Chapter 584: Great Era, Crimson and the Stars, Making a Fortune in Quiet, and the Enemy from the West Land Who is About to Arrive!

The Crimson Sea is vast and boundless, with many islands scattered throughout. It has always been the sphere of influence of the True Blood Cult.

At this moment, on the largest island, a blond and blue-eyed barbarian riding a strange beast was seen urging the beast forward, with a grim smile on his face, as he attacked a group of natives who were fleeing in panic in front of him.

His upper body was naked, with the fur on his chest swaying in the breeze. He laughed wildly and swung out a blood-red lasso covered with hideous barbs. The lasso circled in the sky and turned into a beam of blood light, rushing straight towards the native leader on the island.

The native chief looked at the bloody light coming straight towards him and cried out inwardly. In a moment, although he tried his best to dodge, he was still entangled by the bloody noose covered with barbs.

As the blood flowed out, soon only a piece of scalp was left on the ground.

"The leader of the natives is dead. Go and capture the remaining two-legged animals. The treasure ship of the Heavenly Ghost Cult is already waiting on the coast."

The blond-haired and blue-eyed barbarian brushed off the non-existent dust on his black gloves, then tightened the reins of the strange beast and smiled at his followers.

Just as everyone responded loudly, a golden light flew rapidly from afar and fell into the hands of the blond-haired and blue-eyed barbarian. It turned out to be a strange golden page.

"Good! Good! Good! The great Lord Blood Dragon has reached an agreement with the Ghost Worship Cult and has finally decided to set foot on that fertile land. All members of the Mantuo tribe must return immediately and stop chasing after those natives."

"In that direction, there is real big business. It's time for our Mantuo tribe warriors to make a name for themselves!"

The blond-haired, blue-eyed barbarian grinned, and after throwing the golden page to his left and right, he pulled out a blood-red axe with strange petals imprinted on it from behind him, and pointed it far away towards the east!

The Crimson Sea is vast in area, and naturally it is not just a paradise for monsters. Many barbarians who practice blood-related skills on the islands are naturally its subordinates.

The same is true for the ghost-worshipping cult that dominates the Western Continent.

At this moment, under the leadership of a huge ship with corpses on its deck, countless ships of different sizes with skulls of various colors hanging on them formed a strange formation and began to move rapidly towards Dongzhou! Yi Chen naturally knew nothing about the unusual movements on the Crimson Sea. After leading the monks of the Nangong family back to Lingcheng, he declined the invitation of the head of the Nangong family to a banquet on the pretext of seclusion, and returned to his room to find a large number of storage rings he had obtained.

All of a sudden, various jade coins stained with blood appeared in Yi Chen's room.

Among them, white and green jade coins are the most numerous, and red jade coins are not uncommon. A rough estimate is that there are nearly 800,000 deep red dots.

What a huge sum of money this is.

This does not include the deep red points that Yi Chen obtained by killing the monsters in the Sea Lion Altar of the True Blood Sect!

At this moment, a feeling of ecstasy instantly surged to his brows, and after the ecstasy, a hint of ruthlessness appeared on Yi Chen's face.

He still has to rely on just robbery. He has been busy in Yangcheng for a long time, so he might as well make a little move tonight.

Yi Chen had never expected that a small Sea Lion Altar of the True Blood Sect could snatch so many jade coins and resources. Needless to say, the source of these wealth must be the resources plundered after many cities like Yangcheng were captured.

Each of these jade coins is stained with the blood and tears of countless ordinary people.

No, it's not just ordinary people, all the big, medium and small families are like this too.

The True Blood Sect doesn't care about you guys so much. If you don't get any "gold coins", they will keep torturing you. After torturing you, they will directly throw you into the Nine-Layer Demon Tower. You will be given a seat in the Nine-Layer Demon Tower. You can enjoy it.

Compared to the Ghost Worship Cult, the True Blood Cult's invasion was more violent and bloody.

"These bastards are too rich. Ugh, it's too much."

"I, Yichengzi, hate to see such beastly behavior. We must strike hard at these bastards!"

"Everyone, I have avenged you. These jade coins are the price you paid for asking me to help you!"

Yi Chen's face was indifferent, and his big hand slowly reached out to the bloody jade coins on the table!

"Crimson! Break through for me!"

With a roar in Yi Chen's heart, the eighteenth level of true skill was achieved instantly.

As the familiar power returned, a smile appeared on Yi Chen's face.

Accumulating the first pot of gold is always the most difficult, so he seemed slow when he started in Guangzhou, but now, he has the capital to move around.

As long as he was careful and changed his position after each shot, his strength would increase rapidly in a way that no one could have imagined! Rapidly! Explosively! Crazy!

