Weng ~! A loud Bell rang. Then, the gate of senluo Palace slowly opened. There was a huge ghost head drawn on the gate. The ghost head was divided into two halves from the middle of the gate. One half was a smiling face, while the other half was an angry face, which made the ghost head look even more terrifying. Everyone knew this ghost head. It represented the good and evil thoughts of people, and at the same time, it also had the intention of rewarding the good and punishing the evil.

As the door opened, a group of cultivators flew out. The leader was an old man in a black robe. He was extremely powerful. As soon as he came out, countless devil Qi surrounded his body. The overwhelming devil power moved all the cultivators.

"Amitabha!" A Buddhist chant came from the blood Buddha Temple. Then, blood Buddha hajing appeared in the sky above the temple. He put his palms together and looked at the black-robed elder."Daoist jietian, long time no see. How have you been?" Although he was greeting the old man, ha Jing's eyes were filled with fear when he looked at the old man.

Ha Jing knew the old man. The old man's name was Jie Tian, nicknamed the sky-splitting saber. He was the strongest person in the corpse demon sect who had inherited the corpse-splitting saber. His corpse-splitting saber technique was extremely powerful. Ha Jing had fought with him before, and they were tied. After so many years, his saber technique had improved. Although ha Jing's nine-word mantra palm print had also improved, he was still not confident that he could defeat him. Facing such a master, he did not dare to be negligent.

Jie Tian looked at ha Jing calmly and said,""That's right. We haven't seen each other for more than a hundred years. Ha Jing, you're still as elegant as ever. I heard that you've already found a successor for your great incantation handprint. It's truly worthy of congratulations." As he spoke, he glanced at Zhao Hai with a hint of envy in his eyes.

When one's strength had reached their level, in addition to Ascension, what they valued the most was their own orthodoxy inheritance. Although whether it was his corpse knife or ha Jing's big hand seal of truth, they had learned it from their predecessors, but when one's strength reached their level, they had also added a lot of their own understanding into these cultivation methods. Of course, they also hoped that their own orthodoxy could be inherited. Although there were many disciples in jietian, none of them had truly comprehended the essence of his corpse Cleaver. Even among the disciples of the next generation, there was not a single one, which made him even more disappointed.

Jie Tian had long heard that Zhao Hai, who had recently emerged from the bloody massacre sect, had inherited ha Jing's legacy and had learned his mantra palm. It could be said that Zhao Hai was the best inheritor of the mantra palm. Naturally, Jie Tian was extremely envious of Zhao Hai. That was why he looked at Zhao Hai with such envy.

Ha Jing smiled and said, " I believe that fellow Daoist Jie Tian will be able to find a suitable disciple for you. There is no hurry. It is time now. Can we start? " The other ha Jing didn't want to waste any more time. Now that the time was up, they could just start fighting.

Jie Tian smiled and said, " it has been so many years, but your temper has not changed. Alright, the time is up. Let's begin. The order of appearance will be decided by both sides. We will not interfere. Fellow Daoist ha Jing, I have some new spiritual tea here. Why don't we have a taste of it together? "

Ha Jing looked at Jie Tian and laughed, " &Quot; it's not appropriate for us to get too involved in the affairs of the younger generation. I've also obtained some spirit wine and spirit food. I'd like to invite you to have a good taste. &Quot; After saying that, the two figures moved and disappeared. As soon as the two left, the island master level experts from both sides did not appear. Obviously, this time, they gave the power to make the decision to the true disciples from both sides.

Zhao Hai was naturally in charge of the blood slaughter sect. This was something ha Jing had instructed him to do. The others might be stronger than Zhao Hai in terms of cultivation levels, but in terms of combat power, no one dared to say they were stronger than Zhao Hai. It was also because of this that Zhao Hai became the undisputed leader among the pro-disciples.

Seeing ha Jing leave, Zhao Hai knew what he had to do. He looked at the people in front of him and suddenly laughed, " &Quot; I, the blood hangman, am the arena Master. I naturally can't let others laugh at me. Which senior brother is willing to take the lead? " Zhao Hai's voice was not loud, but everyone on both sides and the onlookers could hear him clearly. Zhao Hai's laughter, in particular, made everyone's blood boil. The disciples of the bloody massacre sect all felt a warm current flowing through their bodies. Someone immediately shouted,"I'll do it!" This "I'll do it" was shouted by hundreds of people at the same time, and a wave of killing intent soared to the sky.

The surrounding onlookers were all stunned when they felt this murderous aura. Some of the weaker cultivators couldn't help but change their expressions. They had never fought with the blood slaughter sect before and had only heard that they were extremely powerful and bloodthirsty. They didn't have any direct impression of them. But now, they could feel it for themselves.

Zhao Hai glanced at the cultivators from the blood slaughter sect and laughed."Don't worry, everyone. Take it slow. We all have a chance. Senior brother Fu Ling, I'll invite you to fight the first battle." Zhao Hai said to a very tall cultivator in the crowd.

