Treading Blood to Sky’s End Chapter 1715: 1 person, 1 stick

On the Purple Mulberry Continent, there is a jade rock mountain range that stretches for countless miles. To the east is the green mountains and green waters, to the west is heavy snowfall, to the north the autumn wind sweeps the leaves, and to the south is the purple mulberry field. You can see how far it stretches, almost across the entire continent. mainland.

At this time, in the northwest of the mountain range, there is a peak with trees showing in the forest and covered with snow that has not melted for thousands of years. There is a snow temple on the top of the peak, but it has been dilapidated for many years. Most of it was submerged by the snow, leaving only tiles. The eaves are making their last desperate struggle.

With the fluctuations in the sky, a figure fell out of the air, landing lightly on the red tiles with bare feet.

"It's actually made of red flame stone. We need to get some." The person who spoke was bald, with sharp eyebrows and phoenix eyes. The color of his white clothes was comparable to that of goose feathers and white snow.

"It's been so many years, and my spirituality is almost gone, but you still want it. You're really a rag picker." On a rock not far away, the snow shook off, revealing a man who had been sitting cross-legged for an unknown amount of time. His appearance is exactly that of Enma, and the other bald fake monk is, of course, Zhang Tianliu, the demon monk Wuhua who has been causing trouble in Zisang recently.

He grabbed a piece of red tile and looked at it: "I just thought it had lost its spirituality. If it still has plenty of fire spirit, I don't want it anymore."

"Just pick up rags, what excuse can you make." As he spoke, Yan Mo grabbed the snow on the side, wrenched out a woman who didn't know how to live or die, and threw it on the red tiles at Zhang Tianliu's feet.

"This person's soul has been sealed by me, you can control it at will."

"Why did you choose a girl?" Zhang Tianliu frowned.

"I can't help it. In my area, she is the only one who is most suitable. How about you wait another two months?"

"Yes." Zhang Tianliu nodded.

"Well, sir, two months, if you do what they do, you'll be done in two months. Now you don't care about men and women, they all use it the same."

"You have such a bad taste, you have done it often." Zhang Tianliu said sarcastically, completely forgetting that he had manipulated a girl to do bad things not only once!

"Do you dare? If not, use your current body and change it." Balrog said angrily.

"No, my body is built according to the best human body structure. The epidermis is made of my active cells and cannot be changed. Once the structure is changed, it will be incomplete and the cell coverage is not enough. It is easy for people to see through at a glance. Besides, "What I want is identity. I need someone in Baihuan to know him and know that he is here for revenge."

"I don't care about that. Anyway, you have to disrupt the situation as soon as possible."

"You don't understand what I mean. A man's revenge is different from a woman's revenge. Women will subconsciously attach themselves to the strong and betray themselves..."

"This is your business, and you should consider how to explain it."

"This flaw cannot be repaired. If something goes wrong, I will not be responsible."

"Alas!" Yan Mo was really helpless and shook his head: "You think everyone is like you? Yes, it is good for people to become spirits as they age, but how many old people can really become spirits? Monks are not all scheming. He has a delusion of persecution, he kills his whole family, and he wants to take revenge. He doesn’t care whether he is a man or a woman.”

"Logically, it seems reasonable, but in common sense the probability is extremely small. Let's put it this way, there is a woman who wants you to avenge her, and you agree, and you may also help her improve her strength. The problem is that this improvement , you will never finish it in a short time, because quick success requires a price! And the most direct and simple way is to take the girl to get a cup and let her see with her own eyes how you revenge her, after all, she is too beautiful."

"Hehe, hehe!"

The flame demon laughed angrily, and gritted his teeth as he said, "Can't you use another body to take her into a cup and fly her?"

"The operation is a bit difficult, and you didn't prepare another suitable one for me..."

"Okay, okay, I beg you to stop talking nonsense, you try, if it doesn't work, try another approach, even if it fails, I will accept it, okay!"

Zhang Tianliu stopped talking nonsense this time and did not see him taking action. The nano-bug clouds that appeared around him gathered under the unconscious female cultivator and lifted her up until she was suspended in front of Zhang Tianliu as if she were standing.

"What are you doing?" Yan Mo obviously couldn't understand Zhang Tianliu's next operation. Was that...makeup?

"To make it black, of course it needs to have a smoky style or something. Change your clothes to black, and add some black tattoos to cover up the runes. No, it's black from head to toe. This is very suitable for black. Transform the wind."

"Sick." Yan Mo sneered: "That's just a costume in your film and television dramas to highlight the transformation of characters. The real situation is not so dark."

"Let me ask you, does she look evil now?"

The demon said angrily: "Xie, the ancestor of all evils is about to die."

"After all, the increase in strength is too unbelievable. This is normal. Either the evil demon invades the body, or it is bewitched and used by the evil demon."

"It's up to you. In short, open the situation as soon as possible." Balrog said, stood up and flew into the sky.

"Hey, this flight went straight to an altitude of 37,000 meters. The wind was strong enough to tear the small realm apart, and I actually carried it directly with my body. It seems that I have used some method to improve my body recently. I have to be more careful in the future. ”

After thinking for a moment, Zhang Tianliu withdrew his gaze and focused on the blackened flesh in front of him.

Now that the Jingcang Sect is finished, it’s the Baihuan Sect’s turn.

One person and one sap, no one suffers!

Half a month later.

Zisang Nanhai, Baihuan Island.

The Baihuan Formation, which gives even the Saint Realm Magic Array Masters a headache, is like a darkened back garden. Turn on the Talisman Escape and stroll through the many restrictions to log into the island.

The birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and the color is purple.

