Li Xingzhou's words are extremely arrogant.

The five major ancestral courts of the Demon Sect and the Blood Demon Palace have always been ranked at the bottom.

Now, as the "palace master?" of the Blood Demon Palace, Li Xingzhou actually said that he would cut off the inheritance of the Ten Demon Sects.

Of course, if you just make harsh words... that would be fine.

Although Li Xingzhou is already hundreds of years old, who has not been young and frivolous?

"Okay! If the palace master has this ambition, I will be a horse-straighter and I will step on the corpse mountain with the palace master!" An elder of the Blood Demon Palace, who used to be a hardcore Li Xingzhou, shouted immediately.

This is the Blood Demon Palace, not the Ten Demon Sect.

So even elders may not be full of colorful intestines.

There are still a few honest and reckless people.

In particular, the characteristics of the Blood Demon Palace magnifies some simple personalities.

Someone responded, and someone immediately followed suit.

The Blood Demon Hall was in an instant.

Whether it is true love or falsehood, at least they will shout slogans loudly.

After Li Xingzhou returned from his "training" experience, and watching the "funny" performances of these elders, I felt that it was full of irony.

"How come I thought they were reliable before? By commanding such a group of people, I could achieve a great cause of magic?" Li Xingzhou thought, unable to help but wonder.

Perhaps it was because of the martial arts mastery, and after refining the boxing mind into every drop of blood, he successfully released his suppressed wisdom.

Li Xingzhou began to think about many problems that he had never thought about before.

"Okay! Stop it!"

"The Ten Demon Sects were prepared for a long time. If we bumped into it rashly, we wouldn't get any advantage."

"If we want to attack the Ten Demon Sects to avenge the revenge and stop the shame in a fight, so that no one in the world dares to underestimate my Blood Demon Palace, then we have to show some power and style."

Speaking of this, Li Xingzhou paused for a moment.

Then he said to the empty hall: "Master Xuebeng! Please show up for a while. If you have important matters on the boat, I will discuss it with you."

A blood-colored figure suddenly appeared on the side of the long table, then looked at Li Xingzhou with a cold look, with no kindness in his expression... only obvious fear.

He did not take the initiative to inform.

How did Li Xingzhou know that it was him?

Li Xingzhou said, "Dynasties ago, I was fortunate to meet the ancestor and remembered the blood and smell of the ancestor. Now after many years, I will not forget it."

Xue Meng not only did not show any joy when she heard this, but her expression became even more gloomy.

Li Xingzhou no longer cared about it, but sat on the main seat and said to the elders present: "In half an hour, I will beat the blood drum, summon all my disciples to the Blood Demon Square, and announce something."

"Elders, before this, you can consider your respective positions clearly and then let me see my sincerity."

I spoke until I was talking, but I never said it thoroughly.

So much so that the elders suspected that Li Xingzhou was making a fool of himself.

But... Li Xingzhou just punched He Yunxiang, but it was indeed a bit strange.

Although He Yunxiang has always been less than Li Xingzhou's performance, it is not far from that.

Li Xingzhou was able to blow He Yunxiang with one punch, which means that his strength was at least crushing He Yunxiang, a large class.

In half an hour, many elders began to lick their faces and clichés at Li Xingzhou. The beautiful words in their words were very wonderful, but in fact, they could not see much in the surrender action.

In the end, the old team of his group was his final enemy.

As time comes, Li Xingzhou beats the bloody drum.

A total of twenty-eight hits were hit.

This is the sound transmission of blood drums, second only to the highest thirty-six sounds.

Once the thirty-six sounds open, it must be related to the survival of the entire Taoist system.

Often, even the Supreme Elders who hear the sound of drums should not be ignored and must arrive in time.

The drum sounded three breaths and one sound, and after twenty-eight sounds, the entire Blood Demon Square was filled with people's heads.

Li Xingzhou stood on the Blood Cloud Pillar, looking down at the disciples of the Blood Demon Palace.

