Maoshan Ghost King

Hearing what Shao Xiaolong said, Ge Yu couldn't help wondering, since the blood spirit ancestor was so badly injured, he even dared to come to the top of Hengshan where the heroes gathered. Could it be that he came to die on the pole?

But Ge Yu changed his mind and felt something was wrong. Although the blood spirit ancestor was seriously injured, the skinny camel was bigger than the horse. He was still the blood spirit ancestor, and his cultivation level could still crush most of the people present. , Even everyone, and there are more than a dozen big monsters around him, and a large piece of black blood spirit sect minions, the strength is still very terrifying.

It is the dozens of big monsters, the worst of them all have a thousand years of Taoism, a Taoism comparable to the immortal, such a strength, the pressure on everyone is quite large.

While they were talking, the sedan chair and the dark crowd appeared in front of everyone, and they all stopped at a distance of more than ten meters.

On one side are masters with thousands of people from various sects and cultivating families, and on the other side are a group of evildoers from the Blood Spirit Sect.

Among them, perhaps the blood spirit ancestor.

Ge Yu squinted his eyes and looked at the people who carried the sedan chair. He immediately recognized several people. Among them was a guy with a sly eyebrow and a mouse eye, the Thousand-Year Rat Demon, who was still in that real dragon's lair. Pass.

In addition to the Thousand-Year Rat Demon, there was also the Bull Head Demon, but at this time, none of those Demon came out first. They looked normal and looked like ordinary people.

The sedan chair carried by the eight thousand-year-old great monsters, who is sitting in the sedan chair who is not the blood spirit ancestor, in the blood spirit religion, it is estimated that no one has the ability to drive these great demon beasts who can drive these thousand years Lift the sedan chair yourself.

As soon as the Blood Spirit Sect's team stopped, the thousand-year-old great demon gently placed the sedan chair on the ground, and the wind blew through, swinging the sedan curtain up and down, almost everyone's eyes were on the sedan chair. Looking in the direction, he was stunned, but there was a trace of expectation in fear.

When the people of the Blood Spirit Cult came, the murderous aura became stronger, no one spoke, and the whole scene was quiet as if a needle could be heard.

It was the aura radiating from the dozens of big monsters, and it was full of anger and power.

In addition to these big monsters, there are also a group of masters. Ge Yu also saw two acquaintances. Among them were Fu Yang and Zhuzilong among the thirteen disciples of the Blood Spirit Sect. They were the big disciples and the big disciples of the Blood Spirit Ancestor Seven apprentices.

At that time, the real dragon was furious and the sea water poured in, so that the dragon palace was submerged, Ge Yu thought, how many of these people would die in such a battle.

But Ge Yu now seems that these people are living well, all escaped from the eyes of the sea.

In addition, in the place closest to the sedan chair, there was a woman with a piece of black veil covering her face, but the willow leaves with curving eyebrows and a pair of smart big eyes were unconcealable beauty, dressed in black. The clothes are protruding and warping, and they are extremely plump.

Hei Xiaose couldn't stand this the most. Since the woman appeared, he had completely forgotten the fear, staring at the woman next to the sedan chair, and the Harazi almost flowed out.

"Let me go, there is a big beautiful woman with a really good body. Standing next to the sedan chair, isn't she the woman of the blood ancestor?" Hei Xiaose rubbed her hands.

"What? Brother Hei has an idea?" Zhong Jinliang whispered.

"Nonsense, fair lady, gentle gentleman, seeing beautiful women, can your black brother have no idea?" Hei Xiaose smiled.

"I advise you to die. This woman is the sister of the blood spirit ancestor-blood spirit mother, an old witch who has lived for nearly two hundred years." Bai Zhan said in a deep voice from the side.

As soon as these words were spoken, several people were shocked. Hei Xiaose said in disbelief, "Brother Bai Zhan, don't you lie to me, this woman has such a good skin and such a hot body, she only looks like two. How could it be that **** mother when he was about ten years old?"

"I'm not too lazy to lie to you. She is the old blood spirit mother. A few years ago, we had fought against this old woman. She was like this back then. She was swallowed up by Xiao Jiu with the Boundless Washing Sutra of Yin and Yang. For, she became an old woman in an instant. It is rumored that this blood spirit mother has been practicing an evil method to devour the pure yang power of the young man, so she has the skill to maintain her appearance and maintains a state of immortality. Once she breaks the technique, She is still an old woman." Bai Zhan said lightly.

Hearing what Ge Yu said, several people believed it a bit, but Hei Xiaose still couldn't accept it. The beautiful girl in front of her turned out to be an old witch who lived nearly 200 years old.

This was a big blow to Hei Xiaose, as if a piece of fat that reached her mouth suddenly disappeared.

After the sedan chair landed, there was a brief silence, and no one on both sides said a word. The atmosphere looked dull and tense, and it was terrifyingly suppressed, just like the moment before a storm is approaching.

Suddenly, there was a violent coughing sound from the sedan chair. The sound sounded like an old man about to die, and he was about to die.

Although there was only a sound of coughing, everyone was frightened.

Because the big guys think that the owner of this voice is the legendary big demon-blood spirit ancestor.

Unexpectedly, the only remaining master Yu Shun of the Hengshan faction stood up, but he did not dare to get close to the sedan chair. He stood beside Wu Jiuyin and pointed at the sedan chair and shouted: "Blood Spirit Patriarch , You big demon, some time ago, my Hengshan faction just suffered the slaughter of your blood spirit sect. Today, in the presence of the heroes of the world, you have stepped into the heaven and blessed land of my Hengshan faction again. What is your intention? My Hengshan faction Those same people who were captured by you, where did you take them, let them go soon..."

That is to say, there are so many masters supporting Real Yu Shun, that he dared to point to the sedan chair of the blood spirit ancestor so arrogant, if it was himself, it is estimated that he would not dare to give him a hundred guts.

No one in the sedan responded, but there was another violent coughing sound. Then, the Thousand-Year Rat Demon bowed and gently opened the sedan curtain, and then a rickety and old figure slowly emerged from the sedan chair. Came out.

This person was gray-haired, wrinkled, and walking tremblingly. He was helped by the big beautiful girl blood spirit mother next to him and walked out of the sedan chair. The cough became worse, and then he took out his handkerchief and put it down. He coughed and coughed, and there was some blood on the handkerchief.

Just like the rumors of the rivers and lakes, the blood spirit ancestors have indeed suffered heavy losses.