The purple mulberry trees here are older than those on the mainland, and the inferior ones are more than ten thousand years old. This kind of purple mulberry leaves are more spiritual, and the silkworms they raise are naturally better. Baihuan gave up on the huge purple mulberry continent. The chassis will also take root here.

Zhang Tianliu still doesn’t know that the silk cloth produced here is known as the best in the Eight Seas and is the first choice material for many Eight Seas monks to refine their robes.

"If this is ruined, it will be a big deal!"

Hei Hua Zhang smiled sadly. As he walked, he was like a moth flapping its wings, and dust kept falling off.

"Huh?"

"What's wrong, Junior Sister Miao?"

Miao Jin looked around, shook his head and said, "It seemed like someone took a peek at me just now."

The male disciple who asked the question smiled and said, "I think it's an illusion."

Another female disciple in charge of patrolling the mountain also laughed and said, "Maybe it's Master secretly observing whether we are lazy!"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Master's realm is so high. If you really want to see it, how can we find it?" the male disciple scolded.

“Oh, you’re kidding, it’s true.” The female disciple smiled and said to Miao Jin, “Are you still there?”

Miao Jin shook his head in confusion.

"It's probably because I haven't been able to improve my cultivation recently. Junior Sister Miao is almost at Consummation. Find an opportunity and give it a try."

"Well, I've been feeling a little uneasy lately." Miao Jin also felt that it was her own worries.

The three of them continued patrolling.

Shortly after they left, the place where they originally stopped rippled, and some dust fell.

None of the three of them noticed that they just had a brush with death!

Of course this **** of death is Hei Hua Zhang.

He noticed the three of them early and stopped before they approached. When they approached, because Miao Jin was also there, Zhang Tianliu glanced subconsciously. The distance was too close at that time, less than half a foot, so he let the little girl Lingjue called the police, which shows that Zhang Tianliu's soul is not strong enough.

Although he has mastered the three methods of controlling the gods, for Zhang Tianliu, this method is only helpful in distracting his mind. His Yuanshen realm is only in the Xiaojiu realm. Miao Jin is at the peak of the Xiaojing realm, and he has been in contact with her more than once. For once, the spiritual connection between each other was much stronger than that between strangers.

Walking around the edge of Baihuan Island and returning to the original place, Hei Hua Zhang no longer needed to hide. He lifted the talisman and strode through the purple mulberry forest towards the mountain gate.

No matter how confident Bai Huan is in the formation, in order to reduce consumption, the formation will not be fully activated, usually only one tenth or even less. Therefore, patrolling disciples are arranged. There are also gatekeeper disciples in front of the mountain gate. When they see Hei Hua Zhang's first reaction was not to scold or speak rudely, but to be surprised. Then he stepped forward very respectfully and asked, "I wonder if the visiting senior can tell me his name so that the junior can go up and report."

Hei Hua Zhang smiled evilly and made the four of them look crazy. Unexpectedly, Hei Hua Zhang opened his mouth and said, "Don't be so polite. You guys are making me embarrassed to kill the whole family."

The four gatekeeper disciples were stunned at the same time, their expressions instantly darkened, and they simultaneously showed their weapons and said, "What on earth did you come to Baihuan Sect for?"

At the same time, one person turned around and flew up the mountain.

Hei Hua Zhang did not hide his cultivation. He was a proper Great Realm monk, and the four gatekeepers were only at the fifth or sixth level of the Small Realm.

"That's right. Since I haven't been attacked by sperm, I don't have any scruples about attacking." Heihua Zhang did not stop him. He waved his sleeves while speaking, and the surging true energy directly lifted the three of them into the air and rolled them in the air. One by one, they hit the nearby purple mulberry trees, and blood spurted out.

"Who dares to hurt my Baihuan disciple?" With an angry shout, two people flew from the sky, one old and one young, both of whom were in the early stage of the Great Realm.

Heihua Zhang shook his hand, and the newly refined war sword, renamed Mo Lin, held up a gloomy cold light, and rushed up into the air as if the sword was carrying a person, rushing in front of the two of them.

The two reacted very quickly and used the flying sword magic weapon at the same time.

But they underestimated Hei Hua Zhang, and even more underestimated Zhan Jian Mo Lin.

I saw that the hilt of the black scale sword seemed to blend into the blackened Zhang's black robe. He turned it along the cuff and used the sleeve circle slash to lightly bypass the flying sword. Behind him was the bronze bell magic weapon. He struck hard, and as the bell rang, all the disciples who followed nearby covered their ears with their hands, holding their breath and concentrating to resist the sound of the bell.

At the same moment when the bell sounded, Mo Lin took advantage of the counter-shock of the copper bell, folded his cuffs, and reversed the sword blade, and used another tricky angle to bypass the trembling copper bell. The middle door of the old monk behind him was wide open, and a sword energy passed through the old monk's chest. The blood he brought had no time to spread, and turned into strands of blood, chasing Mo Lin, and penetrated into the sword body. middle.

After tasting the blood of the monks in the Great Realm, Mo Lin seemed to have an appetite. The scales on the sword bloomed like flowers, just like the double blades of mandarin ducks in the past. They used scales as feathers and separated from the sword body, surrounding the old and the young.

Everything happened in just a blink of an eye, from when Heihua Zhang took action to when the two were surrounded by Mo Lin, the sound of the bell reached the ears of nearby disciples. During this period, Mo Lin bypassed the flying sword, hit the copper bell, and then circled the copper bell. Use your sword energy to attack the enemy, and you won't even be able to breathe before and after.

After half a breath, neither the old man nor the young man could hold on. Under the nibbles of the ink scales, a bloodless corpse fell towards the valley below.

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