Chapter 164 Fight! The words of Mo Zhu, the leader of the Blood Soul Valley, did not shake the hearts of the people of the Xuanshi Sect. After all, they were the words of a demon cultivator, and to them, they sounded like fart. But it caused Yang Keun-suk, who had a God's perspective, to think a lot. "If we only look at the resources for cultivating immortals, what Mo Zhu said about the upper sect sucking blood does make some sense." After the Immortal Road Competition, Yang Keun Suk discovered something. The Yunyin Lingzong awarded points to the geniuses who participated in the competition as rewards, accepted several extremely talented disciples, and even allowed the Yang family to move there. However, if one does not enter the inner gate, these points can only be used to purchase offerings collected from the Twelve Dynasties. These were originally obtained for free by the Yunyin Lingzong, and then a small portion of them was distributed as gifts to make the geniuses of the Twelve Dynasties grateful. Over time, the Yunyin Lingzong became more and more powerful, and the Twelve Dynasties were unable to compete with it. They could only enforce their rules, and no one could overthrow them. But if this large amount of offerings could fall into the hands of the major dynasties themselves, they could train many more outstanding monks every year. Some monks with useless spiritual roots who were originally not worthy of enjoying various food supplies would also have some resources to improve themselves, and would not have to survive in the cracks every day and calculate one or two low-grade spirit stones. "It's not wrong for Mo Zhu to want to become an immortal, and it's also right for him to open up a path for the five spiritual root cultivators below, but his mistake is that he shouldn't use killing innocent people as a way to advance! If these people are allowed to take over the world, then the world will become a hell!" "Your divine punishment will be delivered in advance by my Yang family!"

"But I am a little confused as to how the Yunyin Spiritual Sect persuaded the Twelve Dynasties to pay half of the entire dynasty's output as tribute on time every year?" This is a problem. The two children of the Yang family also had some ideas. Yang Fushuo: "Brother, so, the reason why the devil cultivators are devil cultivators is that they can no longer survive in the righteous way?" "No. Don't listen to their sweet talk! Although they have five spiritual roots, they are at least cultivators, which is many times better than ordinary people. How can they not survive? But it is precisely because they have become cultivators and have seen all kinds of things in the world of immortal cultivation, and learned that it takes 150 years to train Qi, 300 years to build a foundation, 500 years to form a golden elixir, and even countless lifespans, that they don't want to die just like that." "Then is it excusable for them to be demon cultivators? Isn't it right for us to kill demon cultivators?" "Alas, it is greed that is at work. They acted against the will of Heaven and must bear the consequences. We are upright people, and killing the demon cultivators is our job, and there is nothing wrong with that." "That's good. I'll continue refining the elixir." Yang Fushuo no longer had any psychological burden and was ready to give Mo Xiu a big makeover. At this time, Taoist Xuanzhen no longer had the intention to reason with Mozhu. "You are so stubborn and stubborn! Humph!" Taoist Xuanzhen stretched out a hand, which turned into an extremely huge golden hand in the air and reached towards the Blood Soul Valley, trying to pull Mo Zhu out of it. boom! The blood mist giant burst out with blood energy and knocked Taoist Xuanzhen's big hand away with one punch. "Old man, play with my shadow first." The blood mist giant stood in front of the demon cultivator, like an ancient god or demon! Taoist Xuanzhen glanced at him briefly and found that the blood mist giant also had the cultivation level of the Golden Core Stage. Although he was not as good as him, he could still resist him for a while. "Kill! For the Blood Soul Valley!" "For the Danai Dynasty!" "Overthrow the Yunyin Lingzong's lackey Xuanshizong!" "The Danai Dynasty will never be enslaved!"

