Twin martial souls, full level charm, enchantress please respect yourself

The voice of the Blood Demon Leader resounded throughout the audience, summoning new moles to rebel.

"What!"

"Where are the four promised moles, and there's actually a fifth?"

"and many more!"

Everyone was suddenly shocked,

Looking at the top boss in the sky,

Now that Shi Potian, who is a direct descendant of the royal family of the Xuanwu Empire, has rebelled soberly, can his father, the old emperor, still be innocent?

"boom!"

The little turtle projection on the emperor's chair suddenly exploded, and the black water shimmered into the void, shaking so many people that they closed their eyes at this moment.

But his heart was beating hard and trembling.

"No!"

"How can it really be like this!"

"Is Emperor Xuanwu really a mole?"

"This……"

The feeling of despair instantly filled everyone's heart. Even Yang Tingjun, Lin Dingtian and other righteous and powerful people felt their hearts pounding at this moment.

It was completely unexpected that two of the four great emperors who stood at the top of the power pyramid would defect to the side of the Blood Demon Sect. It seemed that the Righteous Alliance had become a concentration camp for the Blood Demon Sect.

No wonder the top ten elders of the Blood Demon Sect don't dare to show their true colors to others. The truth is too shocking when exposed, making people unable to believe it.

What are they planning? !

This is the most incomprehensible.

Especially the people of the Xuanwu Empire, their mentality suddenly collapsed at this moment.

They had just seen the White Tiger Emperor rebelling, but they didn't feel anything at all. After all, there were still three great emperors controlling the situation, and the White Tiger Emperor's always domineering and cold-blooded approach, including the methods of the three princes, were similar to those of an evil soul master.

It is not unacceptable for everyone to belong to the Blood Demon Sect, and they even take it for granted.

However, the Xuanwu Empire has always been a force that has no competition with the world. Emperor Xuanwu and the nobles of the royal family have also behaved extremely kindly and are respected by others.

Who would have thought that they would already be wearing the blood-stained robes of the Blood Demon Sect.

The old gangster Zhan Doudou, who had always been cynical and indifferent to everything, his eyes were dull at the moment and he couldn't believe that his old friend had left him.

In the early years, Emperor Xuanwu and he were like-minded friends. They hated evil as much as they hated each other and vowed to eradicate evil in the world. But now...

"Xuanwu..."

"you!"

Zhan Doudou was no longer as free and easy as before. He stared at the brilliant little turtle with old eyes and roared, "When did it happen!!"

The little turtle made a melodious and old voice and calmly replied: "Not long."

Zhan Doudou gritted his yellowed teeth, carrying some kind of hatred and resentment: "You have betrayed our faith, you have forgotten our original intention!"

"Do not."

The little turtle stared at Zhan Doudou: "I have never betrayed our faith."

"Our road is going nowhere."

Zhan Doudou's words were polished and his voice was roaring. He still looked like a gangster, but more like a madman collecting debts: "So you chose to join the Blood Demon Cult? Do you think this can make the Soul Martial Continent a better place?"

"That's right!"

"Only here can we realize my and our ideals, you might as well join in!"

Zhan Doudou yelled and yelled, "Stop fucking bewitching me and joining the Blood Demon Cult. You will be my undying enemy!"

Everyone was completely attracted by the scolding. At this time, the little turtle said:

"You wouldn't think that the person the leader greeted just now was me."

When Zhan Doudou and everyone around him heard this, their hearts beat faster and they quickly turned their heads.

"Keng!!!"

The stunning sword light struck suddenly, and no one had time to react.

"Chila—"

The terrifying sword light struck Meng Buliu's arm with lightning speed. Meng Buliu summoned nine soul rings and triggered space cracks to block the attack, but it was still a beat slow.

The entire left arm, including the arm, was cut off by the sword light. The muscles and bones were broken, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and the blood spurted out to the outside world and was shattered by the sword light.

"you!!!"

Mao Buliu stared at the person who made the move in disbelief.

The man who had been his good friend for decades suddenly drew a sword against him.

"Damn!!"

"Jian Yixing, are you also a member of the Blood Demon Cult?"

King Tianwu and all the powerful men from the Divine Phoenix Empire cast angry glances.

In the void, Jian Yixing is like an emperor in a sword, surrounded by sword energy, and nine soul rings are swirling in the void, slowly wiping the blood on the blade of Qixing Longyuan's sword.

"Ugh."

He let out a long sigh, not knowing whether it was because it was difficult to face the questioning of his old friend, or because he regretted that he only cut off an arm and could not kill the gangster directly.

Jian Yixing didn't say a word. He glanced coldly, turned into sword light, and flashed to the side of the Blood Demon Sect.

He took out a blood-red robe and a mask with blood-red patterns, and sat on the Blood Demon Throne, showing his already existing identity.

At this moment, the people's bodies were feeling cold, and their hearts were contracting and freezing.

incredible!

It is impossible to imagine how terrible the current situation is.

In addition to the paper-man leader who appeared in the early stage, the Blood Demon Sect has three blood demon elders, plus the White Tiger Emperor, Xuanwu Emperor, Li Hentian, Guan Canghai, and Jian Yixing, and they already have eight blood demon elders.

Besides, there is also an elder Mingtian,

On the side of the Blood Demon Sect, there are currently ten extraordinary beings present.

And on this side of the righteous path,

Only two of the four great emperors are left. Four of the ten major sects have rebelled, leaving only six. Fortunately, the Pope and the Lord of the Dark Temple are here. On paper, they are evenly matched in terms of strength. They even have the addition of Si Zongfang and Yang. The strong men from various families brought by the Third Master, Fourth Master and others can be considered to have a small advantage.

Only the leader of the Panlong Sect, the hooligan, failed to notice for a moment, and his arm was cut off, and his combat power was greatly reduced.

"Not surprised, not surprised!"

The four female paper figures who had been silent for a long time clapped their hands, and the hearty laughter of the Blood Demon Cult Leader could be heard.

"Shameless!"

"It's not like there are only four moles!"

At this point in the duel, some people in the audience had already broken down and let out angry roars.

The Blood Demon Cult Leader was not angry either. He lowered his head and smiled at the ground and replied:

"Little fool!"

"This leader is a cult."

"Is what the cult leader said credible?"

"It's okay if the cult leader lies a little."

For a moment, everyone was speechless and unable to speak at all.

The fear in my heart grew to its peak.

"What a great handwriting!"

"Has the power of the Blood Demon Cult grown to this extent?"

Jin Bujie, the leader of the Jinhuang Sect, let out an angry roar from his thin body: "Damn the evil cult monster, this sect leader is incompatible with you!"

"Wrong, wrong!"

The Blood Demon leader shook his head: "When we were weak, you had a strong fist. You can call us whatever you want. You can call us a cult!"

"When we stand up, the right to define good and evil is in our hands, and you are the weak cult organization that needs to be knocked down."

The paper man looked at Jian Yixing and said, "Master Jian Yixing, oh no, you are the noble patriarch of my sect. Now, all I need to do to complete our sect's plan is your nod."

Jian Yixing's face suddenly became extremely ugly.

In the world of black swamp projected by the Qintian Mirror, the little fat man held up the circular array of skulls with "unsatisfied desires", smiling and waiting eagerly.

Yang Jinghong and others have not yet recovered from the shock.

They looked at Jian Jiujue warily,

But the young man with a broken arm who had just escaped from death had no intention of plotting against anyone at this moment. He was far more shocked and dazed than the others, staring outside the Qintian Mirror,

It was like meeting my father for the first time...