The dust in the pit gradually dissipated, and Huang Wuming did not get up, and everyone celebrated. They agreed that Huang Wuming was attacked by Wangchuan so fiercely, and even if he did not die, he would be disabled for life. It is inevitable that Daoji would be destroyed. Perhaps Huang Wuming would still struggle to death, but they believed that as long as Wangchuan was in danger, Huang Wuming would be just a bed bug that could be crushed to death at any time.

However, they did not realize how powerful "Blood Nervous" is. Blood Nervous is a magic skill comparable to Youdu's twelve unique skills. If it weren't for the repeated suppression of Zhengqi Dao Alliance and the Wild Fire Camp, I wonder how many powerful demons would appear in this world and how many catastrophes would be caused.

The demon who practices blood nerves can still make a comeback even if his body and head are different, as long as his soul is immortal. If he can get more nourishment of blood full of essence, he can even condense a new body and reshape the Taoist foundation. What's more, the current Huang Wuming, although he is seriously injured, the Taoist foundation has not been destroyed.

These righteous monks are too careless! They are actually like flowers in greenhouses, and have been growing up under the protection of elders of the masters. They rarely experience the hardships that may die at any time like they are now. Even if various sects often hold experiences, they are still trained under the leadership of some masters of their fellow disciples.

Since the founding of Chen State, the demons of the Demon Cult have been very low-key for more than a hundred years. The righteous monks rarely fight with the demons of the Demon Cult. Therefore, the righteous monks now have no idea how vicious the demons of the Demon Cult are and how powerful the demons of the Demon Cult are. Not to mention these younger generations, although they have heard of the various sects of the Demon Cult from the master's classics and the master's mouths, they have never seen them with their own eyes and have not had a real battle with the demons of the Demon Cult. Therefore, when they face these cruel demons of the Demon Cult, their minds and nature will be affected, and there is no need to say about the sense of crisis.

If a swan cannot experience the wind and rain, it is no different from a sparrow.

Just as these righteous monks relaxed their vigilance, a blood light flew out of the earth pit, and a flash of lightning penetrated a monk's chest. The monk stared straight, his smile suddenly stopped, reached out and lowered his head to touch the wound, turned his head in disbelief, trying to see what was going on, but before he could speak, he died.

The noise came to an abrupt end. The righteous monks turned around and looked at the monks who fell to the ground and died at the same time, and were shocked. Someone didn't know how to scream in pain, and then the crowd began to mess up and escaped everywhere. However, the blood light hit and did not stop. Instead, they flew back and forth among the crowd, blood arrows flew up, screams continued, and the righteous monks fell down one by one.

Only a few monks hid behind Wangchuan and looked at the corpses all over the ground in horror. Some of them even had shit and urine, sobbing in a low voice. They had never seen such a tragic scene. They hugged each other and chatted and laughed. In the blink of an eye, the heavens and man were separated forever. They were really scared, and their hearts were already confused, and they were no different from ordinary mortals at this moment.

Seeing this, Ouyang Feiyu, Liu Xisheng and others looked extremely solemn. They had experienced many fierce battles and had killed many demons of the Demon Sect with their own hands. However, it was the first time that a demon demon like Huang Wuming had encountered it. The terrifying demon skill of the Blood Nervous made them feel scared.

Wangchuan knew that he was underestimating the enemy. He originally thought that under the attack of the four levels of Pure Yang Sword Art, Fire Control God Art, Thunder Spirit Power, and Water Spirit Power, it would be difficult for Huang Wuming to fight back. He originally planned to adjust his breathing a little, so he forced Huang Wuming to hand over the antidote to the Forbidden Demon Pill, but he also expected that Huang Wuming would leave behind a move and kill the unarmed righteous monks while they were not paying attention. Huang Wuming's purpose was very obvious. He wanted to absorb all the blood of these righteous monks who took the Forbidden Demon Pill to recover their injuries and quickly improve their cultivation level, so as to launch a final attack on Wangchuan, Ouyang Feiyu and others.

The group of righteous monks who had died were quickly shriveled, and all their blood penetrated into the soil. The blood nerves were too strange. Wangchuan witnessed all this but could not stop it. In the pit that Huang Wuming smashed out, blood qi soared into the sky, and all their blood flowed into the pit, forming a pool of blood.

Suddenly, the blood pool began to boil and blood bubbles rolled out. Huang Wuming floated on the water surface, and a strange smile appeared on his face. A gust of cold wind began to blew around him, and a cold black air filled the blood pool. Terrible roars and crazy laughter came, as if the demon was resurrected from the abyss and echoing around the blood pool.