This cultivator, Fu Ling, was also a legacy disciple of the bloody massacre sect. He was very tall and strong, like a crane standing among a flock of chickens. He was also the one who had called for the battle. Hearing Zhao Hai's call for him, he couldn't help but smile and laugh,"Good. Junior Brother Zhao Hai, you have good eyes. Let's see how this battle goes." After saying that, he moved and appeared in the void. At the same time, he waved his hand and a long blade appeared in his hand. The long blade was blood-red in color, but it was very huge. The entire blade was about four feet long and nearly one foot wide. It was like a door in his hand.

With a saber in hand, Fu Ling was even more heroic. He shouted at the cultivators of the various sects,"Fu Ling is here, who dares to come and fight?" A murderous aura emerged from his body along with his voice. The murderous aura of a man and his saber soared to the sky. He really felt like a Demon God. Such an imposing manner was enough to shock many people.

Unfortunately, the people he was facing now were not ordinary people. They were all elite disciples of various sects. These people were all very favored in the sect and were all proud and arrogant. How could they be frightened by Fu Ling? so, one person immediately jumped out and snorted."I'll fight you."

Fu Ling looked at the man and sneered,"you're from the Yin Yang sect, right?" Since you're from Yin Yang sect, then I'm sorry. You must die in my hands today. However, I, Fu Ling, don't kill nameless ghosts. Tell me your name and let Grandpa see whether you're worth my killing!"

When the Yin Yang sect cultivator heard Fu Ling's words, he could not help but sneer coldly. &Quot; Fu Ling, I've heard of you. I heard that you have another nickname, the tyrannical blood saber. Hahaha, you really dare to boast. Tyrannical blood saber? today, I want to see how you can dominate the heavens. Listen well, I will never change my name. I am Xiong Baoshan. Fellow Daoists in the blood sea realm here call me mountain river fist. I wonder if I am qualified to fight you? "

Hearing Xiong Baoshan introduce himself, Fu Ling's expression turned serious. He had heard of this mountain and river fist before. Although this person was from the Yin Yang sect, he didn't cultivate any illusionary techniques, poison techniques, or Yin-plucking techniques. Instead, he cultivated a cultivation technique called the Yin Yang Sutra. His Yin Yang mountain and river fist was well-known in the Yin Yang sect and was one of the more famous pro-disciples of the Yin Yang sect. He didn't expect that this extremely handsome cultivator would say, It was actually Xiong Baoshan of the mountain river fist.

A person's name was like a tree's shadow. Once Fu Ling heard the other party's name, he didn't dare to look down on him anymore. He knew that if the other party could make a name for himself in the Yin Yang sect, his strength was definitely not weak. How could he still look down on him? therefore, he put on a serious expression and looked at Xiong Baoshan, " &Quot; Xiong Baoshan of mountain and river fist, I've not imagined that it's you. Speaking of which, there are not many people in Yin Yang sect that I think highly of, but you're one of them. Although you're from Yin Yang sect, you don't do the thing of Yin absorption, which really makes me admire you. It's my honor to fight with you. However, I'll defeat you today and let you know the power of me, Batian. &Quot; After saying that, he raised the door-sized saber in his hand and pointed the tip of the saber at Xiong Baoshan. An overbearing saber momentum was emitted from his body, and he seemed to have grown taller and bigger, like a Demon God between heaven and earth.

When Xiong Baoshan saw Fu Ling's hand gesture, his face froze. However, he then snorted coldly and said, " &Quot; the great Dao of our Yin Yang sect isn't something that a mere core disciple like you can mess with. Today, I'd like to see how powerful your BA Dao is. &Quot; After saying that, he clenched his fists and made a starting gesture. His starting gesture was very strange. His left fist was in front, and although it was clenched into a fist, his palm was facing outwards. His right fist was behind, and it was also retracted behind his ear. His palm was even facing backward, which was very strange.

However, as he raised his hand, an extremely powerful aura emerged from his body. This aura did not seem very overbearing, but it was very heavy, giving people a feeling of being as unmoving as a mountain. At the same time, his eyes were fixed on Fu Ling, ready to launch a thunderous attack at any time.

As for the people who were watching the show, they were all shocked when they heard the names of the two people. These two people were not nobodies. They were well-known figures in the blood sea realm. They could be said to be the two more famous ones among the younger generation of disciples in the bloody massacre sect and the Yin Yang sect. The two of them had become famous even earlier than Zhao Hai. Now, they had both reached the eighth level of the spell essence realm. It could be said that they would only need a step more to reach the ninth level of the spell essence realm, and there would be hope for them to enter the spell refinement realm. There were many people who had heard of these two. They didn't expect that they would meet each other in the first round. This made those people who were watching the show excited. If both sides sent out nameless people, they might not feel anything. Even in the top ten sects, there were far fewer famous disciples than those who were not famous. But now, it was a famous generation. Naturally, it made people excited.

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