When the disciples saw Li Xingzhou, they all started to buzz and discuss below.

Li Xingzhou did not speak in a hurry, but instead glanced across the entire Blood Demon Palace with dissatisfaction in his expression.

Although the current cultivators in the Blood Demon Palace seem to be no different from the past, they are full of laziness, scatteredness and unconfident atmosphere.

This cannot be hidden in front of Li Xingzhou, who has already mastered the spirit of fist.

With a cold face, he punched the air hard.

Without spending any of the true energy and magic power, a punch made with the intention and strength of the boxing, formed a huge wind pressure, sweeping across the entire square.

A large number of monks who were unprepared and unstable were swept to the ground.

"All the disciples who fell to the ground and pushed the embarrassed ones out of the square immediately! This opportunity has nothing to do with you!" Li Xingzhou said coldly.

A large number of disciples began to leave without any worries.

Although I don’t know what the “opportunity” mentioned by Li Xingzhou is.

But others stay and they are driven out... This is a kind of self-esteem contusion.

The people in the square instantly lost half of their heads.

Many elders following Li Xingzhou looked ugly.

Because most of the disciples who left the scene came from their disciples.

And what's more coincidental is that the elders who had defected to Li Xingzhou before were mostly retained.

It would be a coincidence to say that this is a coincidence.

Li Xingzhou looked at the remaining disciples, and although he was still a little dissatisfied, he was no longer picky.

Instead, he spoke, "My Blood Demon Palace has been established for thousands of years and is one of the rare sects in the world. However, since ancient times, the blood of the gods has been stolen, and the momentum has been depressed."

"This is the fault of me, the palace master, but it is also your fault!"

"The Blood Demon Palace is everyone's Blood Demon Palace, not my Li Xingzhou's Blood Demon Palace. Protecting its face and interests is closely related to everyone, not just about me Li Xingzhou."

Speaking of this, Li Xingzhou's tone turned low: "How long has it been since you drank blood?"

"How long has it been since I have never tasted the blood of a fragrant and tender girl and practiced with the blood of a boy?"

This is really painful.

The monks of the Blood Demon Palace who stayed showed resentment and unwillingness.

The once "extravagance" is no longer available.

The daily practice of exercises is just the turbid blood of some rough men, and even the blood of those elderly people who are over 70 or 80 years old and are already turbid.

This is unbearable for the monks of the Blood Demon Palace.

"Since I'm back, everything will change. The Lord of the Palace promises you that you will definitely take away the exhausted wind and bring the Blood Demon Palace back to the top."

Speaking of this, Li Xingzhou's energy sinks into his dantian and shouts: "Everyone! Today, I, Li Xingzhou, will change the method of my Blood Demon Palace for ten thousand years, and make up for the last shortcoming that my Blood Demon Palace cultivator lacks."

"Today, let everyone see what... Qi and blood martial arts, martial arts, martial arts are the gods!"

After the words came, Li Xingzhou cut open his fist and let the blood flow out, but his blood looked like crystal gems or flowing oil, with a strong cohesion and emitting tempting magic.

The elders following him subconsciously swallowed their saliva and suddenly developed a strong appetite for their palace master.

Li Xingzhou's face was calm and then punched the square for the second time.

This time, when the boxing wind passed, the bloody fog swept across the square.

Widths of blood and energy split out and poured into the foreheads of the disciples.

Integrate into their blood and blood.

Sow the seeds of Qi, Blood and Martial Arts for them.

Li Xingzhou obviously did not have that kind heart and directly taught the methods of practice.

Instead, he used his own qi and blood martial arts to forcibly use his qi and blood martial arts to force these blood-demon palace monks to open up the door to practice martial arts and nurture the true meaning of martial arts.

Although this has taken a shortcut, the success or failure of these disciples is all tied to Li Xingzhou alone.

If the boat is completed, everyone will succeed.

If Li Xingzhou is defeated, everyone will be defeated.
Chapter completed!