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Chapter 535: The brutality and advancement of the rogues

After a few people exchanged pleasantries, the atmosphere suddenly became a lot more lively.

Drinking tea, talking about mysteries and Taoism, everyone gained something, especially Xueliuyun. This person has an extremely profound understanding of magic, exercises, etc., and is not limited to the blood path.

As for Master Baimei's thunder method, the Yu family's style actually also has quite some insights.

Every few comments can go straight to the point and make people suddenly realize. After a few hours, everyone feels that they have met each other too late.

The Yu family father and son originally had a hint of secret informing in their hearts, and the idea of ​​exchanging a big reward from the Hei clan was completely gone now.

There is no false person under the great reputation.

Others have struggled for hundreds of years and survived the encirclement and suppression of many families in Beiyuan. Their Taoism in all aspects has reached a state of perfection. The communication techniques they think are secret may be known as soon as they are sent out.

By the time……

Yu Zhong shuddered secretly.

The Hei family is not the master of the Ming Dynasty. The ancestor died unjustly back then, and the Yu family must not make the same mistake again.

"Rider, I wonder what kind of heroes the two of you are next to you?"

Master Baimei asked.

"Haha, I'm about to introduce you to Taoist Brother Baimei."

The blood cloud pointed to a handsome young man with translucent skin on the left: "This is my second brother, Li Tu."

"Blood-hand demon!"

Baimei Zhenren's expression changed.

This person is really famous. Compared with Xueliuyun, he looks like a typical blood monk. He has a cold and weird temperament. He refers to the past and likes killing very much. He is not limited to casual cultivators and family backgrounds. He slaughters millions of people in the city and turns it into a river of blood. , incorporated into his bloody hands.

Along the way, countless Jindan Foundation-building families and sects were slaughtered from top to bottom, and all living beings were extinct.

"I've met Taoist friends."

The corners of the blood-handed demon Li Tu's mouth twitched slightly, revealing a stiff smile.

"I've met Taoist friends."

The three people stood up and saluted quickly, not daring to show any signs of neglect.

"This is my third brother, Tie Xingzhong."

Xue Liuyun pointed at a skinny old man on the right with dark blue skin, who looked like he was made of spiritual gold.

“I’ve seen Taoist Brother Iron Bone Pagoda!”

Baimei Zhenren and the other three were shocked again.

This Tie Xingzhong was born in a branch of the Tie family in Guishan, the leader of the righteous path. For unknown reasons, he killed many golden elixirs and tens of thousands of foundation-building and Qi-training monks who were direct descendants of the Tie family, and betrayed the Tie family.

He practices the Tie family's "Steel and Iron Bone Nashan Method" and is extremely talented. He has perfected his body training skills to a very high level. He is known as the Iron Bone Pagoda. He heard that the magic weapons of ordinary peak Golden elixir monks cannot harm him in the slightest.

Tie Xingzhong nodded slightly without saying anything.

It can be seen that these two people are quite arrogant, do not think highly of the three of them, and have no interest in chatting.

The three people with white eyebrows didn't have any dissatisfaction, but breathed a sigh of relief.

"Bai Mei, do you know where Tushan Sword Cultivator is?"

The bloody-handed demon Li Tu called him by his name and asked politely.

"Second brother, be polite to fellow Taoist Baimei. To be able to be where we are today, the help of fellow Taoists from all walks of life is indispensable."

Xue Liuyun smiled bitterly.

"Don't dare."

Master Baimei was very adaptable to this. In the world of immortal cultivation, the strong are respected. He believed that he was inferior to the other party, and it should be so. He cupped his hands and said: "When I came to Beiyuan, Taoist Tushan was still in his Tushan Immortal City."

"The matter of General Bronze Drum..."

Master Baimei said apologetically: "Back then, the journey was far away and I didn't know it. Please forgive me, fellow Taoist."

The bloody-handed man-demon was noncommittal.

"Cough cough."

"Brother Baimei Taoist." Xue Liuyun broke the slightly stiff situation and said, "You don't know yet, but a friend of mine sent a message from that area that Lord Shenya once visited Tushan Immortal City once."

