Song Shiyun's face under the mask of Luosha was cold. Liuligu and Huangquan Sect had a good relationship with each other. He naturally knew that she cared about the meaning of the head of Huangquan Sect. Huangquan Sect and Lingyun Sect have been in the world for hundreds of years. Lingyun Sect has risen in recent decades. Although Huangquan Sect has become less active, it is still harassing.

The Huangquan Sect is not far from Yinfeng Sect. The head of the Huangquan Sect also felt the shocking movement in the battle between Yinfeng Sect. He looked at the Lord of Liuli Valley with pity, without saying a word, waiting for the people of the Tuling Sect to speak.

"Huangquan Sect..."

The Lord of Liuli Valley had a pretty face and looked at the head of Tu Ling Sect with hope.

The head of the Tu Ling Sect is a short, fat middle-aged man. He suddenly flashed through his eyes. The Tu Ling Sect has been in alliance with Liuli Valley for generations, and there are too many interests involved. If Liuli Valley is destroyed and the wealth path is severely broken, the Tu Ling Sect will also be greatly damaged.

The head of the Tu Ling Sect gritted his teeth. He and the Lord of Liuli Valley already had two forces, which would inevitably lead to the rejection of others. He did not believe that other forces would be willing to surrender.

The head of the Tu Ling Sect stood up and said coldly: "Master, Master Liuli Valley Master did not offend you, why bother to kill me? This matter is serious, so I have to wait for time to consider it."

The old man cried with the turbid eyes and said with interest: "The wind can blow away a piece of white paper, but it cannot blow away a butterfly. The meaning of life lies in resistance. The head of the Pavilion is a god-like cultivation and ambition in the world, but there are many warriors in this world."

Everyone was shocked when they heard this. The old man cried and was afraid that the world would not be in chaos, so he even fanned the flames at this time.

Li Bumian smiled and said coldly: "Warrior? Martyr's ears."

Bang!

The giant claw of Source Power was squeezed hard, and the Lord of Liuli Valley and the few people beside her instantly burst into pieces of flesh and blood, filling up with mist of blood, only the remaining clothes and handfuls of dark hair.

He killed several god-transforming cultivators in a flash of his fingers, and everyone present was nervous. If he did not surrender, would this be the end? No one dared to come forward to challenge Li Bumian. His strength was terrible. The huge pit of Yinfeng Sect was mostly a good thing that the blood-torn Pavilion Master did.

A vortex of source power burst out from Li Bumian's palm, sucking the entire body of the six god-transforming cultivators into their palms, then twisted them into pieces, incorporated them into their bodies, assimilating them into source power, and recovering to almost 40%.

The head of the Tu Ling Sect looked like earthy and his expression became dark. He sat down. The atmosphere at the banquet suddenly dropped to freezing point. The cold murderous aura seemed to pierce into people's bone marrow, making people shudder.

The Yin-Yang Master took a deep breath and knew the horror of blood torture the Pavilion Master. He swallowed his throat, then clapped his hands, summoned a group of beautiful female cultivators, poured moon wine for everyone to ease the depressing atmosphere.

The long table of Lingjing was filled with moon wine, and a scent of wine filled the smell of wine. The wine in the jade cup was extremely clear, without any impurities, like a clear spring. The most peculiar thing was that there was a faint reflection of the moon on the surface of the wine. However, at this time, everyone was not in the mood to drink and were thinking about subjugation.

Only a beautiful woman picked up the wine glass and fed it to the old man Tianhui's mouth, and asked him to take a sip. The old man Tianhui was too lazy to take the wine glass, too lazy to toast, and too lazy to say his congratulations.

Song Shiyun took the wine jar from her maid and poured Li Bumian over the most advanced way. Looking at Li Bumian's performance, she felt that Lingyun Sect was in danger.

At this moment, the deacon of Nanyang Sect raised his wine glass and said respectfully to Li Bumian: "People Master Li, I represent Nanyang Sect to treat the Pavilion Master with a cup."