For the safety of the people of Donglu, Yichengzi must kill them.

"No, the longer the night, the more trouble there is. We must do a few more jobs before the news of the demise of the True Blood Cult Sea Lion Altar spreads!"

"Sometimes, there are only a few opportunities in life. If you miss them, you will never get them back! You must take the initiative!"

Yi Chen's eyes turned cold, he suddenly opened the window, and fell like a black swallow! The next day, when the monks of the Nangong family came to visit Yi Chen again, they found that the house was empty.

As time passed, news began to spread in Daqian that small and medium-sized forces of the True Blood Sect and the Ghost Worship Sect in various places were facing a devastating disaster.

A black ghost lingers along the border of Daqian like a devil, causing headaches for the top leaders of the True Blood Sect and the Ghost Worshiping Sect.

The Red Leaf branch of the Ghost Worshiping Cult.

Outside a black courtyard, a human-skin lantern hanging at the door was burning fiercely, and screams of souls being roasted by the phantom flames could be heard from within the lantern!

The outer monk of the Ghost Worshiping Sect who was in charge of guarding the gate did not take the screams seriously. Instead, he felt that they were the sound of nature.

Without the cries of the weak, how can the value of the strong be reflected? As the first practitioners to surrender to the Red Leaf Branch of the Ghost Worship Cult, they were extremely glad that they had chosen to open the city. If they had resisted to the death, their final fate would have been the same as those unfortunate people in the human skin lanterns, suffering torture.

The two black-robed monks looked at the white skull mark embroidered on their chests and couldn't help but puff out their chests with pride! However, what they didn't know was that at this moment, a black and majestic figure was standing quietly in front of them, and they knew nothing about it.

Not only that, even the Ghost Worshipping Cult masters in the Red Leaf Branch did not notice the arrival of Xiong Kui! Yi Chen looked up at the dim and uncertain light coming out of the lantern, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth! "There are always people who think they can always win and can do anything!"

Yi Chen strode forward and was about to push the door open, but suddenly he stopped and grabbed the two black-robed human monks at the door with his big hands, and knocked them left and right! The powerful force hit the two monks who had just joined the Ghost Worshiping Cult and their brains burst and died.

Until their death, they didn't know at whose hands they died.

To Yi Chen, the traitors are always more hateful than the real ones, because the traitors are often more vicious than the real ones!

Suddenly, the human skin lantern outside the black courtyard suddenly went out, and the world fell into darkness! Screams and wails arose in the mansion! "Damn it, who dares to break into my Red Leaf Branch of the Ghost Worship Cult!"

"Don't you know who I am? The Elder Wanhun of the Ghost Worshiping Sect is my master. This fellow Taoist from the human race, you better think carefully about the consequences of offending my Ghost Worshiping Sect!"

A middle-aged ghost cultivator looked at the majestic figure in front of him and couldn't help but roar loudly. He began to try his best to resist the attacks from the figure in front of him, which were becoming more and more brutal.

"Haha, Old Man Wanhun is so powerful!"

"Then do you know who I am?" The Xiong Kui figure sneered when he heard this, and his words seemed to show some disdain for the background he brought out.

"Who are you?"

"You idiot! You don't even know who I am, and you dare to threaten me? I am the wild father you have never met!"

"Wait for death. Now I feel more relieved!"

After a cup of tea, a majestic figure quietly walked out of the courtyard, and a flame suddenly shot up into the sky behind him !

"You are Yichengzi, the Taoist Chunyang Yichengzi?"

"Master Dao, please let me go. I will give you everything I have. I will tell you everything you want. As long as you let me go!"

A barbarian monk in a blood-stained robe and with grease-painted face was forced into a corner by a huge figure. In intense fear, he actually retreated step by step and began to beg for mercy.

Feeling the mighty power of the figure in front of him, who was now well-known in the True Blood Sect, could not muster the slightest thought of resisting.

You have to know that before this, the deputy altar master, whose cultivation level was not much different from his, wanted to escape, but was blown up by the Taoist in front of him! Needless to say, the final result would be no different if he replaced him.

"Let me spare you, do you think I am a horse breeder? You are all on the verge of death, hoping that I will let you go!"

"Bring it here!"

Yi Chen grabbed the storage ring from the barbarian's hand with one hand, and after carefully searching it with his mental power, he withdrew his hand and sneered at the barbarian in front of him:

"It's just this little bit, fellow Taoist, you are not honest!"

"Be good, if you don't want to suffer any more, you should cooperate with me more."

"This is good for everyone! Don't you think so?"

"You won't make it difficult for me, will you?"

