In the Demon Suppression Division, the Iron-Cutting Sword Technique is perfected

Just as Gu Cheng began to enjoy the food.

In Chongshan County, in a hidden mountain range, there is a secret base of the Rebirth Sect.

Deep in the dark underground palace, the rotten air is filled with suffocating depression.

Several blue ghost lights flickered like ghosts, illuminating this gloomy and terrifying space.

A young man in gray clothes sat cross-legged on the cold ground, his eyes closed, and his body was filled with a heart-pounding death.

In front of him, a formation outlined in blood exuded a strange light.

In the center of the formation, a young man in blood-stained clothes lay quietly, surrounded by several blood-stained skulls, like sacrifices of some evil ritual, which made people shudder.

As the death aura on the boy became thicker and thicker, the light of the formation became stronger and stronger.

The blood-stained light soared into the sky, and the blood-stained skull magic weapon seemed to be summoned by something, instantly melted, and turned into blood-stained light that poured into the body of the blood-stained young man.

The aura of the young man was originally violent and agitated, but at this moment it gradually calmed down and finally stabilized at the level of the middle stage of the innate realm.

After everything settled, the light of the magic circle gradually dissipated.

The blood-stained young man slowly opened his eyes, his eyes full of confusion and bewilderment.

"What am I..."

The young man looked at a loss, looked down at his young man's palm, and was stunned, shaking with excitement.

With such young skin, could it be that his "promotion ceremony" in Ping'an County was really successful?

The young man in blood-stained clothes suddenly raised his head and looked at the young man in gray clothes. His eyes were burning with enthusiasm and awe. He prostrated himself like a pilgrim and shouted respectfully:

"Saint Envoy..."

"Yes."

The Saint Envoy in gray clothes nodded slightly, looking at the other party with a pair of lifeless black eyes, but a strange arc appeared at the corner of his mouth:

"Master Wei, welcome to officially join "us", how do you feel now?"

"Very good! I feel like I'm reborn!"

Master Wei's voice was filled with uncontrollable excitement, and he quickly expressed his opinion:

"The Holy Church has been so kind to me, I, Wei Qianxun, will repay the Holy Church with my life and soul!"

"We are all members of the Holy Church, there is no need to be so polite."

The gray-robed Holy Envoy strode forward, helped the newly promoted Innate Corpse King up, and said in a very kind tone:

"You have just transformed, and your realm is not stable yet. Go down and find a place to practice in seclusion for a while. You will have the time to work hard in the future."

"Yes, Lord Holy Envoy."

Wei Qianxun bowed respectfully, turned around and left, leaving only the sound of light footsteps echoing in the empty underground palace.

The gray-robed Holy Envoy stood alone, watching Wei Qianxun leave.

When the other party's figure disappeared from his sight, he slowly put down his disguise, and the original hypocritical smile gradually disappeared, replaced by undisguised disgust and contempt.

"Humph, it's really a piece of mud that can't be helped!"

The gray-robed boy snorted, his tone full of disdain.

Wei Qianxun was originally just a dying martial arts master in Ping'an County.

He used a little trick to lure him with the art of longevity, and the other party couldn't wait to offer the entire Ping'an County and perform the blood sacrifice ceremony of the Rebirth Religion in an attempt to gain a new life.

Unfortunately, the old man's qualifications are too poor.

The lives of nearly 200,000 people in Ping'an County only allowed him to be promoted to the middle level of the Xiantian Realm! It was really a waste of his previous efforts to cultivate him!

"Alas, if Zheng Tianlu was still alive..."

The gray-clothed saint envoy murmured in a low voice, and inexplicably thought of the Zheng family patriarch in Changle County.

Zheng Tianlu was the chess piece he really favored, and his future was limitless.

If he could successfully sacrifice the entire Changle County, let alone the high-level Xiantian, it would not be impossible for him to be promoted to the peak of the Xiantian Realm!

As a result, the rising star of the Holy Church was strangled in the cradle. It was really...

"I heard from the news in Tianshui County that the murderer seemed to be called [Blood Qilin]?"

A hint of sinister murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the gray-robed Holy Envoy.

After he dealt with the affairs of Chongshan County, he would definitely return to Tianshui County, cut the Blood Qilin into pieces, and refine it into a zombie to vent his hatred!

At this moment, a black shadow appeared silently behind him.

The wide black robe and hood concealed the figure of the visitor, revealing only a pair of cold eyes, flashing like cold stars, with a chill like the abyss.

"Miss Nine? You're finally here."

The gray-robed Saint Envoy seemed to have anticipated the arrival of the black shadow, and greeted him warmly:

"Thank you very much for the last operation in Ping'an County. If it weren't for the help of your Xiewang Pavilion, it wouldn't have been so smooth."

As he said this, he flipped his palm and took out a jade bottle and two carved jade cups like a magic trick, and filled one of them.

The scarlet liquid shook slightly in the cup.It shook, emitting a disgusting fishy smell.

"Want some? Fresh."

The gray-robed saint shook the cup in his hand and gestured to the black shadow.

"No need."

A cold female voice came from under the hood, with a chill that kept people away:

"I'm not interested in human blood."

"Really? I didn't expect that you, the 'ninth destiny' of the Evil King Pavilion, are actually quite picky about food..."

The gray-robed saint smiled noncommittally and drank the human blood in the cup.

The scarlet liquid flowed down the corner of his mouth, leaving a shocking mark on the boy's pale skin.

"Speaking of which... Miss Nine, you have quite a connection with my Holy Church."

The gray-robed Holy Envoy wiped the corner of his mouth, looked back and forth at the Ninth Heaven's Fate, and said meaningfully:

"The [Impermanence Ghost Lock] you use was once the life weapon of an elder in the Spiritual Sea Realm of my Holy Church.

With this treasure, you can exert combat power beyond the peak of the Innate Realm with your high-level cultivation in the Innate Realm.

It's a pity that in your current state, it is impossible to use it to break through the Spiritual Sea Realm.

Your Pavilion Master must also know this. I'm afraid he sent you here this time to ask me to lend you a hand, right?"

"How to solve it?"

The Ninth Heaven's Fate asked hurriedly, and in his usually calm tone, there was a rare hint of urgency.

"It's very simple, just join us!"

The Gray-robed Saint opened his arms, his eyes flashing with fanaticism:

"Ninth Miss, I believe you should have realized that you, a living person, can't exert the full power of this [Impermanence Ghost Lock]!

Now is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, why not join our Holy Church and become an immortal being? If you are willing, I can personally preside over the blood sacrifice ceremony for you!"

As he said, he poured another cup of human blood and handed it over.

However, facing the temptation of the Gray-robed Saint, the Ninth Destiny refused without a second thought.

"No thanks. I have no interest in becoming a walking corpse. I appreciate the good intentions of the Holy Envoy."

"Let's get down to business. What is the next action of your Rebirth Sect? How should I cooperate?

This incident has completely angered the Demon Suppression Division. The strength of those errand boys in Chongshan County is not strong, but they should not be underestimated."

"Well, I know this."

The Gray-robed Holy Envoy didn't care about the Ninth Destiny's refusal. He drank the blood in the cup and continued:

"So we have to lie dormant for a while. The next action will be scheduled in two months.

And the location of the blood sacrifice ceremony is...

He lowered his voice, as if telling an unknown secret:

"... [Iron Cloud City]!"