Hearing the words of the strong man from the Black Turtle clan, the faces of several god-transformation monks on the human side became even more ugly.

There are a total of thirteen monks in the transformation stage present. In addition to the longevity of the Black Turtle clan, there are also four monster beast clan leaders from the ancient forest, Sun Si from the Divine Ape clan, Ao Xiao from the Qinglong clan, and Baihu.

Lieshan of the clan, Yanyu of the Suzaku clan.

At this time, the human-to-god-stage monks in Zhongzhou looked at the other clan leaders, as if they were waiting for them to express their stance.

"Haha, old monk, although this old turtle is annoying, we all agree with him on this point. All I can do is not to cause you any more trouble during this shipwreck. As for dealing with it,

Hai Clan, this may not be realistic for us

, After all, we have no direct conflict with the Sea Clan!" Sun Si is a monster who has lived for tens of thousands of years, and this is not the first time he has met this old monk, so he still has some friendship, but when it comes to these matters of life and death,

He couldn't let the ethnic group be involved in a major event.

"Old monkey, your lips are dead and your teeth are cold. It is an indisputable fact that the Sea Clan is powerful. Although there is no critical boundary between your ancient forest and the Sea Clan, if the human race retreats, wouldn't the strength of the Sea Clan draw attention to you?" Seeing Sun Si.

Expressing his stance, a middle-aged monk with sword-browed eyebrows said in a deep voice.

"Sect Leader Wan, you don't need to say these words. The so-called shipwreck is not just a training place for some sea tribes near the inland sea to consume some old, weak, sick and disabled people. This shipwreck is not one or two, and it has not been seen.

You are exhausted, but on the contrary, after every shipwreck, the human race has become more and more prosperous." Although Lieshan, the leader of the White Tiger clan, is not as tall as Shou Wanqian, no one dares to underestimate his cold and fierce figure.

"Lie Shan, what do you mean by this? Isn't this shipwreck a gift to my human race? That shipwreck cost more than half of our human race's elites. It's okay if you don't help. Isn't it a bit too much to say such sarcastic words?" Wan

When the sect leader heard this, his brows furrowed and he asked sternly.

"Wanhe, hum, this is Xixuan Temple. I came here because of the reputation of Xixuan Temple. I am not afraid of you Wanjian Sect. If you are not convinced, we will fight again. I would like to see this Qianxuan Temple."

Have you made any progress in the past few years?" Lie Shan stood up without fear and challenged Wan He.

"That's too much!" Wan He was furious, and a line of sword energy gradually gathered above his head, with the intention of taking action immediately.[

The people present at this time were all Mianlou Nai. There was an only son in Wanhe. He met a female cultivator by chance more than a thousand years ago. The two fell in love at first sight. Later, they went through life and death and made a private decision. Originally, they only had to wait until their elders revealed their relationship.

Get married.

But this girl is the little princess of the White Tiger clan - Lie Zhen. As the clan leader, Lie Shan has a lot of dissatisfaction with human beings. Moreover, his daughter's bloodline is extremely pure, so naturally he does not want her to marry a

Human beings, therefore, after their daughter revealed this to him, he placed her under house arrest and did not allow her to leave the family.

Wan He's son, Wan Yuefeng, had been waiting for Lie Zhen for a long time, so he found the White Tiger clan. However, Wan Yuefeng not only failed to see Wan Zhen, he was also provoked by the young members of the White Tiger clan who regarded the little princess as the goddess in their hearts.

Although Wan Yuefeng had reached the early stage of Nascent Soul at less than two hundred years old, the White Tiger clan had many geniuses, and was eventually seriously injured by a late-stage fourth-order transformed monster from the White Tiger clan.

In the end, it was because of Wan He's high status that he spared Wan Yuefeng's life.

However, when Wan Yuefeng returned to the sect, his injuries were eventually cured, but the foundation was still damaged. In addition, the knot in his heart was difficult to heal, and his cultivation progress was slow.

As the leader of a sect, Wan He was heartbroken by what happened to his beloved son and was extremely angry. He sought out the White Tiger clan, but they could not reach an agreement with Lieshan. The two of them took action with anger. With their cultivation in the late stages of becoming gods, it was natural for them to fight.

The sky was dark and the earth was dark, but in the end, both sides suffered losses and there was no winner.

Wan He has a grudge against Lieshan, and Lieshan is also unhappy. His daughter is extremely talented, and it was easy to break through to become a god. However, because of Wan Yuefeng's incident, she is still stuck in the late fourth level, leaving Lieshan to hate Wan's father and son.

I hate it even more.

At this moment, the two of them were facing each other tit for tat, and all the monks knew in their hearts that they were competing against each other again.

But this place is not the place or opportunity for them to fight, so a kind of monk quickly persuaded them to stop.

Although Wan He and Lie Shan didn't make a move, their eyes were still tense as they clashed with each other.

No longer paying attention to the fight between the two men, a monk who had been hiding in a black robe made a cold voice: "Old guy, these people don't let go of the rabbit before they see the rabbit, you should tell the story!"

Looking for a voice, a voice sitting in the corner sounded.

This man was dressed in black robes, and even if the other monks present were at the God Transformation stage, they couldn't figure out his appearance.

Originally, the old monk did not introduce such a silent weirdo, and no one else asked.[

As soon as this man spoke, all the monks present, whether they were humans or demons, all changed their expressions. Even the other monks in the transformation stage of Xixuan Temple frowned.

"Blood Rakshasa! Why are you here?" Ku Yin, the head of the Discipline Hall of Xixuan Temple, immediately shouted after hearing this.

"Jie Jie... It seems that Monk Kuyin's cultivation is not enough. Naturally, your senior brother invited me to come here. Otherwise, the aura here would be very annoying to me." The cold voice of Blood Rakshasa sounded.

As the sound sounded, the robe covering the head of the man in black also fell down, and a pair of eyes that were originally closed opened.

These eyes were glowing with blood, unlike those possessed by human beings. There was no trace of emotion in them. The owner of these eyes was actually a handsome and thin young man. If it weren’t for the fact that these eyes were too evil, they would look like

A handsome man.

The name of the Blood Rakshasa was not clear to anyone present, and it was even known as the founder and leader of the Rakshasa Sect. No one knew who this Blood Rakshasa was, and why his reputation was still alive in the world after tens of thousands of years.

, even some monster beasts known for their longevity cannot compare to this blood Rakshasa.

But there is no doubt about the strength of the Blood Rakshasa. In the entire world of cultivation, there are only a handful of people who can match it.

It's just that the methods of the Rakshasa Cult are too bloody. Although they are not notorious in the world of cultivation, they are still frowned upon. The relationship with Xixuan Temple is even worse. As the head of the Discipline Hall of Xixuan Temple,

, Kuyin has not dealt with the Rakshasa Cult once or twice, so he was even more surprised by the appearance of this Blood Rakshasa.

"Brother, this... what is going on? How could he appear in this temple?" Kuyin asked the Buddha in confusion.

"Ku Yin, please be patient and sit down. The Blood Cult Master was indeed invited by me. As for the reason, I will talk about it later!" The Lord Buddha's facial expression made Ku Yin sit down helplessly, but in his heart, he couldn't help but sit down.

It's a state of shock and uncertainty.
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