Bai Xiaochun was stunned, but soon his expression was solemn, with evil spirits, cold eyes, his body jumped up, turned into a rainbow and rushed straight into the air, appearing in front of the ancestor Hanyan, and being with the other eight people.

The appearance of Ye Zang did not surprise the disciples of the Xuexi Sect on the surrounding mountains at all. It seemed that the ancestor Han Yan asked him to fly out, and everyone felt that this was the case.

No one even talked about anything. From this point, we can see that the name of the plague demon in the entire Blood Creek Sect has long been famous, making everyone recognize Ye Zang's identity, his strength, and even more recognized that he is a genius!

Not only was the people on the mountain not surprised at all, but Song Que and others, although they had fierce eyes, they were the same... they did not question it!

Bai Xiaochun has been in Xuexi Sect for several years. For mortals, it has been quite a while. Although it was just a flash for the cultivator, it was not short after all. Bai Xiaochun, through his own efforts, step by step, on this day, at this moment, under the gaze of the public, he gained recognition from the entire sect.

Bai Xiaochun also realized this immediately. Although he was mentally prepared and had some judgments about his status, at this moment, he took a deep breath and his heart was filled with pride and pride.

"Hmph, your Master Bai is as brilliant as the sun and the moon whenever he goes anywhere. Oh... who made me so outstanding?" Bai Xiaochun was so proud of her heart, but she didn't show any expression. Instead, she looked cold and solemn, and her evil spirit spread to compete with the other eight geniuses.

Although most of the eight ancestors of the Xuexi Sect in the air looked blurry and it was difficult to see clearly, their eyes nodded slightly when they swept across the nine people in Ye Burial, especially at Ye Burial, which made many ancestors look at them a few more times.

They also paid attention to the Ye Cang, which was built by the foundation of the mortal Tao and rushed out in the past few years, and even had some doubts and even investigated it secretly. However, the mask on Bai Xiaochun's face was obviously a treasure, which made him not show any flaws in the past few years.

The medicine path at night burial is indeed very important to the Xuexi Sect. Although I gradually doubt it, I didn’t care much.

"You nine people are meditating on the blood altar, refining the qi of the cultivators to transform blood, helping me to open the door of the foundation and awaken the bones without transforming it!" The ancestor Han Yan spoke indifferently, raised his right hand and waved it, and immediately nine blood lights flew out, turning into nine blood altars around them. Bai Xiaochun and the other nine people retreated, and sat cross-legged on the nine blood altars one by one.

In fact, this time, the awakening of this time does not transform the bones, and there is no need for Bai Xiaochun and the other nine people to take action. But now that the war is imminent, several ancestors decided after discussing that they must let the monks in the sect feel the sect's foundation power in person.

This Han Yan Ancestor is a powerful person among the eight ancestors who are strong in fighting, so he became the one who presided over the opening of the sect's foundation. At this moment, his eyes were like lightning, sweeping over Bai Xiaochun and the other nine people.

His eyes contained infinite pressure, which shocked Bai Xiaochun, and felt like he had seen through all the secrets in his body by the other party. The other eight people were like this, no longer showing rebellious expressions, but bowed their heads respectfully.

The ancestor Han Yan withdrew his gaze, looked up at the sky, raised his right hand and waved his storm towards the sky. With this wave, the blood columns of the five peaks in the entire Blood Creek Sect expanded several times in the roar, causing the blood-colored vortex of the sky to suddenly expand and rotate faster in the rumbling, causing a huge blood-colored eye to appear in the area in the middle of the sky vortex at this moment!

When these eyes slowly opened, the sky and the earth were lost, the wind and clouds were rolling back, and endless pressure came to the world. There was even a strong wind sweeping across the world, and blood mist filled the air. Countless disciples of the Xuexi Sect trembled and they all knelt down and bowed down.

"Raise your head and go and take a look. My Blood Creek Sect is intimidating the...the power of the other three sects!" When the ancestor Han Yan spoke indifferently, his voice seemed to contain a strange force, which made everyone who heard it subconsciously raise their heads and look at the bloody eyes of the sky.

Bai Xiaochun was also shocked. Under this pressure, the immortal immortality in his body immediately ran silently, and seemed to resonate with the blood-colored eyes.

Song Quezhimei and others beside him were also shocked, but instead of lowering their heads, they tried to look up and look at the blood-colored eyes in the vortex that appeared in the sky.

At this glance, countless people immediately exclaimed. Even though Song Que and others had different statuses, they knew the secrets of the sect, and they took a breath at this moment, looking horrified.

Bai Xiaochun opened his eyes even wider, and his heart was like thunder rolling in the sky.

He saw four blurred shadows inside the huge blood-colored eyes, outside the pupils, one of which was a huge purple skeleton!

The skeleton was covered with lightning, sitting cross-legged in the area outside the pupils, with the dead air lingering on its body, motionless, but there was a shocking pressure, which made people feel trembling when they looked at it.

