At night, the Bloody Sorrow Group Conference has been completed. To celebrate the official establishment of the group, the first celebration was officially held in the Yin-Yang Magic Cult.

The Wufeng Continent originally did not celebrate the celebrations. The popular culture here is to eat simple food and drink. Everything is simple. The monks should be clear about their hearts and desires, have a stable heart and do not get involved in the world. Unless there is a Taoist couple getting married, they will be lively, hold a banquet and drink some hard.

So when everyone heard the celebration, they were extremely depressed, thinking that they were going to follow another process and continued to listen to the long-term discussion of the blood-torming Pavilion Master, but the development of things far exceeded their expectations.

This was a grand dinner. With the support of the strongest lord system of the Lingyun Sect Master Han Yang, this group of monks ushered in the so-called party, which was a carnival.

After Han Yang exchanged various props with the system, the Yin-Yang Demon Sect became chaotic, like a gathering place for leprosy patients.

Neon spotlights, automatic barbecue, champagne wine, spring dance floor, dynamic music is deafening. Tonight's Yin-Yang Magic Cult is indulgent and has become a nightclub.

Xiao Xuan was playing DJing on the high platform of the dance floor, and was so excited that he was so excited that he used five chivalrous values ​​to exchange the system for the strongest DJing technology, embarked on the ruthless road to DJing, and the whole world was conquered by him.

Of course, what you need most for a qualified party is hot girls.

How can a party be called without snow-white thighs and without shaking Saint Maiden Peak?

Perhaps the female cultivators in Wufeng Continent cannot be let go, but the female cultivators of the Yin-Yang Demon Sect are exceptions.

The high-fork fishnet bunny girl, pink low-collar nurse outfit, ** hot bikini, reflective leather pants and tights, the female cultivator of the Yin-Yang Magic Cult transforms into a nightclub goddess, posing on the dance floor, showing her full curves.

Many demonic forces in the Southern Region could not control them. Duan Yinghao from the Evil Lord Mansion had already set up a small tent and suffered an unprecedented impact, let alone these righteous monks on the beam?

The music shook wildly in my ears, and my chest resonated with it, and I had to become crazy with the music. The entire Yin-Yang Demon Sect was so exciting that it was suffocating.

In the corner of the party, Zhenren Xianyun looked at the female cultivator of the Yin-Yang Demon Cult who was jumping in the spring dance floor, and couldn't help but shed a bloody nose.

"Master, are you okay?"

Chu Mengrong's young mind was greatly impacted. She looked at the female cultivators of the Yin-Yang Demon Cult in a dumbfounded manner. Her mouth was slightly opened and her face was blushing so blushed that she was almost dripping blood. As a woman, how could she be so shameless? She was wearing strange clothes, and even her butt was almost half exposed.

"It's okay to be a teacher."

Zhenren Xianyun wiped off the bleeding from the nose, took a deep breath, and stared at the female cultivators on the dance floor intently.

"Master, let's go, I don't like this place."

After Chu Mengrong said that, he pulled Xianyun Zhenren's arm and wanted to pull him away. Unexpectedly, Xianyun Zhenren's legs seemed to have taken root, and were tightly tied to the ground without moving at all.

"I'm tired of being a teacher, so let me stay here for a while."

Zhenren Xianyun had already started to think about it in his mind. Why didn’t he be a demon monk before? Thinking of his first wife at home, Zhenren Xianyun felt a little regretful. If he hadn’t gotten married, he would be able to have fun on the dance floor at this time.

Ye Hao and a group of time travelers danced in the middle of the dance floor, but they felt as if they were back home. They were very excited. Bloody abuse group, is he really a blockbuster!

Originally, these time travelers were just planning to hang out with the Blood Forge Group for a while. After killing the Master Senluo Sword, they parted ways and fought each other. But at this time they were somewhat conquered by the Master of Blood Forge. It seemed good to hang out with such a fashionable boss, but this idea just flashed a little and was immediately dispelled.

Chu Mengrong looked at Zhenren Xianyun who didn't want to leave, so she cursed her lips and secretly scolded Zhenren Xianyun for being unreasonable. She left the center of Yinyang Island on her own and went to the lakeside to be quiet alone.