Gradually, a powerful force burst out from the blood pool. The earth suddenly trembled, and the land around the blood pool suddenly collapsed. Huang Wuming's body suddenly stood up, his face turned blue and black, his scarlet eyes were deeply sunk, his face was covered with meridians like earthworms, two snow-white fangs appeared at the corners of his mouth, and his body was covered with thick blood. The black air was lingering on his claws, and his whole body was as terrifying as a living zombie.

"Damn kid, I want you to die today!" Huang Wuming stared at Wangchuan with his sunken eyes, showing a cold murderous intent, and the blood swelled. The ground was shaking, just like several earth dragons swimming from it. Seeing this, Wangchuan shouted carefully, jumped up, and slashed with a sword. The sharp pure Yang sword energy instantly slashed towards the ground.

With a loud bang, the ground suddenly exploded, and the sword energy collided with several blood lights, making an explosion sound, rolling up the soil and splashing. A huge gully appeared on the ground, and a red light flew out of the soil and shot straight towards Liu Xisheng. Liu Xisheng's face changed and he retreated continuously. Wangchuan turned around and looked into his palms and became claws. A hot flame appeared from the broken arm. The fire light flashed, and the fire spirit arm stretched several feet long to grab the blood light.

The blood light was caught and suddenly wanted to penetrate Wangchuan's palm. Seeing this, Wangchuan shouted angrily, and the Fire Control God Technique was used. The hot air wave surged around, and a raging flame appeared on his palm. The flame emitted a red light, which was different from the ordinary fire. The blood light was scorching in the flame, and continued to breathe for several times, then turned into a burst of blue smoke and disappeared.

Wangchuan looked at Huang Wuming coldly and cursed in anger: "Emperor Wuming, you are an elder of a sect. You are so shameless that you actually hurt someone with a hidden arrow. If you have anything to do, you can come to me and bully the weak women. What's the point of being able to do it?"

"Little bastard, I can force me to this point. No wonder you can win in Fengyulou's Taoist martial arts performance." Huang Wuming sneered, a pool of blood quickly bottomed out, and his body swelled again, looking much younger than before, and his rich blood still included his body. Anyone with discerning eyes knew that his cultivation level had been improved at this moment. Judging from the amazing power he exuded, his cultivation level at this moment was at least the Great Perfection of the Void Realm.

"Wangchuan, talking about the morality of the world with such demon sects is like playing the piano against a cow. Let's work together, and we can't kill this old dog if we don't believe it." Liu Xisheng said in a deep voice. The Emperor Wuming's sneak attack just now made her angry. She wished she could crush the Emperor Wuming's bones and extinguish them.

"Don't talk nonsense to him, Wangchuan, let's do it. Even if you die today, you will kill this old dog." Xia Zhixue said angrily. If Ouyang Feiyu had not rescued him in time, he would have died at the hands of Emperor Wuming. She would have hated Emperor Wuming.

"Emperor Wuming, we have already reported the actions of your Blood God Sect to the master. I believe that in a few days, your Blood God Sect will be uprooted by the Wastewater Camp and the Zhengqi Dao Alliance. If you have self-knowledge, it is best to surrender now. At that time, we can say a few good words for you. Maybe you can still keep one of the Wastewater Camp and the Zhengqi Dao Alliance. Otherwise, you should be clear about the consequences." Liu Xisheng, a disciple of Taixu Temple, has a clear distinction between love and hate, hate, hates evil, does not like fighting, but is not afraid of war. Xia Zhixue is young and easy to act irritable, while Ouyang Feiyu is different. She is very rational.

Just now, Ouyang Feiyu had already seen the power of blood nerves. Faced with the powerful Huang Wuming, she, Liu Xisheng, Xia Zhixue, and Wuchen did not even have the power to fight back, and even became a burden to Wangchuan. Although he had defeated Emperor Wuming before, Ouyang Feiyu knew that Wangchuan was not feeling well. In the early stage of Taixu Realm, against the middle stage of the Void Realm, it was not easy to have a horizontal division of a large realm and several small realms.

Now, Huang Wuming's cultivation is stronger than that, and it is difficult for her to be sure whether Wangchuan can kill Huang Wuming. Even if Wangchuan can create another miracle, they may be seriously injured even if they don't die. For the sake of the present, it is best to avoid a battle, but they cannot let Huang Wuming do whatever he wants and let him harm the dozen righteous monks behind him. After thinking about it, she could only use the Zhengqi Dao Alliance and the Wild Fire Camp to scare him away.