Bai Xiaochun understood the Corpse Peak, and after thinking for a moment, he immediately guessed that this was the boneless bone refining. The extremely high level of corpse refining on the Corpse Peak surpassed the flying zombie... the boneless bone refining!

"The flying zombie is comparable to a cultivator of Killing Dan. This is not a bone-transforming... Could it be comparable to the ancestor of the Nascent Soul!" Bai Xiaochun took a deep breath.

The second vague shadow is a black mist. There seem to be millions of faces constantly changing in this mist. All of those faces are old men. A feeling of time is contained in this mist. This is obviously a demon, and its momentum and pressure are just as good as the one that does not transform into bones!

The third vague shadow is a piece of skin. This skin has existed for many years and has dried up. The terrifying aura it emits is even stronger than the boneless and demon head, and even gives people a mysterious feeling, which makes all the cultivators of the Blood Creek Sect breathe rapidly.

Bai Xiaochun was as scared as she looked at the fourth phantom. This was actually... a sword!

A blood-colored sword, and a red villain sat cross-legged on the sword. The villain had no hair. Although it was only the size of a palm, it had infinite evil spirits. It directly overwhelmed the other three phantoms and soared into the sky, like the head of the four shadows!

"The Corpse Peak does not transform bones, the nameless peak, the Thousand-faced Demon, the Shaoze Peak Totem Bu, the Zhongfeng Blood Ancestor Sword... This is the peak-stopping thing of my Xuexi Sect, and what they suppress... is one of the foundations of my Xuexi Sect in the pupils of the Blood Eyes!

Blood Dao sacrifice!" The ancestor Han Yan swung his big sleeve with his right hand, and immediately the pupils of Cangqiong's bloody eyes expanded suddenly, and a fifth phantom appeared inside!

This was obviously guarded by four objects outside the pupils, hidden in the pupils. Bai Xiaochun breathed rapidly. When he widened his eyes, he gradually saw that the phantom in the pupil was actually a...

scarecrow!

This scarecrow was extremely strange. It held a human skin in one hand and a scale in the other hand, with an evil smile on the corner of its mouth, as if mocking... Just looking at the scarecrow for a moment, Bai Xiaochun's mind roared, and his mind was full of the smile of this scarecrow, as if he wanted to occupy all his mind.

But soon, the aura of heaven in Bai Xiaochun's body suddenly spread, instantly dispelling the scarecrow figure in his mind. When he recovered from panting, he saw the Hanyan Realm ahead with a slight appreciation gaze.

Looking at the other eight people, they were all at different levels of trance. Xuemei was the second to wake up. Then Song Que and the others also defeated the illusions in their minds and woke up one after another.

"These are just part of the foundation of my Xuexi Sect. Now... everyone's blood and energy are scattered. You wait for nine people to refine qi and turn blood to help me awaken...not transform bones!"

"Just just wake up and do not transform bones, and ignore the other three spirits. They will gradually wake up themselves. When they all wake up, the blood path sacrifices and you can get out of the bloody eyes and seal the realm!" The words of the ancestor Han Yan came out, and immediately, countless cultivators in the Blood Creek Sect, below the Killing Realm, all their cultivation levels began to be activated.

The foundation-building monk, inner disciple, outer disciple, hundreds of thousands of people's cultivation turned, and their blood energy spread, and immediately formed countless blood mists, which rose up in the air, headed straight for the nine blood platforms, and quickly merged into it.

Almost at the moment when the blood altar melted these blood qi, Bai Xiaochun was sitting on the fifth blood altar, and his whole body was shocked. The rich blood qi burst out directly from the blood altar, and rushed towards him, and followed the pores of his body, crazily penetrated into it.

Bai Xiaochun couldn't think too much. He immediately started to use the immortal immortality in his body. After sucking these blood qi into his body, his eyes swept towards the others. He found that Xue Mei Songque and others were also absorbing them. They all used their own efforts to transform these blood qi into blood with the secret techniques of the Xuexi Sect.

The first place of Xuemei was successful. A drop of blood floated out of its heavenly spirit. It did not fly up, but floated on the top of its head. Then there was Song Que... Bai Xiaochun quickly learned and according to his way of refining immortal blood, he also turned these blood and energy into a drop of blood in his body, which floated on the top of his head when it flew out of the heavenly spirit.

Soon, the nine of them continued to condense blood. Time passed, and the blood on each of them became more and more. Until a stick of incense was about to open, Xuemei's eyes suddenly opened, and the blood on her head had condensed to the size of a fist, flew out directly, and headed straight for the ancestor Han Yan.

The ancestor Han Yan glanced and nodded slightly. The blood as big as a fist immediately rose up and turned into a blood-colored rainbow. He rushed straight to the boneless bones in the blood-colored eyes. It was approaching in an instant and merged into its bones, causing the body that did not transform into a bone to tremble at this moment, and a vitality was rising.

"Eight drops are needed!" Zhenren Han Yan spoke lightly.

At the same time, a large amount of blood and energy still rushes toward the nine bloody altars. Bai Xiaochun looks solemn, but his heart moves slightly at this moment.
Chapter completed!