The most powerful villain in fighting

Chapter 213 Zhongzhou blocks the door, the spirit race is at stake

Zhongzhou.

The people of the Spirit Race collectively wore blue robes and carried knives, and came to the rebuilt gate in a mighty manner.

Ling Ya, one of the three sword saints of the spirit clan, stood at the front.

He looked at the strong man of the Soul Palace guarding in front of the gate, and frowned slightly.

The semi-saint powerhouse actually used it to look at the gate?
When did the Soul Palace, which belongs to the affiliated forces of the Soul Clan, become so powerful?

It's not just them, all the forces that come to Zhongzhou have to get the consent of the Hall of Souls if they want to enter.

"Soul Palace, when did you dare to become so domineering?" Ling Ya slowly revealed the soul-cracking blade hanging on his body, "You guys, do you really think of yourself as a soul clan?"

The moment Lingya revealed the soul-splitting blade, the five half-sages guarding the gate hurriedly took a step back and sent a signal for reinforcements.

People from other forces couldn't help frowning secretly after seeing their arrogance.

"They are all one of the eight ancient clans, people from the Spirit Race, no wonder they dare to challenge the Hall of Souls."

"Let's forget it. If the Soul Palace doesn't bother us, it's already burning incense and worshiping Buddha."

After a while, five or six fighting saints came from the sky.

Such a lineup gave even Lingya a headache.

"There are so many Saints in Soul Hall?"

"The Spirit Cliff of the Three Swordsmen of the Spirit Race has detected your terrifying aura from outside. Could it be that you want to forcibly break into it?"

An old man dressed in gray and white clothes slowly stepped out from under the ranks of the fighting saints and appeared under everyone's gaze.

The old man was hunched, with a skeleton crutch in his hand, his eyes were sunken, and there were two clusters of faint green lights shining in his eyes, giving people a kind of eerie and strange feeling.

The original Ertian Zun, now the Guyou Saint.

His strength has been amplified by Hun Tianchen to the late stage of the four-star fighting saint, only a little worse than the great heavenly saint.

Ling Ya glanced at the guard standing in front of her with extreme displeasure.

Just about to speak, but was interrupted by Gu You again:

"Your Excellency Lingya, your cultivation is already above the five-star Dou Sheng, are you trying to break the rules this time?"

Ling Ya's face changed slightly, and the hand on the knife slowly came down.

The punishment for violating the rules, their spirit race can't afford it.

"Senior Lingya, this is the territory of the soul clan, so bear with it." Lingxiu behind Lingya reminded in a low voice.

"Could it be that we are now facing only the subordinate forces of the Soul Clan, and the Soul Palace must be intimidated?" Ling Ya cursed in a low voice.

But I really dare not speak out, in order to come to Zhongzhou, this time I have a mission.

He couldn't just fight with Soul Palace like this.

Seeing that Lingya withdrew his fighting posture, Guyou coughed in mid-air, looked at the crowd with green eyes, and said:

"Everyone is strong, but I hope you can give us a little face for the Soul Palace."

"This time, Zhongzhou has been destroyed once. In order to rebuild Zhongzhou, our soul hall has done the most, and all the property has been thrown on it. We have paid so much, can't we just let you rank first?" The gate accepts the so-called inspection?"

Most of the people below are basically afraid to refute.

"Our Soul Palace talks to you well for the sake of mutual peace. Of course, if some people deliberately provoke troubles, they can try the methods of the Soul Palace." Bone You Saint glanced at Lingya and snorted angrily.

The strength of the Soul Hall today is no less than that of the Spirit, Stone, and Medicine clans.

At this time, in the sky, teams belonging to the Sky Demon and Phoenix Clan rushed over one after another.

Feng Qing'er, who was at the front, dressed in a colorful dress, with colorful long hair hanging from her head, raised her snow-white neck arrogantly and indifferently, and glanced at the chaos piled up at the door with a gaze overlooking all living beings.

Feng Qing'er, who was full of phoenix charm, did not choose to line up, but walked into the gate directly with her long legs.

Almost none of the people in the Hall of Souls dared to stop Feng Qing'er, so they just let her in.

When Feng Qing'er passed by the spirit clan team, she glanced at Lingya out of the corner of her eye, the corners of her cold mouth slightly raised, showing a trace of disdain.

Soon, she withdrew her gaze and continued to walk in in her own way.

Seeing Feng Qing'er's glance, Ling Ya's cold sweat kept appearing on his forehead.

He could feel that Feng Qing'er was a strong person that he could never provoke.

"Ugh."

It was different then.

The current spirit race seems to be able to bully anyone.

It's just that the spirit clan endured it, but the others quit.

"How can she go in without queuing up???"

Not even the famous Spirit Race could receive such treatment!

"That's a member of the Sky Demon and Phoenix Clan, could it be..."

Bone You Saint and his party greeted Feng Qing'er with a respectful attitude, completely ignoring other people's dissatisfaction.

"We let you in, you should be grateful to Dade, and if there is another word of dissatisfaction, we will kill you all!"

The dissatisfied movement near the gate lasted for about ten seconds, and when the hearts of the people became more and more heavy, a faint voice suddenly sounded from the sky, with a swish, almost all eyes were immediately gathered in the sky,

There, amidst the glow of blood, a thin figure stepped out of the void slowly.

When that thin figure appeared in their eyes, almost everyone couldn't help but gasp.

Immediately, countless people heard the sound of gurgling suddenly coming from the deep stream, as if blood was flowing.

Under the gaze of countless gazes, the sound of the liquid flowing became louder and louder. After a long while, the blood red color suddenly emerged from the dark deep stream. Those were a viscous and scarlet sea of ​​blood!
The viscous sea of ​​blood continued to rise from the abyss, and only when it reached the level of the abyss did it stop slowly. As the sea of ​​blood squirmed, a blood-red figure all over slowly emerged, raising its scarlet eyes , looking indifferently at the crowd below, a hoarse voice, with a taste of greed, echoed in the sky:

"It just so happens that your taste looks very good, and it should be able to make my cultivation stronger again."

This person was wearing a blood-colored robe, with scarlet long hair, red eyes and red brows, and at first glance, a chilling smell of blood pervaded the air.

This sudden bloody figure also made many people look terrified.

"The Four Celestial Venerables of the Soul Palace, the Blood River Celestial Venerable?"

"Hehe, this was my name a long time ago. Now, you can call me the Blood River Saint of the Soul Palace."

The figure stepping on the sea of ​​blood raised his head and said with a hoarse smile.

In the next second, his gaze subconsciously focused on the Spirit Race team.

"Jie Jie Jie, I have never tasted the taste of the Spirit Race people, I really want to taste what it is like."

"What do you mean by this sentence?" Ling Ya's hand was involuntarily placed on the soul-splitting blade.

For some reason, he could feel that the strength of this blood river sage... actually gave him a dangerous aura.

"What do you mean? You'll know soon." The Saint of Blood River stretched out his hand in front of him intoxicated, with a wicked smile on his lips.

After a while, I will be one of the main forces to kill you.

He didn't say this sentence, but stared at Lingya with the eyes of his prey.

(End of this chapter)