As Yi Chen approached, a thick shadow suddenly covered the figure of the barbarian monk.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

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"Don't come over here! If you come over here, I promise to destroy everything here!"

"Let me go, everything here is yours!"

"Fellow Daoist, you should know that I have the ability to destroy all the resources we looted before you kill me!"

Inside a cave, a skinny old man with white hair calmly looked at the heroic figure who suddenly broke in, and he immediately threatened!

"Then you try it!"

"Crimson!"

The Taoist raised his head, his eyes became more domineering, and a magnificent halberd light suddenly appeared.

He actually made a breakthrough at the critical moment.

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"Haha, Taoist Chunyang, if you want to kill me, then kill me. If I, Steel Bone, frown even a little, then you are the one who raised me."

"Don't even think about getting any useful information from me!"

A tall Tibetan man with broken limbs leaned against a broken wall, gritting his teeth and speaking in hatred.

Yi Chen held the blood halberd in his hand, and with a shake of his hand, blood beads fell from the blade in strings!

"Stupid guy, you are calm because you are not afraid of death!"

"I am calm because I am not afraid of your death!"

"If you don't tell me, can't I find it myself? And if you don't tell me, there are plenty of people who will tell me!"

Yi Chen looked at the tall and strong man with great integrity, and chuckled lightly.

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Above the wasteland, the sky is full of stars.

After finishing off a series of killings and committing several big crimes, Master Yi finally chose to return to Lingcheng to recuperate for a while.

It's not that he doesn't want to try anymore, but there are already A-zu outside, no, they are all masters of the Ghost Worshiping Sect and the True Blood Sect, so he can only give up.

Things have gotten really out of hand. The bastards from the Ghost Worshiping Sect and the True Blood Sect have set up all kinds of schemes to lure Yi Chengzi into their trap. How could Yi Chen fall for this?

In that case, why not just go back to Lingcheng and wash your feet, and let those idiots fight wits and courage with the air.

Yi Chen looked at the starry sky, a smile appeared on his face! "Chen Hong! Break through for me!"

Suddenly, Yi Chen's true energy broke through again, and the twentieth level of his true energy was achieved in an instant. The shortfall of the deep red points for the next breakthrough was less than three million points.

The breakthrough is complete, wash your feet, wash your feet!

Soon, Lingcheng was in sight.

Inside the Nuanyu Tower.

The Taoist goes up to the high building alone, the moon is like a hook, and the lonely Wutong tree in the deep courtyard locks the autumn.

Rouge tears, the Taoist is drunk, once new, twice familiar.

Amid the great changes, dragons and snakes emerged from the land, and Yi Chen rushed in all directions, but he was only attacking within a radius of 30,000 miles. In other areas, small-scale battles with the True Blood Sect and the Ghost Worship Sect were still going on.

There will always be people with evil hearts and bad behavior in this world, but there will always be heroes who rise up to resist!

"You are so bold that you actually dared to attack the Blood Refining Altar of the True Blood Sect. Tell me who is behind you and I will give you a quick death!"

A tiger-headed monster with a face full of flesh is vigorously waving a spiked mace, and is starting a fierce battle with a young Taoist with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes.

He had extraordinary power and momentum, and for a while he defeated the enemy at every turn!

"Damn it! I, Situ Zhaixing, have killed people all the way, how could I fall here today!"

"The light of the stars shines upon me, and I have attained enlightenment!"

"I, Situ Zhaixing, have unparalleled talent. You little tiger monster, why don't you die quickly!!!"

After vomiting blood repeatedly, the young Taoist's eyes became brighter and brighter in the successive collisions. After the last collision, he actually uttered a word suddenly. In an instant, his aura began to rise, breaking through the shackles, and reaching the late stage of the near-Tao realm under the shining starlight.

"No, that's impossible!"

A magnificent sword light flashed, and a huge head flew up into the sky. As blood gushed out, the young Taoist knelt on one knee, leaning on his sword and gasping for breath.

After calming down his turbulent blood, the smile on the young Taoist's face became even brighter! "Haha, the time people spend practicing cultivation increases as time goes by, but for me it's the other way around."

"I can feel that under the shining of the stars, my comprehension has greatly increased. It has only been less than ten days since I broke through the realm and I have reached the late stage of the Near Path!"

"True Blood Sect, Ghost Worship Sect, just wait for me!"

"It's true. If Heaven hadn't given birth to me, Situ Zhaixing, the East Continent would have been in darkness forever!"

The young Taoist priest felt the tremendous surge of magical power in his body and he burst into laughter!

At this moment, the armies of the Ghost Worshiping Cult and the True Blood Cult are getting closer! (End of this chapter)