All the demonic forces present frowned, wondering what a righteous sect in Nanyang Sect came here to get involved. If it weren't for Li Bumian's consideration, they would have taken action together and destroyed the representatives from Nanyang Sect.

Song Shiyun was also very serious in her heart. Nanyang Sect was also the archenemy of Lingyun Sect. She didn't know what the hell was going to make when she came here.

Li Bumian said it online and had no intention of paying attention to the deacon of Nanyang Sect. He did not say a word, and regarded him as air, but he thought about it in his heart.

The deacon of Nanyang Sect was bored, and laughed awkwardly twice, put the scoop of moon wine into the storage bag, and prepared to turn around and take it back to his apprentice.

The Yin-Yang Sect Master's eyelids twitched. Is there anyone who packed them like this?

Many demonic forces present sneered at it, Nanyang Sect, don’t you feel embarrassed?

"Does the Pavilion Master still remember Nie Xiaorou from Yancheng?"

The deacon of Nanyang Sect said with a smile.

Song Shiyun was struck by lightning. Isn’t Nie Xiaorou the chief disciple of Lingyun Sect? Song Shiyun suddenly thought of something. She heard that Nanyang Sect had blocked Nie Xiaorou in Yancheng and wanted to kill the genius of Lingyun Sect in the cradle, but was rescued by the blood-torn Pavilion Master.

Song Shiyun was like a sudden enlightenment. She hadn't remembered this yet. Only now did she know why Li Bumian sneaked into Lingyun Sect. It must be because of this relationship.

Li Bumian played with Baoding iron balls and said calmly: "You continue talking."

The deacon of Nanyang Sect sniffed and said a little embarrassedly: "The sect leader asked the villain to come and ask about the relationship between the sect master and Lingyun Sect. If he is a friend, my sect will not oppose Lingyun Sect anymore."

Song Shiyun sighed in her heart. Her apprentice's energy was too great. Even the feud between the two sects that had been for hundreds of years could be resolved. However, the fact that Li Bumian was her apprentice was her apprentice, Song Shiyun could only make up for it and secretly felt relieved.

Li Bumian asked, "What if I am an enemy of Lingyun Sect?"

The deacon of Nanyang Sect replied: "Then my Nanyang Sect is willing to surrender to the blood-torming Pavilion and help the Pavilion Master unify the Southern Region!"

Many demonic forces were shocked, but they didn't expect that the first one to bow down was the righteous sect!

Li Bumian sneered and said, "Nanyang Sect, this name is too vulgar, I disdain."

The deacon of Nanyang Sect was stunned. If he said this, is Li Bumian an enemy of Lingyun Sect?

Without waiting for the reaction of the deacon of Nanyang Sect, Li Bumian stretched out his hand and pushed it out with an unparalleled force. The deacon of Nanyang Sect and his subordinates behind him could not resist at all. They were instantly beaten into powder by the huge force and turned into a piece of loess one after another. Their lifelong cultivation was sucked into the source power vortex of the palm by Li Bumian, and assimilated into their own strength.

Everyone sighed, blood abused the Lord of the Pavilion and was bloody and bloody, and he would kill people without any objection. Others were willing to surrender, but because the name of the sect was not in line with their appetite, they would kill them all. If he was really allowed to unify the Southern Region, wouldn’t this people be in a hurry? But they didn’t care, they were all demon cultivators themselves.

"People, my sister is thinking about the Pavilion Master day and night, hoping to see the Pavilion Master day and night, can she take off her mask and show her?"

The snake women in Tengshe Club made a coquettish voice, and looked like a simple girl, asking Li Bumian.

The surrounding leaders of the demons had goose bumps. The old woman over 600 years old pretended to be young, which made them feel a little disgusted.

The snake girl is charming in her words, and she also adds charm during her speech. Although she does not think that it can make the blood-torming Pavilion Master fall into the trap, it can also arouse some favors.

Everyone present was also very curious, not knowing what the face under Li Bumian's mask looked like.
Chapter completed!