The most powerful villain in the heavens

He didn't hold back, and directly activated the "Blood Demon Art", the majestic magic power instantly transformed into a big hand that covered the sky and the sun, fanned the air, and descended from the sky, carrying an incomparable He slammed down on Yu Wentian fiercely and powerfully.

"Hehe, the momentum is quite good, but it's just a show in front of me." Yu Wentian smiled lightly, and simply slapped upwards.

Bang chi!

The Gorefiend's big hand was smashed into pieces in an instant and disappeared.

"What?" Seeing this, Qian Kun's eyes widened, and he looked at Yu Wentian in shock: "You're not a congenital first class."

"You don't care about me." Yu Wentian said indifferently.

"Who are you? I have investigated you. When you first joined the Blood Demon Cult, you were only at the third level of acquired cultivation. In just a few days, you were promoted to an inner sect disciple, and your cultivation is obviously even stronger. High." Qian Kun seemed to have discovered some terrible secret, and said loudly: "What is your purpose for sneaking into our Blood Demon Cult?"

"Haha!" Yu Wentian laughed loudly: "You are too stupid. If I had you, I would have reported to my superiors instead of talking nonsense in front of me."

"Hey, but you don't have this chance."

Yu Wentian's complexion suddenly became extremely cold: "I'll show you what a blood demon's hand is!"

Boom!

Hearing a loud noise, Qian Kun found a huge blood-red hand covering the sky above his head. This palm gave off a terrible pressure, which made him unable to stand up straight.

"what!"

An overwhelming pressure fell on Qian Kun's body, and he turned into a cloud of blood mist in an instant.

"absorb!"

Yu Wentian opened his mouth lightly, all the blood was absorbed into his dantian, and the "Blood Demon Art" started to work, refining all the blood in the blink of an eye.

"Trash, this little blood is not enough to plug my teeth." Yu Wentian didn't feel anything after absorbing Qian Kun's blood.

Chapter 50 Qingling

"Although I have fully comprehended the third and fourth layers of the "Blood Demon Art", more blood is needed to practice them to perfection." Yu Wentian said to himself.

Blood Demon Sect, Blood Demon Hall.

The leader of the Blood Demon Sect sat directly above, glanced at the twenty true disciples below, and said, "I have made great achievements recently. Our Blood Demon Sect has been silent for so long, so it's time for us to make some big moves."

The looks of these true disciples are no different from normal people, obviously they have cultivated the "Blood Demon Art" to a high level.

Among them are a few female true disciples, their expressions are indifferent, but their looks are excellent.

"Each of you can bring some inner disciples, and then go out to enjoy the taste of human blood in the entire Illusory Sea Realm. In this way, your overall strength will also increase." The blood demon leader said grimly.

As soon as these words came out, all the true disciples showed excitement on their faces, and some licked their lips with bloodthirsty expressions all over their faces.

In front of the courtyard where Yu Wentian lived, someone came and said, "Yu Wentian, our Blood Demon Sect has made a big move, hurry up and go out with us."

"What big move?" Yu Wentian asked in surprise.

"Hey, of course it's a good thing." Wang Shan said excitedly: "We can go and suck blood casually with the true disciples."

Hearing this, Yu Wentian also became excited. As long as he has enough blood now, he can definitely cultivate the three or four layers of "Blood Demon Art" to a perfect state, and then successfully become a true disciple. in hand.

"Brother Wang Shan, what is the specific situation?" Yu Wentian asked.

"It is said that our leader's miraculous achievement has been accomplished, and then our Blood Demon Cult will no longer be dormant." Wang Shan said.

When they came to the main square of the Blood Demon Sect, the twenty true disciples randomly selected some inner disciples. Yu Wentian and Wang Shan were selected by a beautiful true disciple Qing Ling who exuded a cold aura.

Yu Wentian glanced at this indifferent beauty, and was slightly shocked. This beauty's cultivation was obviously beyond Yu Wentian's expectations, and she actually had the Ninth Heaven of the Purple Mansion.

"Brother, we are lucky. Even among the true disciples, Qing Ling is among the best in strength, and she is also a great beauty." Wang Shan said very excitedly.

Yu Wentian didn't say anything, no matter how strong Qing Ling was, he didn't pay attention to it, anyway, he was not as strong as him.

"Let's go." After Qing Ling randomly selected five or six inner disciples, he planned to leave.

"Junior Sister Qingling, why did you only choose these few people, and there are also guys with the first level of innateness." Longfeng, a burly true disciple, glanced at Yuwentian behind Qingling, and said with a little surprise.

"I'm willing." Qingling seemed to be very confident in her own strength, and didn't care about the strength of the inner disciples behind her at all.

"Uh, alright. I hope you trash won't hold Qingling back." Longfeng glanced at the six inner disciples disdainfully.

Yu Wentian was upset: "What the hell, I'm more stupid than one."

However, Yu Wentian was expressionless, and it was not easy to make a move for the time being.

The number of inner disciples is far greater than that of true disciples, and most of the inner disciples were not selected, so they can only consider themselves unlucky.

"Come with me." Qing Ling said lightly.

Soon, under the leadership of Qingling, several people left the Blood Demon Cult and flew towards the human city outside the ice and snow mountains.

"Senior Sister, where are we going?" Yu Wentian asked casually when he was idle and bored.

Qing Ling glanced at Yu Wentian, and said calmly: "Walk along the Illusory Sea Realm from north to south, and you can drink blood wantonly in every human city you encounter."

Yu Wentian nodded and didn't say much, anyway, he has gotten used to sucking human blood recently, so it doesn't matter if he sucks more.

Soon, everyone came to Qingfeng City.

The city lord of Qingfeng City was standing on the tower to inspect at the moment, when he suddenly sensed a wave of demonic energy, he quickly looked up and found a beautiful woman with a powerful aura coming from the air with several people.

"Warning!" Qing Feng, the lord of Qingfeng City, noticed something was wrong, and immediately shouted: "Open the city defense array!"

In an instant, Qingling and the others came to the bottom of Qingfeng City.

"Who are you?" City Lord Qingfeng shouted.

Qing Ling looked indifferent and didn't bother to answer at all.

Seeing this, Yu Wentian stood up and replied: "City Lord, I advise you to take over the city guard formation, and then surrender honestly, maybe you can spare your dog's life."

"Bold!" Before the city lord could speak, the commander beside him was angrily reprimanded.

"Who are you, do you have the right to speak?" Yu Wentian said disdainfully.

Qingfeng, the lord of Qingfeng City, actually has two brushes. He said in a deep voice, "I don't care who you are, anyway, it is impossible for you to enter Qingfeng City today."

"Haha!" The disciples of the Blood Demon Sect behind Qing Ling laughed wildly after hearing this.

Yu Wentian didn't laugh, he could tell that the city lord's cultivation was pretty good, as high as the third heaven of the Zifu.

"Hmph! I'll let you Xiaoxiao see the old man's methods." Qingfeng knew that the icy woman in the front had the highest cultivation, so he decided to deal with the people behind Qingling, which can be regarded as a boost to morale.