Chapter 139 Blood Gourd Ancestor

In the battlefield sea area where the human and demon races meet, there is a peaceful place with deserted islands and reefs.

The originally desolate and remote sea area is now quite lively.

On many deserted islands, there are many cultivators stationed in the shadows, and each of them is full of spirit and energy, obviously a person with profound Taoism.

Just at this moment, a huge building ship came flying in the sky. Upon closer inspection, it was the "Yueyun Boat" of Qianyuan Sect!

After the flying boat arrived, it slowly landed on a deserted island.

Then, a golden-robed old man stepped out in the air, followed closely by a group of young white-robed cultivators.

It was the people of Qianyuan Sect led by Master Yun Hong!

However, not long after the group got off the flying boat, a strange laugh suddenly sounded:

"Wow! Qianyuan Sect is really generous, even the most senior old ghost Yun Hong has come out!"

Hearing this mocking remark, the people of Qianyuan Sect couldn't help but look indignant and looked towards a certain place on the deserted island.

I saw a group of blood-robed monks, led by an old man in a red robe with white hair and beard, ugly face, and a blood-colored gourd tied around his waist, walking towards the people of Qianyuan Sect.

And the aura that the old man in the blood-robed robe exuded when he raised his hands and feet was comparable to that of Master Yun Hong!

However, seeing this scene, Master Yun Hong's expression did not change at all, and he retorted:

"I thought which youngster was making a fuss, it turned out to be "Little Friend Blood Gourd" from the Blood Spirit Demon Sect!"

Hearing this, the blood-robed old man opposite, who was originally smiling, suddenly turned pale, and shouted angrily:

"Old ghost Yun Hong, don't be so arrogant! You are only a few years older, but in terms of cultivation, you and I are only on par!"

Speaking of this, the blood-robed old man paused slightly, a hint of sarcasm appeared on his face, and he smiled and said:

"Besides, you old ghost will soon die, why should I bother with a dying person, haha!"

After saying this, the blood-robed old man turned around arrogantly, took many blood-robed disciples, flew to the top of a barren mountain with a wide view, and settled down there.

Seeing this scene, Patriarch Yun Hong's face was slightly gloomy, and a trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes.

But he didn't know what he was thinking of, but he resisted the urge to attack. Instead, he closed his eyes, sat cross-legged on the spot, and began to rest his eyes!

Although the people of Qianyuan Sect were somewhat indignant, they could only secretly criticize in their hearts because the disciples had low cultivation bases!

As for Qin Tian and Nangong Yingjun in the corner, they were communicating secretly.

"This old man from the Blood Spirit Demon Sect is called "Blood Gourd Taoist". His cultivation base has reached the middle stage of the Golden Core. He is bloodthirsty by nature and his methods are extremely cruel!"

At this point, Nangong Yingjun, who knew a lot about the major forces, paused slightly, and then continued with a look of disgust:

"Did you see the blood-colored gourd on the waist of that old man? This thing is the treasure that made "Blood Gourd Taoist" famous. It is rumored that it was made by taking the blood of 9,999 pairs of boys and girls! Such cruel behavior is inhumane!"

Hearing this, Qin Tian was also scared!

Since entering the world of immortal cultivation, many people have died at the hands of Qin Tian, ​​but compared with the ruthless methods of this "Blood Gourd Taoist", they are nothing!

After a moment, Nangong Yingjun introduced some powerful people of the Blood Spirit Demon Sect with a serious face:

"Did you see that revealingly dressed slut? This person is called Yan Ying, specializing in the method of collecting yang to replenish yin. It is said that her charm is weird and unpredictable. Brother Qin, if you meet this person after entering the secret realm, remember to be careful!

The pretty boy next to him is called Mo Ziyu, who is one of the best among the younger generation of the Blood Spirit Demon Sect. His strength is extremely terrifying!"

Hearing this, Qin Tian couldn't help but follow Nangong Yingjun's gaze and looked curiously in the direction of the Blood Spirit Demon Sect.

Then he saw a man and a woman sitting cross-legged in the front position among a group of red-robed Qi-refining cultivators.

The female cultivator named Yan Ying was outstanding in appearance, but her eyes and eyebrows were full of charm all the time, and her clothes were extremely bold. She wore a red long skirt that was almost slit to her hips, and the cuffs revealed a large area of ​​white.

As for Mo Ziyu, he was also handsome, but his face was extremely pale, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness.

I don’t know if it was a coincidence, just when Qin Tian and others were secretly looking at the people of the Blood Spirit Demon Sect, Yan Ying, who was looking charming, was also looking at the people of the Qianyuan Sect with the handsome man beside her.

And the two of them were always talking and laughing as if no one was around.

For this scene, the other Blood Spirit Demon Sect cultivators around seemed to be accustomed to it, and there was no surprise, but many of them looked at Nightingale’s exposed body with fiery eyes!

Even in the Qianyuan Sect camp, there were many male disciples breathing rapidly, staring at the opposite side with their eyes straight.

Cao Xu's face was flushed, and his eyes were full of intoxication!

Just at this moment, Yan Ying on the opposite side seemed to notice the gazes of Qin Tian and the others, and turned her head quickly to look at them.

So, the eyes of both sides met in mid-air.

In an instant, Qin Tian felt a burst of heat all over his body, and his eyes were even more dazed.

However, in just a moment, Qin Tian's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he had returned to normal.

But Nangong Yingjun on the side had a dull look, his face was full of intoxication, and he actually took a step directly and walked towards the opposite Blood Spirit Demon Sect camp.

Seeing this scene, Qin Tian couldn't help but frowned slightly, and quickly raised his hand to pinch the seal to condense a cold air, and quickly pointed it at Nangong Yingjun's eyebrows.

The latter was shocked by the coldness and woke up instantly. His face showed shock and embarrassment, and he retreated backwards.

Yan Ying, who was opposite, saw that her charm was ineffective, and a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes. She asked the handsome young man beside her:

"That boy is weird! Does Mo Lang have any information about him?"

Hearing this, Mo Ziyu laughed and said;

"It's rare that there is a man that you can't seduce! If I guessed correctly, this boy should be Qin Tian, ​​who is in the limelight of Qianyuan Sect!"

"Qin Tian? Is he the young talent who defeated Ye Qiushui in the Qianyuan Sect competition?"

Yan Ying heard this, and a light flashed in her eyes, and she exclaimed with a hint of excitement.

Seeing this scene, Mo Ziyu knew what he was thinking, and said with a strange look on his face:

"Yes, it's him. It is said that this person has pure spiritual power and is still a virgin!"

Hearing this, Yan Ying's face suddenly flushed, her eyes shining and looking straight at Qin Tian, ​​breathing rapidly, her red lips slightly parted, and she said in a "affectionate" tone:

"After entering the secret realm, if I have the opportunity to meet this person, I will definitely suck all his essence and let him die in bliss!"