The demon cultivators and people from the Law Department pounced on them. Taoist Xuanzhen threw out his sleeves, and tens of thousands of Xuanshi Sect disciples appeared. "Ah!" "Disciples of the Xuanshi Sect, form a battle array!" "Kill the demon cultivators to correct the morale!" "Give us back the peace and order of the Danai Dynasty!" The anger that had been accumulated on both sides for decades suddenly exploded! Yang Shi remained silent. He rode on the Yunhai Deer and looked at the old man leading the team in front of the Law Order Department, with a gleam in his eyes. "Master, we will definitely win this battle. Please leave on your own." The Martial Saint rode on horseback, looking at Yang Shi in front of the formation with a look of relief, and then shook his head. "On the battlefield, there is no master and disciple, only enemies and friends. You are the enemy of the Law Department. Take it!" He raised two fingers, and streams of Qi transformed into swords of true Qi in the air. "Air sword!" Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! Countless invisible swords rushed towards Yang Shi's face. Yang Shi closed his eyes, and a broken sword appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness. "Heart Sword!" At the same time, those invisible air swords in the air also appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness, and their speed slowed down. He controlled the broken sword in his mind and hit those air swords one by one. clang clang clang! The two men stood there without any movement, and the sound of swords rang out! The demon cultivators and disciples of Xuanshi Sect who were passing by were all injured by the sword energy! As the last sword sound disappeared, Yang Shi opened his eyes. Although only a few breaths had passed, the two had already fought hundreds of times. "What a heart sword!" "Your Qi sword is pretty good too." "Come again!" Martial Saint Wuxin led the army and wandered around the battlefield with Yang Shi, practicing swordsmanship. There was no one around in a large area, and even the Foundation Establishment cultivators did not dare to get close easily! There is murderous intent in the air! Yang Keun Suk looked at this and wasn't too worried. "Yang Shi has other magical powers that he has not used. In addition, the two children brought various third-grade talismans. It is unlikely that the Martial Saint will be able to harm him." Ding Zhen saw this and shouted, "Brother Yang, I'm here to help you! Let's combine our swords and scabbards and kill Lao Deng together!" "No need! I can do it myself! This time, I'll give you the sword!" Yang Shi swung out the Thunder Sword and met the Martial Saint with only his magical powers. This is a battle between two top warriors and there is no need for anyone to intervene.

Only when facing the Martial Saint can Yang Shi unleash all he has learned in his life! After all, the Martial Saint had been practicing Qi sword for decades, and it was more powerful than Yang Shi's mind sword ability. Assisted by the Cloud Dragon Nine Changes ability, it was erratic. Yang Shi was hit several times, and his top-grade defensive robes were cut with several wounds. "Magic power, escaping underground!" Yang Shi used the method of escaping underground to avoid it, and other magical powers were also used. The two of them fought fiercely for a while. Ding Zhen raised the complete Thunder Sword, and five huge thunders fell from the sky! "Who in the Blood Soul Valley dares to challenge me, the Thunder Immortal!" Ding Zhen, who is at the third level of the Foundation Establishment Stage, intimidates the demon cultivator elders in the Blood Soul Valley with the power of his mid-grade treasure, and no one dares to accept the challenge! He snorted coldly. "Evil Mind Blood Lord, get out here!" This was his master in the Blood Soul Valley, the one who led him on the path of magic cultivation and the one who killed his father. A demonic cultivator who absorbs the resentment of his disciples to practice. "Traitor! Today we will take you in!" The Demonic Blood Lord called on the two Demon Lords to attack together! "Come!" The martial arts corps and monk corps of the Law Order Department gathered their military spirit and fought head-on with the disciples of the Xuanshi Sect. A bloody battle begins! Yang Fu held spells in his hands and continued to attack the monks of the Blood Soul Valley, while his eyes frequently looked towards the sky, as if he was waiting for someone. "My goodness! This scene is so chaotic! I can't see anything clearly!" Yang Keun Suk's eyes are almost blind! With tens of thousands of monks fighting against each other, he was afraid that his computer would explode! "Fortunately, the Yang family is fine now. I'll go see what the Blood Soul Valley Master is doing." He looked underground, searching for the master of the Blood Soul Valley. Then he saw Mo Zhu, a man with black hair and an oval face. She was talking to a person wearing a mask. "Xuan Zhen really couldn't help it." "Our big thing is finally coming to fruition." There should be one more update?   (End of this chapter)