the message inside the tube.

Her beautiful face became more and more solemn, and her beautiful eyes trembled a little as she circulated.

"Impossible! How could Lord Li be such a person..."

Nie Xiaorou shook the jade tube aside and held her forehead with her hands, feeling quite anxious.

Du Lin'er was pouring tea for Nie Xiaorou. Seeing that Nie Xiaorou was in a bad mood, she asked: "Gei Master Li? Did he be Sister Nie's benefactor?"

Nie Xiaorou lightly said, "The Lord of the Bloody Pavilion is only one person in the world, and he is his benefactor. Nie Xiaorou remembered the figure of Li Bumian and Wen Ruruyu, and said that she wanted to accept herself as her pampered sister. She really couldn't connect that adult with the devil mentioned in the jade tube.

"What was said in the jade tube?" Du Liner asked in surprise.

Nie Xiaorou opened her teeth lightly and wanted to say something, but she stopped talking. She smiled and seemed to have figured out something. She shook her head and said calmly: "Nothing, it's just some rumors."

...

In a secret passage inside the outer sect of Lingyun Sect, Shangguan Yun was discussing important matters with Bai Xiaosheng in the sect.

"You mean that the Lord of the Blood-Borrow Pavilion destroyed the Yinfeng Sect with one force, and the power of one punch formed a huge pit of thousands of miles, just to raise the reputation of the Blood-Borrow Pavilion and establish a sect?"

Shangguan Yun pressed his back against his chin with his hands on his chin, and his handsome eyes were filled with thoughts.

Bai Xiaosheng, with a sharp mouth and monkey cheek, frowned, sighed, and said earnestly: "Of course, how could there be any mistakes in the news about my Bai Xiaosheng? But because of my friendship, I can make an exception to tell you some secrets that only a few people know."

"Don't I know your trick?"

Shangguan Yun took out a hundred spirit stones from the storage bag and placed them on the table, pushing them towards Bai Xiaosheng.

Bai Xiaosheng nodded, thinking that Shangguan Yun was very good at it.

"Hehe, since it's Brother Yun's intention, Xiaosheng accepted it. I only heard that the Blood-torming Pavilion Master, with the only surname, Li, likes to wear a green-faced and fanged ghost mask, a white dress, and a talking crow pet. I know this, you can't tell anyone."

Shangguan Yun nodded and asked, "How long ago did this happen?"

"It's been nearly a month." Bai Xiaosheng replied casually.

Shangguan Yun frowned, said goodbye to Bai Xiaosheng, left the secret passage, came to the mission release office of Lingyun Sect, and found the disciple in charge.

"Can you help me check the records of Wu Ji, an outer disciple, who was released from the sect?" Shangguan Yun asked seriously.

The in charge of the affairs disciple was stunned, waved his hand quickly, and said, "No, this is a violation of the regulations."

Shangguan Yun took out his purple-shirt wooden token, and the disciple in charge immediately became honest and searched for Wu Ji's records.

After a while, the disciple in charge found the record and said, "Wu Ji left the sect three to seven days ago and returned half a month ago. He left the sect to carry out the task of extermination of Yinfeng's abandoned disciples. Why are you doing this?"

boom!

There was a buzzing sound in Shangguan Yun's mind, time was right, and the Yinfeng Sect abandoned disciples...

"nothing……"

Shangguan Yun looked a little dazed and returned to the mountain in the eastern part of the periphery with a lot of thought.

...

In an elegant little house, a blonde handsome man was drinking tea with a beautiful woman, who was Dongfang Legend and Yan Qingling.

"The Master of Blood-Borrowing Pavilion... It's really amazing. Follow Elder Wu, I don't know whether it's right or wrong..."

The legendary oriental eyebrows frowned slightly, and the beautiful eyes that were flowing with autumn waves were a little solemn.

"The ultimate Qi Condensation Art also knows that if you want to achieve the great path of immortality, you can make rapid progress and change with each passing day. What is the difficulty in making a choice?"