Huang Wuming snorted coldly, full of disdain for Ouyang Feiyu's threat. He sneered and said, "Little baby, you don't have to pretend to be a stunt. Want to scare me. It's your first day to be a grandfather! Since grandfather dares to capture you righteous disciples, he doesn't take the Zhengqi Dao Alliance and the Wilderness Camp seriously. Do you think the Zhengqi Dao Alliance and the Wilderness Camp will stand up for you? I tell you, they are so careless now, how can they care about you little calves? Heaven is about to change, and your Zhengqi Dao Alliance will be gone forever."

Wangchuan was extremely suspicious when he heard this. He secretly speculated that if Emperor Wuming was not aimless, then Zhengqi Dao Alliance and the Wastewater Camp should be in trouble at this moment. What trouble did they encounter, so that Emperor Wuming would firmly believe that heaven was about to change? Jiang Xun, Jiang Tang and others suddenly appeared in Jingzhou. Zhao Wuji's expression changed drastically after receiving the order. He hurriedly led Xuanyuwei to leave Jingzhou. Fan Lihuawu brothers and Qin Dao threatened that the storm was coming. Is the world really going to be in chaos? Blood God Sect is so bold and reckless, is there anyone behind it? Huang Wuming said that the days of Zhengqi Dao Alliance being powerful and blessed will never come back. Could it be that Youdu will lead the Demon Sect to launch a war of righteousness and demons?

The Zhengqi Dao Alliance is now in full swing, and young talents are emerging one after another. The strength should be becoming increasingly stronger. Although the Youdu and the Demon Sect have been resting for more than a hundred years and their strength has increased, they are not so arrogant. You dare to challenge the entire Zhengqi Dao Alliance and the Wild Fire Camp.

Wangchuan suddenly remembered that when Feng Nanyi killed Wen Buqian, the bloodthirsty technique that Wen Buqian finally performed was somewhat similar to the blood nerves. In Jingzhou City, Tang Palace, with the power of the blood-devouring beads, became like a monster. On that day of Fengyu Tower, Youruo killed An Zengshou with one sword, and a blood light flew out of An Zengshou's body.

Thinking of this, Wangchuan's face changed drastically. He felt as if he had smelled the scent of conspiracy and discovered a shocking secret. Wen Buqian was a disciple of the Duan Dao Sect, and An Zengshou was a member of the Wuji Sect. The Duan Dao Sect and Wuji Sect are both members of the Zhengqi Dao Alliance. How could their disciples practice demon skills? Could it be that the Wuji Sect and the Duan Dao Sect conspired with the Demon Sect to do some shameful things? Especially An Zengshou, it was not like practicing the Demonic Art, but it seemed that he was being taken over by the demons of the Demon Cult.

All signs show that the Zhengqi Dao Alliance is not clear and spotless. I am afraid that many sects have mixed up with the Demon Sect, and it is very likely that many sects are colluding with the Demon Sect to plan something, and even the elders of some sects have been controlled by the Demon Sect. Perhaps, the Demon Sect's hand has reached to the wildfire camp. If what they think is right, then the cultivation world will set off a bloody storm, and even the Chaotong will be in turmoil.

The more Wang Chuan thought about it, the more he felt a chill on his back, and he couldn't help but gasp. He knew that he had to figure it out.

"Even the Zhengqi Dao Alliance and the Wild Fire Camp are not taken seriously. Huang Wuming, I am really curious. Did your Blood God Sect eat the courage of Xiong Xin and Leopard? Do you think you have strong enough to be enemies with the entire cultivation world, or do you have other strengths behind the Blood God Sect? Could it be that your Blood God Sect has become the mud legs of some major sects in my Zhengqi Dao Alliance? I think you should learn to learn Youdu, even if you have to plan something that is harmful to the sky, do it secretly."

Wangchuan looked at Huang Wuming as if he was jokingly, with a sneer in his words, as if he was making fun of Huang Wuming for exaggeration. He didn't know that the sky was high and the earth was thick, but in fact he wanted to explore Huang Wuming's words.

Huang Wuming's face tightened, and then he returned to normal. He sneered and said, "Do you want to mess with my words? Little bastard, I, the Blood God Sect can stand for hundreds of years without falling. How could you, a child with yellow mouth, speculate? One day, you will understand the terror of the Blood God Sect." Huang Wuming slapped his head, as if he remembered something, so he said, "Oh, by the way, you may not be able to live that moment. You must know that offending the Blood God Sect will not end up."