Lan Zhu walked to Zhenren Xianyun in her uniform.

"Sir, do you need champagne?"

Lan Zhu held the tray and asked Zhenren Xianyun warmly.

"Come on some."

Lan Zhu nodded and poured for Zhenren Xianyun.

The head of Xuanyin Temple was originally a demon cultivator. He was listed as the five famous sects of the Southern Region after being whitewashed. He seemed to have regained his feelings tonight. He held a cigar in his hands and hugged a female cultivator in Yin and Yang Demon Cult, and swam freely on it with both hands.

When the head of Xuanyin Palace saw Zhenren Xianyun, he led the two female cultivators away and sat next to Zhenren Xianyun. Because the music on the scene was too loud and he couldn't hear the words clearly, he had to use secret techniques to transmit the voice.

"It's very novel, it doesn't seem to belong to this world, what do you think?"

The head of Xuanyin Palace received the champagne from Zhenren Xianyun and started drinking it on his own.

"Yes, I have lived for seven hundred years and have never seen this scene."

Zhenren Xianyun looked at the pairs of shaking stockings on the dance floor, a little shocked.

"Do you know what the gods say?"

The head of Xuanyin Palace asked thoughtfully.

Xianyun Zhenren raised his eyebrows: "Heavenly?"

"People who do not belong to this world, outsiders, for your birthday party some time ago, Bai Li from my palace also went to your place."

"Bai Li... he is dead." Zhenren Xianyun's face turned cold. Could it be that the head of Xuanyin Palace is here to find trouble?

"Fellow Daoist Xianyun, don't show that face. He is worthless. He will die if he dies. I just heard from him that many celestial beings came to Wufeng Continent, collectively called Mokes. These are all that person's plan. I think the blood-torming Pavilion Master and those god-transforming monks who are only thirty years old should be Mokes."

The head of Xuanyin Palace said calmly.

"Mo Ke...is this new, that person?"

"I don't know who it is, but that Liang Chenyue is one of the will of that person."

“That’s it…”

"How long do you think this situation can last?" The head of Xuanyin Palace explained his purpose at this moment, wanting to explore Taiqingguan's tone.

"I don't know, but there should be no problem until the end of the attack on the Senluo Sword Lord." Zhenren Xianyun said calmly.

The head of Xuanyin Palace also thought so. The Blood Forge Group was just a mess. Although the Blood Forge Pavilion Master described an extremely beautiful grand ambition, it was always uneven. It was just a temporary organization that was pieced together. If it were in normal times, it might be able to develop. However, whenever the Sword Master was attacked, the Sword Master would probably scatter as birds and beasts after the Sword Master died.

"If it is true as the rumors say, the existence of Wufeng Continent is just to suppress the sword. If the fourteen sword masters all counted Bintian, I don't know what the world will look like."

"Is that sword? As the rumors say, all the words describing it disappeared, all the pages mentioned it were wrinkled, and all the stories telling it ended. Such a mysterious sword, even the name of the mainland is named Wufeng, just to suppress its sharpness. Who wouldn't want such a sword? At that time, it will be a real purgatory on earth, and even father and son will turn against each other, and they will be enemies except themselves."

"The Supreme Wufeng... sounds so tempting, haha, the time is not coming, don't think about these things first, don't you go in and dance a dance?"

"Haha, I'm already seven hundred years old, those things belong to the juniors."

"Is that so? What a pity, fellow Taoist Xianyun lost his companion."

After the head of Xuanyin Palace said that, he turned into a light and rushed into the dance floor, dancing awkwardly.

When Xiao Xuan saw that an elderly person appeared, he became even more excited and started playing DJs wildly to create a more popular atmosphere.

Lin Ye in the corner of the party saw the scene in front of him and didn't care much, just felt it was a bit strange.

Li Bumian pinched his chin and a calm look flashed across his face. He was thinking about how to maintain this grand occasion, otherwise after killing the Lord of Senluo Sword, the Blood Forgive Group would collapse in an instant.

"People, someone is looking for you."
Chapter completed!