"Now, there is no such thing as the Tushan Immortal City or the Blood Palace, there is only the Hei clan's Tushan domain."

"True Lord Yuanying?"

Master Baimei's body was shaken and his face turned pale.

The Seven Feather Sect was the place where he was born and grew up. The place he had guarded for more than five hundred years was his concern for almost his entire life, and his feelings were extremely deep.

"Brother Dao, please be at ease."

Xue Liuyun didn't show any concern and comforted him: "Zhou Yan and Taoist brother and disciple Li Qingyun escaped successfully. The Hei family did not spend too much energy on them."

"Not only that, Tushan Sword Cultivator and Hua Xue both managed to escape, especially Tu Shan Sword Cultivator. This person's ability to escape from the hands of True Lord Shenya is indeed extraordinary."

he exclaimed.

The bloody-handed demon and Tie Zhongxing also showed serious expressions.

Although they are famous in Beiyuan and even the peak Golden Core cultivators don't look down upon them, but when facing True Monarch Nascent Soul, they are very clear about the difference.

Tushan Sword Cultivator was able to escape from the hands of True Lord Shenya, whether it was luck or strength, he was not an ordinary person.

"Sanyan and Qingyun escaped?"

Master Baimei said in surprise, a glimmer of hope suddenly ignited in his despairing heart.

He quite trusts Xue Liuyun's information. He has a wide network of friends, and those friends may be members of the Shang family and the Hei family. Relying on the channels of the two families, many things can be known in advance.

"Thank you, Master, for informing me."

Master Baimei bowed deeply and said proactively: "You want to ask Tushan Sword Cultivator if you have contacted me, right? I swear by my Taoist heart that this person and I have only met each other a few times and have no friendship. This time in Beiyuan, I have never met this person before.”

"If any discovery is made, the rider will be notified as soon as possible."

His posture became lower and lower, with a hint of surrender.

Obviously, it is almost expressly stated that he will jump on the boat of Xueyun Shiba and pursue the path of Nascent Soul, and he will die without regrets.

"I believe in Taoist Brother Baimei."

Xue Liuyun was overjoyed and helped him up.

"In fact, when we are looking for Tushan Sword Cultivator, we are not necessarily seeking revenge for Ninth Brother and the others."

Xue Liuyun pondered for a moment and then spoke his true words: "Ninth brother and the others also made some mistakes and were a little domineering. I know all of this. As long as Tushan sword cultivator can kneel in front of the graves of the two of them and wear hemp and mourn for three years." , I would like to become brothers with different surnames, die in the same year, the same month, and the same day, and pursue the Yuan Ying Dao together, and live forever without any regrets."

"The Lord is so generous, I can't wait."

Master Baimei showed a hint of envy.

This is to be included in the ranks of the Eighteen Blood Cloud Riders from the beginning, and to wait and see, share the Nascent Soul Skills, and no longer have to fight life and death like myself, and go through various tests to obtain them.

As for observing mourning for three years, in his opinion, it is just a way to appease the internal affairs.

Although it seems embarrassing, it is nothing compared to the Avenue of Immortality.

As for the reason, it is naturally because of strength.

Being able to escape from the hands of the Nascent Soul cultivator is too shocking. This kind of person is of great use.

In the sky, Jiang Ding silently stared at the few people chatting happily.

A hint of murderous intent slowly disappeared.

That's it for others. The bloody-handed demon Li Tu liked to kill mortals too much. He would kill millions at every turn and create a river of soul-blood, which made him very unhappy and violated his basic moral values.

Every time I see him, he will be killed casually. Whoever stops him will die.

"Rogue bandits, disorder, riots, and bloodshed, this is their normal state."

Jiang Ding said to himself: "His mission is not over yet. I cannot kill him. I must wait until he completes his historical mission of shaking the order of the Beiyuan family before I can kill such an anti-human monk."

After saying that, he stopped paying attention to what the few people were discussing and turned around to leave.

(End of this chapter)