Huang Wuming is worthy of being a person who can take the position of elders and can see through Wangchuan's purpose at a glance. However, his slightly changed expression still captured Wangchuan, and Wangchuan became more determined to think in his heart. Although Huang Wuming was concerned about him, Wangchuan firmly believed that behind the Blood God Sect's blatant actions, there must be a huge conspiracy. I'm afraid that Youdu and other demon sects will be involved, and even some sects in the Zhengqi Dao Sect cannot be spared.

Ouyang Feiyu and Liu Xisheng also felt a stir in their hearts as they listened to Wangchuan's conversation with Emperor Wuming. They knew that Wangchuan was a mature and polite person and would not speak nonsense. The appearance of Jiang Xun, Jiang Guan and Jiang Wei in Youdu had already made them notice. At this moment, seeing the Blood God Sect act so boldly and rampantly, a feeling of uneasiness arises in their hearts. They decided that if they could return to the master's sect safely, they must tell their elders that their power was great, and they believe that the Master Sect will not let the Blood God Sect do whatever they want.

"Huang Wuming, the blood nerves are indeed very powerful, but if I guess correctly, the blood nerves also have disadvantages. If the body cannot bear it, the cultivation level will be regressed at the least, and the body will explode and die at the worst. You have absorbed so many cultivators' essence and blood. Although you have temporarily improved your cultivation level, your body and realm will not keep up, otherwise you will not easily lose to me just now. You should be very anxious to find a place to refine the essence in the essence and blood and stabilize the cultivation level." Wangchuan said.

"The child of Huangkou dares to speak out loud. You can't understand the power of the blood nerves. You might as well tell you that there are many methods for the blood nerves. Grandpa, I haven't used it yet. Grandpa is now in the Great Perfection of the Void Realm. What's the difficulty to deal with you?" Huang Wuming sacrificed his magic weapon, and his eyes were full of disdain.

Wangchuan sneered twice and said, "Emperor Wuming, you should know that although my cultivation level is not as good as you, my Pure Yang True Qi and Fire Control God Art are born to restrain blood nerves. With my thunder-type methods, if you force me into a hurry, I will fight you desperately, and I believe you will find it difficult to get a good deal."

"Boy, grandpa can spare your life. If you know the truth, get out of here now, otherwise, hum."

Huang Wuming was indeed afraid of Wangchuan. As Wangchuan said, the blood nerve technique is indeed very powerful. It can improve its cultivation by seizing the essence from other people's essence and blood. However, if it cannot be refined in time and stabilized in time, it will cause huge damage to the body. Their Yuan Mansion is like a pond. Once the essence and blood of others cannot be refined in time, it will become stagnant water, which will affect the living water in the original pond and will also become stagnant water, and then there will be no living things in this pond. As the more and more essence and blood is absorbed, the pond will be filled. If the stagnant water cannot be leaked out in time, it will explode and die.

Huang Wuming absorbed a large amount of essence and blood at this moment, and was impatient to find a secluded place to refine it. Blood nerves are an evil method, which is practicing the feminine and soft blood evil. Wangchuan's pure yang true energy is strong and yang, and the Fire God Control Art is an immortal method, which is born to restrain blood nerves. Moreover, thunder is the punishment of heaven and earth. All evil spirits and demons in this world are very afraid. This is the principle of thunder breaking all evil.

What's more, the thunder and lightning power mastered by Wangchuan is not comparable to ordinary thunder magic. The spiritual treasure of heaven and earth, the Thunder Spirit Pearl can control the spiritual power of all thunder in the world. If Wangchuan had not had a low cultivation level and had no deep understanding of the way of thunder, the power that could be driven was comparable to the divine thunder that could be overcome.

"You old dog, you dare to have the idea of ​​these monks. Well, old dog, show your full strength, I want to see how powerful your blood nerves are!" Wangchuan snorted coldly, turned his head to Ouyang Feiyu and others and said, "Don't interfere in this battle, just protect these fellow Taoists. I will kill this old dog with my own hands."

"Wangchuan, don't be entrusted. Let us help you kill this old dog together." Liu Xisheng was full of fighting spirit, and Wuchen and Xia Zhixue also agreed. Ouyang Feiyu looked at Wangchuan anxiously. Huang Wuming's cultivation was too high, and she was worried that Wangchuan would be defeated. The dozen righteous monks avoided it far away, hid aside, and did not dare to say anything more.

"Little bastard, I'm ruining the major events of my Blood God Sect, and I dare to speak out loud. Grandpa, if I don't kill you today, my Emperor Wuming will write the three words "I Emperor Wuming" upside down." Huang Wuming was furious, his whole body was released, and the thick blood mist spread rapidly. He turned into a afterimage and rushed directly to Wangchuan.
Chapter completed!