Chapter 603 The Last Two Members of the Blood Demon Cult

There was a dead silence in the palace.

People looked at the strange man in Tsing Yi, shocked and speechless.

Feeling the feedback from the Imperial City formation, Jin Gongfeng and Niu Gongfeng looked at each other, seeing the fear in each other's eyes.

If this punch landed on them, even if they used all their magic weapons, they would definitely be smashed into powder.

Many cultivators from many sects had seen Jing Jiu throw a punch at the Qingshan Master Ceremony. At that time, Jing Jiu held the Seal of the Underworld Emperor and killed Master Tailu in the wheelchair with a punch. But compared with today's punch, what is that?

What frightened the experts of these sects even more was that the exercises used by this person were obviously not the exercises of any sect today, nor the exercises of any evil way.

Liu Shisui looked at the strange man in blue, and felt a little familiar for some reason, and his expression was a little bewildered.

Bu Qiuxiao glanced at him and said nothing.

On the lotus carriage farther away, Zen Zi proclaimed the Buddha's name and fell silent.

Some old practitioners also thought of something, and suddenly a terrified voice sounded in the sky: "Blood Demon Sect!"

Hearing these words, more people remembered.

Thousands of years ago in the Chaotian Continent, evil ways were prevalent, and the Blood Demon Sect ravaged the world. It was not until they were encircled and suppressed by Zhongzhou Sect, Qingshan Sect and other righteous sects that they withdrew from the stage of history.

Could it be that the strange man in blue is a remnant of the Blood Demon Cult? However, the Blood Demon Sect has long since been destroyed. Even if some of the secrets of the exercises were lost, without the teaching of the master and the foundation of related evil methods, it is impossible to cultivate such an authentic and terrifying method of this person! Could it be that this person was a strong man of the Blood Demon Sect back then, and he has lived until now? Isn't that over a thousand years old? Then why did he come out of the cloud boat sent by Zhongzhou, and once stood by Tan Zhenren's side?

How terrifying was the Gorefiend Cult a thousand years ago, and how terrible were the powerful men in it?

No wonder even Sanyue wasn't this person's one-punch enemy.

Many people looked at Jing Jiu, but found that Jing Jiu's expression was calm, not sad, not even worried.

Kou Qingtong withdrew his right fist and glanced at it, his eyes were full of cruelty and appreciation.

Suddenly, he found that many people's eyes left him.

He looked along and saw Jing Jiu startled slightly, and said, "Are you the one who will die next? You look good, but it's a pity that you don't seem to know how to kill people."

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Yin San said that he came to Chaoge City to watch a play, but in fact, there was someone else who had been watching a play, and the seat of the show was much better than him.

In the side hall, Ping Yongjia watched the emperor die with his own eyes, watched the imperial concubine cry into a little cat, watched the new emperor enthroned, watched the heaven descend to talk about real people, and watched Lian Sanyue get out of the sedan chair and say that he was the master. But the beautiful plot came to an abrupt end when Lian Sanyue gradually climbed to the peak...

That strange man in Tsing Yi knocked Lian Sanyue to the ground with one punch, his life and death were unknown, and then he said he wanted to kill Master!

Ping Yongjia was scared and angry at the same time, but he knew that the other party only needed to blow his breath to kill him, and he couldn't do anything. At this moment, he heard the exclamation in the sky and the uneasy discussions of the courtiers in the main hall. He rolled his eyes, pushed open the door of the side hall, and shouted loudly to the square.

"The Zhongzhou faction claims to be the leader of the righteous way, but secretly hides the evildoers of the Blood Demon Sect. You are so shameless! What qualifications do you have to compete with my master!"

The slightly exaggerated voice of the young Qingshan disciple wafted through the imperial city.

But neither the officials in the main hall nor the practitioners of the various sects in the sky paid any attention to him, and no one followed him to denounce the Zhongzhou faction.

Ping Yongjia felt so embarrassed, and when he found that strange man in blue was looking at him, he was even more frightened, shut the window with a bang, lifted the quilt to cover his head, and only remembered the next moment that His Majesty the God Emperor was on this bed when he passed away.

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That person is a remnant of the Blood Demon Sect, and may even be a high-ranking member of the Blood Demon Sect thousands of years ago, but he joined forces with the Zhongzhou faction. It stands to reason that this would arouse the public indignation of the righteous sect.

None of the sects spoke, not because they were afraid of the prestige of the Zhongzhou School, because even the Chanzi and the scholars of Yimaozhai remained silent.

the reason is simple. When they remembered who this strange man in Tsing Yi was, they also remembered that old past.

The Zhongzhou faction took in this strange man in green clothes, and had obtained the consent of all the orthodox sects thousands of years ago.