Yan Qingling took a sip of tea and said calmly.

The Legend of the Oriental suddenly realized, picked up a strand of blond hair and placed it behind his ears, which was extremely charming. When I remembered the night when I was Tingfeng Que, a strange and taboo emotion came to my heart. The Legend of the Oriental's pretty face turned red and said in a sweet voice: "Yes, Elder Wu is such an outstanding person, worth following."

Yan Qingling blinked in confusion, with a strange look. What's wrong with the Eastern Legend? It always gives people a strange feeling, making people's scalp numb.

Yan Qingling quickly changed the subject and said, "By the way, Elder Wu recently raised a crow, just a barbarian bird, but he was able to speak human words. It's really strange."

Yan Qingling was amazed, but was heard by Shangguan Yun who had just entered the door.

boom!

Shangguan Yunru was struck by lightning and asked, "Princess Qingling! What did you say just now?"

Yan Qingling was a little confused, but his expressions were all wrong.

"Elder Wu raised a crow who could speak..." Yan Qingling repeated what he said just now.

A trace of cold sweat oozed out of Shangguan Yun's forehead, and his mind was filled with thoughts, and he was trapped in the battle between heaven and man.

Dongfang Legend and Yan Qingling both looked at Shangguan Yun's strangeness, looking forward to his face, not knowing what happened.

After a while, Shangguan Yun let out a long breath and came to the conclusion.

Shangguan Yun glanced around and after confirming that there was no one, he set up a ban to isolate his spiritual consciousness.

Yan Qingling and the Eastern Ship were wondering what shameful words were to say in such a situation?

Shangguan Yun paused, corrected his expression, and slowly said: "Elder Wu is the Lord of the Blood-Borrowing Pavilion."

Legend of the East: "!"

Yan Qingling: "!"

...

Chen Dehou frowned.

"Blood abuse? I think I have heard it somewhere before."

Chen Dehou's face suddenly changed and he murmured: "Nie Xiaorou..."

"Xiao Fengxian, go back first, I have something to do."

Chen Dehou said solemnly.

A beautiful woman on the bed put on her clothes, gave Chen Dehou a blank look, and left gently.

...

Taiqing Temple, one of the five famous sects in the Southern Region, almost laughed out loud when an old man with fairy spirit looked at the scroll in his hand.

"Blood torture the Pavilion Master, his cultivation is versatile and unify the Southern Region, and he can resist the power of the Senluo Sword Master!"

The old man laughed to the sky, as if he had heard some amazing joke, and he didn't know which scattered cultivator was rumored.

"Lingyun Sect is already a big trouble. Now another blood abuse pavilion has emerged. This southern region is really peaceful!"

The old man slapped his dry palm and the scroll immediately burst into powder.

Su Qianqian, who was standing beside her, looked dazed and murmured in an inaudible voice: "Young Master Li..."

She never expected that the man who fell in her bathhouse that day would be so majestic.

...

The news that the Bloody Forge Pavilion unified the Southern Region spread throughout the Southern Region, causing a sensation, causing chaos in the Southern Region's scattered cultivators, and they all thought about going to join the Bloody Forge Pavilion. Many small sects were also worried about gains and losses, fearing that one day they would be blamed for their ideas and be regarded as a stepping stone for becoming famous by this god of killing.

The five famous sects and Lingyun sect also paid attention to this matter. It is not a big deal to destroy the Yinfeng sect. The problem is that the terrifying huge pit in the Yinfeng sect scene has to be watched.

...

The black and flying rabbit walks, time passes like a flash of time. Two months are only a moment in the rolling years.

In Changyangfeng's cave, Li Bumian's eyes opened and closed.

"Calculate the time, it's almost time to get to the sword test meeting. I wonder if there is a genius in the inner sect that I like."

Li Bumian's eyes were cold and the blood-torn Pavilion was about to expand its enrollment.
Chapter completed!