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Chapter 231

Ten Thousand Corpse Sect.

Hall of the Elders.

"From now on, open the Great Array of Guardian Sect and close the mountain." Tang Yuan said in a deep voice.

"Great Elder, but the Sect Master hasn't returned yet, this..." Wei Shan looked at Tang Yuan with a slight frown.

"This... It is the meaning of the suzerain. Tang

Yuan sighed slightly, his tone full of endless sadness.

Unexpectedly, he still seriously underestimated Fang Mo's degree of demon, and in just one year, he had grown to such a terrifying point.

Killing the Yuan Master Realm is like slaughtering a dog!

What to do?

Now what can the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect do except wait for death?

The Guardian Sect Grand Array was able to block Fang Mo?

Huh....

...

At the same time, in the Soul Hidden Mountain Range, a embarrassed figure was passing through at great speed.

"Fang Mo, you forced me!"

Li Feiyu gritted his teeth, his eyes full of hatred.

In order to escape that day, he had to sacrifice the palace woman, although she is his own corpse, but she is his lover who has been with him for a hundred years!

If it weren't for Fang Mo, why would he have lost her!

Avenge!

Revenge must be taken!

Thinking of this, the speed under Li Feiyu's feet increased again, heading towards the depths of the Soul Hidden Mountain Range.

...

Square City.

Without the constraints of the city lord's mansion, the Sifang City at this time was already in chaos, robbery and fighting, murder and arson everywhere.

Inside a palatial building, there sat an old man in brocade with a childlike appearance, and below stood dozens of richly dressed people with different expressions.

"Feng'er, you said that you had a good relationship with the Blood Lord before?"

The crane-haired old man looked at a handsome man in front of the crowd now, and slowly spoke.

"Yes, father, the child did have a relationship with the blood lord Fang Mo in this Sifang City before."

Ouyang Feng raised his head and spoke respectfully.

His enchanting and handsome face had a hint of complexity.

He also did not expect that the demon boy he accidentally encountered at the beginning would now become the blood master that everyone feared.

At first, he just looked at Fang Mo's talent and wanted to befriend this person so that he could increase his chips for his Chamber of Commerce campaign.

Unexpectedly, in less than a year, that demon boy could even kill the Yuan Master Realm!

This kind of cultivation speed is simply unbelievable and unheard of!

When he first learned the news, he was shocked beyond words.

"You go to meet the Blood Lord on behalf of the Xinghai Chamber of Commerce, express the goodwill of the Chamber of Commerce, and if the Blood Lord has any requirements, fully meet them."

The crane-haired old man looked calm and slowly spoke.

"Yes, Father."

Ouyang Feng's expression was complicated, and he answered in a low voice.

In his impression, the Xinghai Chamber of Commerce had never whispered to anyone like this.

Even the former sect masters were afraid of the Xinghai Chamber of Commerce.

But now he bows to the blood lord and expresses his kindness....

"President, all the branches in the Heavenly Sword Sect were destroyed at the hands of the Blood Lord, is that all? Are we still going to show kindness?

A middle-aged man with a big belly walked out with an indignant tone.

"So what do you want to do?"

The old man with the crane hair said lightly.

"I think this matter should be reported to the headquarters and let the headquarters send someone to deal with the blood lord."

The middle-aged man said in a deep voice.

"Hehe, then do you know why the headquarters only sends people to this extreme west once every thirty years?" The old man slowly spoke.

"This..."

the middle-aged man said for a moment.

Of course he knew why, not just him, all chapter presidents knew why.

That's because crossing the misty plains is too costly.

Seeing that the middle-aged man did not speak, the old man of Hefa continued: "Do you think the headquarters will send people over for the sake of a small branch in a few cages?"

"And, remember, we are businessmen and we value peace."

"Our Chamber of Commerce has not taken the initiative to provoke the blood lord, plus some goodwill, as long as the blood lord is not a fool, he will not come to provoke us."

Speaking of this, the old man of Hefa paused, looked around, and continued:

"Moreover, being able to grow to the Killing Yuan Master Realm within a year, this kind of demon deserves our treatment like this."

"Okay, Feng'er, go and get ready."

The old man waved his hand towards Ouyang Feng.

"Wait."

A slightly charming voice sounded.

"Liu Yanxin, what's wrong?"

The old man with the crane hair looked at a beautiful woman with a beautiful face and a proud figure.

"Guild President, the concubine also wants to follow the young guild leader to meet the mysterious blood lord."

Liu Yanxin looked calm and said slowly.

"Well, you can."

The old man with the crane hair glanced at the willow rock heart and nodded slightly.

"President Xie."

A smile appeared at the corner of Liu Yanxin's mouth.

She was full of curiosity about that blood lord, what kind of person could become a terrifying existence that even the Yuan Master Realm could kill within a year!

This kind of mysterious male strong man has a fatal attraction for any woman.

Looking at the back of Ouyang Feng and Liu Yanxin leaving, the old man with a look of indifference and a deep gaze.

...

Temple of Blood.

"Crunch."

The door of the temple opened, and a suffocating monstrous blood qi rushed to the face.

The ghost Daoist looked at the terrifying scene in front of him with a shocked face, and his hair stood up covered in sweat.

I saw countless hideous tentacles crowding the entire space in the hall, constantly intertwining and twisting, which was creepy.

"Whew..." A

bloody wind blew through, and those blood-colored tentacles instantly disappeared without a trace, as if they had never appeared.

The ghost Daoist was stunned, feeling that everything just now was like an illusion.

"What's the matter?"

At this time, an icy voice sounded from inside the hall.

"Lord... Lord, this... This is the blood yuan pill of these days. The

Ghost Daoist carefully carried the jade box and walked towards Fang Mo.

Fang Mo opened his eyes, looked at the four Blood Yuan Pills in the jade box, and bowed his head slightly.

"Lord, all the cities in the territory of the Heavenly Sword Sect have all turned into dead cities, and only the Heavenly Sword Mountain remains." The ghost Daoist said respectfully.

"Well."

Fang Mo nodded and did not speak.

Heavenly Sword Mountain, that is, where the Heavenly Sword Sect is located.

Today's Fang Mo, destroying the Heavenly Sword Sect is a matter of a word.

But that's not what he cares about now.

"Ghost Daoist, the Heavenly Sword Sect put it aside first, you go and find out who Leng Xiaofan's biological father is."

Fang Mo said lightly.

"Yes."

Although the ghost Daoist was a little puzzled, he still respectfully answered.

After the ghost Daoist left, Fang Mo's eyes became deeper and deeper.

That man must not be simple for a cold and proud woman like Leng Yue to take great risks and willingly give birth to a child for her.

Fang Mo had a feeling that the killing weapon that Leng Yue used last might be related to that man.

No, you must speed up your cultivation.

As soon as he thought of the terrifying power of that day, a strong sense of crisis surged in Fang Mo's heart.

In the next second, Fang Mo inhaled all four Blood Yuan Pills into his mouth.

"Buzz!"

The monstrous blood qi instantly erupted from Fang Mo's body, and in the blink of an eye, it flooded the entire side hall.