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Chapter 865: Heavenly Demon City and Blood Sea Venerable(2/3)

Hearing this.

The figure sitting upright on the throne nodded slightly.

Obviously.

At this time, he seemed to believe what Gongzhiyang said.

"Hmph!" The figure on the throne snorted coldly in his heart, but he felt suspicious:

"Is this the secret son of one of the old guys in the Immortal League?"

"But, I'm afraid he's going to be disappointed..."

Even so, a hint of anger arose in my heart.

At the same time, boundless pressure spread.

The Gongzhiyang, who was standing in the hall, suddenly had a strong smell of blood lingering in his nose, and a panic flashed in his eyes.

This is definitely not his spiritual blood smell.

This rich bloody smell is very different from the ordinary fishy smell, and is full of bloody smell.

At this moment, Gongzhiyang seemed to be in the sea of ​​blood in boundless purgatory, as if it would turn into nutrients for the sea of ​​blood in the next moment.

He understood that this was a sign of the master's anger.

Just when Gong Zhiyang thought that his master changed his mind and punished him, the blood-evil energy spread in the hall disappeared, as if everything Gong Zhiyang had encountered just now was an illusion.

But the slightest slight bloody smell left between Gongzhi's nose told him that this was definitely not an illusion.

Master was definitely angry just now.

If your mind moves slightly, there will be such a strange sign!

Only the Blood Sea Venerable on the throne has such great power!

Just then!

The Master of Blood Sea, whose heart was as delicate as his hair, also noticed the faint look of panic in Gongzhiyang's eyes, and then his face was calm and he said lightly; "The matter of collecting spiritual blood will end here!"

"Those old guys in the Immortal Alliance won't watch it without any hesitation!"

Hearing words.

Gong Zhiyang felt relieved, and then hurriedly said, "Master, although it is difficult to collect the Immortal Alliance, it can be...

Before Gongzhiyang finished speaking, the Master Blood Sea, who was sitting on the throne, said:

“No need to do so!”

"This magical power has been greatly improved a few years ago. Now we collect spiritual blood, just to prevent the future!"

"What's more, it's a critical time, so there is no need to create extraneous points at this critical moment!"

"Do you understand?"

"The disciple understand!" Gong Zhiyang bowed and clasped his fists and said.

Hearing this, Gongzhiyang also understood the cause and effect before and after.

Obviously.

The master collected spiritual blood before, for the sake of the future!

After all, the secret techniques, magic, formations, and even magical powers of the Blood Evil Sect mostly require spiritual blood essence!

What's more!

Master is the God-Transforming Venerable. If you want to exert your corresponding power, you naturally need a massive amount of spiritual blood.

It is precisely because of this that Master made arrangements early.

Especially at this critical period, you must not turn against the Immortal Alliance, as this is a general trend of the human race.

No mistakes are allowed.

same.

The Immortal Alliance will not hold on to this matter, and it will probably be downplayed soon.

suddenly!

The Master Blood Sea, sitting upright on the throne on the high platform, had his eyes flashed, as if he had thought of something?

"By the way, how have you practiced the secret technique I passed down?"

There was a rare look of solemn appearance on the face of Master Xuehai. He asked Gongzhiyang, who was standing with his head down in the hall.

"Master, the Nascent Soul Cultivators I found in the alliance have already successfully practiced that secret technique!"

"Also, a large number of blood runes have been condensed with secret techniques, which is enough!"

"Now, just wait for the master to give the order, you can ring the Demon Bell, distribute the secret art runes, and go to the Seal of the Bible Island!"

Hearing words.

A cold light flashed in the eyes of Venerable Blood Sea, and said coldly:

"Have these monks passed on this secret technique?

Or use this secret art rune alone to lure the wild beasts?”

Gongzhiyang naturally knew about this matter. How important is it?

Then he quickly replied:

"Your Majesty, this matter was supervised by my disciple!"

"Before passing down that secret technique, they made a great oath of Taoism, so it is impossible to spread this secret technique!

Moreover, they are all confidants of their disciples!”

“Over the years, my disciples have also sent people to stare at them!

So far, the Magic Shadow Pavilion has not heard of any signs of this secret technique being circulated!

Therefore, Master, please rest assured!”

At the end of his speech, Gong Zhiyang seemed to have thought of something, his eyes were hesitant!

See this.

The Master Xuehai frowned slightly and said lightly:

"If you have something to do, you can say it bluntly!"

"Thank you, Master!" Gong Zhiyang hurriedly thanked:

"Master, this matter should not be too late!"

"If it takes a long time, something may happen!"

Gong Zhiyang said a little worried.

Hearing the words!

The Master of Blood Sea glanced at the Gongzhiyang in the hall and said, "Together, attacking the Forbidden Sea is related to the fate of the two tribes of humans and demons!

It also concerns the path of existence like this deity.”

"Of course, we need to gather the power of the two tribes, so we must be coordinated in time!"

"Only in this way can the entire strength of the two tribes be displayed, and the greatest victory will be achieved, and luck!"

Hearing this, Gong Zhiyang also understood that the so-called coordination of time is the peak power of the two tribes, namely the God Transformation Venerable of the human race and the God Transformation Venerable of the demon race.

after all!

Whether it is retreating, refining spiritual pills, or refining some special magic weapons, practicing special secret techniques, etc., it takes an extremely long time.

For example, the Demon Lord of Ten Thousand Souls has been sacrificing his Ten Thousand Souls Banner since the Venerable of Moving Island, and has not yet come out of seclusion.

Not to mention those demons with longer life spans.

It’s just a few decades, just a time to take a nap.

Although Gong Zhiyang understood the truth, he was afraid that something would go wrong during this period of time.

At that time, the two tribes' plot will be missed. Even if he leans against the Blood Sea Venerable, the master will not be able to protect him by then.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help asking:

"Master, how long will it take?"

Hearing this.

The meticulous Venerable Blood Sea naturally understood how much pressure Gong Zhiyang was under?

Then he said:

"It should be soon, it won't last more than three hundred years at most!"

"In the future, you should keep a closer look!
To be continued...
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