My Master is Super Strong But Too Steady

  Chapter 32 See the blood demon spies again!

  Not only Ye Chen, most of the people on the gilt giant ship felt the extraordinary of the Xuanwu Mountains. They always felt that there was a strong ferocious aura hung in the mountains, which made them feel uncomfortable.

Xuantian Saint Xuewei seemed to have seen everyone’s doubts, her eyes gleamed with wisdom, and she smiled lightly: “I have specifically asked the Holy Lord about the origin of this Xuanwu Mountain Range. The Holy Lord mentioned that there is Rumors say that millions of years ago, the sky-shielding Xuanwu descended from the sky, and the blood fell there, the divine power dissipated, and the huge body turned into a mountain range called Xuanwu Mountain."

   "Is this mountain really transformed by the sacred beast Xuanwu?" Many disciples exclaimed.

  "The reason why the rumors are rumors is that they cannot be verified. The mythical beast Xuanwu is too illusory to be true. However, the fierce aura in the Xuanwu Mountains is indeed too strong, you still have to be careful."

  Xuantian saint shook her head lightly, her swan-like neck glowing with dreamlike luster, she sighed, and reminded her softly.

Is    just rumors?

   Ye Chen frowned secretly.

  Everyone approached towards the Xuanwu Mountains, Xuantian Saint Xuewei seemed to be feeling something.

"brush!"

  Suddenly, an elegant young man soared into the sky from a hidden valley, bowed his hands to the giant golden ship, and said loudly: "Purple Peak Meng Shaofeng, welcome Your Royal Highness!"

   Saint Xuewei rose into the sky from the golden giant ship and smiled at Meng Shaofeng: "Junior Brother Meng, please wait here. There is no change in that magic repair stronghold? What about other fellow daoists?"

Meng Shaofeng responded with a smile: "Holy woman, there are several core disciples who are secretly monitoring the demon repair stronghold. It has been determined that it is a rudder of the Blood Demon Cult. As for the other brothers and elders, they are temporarily hidden. In this nameless valley."

   "Thanks for your hard work, everyone! Let all fellow daoists come out, let's go now to attack the Gorefiend sub-rudder!" Xuantian Saint nodded gently.

  When Saintess Xuantian came with a big fanfare, she naturally didn't want to delay any more time.

   "Yes, saint!" Meng Shaofeng nodded, raising his hand to play a sound transmission note downward.

   Ye Chen looked at Meng Shaofeng, and related information about Meng Shaofeng appeared in his eyes.

  【Name: Meng Shaofeng】

  [Identity: The core disciple of Xuantian Holy Land Zixiaofeng (the true identity is the core disciple of Blood Demon Sect)]

  【Cultivation Base: Mid-Phenomenon Stage (True Cultivation Base is the Peak of Visionary Stage)】

[Character experience: Born in the Xuanwu Mountains of the Blood Demon Sect, he is the son of Meng Jiuxiao, the elder of the Blood Demon Sect. The situation failed, and the blood sacrificed to a town of ten thousand people, and forcibly broke through to the vision realm.

  Blood sacrifices to four small towns and eight villages successively. In just three years, he forcibly raised his cultivation base to the peak of the Vision Realm, but it ran out of potential and it was difficult to enter the Primordial God Realm in this life.

In order to obtain the most precious blood evil pill in the Blood Demon Cult, at the age of 22, he hid his identity and worshipped Zixiao Peak in the Holy Land of Xuantian. It has been 16 years since he has been looking for the crack in the Demon Abyss. The crack in the Demon Abyss may be there. The news near Qingyun Peak was sent back to the Blood Demon Cult by this person.

   Qingli Demon King got the news from him, so he specifically selected a Qingyunfeng disciple to possess him. After spending several years near Qingyunfeng, he found the crack in the Demon Abyss.

  This time, the Blood Demon Sect set up an ambush to inflict heavy damage on the Xuantian Holy Land. Meng Shaofeng was the internal response. 】

  ...

   Ye Chen's gaze shrank slightly, and it was the blood demon's internal response!

  Since Meng Shaofeng is the internal response of the Blood Demon Cult in the Xuantian Holy Land, and the Blood Demon Cult has already set up an ambush, this trip to the Xuanwu Mountains will definitely not be peaceful, but Ye Chen has not found out more information for the time being.

   Ye Chen couldn't help being speechless for a while, Xuantian Holy Land's heart was really big enough, did he never check the origin of his disciple?

   Qingli Demon King, Qi Hanxing, plus this Meng Shaofeng, the Lightblood Demon Sect has mixed in so many spies, are there spies in other big religions or holy places?

  At the beginning, Saint Xuantian took the initiative to use the so-called Xuantian Treasure Mirror, but still did not find out the extraterritorial demon on Liao Wuhen's body. It seems that Xuantian Holy Land's methods of monitoring monsters are actually lacking.

  "Holy woman, this Meng Shaofeng is a spy arranged by the Blood Demon Sect." Ye Chen said in an old voice to the goddess Xuantian.

  In order to prevent accidents, Ye Chen decided to remind Saint Xuantian.

  The many disciples who encircled and suppressed the blood demon cult sub-rudder were mixed with the spies of the blood demon cult. If this was not removed in advance, Ye Chen always felt that his heart was not at ease.

  Furthermore, it is not appropriate for Master Ye Chen to take a rash move. Since this operation is led by Saint Xuantian, this Meng Shaofeng should let her find a way to deal with it.

   The goddess Xuantian moved slightly, glanced around without a trace, and did not find who the voice was transmitted.

  She would not take Meng Shaofeng directly just because of a reminder from no one, but she was somewhat wary in her heart.

At this time, brilliant brilliant lights lit up in the valley, and the huge arrays hidden in the illusion opened. Streams of light flew from all over the valley and landed on the giant gilt ship, one after another towards the goddess Xuantian. greet.

   Ye Chen scanned it roughly, and found that the disciples staying in this nameless valley were all disciples of Xuantian Holy Land, and had not been taken away or possessed by others, so he felt a little relieved.

"My fellow daoists, I will go to attack the blood demon cultivator now, and I need to be a drum to cheer!" Xuantian saint smiled, her shell teeth were gleaming, her jade hand raised lightly, and an ancient drum appeared on the gilt giant ship. There are two drumsticks on it, and there seems to be dried blood on the drumsticks, and the drumsticks are covered with tiny cracks, revealing a weird magical nature.

  The next quarter of an hour, two drumsticks automatically floated into the air, and one of the drumsticks slammed on the drum surface, making a deafening muffled sound.

   "Boom!"

  The sound of drums fell heavily on everyone's hearts, and everyone felt that an emotion hidden deep in their hearts was hooked out.

   Just the sound of a drum, Meng Shaofeng's eyes became red, and a low and hoarse voice came out in his throat: "Holy girl! This drum is weird, don't beat it!"

   "Boom!"

   Another drum sound came out, and Meng Shaofeng let out a low growl, and a black magical energy began to float on his body.

"This drum is called the Demon Summoning Drum, which can awaken the dormant demon nature in the living beings, and it can be distinguished that it is a man or a demon. Although it is not far from disintegration after using this time, it can find the magic repair hidden in us. , It’s not a loss."

  The Saintess of Xuantian said in a cold tone, and behind her was a vast vision of beautiful mountains and rivers, with thousands of peaks and mountains, clouds and mists, big rivers rushing, and the endless blue sea, setting her off like a nine-day goddess.

  　 Thank you [Yueyao Jiuwei] for a reward of 100 starting coins! Thank you [Abai] for rewarding 100 book coins!

  (End of this chapter)