At that time, the Blood Demon Sect was already in defeat under the siege of the Righteous Sect, but the centipede was dead but not stiff. There were still countless strong men and terrifying killing formations in the Blood Demon Sect main altar. It was very difficult for the Righteous Sect to completely eliminate the other party, and they would have to pay a very heavy price. At the most critical moment, Bai Jian delayed his ascension, and personally subdued the devil boy with a very high status and extremely terrifying strength in the Blood Demon Sect. Successfully entered the main altar of the Blood Demon Cult, and in the final decisive battle, this devil boy even attacked the leader of the Blood Demon Cult with unrivaled magic skills!

The leader of the Blood Demon Cult was injured by a sneak attack, and finally died under the combined attack of Bai Jian and Dao Yuan.

The downfall of the Blood Demon Sect was the result of the bloody battles of the orthodox sect that lasted for more than a hundred years, but the devil boy's abandonment of darkness and light undoubtedly played the most critical role, and this devil boy was Kou Qingtong who was standing on the palace square at this time.

Afterwards, according to the agreement he made with Bai Ren, he has been practicing and living in Yunmeng Hougu. Everyone in the practice world knew about this, but with the passage of time, many people had forgotten it. It was not until today that he appeared in front of the world and knocked out Lian Sanyue with one punch, before returning to people's memory.

At that time, Kou Qingtong needed to be subdued by Immortal White Blade himself, and he could even sneak attack the leader of the Blood Demon Sect without dying. It is conceivable how strong his realm is. Now that more than a thousand years have passed, even if he has not been able to ascend, and his spirit body has declined, he is still definitely one of the top few people in Chaotian Continent. Now that even Sanyue has been defeated, who else in Chaotian Continent can beat him? Who else in Qingshan can beat him?

People looked at Jing Jiu again, wondering what Qingshanzong would do next.

Jing Jiu looked at the miserable boat in the sky.

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Liu Shisui stared blankly at the strange man in blue in the square, the feeling of familiarity became more and more obvious.

He has never met Kou Qingtong, and he has no causal entanglement with him. This kind of familiarity comes more from the breath and taste...

Back then, he swallowed the demon pill at the bottom of the muddy water, and also learned the evil secret method handed down by the Blood Demon Sect. That kind of practice helped him grow at an unimaginable speed, and also brought countless hidden dangers to his body.

Looking at Kou Qingtong today, the magical aura in the depths of his Dao tree and the tiniest meridians suddenly became active, spreading rapidly like wildfire. His face was pale, he clutched his chest, shook twice, almost fell off the bitter boat.

Since confirming Kou Qingtong's identity, Bu Qiuxiao has been paying attention to Liu Shisui's movements. Seeing that his breath was aroused at this time, he raised his eyebrows slightly, grabbed a handful of fresh air with his right hand, and poured it into his ear.

Liu Shisui felt that the nausea in his chest was better as the breeze washed his veins. He thanked his husband, and when he looked at the strange man in blue in the square, his eyes became a little more palpitating.

Kou Qingtong also felt the same source of demonic breath not far away, turned around and saw Liu Shisui, and said slightly, "My sect still has disciples?"

Then he found out that Liu Shisui was actually on the miserable boat of Yi Mao Zhai, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and he said in a hoarse voice: "I don't like the hypocritical scholars like Yi Mao Zhai the most. Since you have cultivated the magical skills of my religion, how can you vote for them!"

His voice became louder and louder. When he talked about the hypocritical scholars, he was just ordinary. When he talked about how he could fall under their door, he was already extremely furious. His voice was extremely loud and turned into countless thunders, echoing in the palace.

Along with the thunder, there was also the endless violent and brutal blood demon sect's authentic aura emanating from his body. Other decent practitioners could say that they just need to keep their minds and minds to do it, but Liu Shisui could not resist the intrusion of those demonic auras at all.

Wow! He vomited several mouthfuls of black blood in a row, looking extremely miserable.

With a stern expression, Bu Qiuxiao fed him a elixir, and then asked Xi Yiyun to help him to rest in his cabin.

The cabin is covered with a small river-crossing array, which should be able to withstand Kou Qingtong's silent demonic intrusion.

Jing Jiu looked away from the bitter boat and looked at Kou Qingtong in the distance, as if looking at a dead person.

Of course he can't beat Kou Qingtong now, just like him he can't beat Tan Zhenren, but just because he can't beat him doesn't mean he can't beat him to death, but he knows better that even if Kou Qingtong will be killed today, it won't be him.

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Suddenly there was a whimpering sound from the ground of the palace. I don't know if it was the wind roaring above the river, or the unjust ghosts from the Demon Suppressing Prison running out, or the lingering rhyme of Kou Qingtong's fist.

Many people noticed that the sound came from the hole in the middle of the square.

The sound became more and more piercing, and suddenly a jet of water shot out from the hole, rushing towards the sky, and gradually dissipated until it reached a height of several tens of feet.

When the underground river water gradually receded into the cave, Lian Sanyue came back.

Her dress was soaked, her black hair was drooping on her face, the blood on her lips and the blood on her clothes hadn't been washed by the river water, she looked a little embarrassed.

Kou Qingtong looked at her with a slightly different expression, and said, "Are you still alive?"