This devil can't get through

Chapter 96
The teacher's cultivation base in the woman's mouth is another matter for the time being, but at least she really cares about this disciple... It's an enviable master-disciple relationship.

Xia Qingyang sighed in his heart, but his figure had already dissipated with the wind.

And the moment he disappeared, a rock pile rose into the sky where he was originally.

Xia Qingyang felt a little frightened when he felt the terrifying impact in the rock pile. This was not an attack he could deal with.

And the moment he landed, he saw the surrounding rock piles stab out, trying to block him in the middle...

The rapid rise of the rock pile actually caught him by surprise.

For this, he could only forcibly bombard the rock pile with the blood palm...

"boom!"

The palms spread out, and with all their strength, they only smashed a rock pile...

After trying a trick, he knew that his blood palm had no advantage against this rock pile secret technique.

Even if he can feel the other party's movement trajectory, but the other party has been hiding in the ground and is constantly moving, he can't lock it at all.

Xia Qingyang never thought that what he had learned would be completely suppressed by this earth escape and earth secret technique.

In fact, this is why he has the heart to fight.

After knowing that it was difficult for him to obtain benefits, he immediately left Fengdun and stood in the air, looking at the ground under his feet without saying a word.

And after he left the ground, the man hiding in the ground didn't chase after him, instead he dragged the woman who also used the earth to escape into the ground as if to leave...

Seeing this, Xia Qingyang snorted coldly... If you want to come and leave, you can leave, where is the face of his bloody son?
So he snapped his fingers crisply with his right hand, and the upper nails of the 'Blood Drinking Claw' collided, making a crisp sound.

In fact, it doesn't matter what gestures are, as long as being handsome is over.

After a while, Xia Qingyang felt the spiritual power of the escape technique under the ground below rise again.

Then he looked at his two unfortunate junior brothers...

Seeing countless rock piles pierced from under the ground, Xuelu Xueqi was instantly locked in it.

Behind the frightened two junior brothers, a beautiful and beautiful crown holding a black and yellow whisk, and the previous woman appeared quietly.

It's just that the woman's blood vessels are now prominent, and it looks like it will burst completely.

"A disciple of the Blue Devil Sect?" The female crown said coldly.

Xia Qingyang nodded and said, "Xuechi, Xia Qingyang."

The female crown still said coldly: "Dizhu Mountain, silk thousand red."

Xia Qingyang was speechless for a moment...because Dizhu Mountain is clearly a famous mountain in Zhongwu Kingdom next door, and why did the people from Dizhu Mountain come here to trouble him?
Bo Qianhong said: "Release the restraint on the poor disciples, otherwise the lives of these two people will not be guaranteed."

It seems that this should be a cultivator, and it feels a little weak to threaten people.

Xia Qingyang said indifferently: "I thought the two of them were already dead just now."

Xiaoliu and Xiaoqi turned pale with fright, and they immediately thought that their senior brother Qingyang was going to give up on them... It's true that the Demon Sect is like this, and there is no emotion in talking about interests.

Bo Qianhong obviously realized this, and said angrily, "The devil is the devil, and it is unreasonable to do so many evil things."

On Xia Qingyang's 'Xuechen Mask', the eyes instantly released a strong bloody light, and he said fiercely: "It's true that we are demons, but when it comes to doing evil, it's not as good as this disciple in your hand!"

When Bo Qianhong heard the words, she froze for a moment, and then she said in a slow tone, "This is the bad guy who did something wrong. Please let this son of Blood Pond hold your hand and let her go."

This attitude changed a bit quickly, so much that the woman with the reverse blood flow endured the pain on her body and said, "Why did the master keep his mouth on the devil, the disciple would rather die than bow to them!"

It was too late for Bo Qianhong to stop her from opening her mouth, so she could only stretch out her hand and wave out a burst of infuriating energy, blocking her disciple's mouth.

Xia Qingyang was also a little surprised by the performance of this silk thousand red, and did not understand why she was so arrogant.

He asked directly, "What does the Taoist priest seem to see?"

Bo Qianhong looked tangled for a while, and then said helplessly: "Although the poor Dao only has a disciple of Hong Kou, it is an orthodox inheritance of Daoism, and has learned the technique of divination and divination."

"It's hard to see the chaos and poverty of your little friend's breath, but you can see the virtues of these two junior brothers, little friend."

She also wondered in her heart, why is this Green Devil Sect taking the 'non-mainstream magic way' route?

The moral aura in each of these disciples is actually stronger than that of many decent disciples who are serious and cultivating, not to mention her disciple Hong Kou, who has caused trouble everywhere.

Xia Qingyang: "So it is."

He knew in his heart that people like his blood pool had no karma at all in the eyes of those who really knew the goods.

There used to be, but they were almost transformed by him.

Therefore, he decided that he had to prepare a piece of equipment for the disciples of the blood pond to hide their breath, otherwise, wouldn't it be bad if they were found out?

How bad is it... The main thing is that he is afraid of being seen by other colleagues and has a sense of precaution. If he lacks merit, it will be difficult to start.

But this time he still said lightly: "In that case, let's exchange hostages, exchange two for one, and you earn."

Bo Qianhong said calmly, "It's so good."

When the voice fell, she released the spell and let Xiaoliu and Xiaoqi free.

Xia Qingyang slammed into Hong Kou with another volley.

Bo Qianhong's expression moved suddenly, but she resisted the urge to act.

Then, watching Xia Qingyang's palm hit Hong Kou's body, a blood mist suddenly burst out from his pores...

Hong Kou's whole body was directly dyed red, but her body felt a lot more comfortable... The pressure in her blood vessels was relieved.

Although the appearance is a bit tragic, at least the blood in Hong Kou's body has really been removed.

"Master, you want to avenge your disciples!" Hong Kou felt unbearably humiliated.

Bo Qianhong said with a headache: "Chi'er, don't you know what's wrong?"

Hong Kou was even more aggrieved in an instant, and she asked, "The disciple asks himself, what is wrong with doing righteousness and justice?"

"It's these devils who not only scavenge the people's fat in this black forest country, but also destroy people's homes and kidnap innocent people as coolies... Master, look, the innocent people in this village will be taken away by them!"

Hong Kou spoke very earnestly, but also with a lot of disappointment, as if she did not believe that her master would compromise with such a demon.

Bo Qianhong sighed helplessly, then took out a magic weapon called the 'Qiankun Mirror', cast spells on the mirror, and retraced everything that happened in the mountain village just now.

Hong Kou didn't take it seriously at first, but when she looked at it, she was dumbfounded...

Bo Qianhong said: "The real situation is completely different from what you imagined. Not only are these three blood pond disciples not doing evil, but they have prevented even greater evil from happening."

"And what caused such evil..."

Hong Kou said in despair: "It turned out to be me..."

Xia Qingyang didn't care how Bo Qianhong educated his disciples. Instead, he felt some familiarity when she cast the spell.

It's not such a coincidence, is it?
(End of this chapter)