Chapter 397 Blood Mist Under the Night

"Quick-foot Shark Liang, tell everyone what you know about the Pig Spirit Tribe's preparations for the ring match." The tall and strong Shark Face asked impatiently.

Quick-foot Shark Liang is also a strong man, but he is still a whole circle smaller when standing in front of Shark Face.

Seeing that the tribe leader asked him, Quick-foot Shark Liang did not dare to be careless. He told the people present the news he had found out in one breath without caring about his fatigue.

"What? It was the Sky Ghost Sect disciple named Xu Yang and Liu Haiyu who helped Yun Qiaoer re-ignite the blue holy fire, and Yun Qiaoer's cultivation level has probably broken through to the Yuan Soul Realm!" Shark Face was surprised when he heard the news sent by Quick-foot Shark Liang.

This not only increased the difficulty of winning the ring match, but he was even sure that his idea of ​​marrying Yun Qiaoer as a concubine had come to nothing. Through the previous fight with Yun Qiaoer, Shark Face knew that even if Yun Qiaoer's body did not break through to the Yuan Soul Realm, it would be difficult for him to get the upper hand. Now Yun Qiaoer, who has the cultivation level of the Yuan Soul Realm, is definitely someone he cannot defeat and subdue.

"Yun Qiaoer, Yun Qiaoer..." Shark Face whispered Yun Qiaoer's name, a pair of fish eyes without eyelids swayed in the eye sockets like a pendulum, and his two hands clenched into fists and rubbed them on his chest, with no idea in his mind.

"Master, there is some news about the Blue Water Flame Spirit." Quick-footed Shark Liang continued.

Shark Face's mind was all on the previous question, and he was not interested in the Blue Water Flame Spirit at all, and he ignored it.

"Hurry up!" The Blood Monk on the side heard the four words "Blue Water Flame Spirit" and was like a chicken blood. His originally small eyes were round and round, and he couldn't wait to ask.

When Qingshui Shangren and Hai Monk heard the news about the Blue Water Flame Spirit, their hearts suddenly tightened, and hope appeared in their eyes. They each stepped forward and listened carefully to the news about the Blue Water Flame Spirit.

"It is said that the Pig Spirit Tribe gave Xu Yang and Liu Haiyu a pair of blue water flame spirits born from the Blue Water Holy Fire as a reward for rekindling the Blue Water Holy Fire. Now, the two's skills have also been greatly improved with the help of the blue water flame spirits. As for how much, it is not known to outsiders. What is certain is that the Pig Spirit Tribe will send Yun Qiaoer, Xu Yang and Liu Haiyu to the subsequent ring match." Big Foot Shark Liang explained in detail.

This fast-footed Shark Liang not only has a pair of big feet that can run, but is also good at disguise and eavesdropping. He is a good player in the Shark Tooth Tribe to spy on the enemy and transmit intelligence.

When the Sea Monk, the Blood Monk and the Qingshui Shangren heard the news, their faces were as deep as the bottom of the East China Sea. The three of them looked at each other and reached a consensus in their hearts. Because their goal is the blue water flame spirit, and it has nothing to do with the Shark Tooth Tribe's status on the Pig Spirit Island, the ring match, or even the rise and fall.

"Nothing to say, just kill Xu Yang and Liu Haiyu." Blood Monk said viciously, then curled his lips, swung his arm, and the murderous aura stirred the blood-red monk robe behind him, like a rolling blood wave.

"It's not that simple. I have fought with that young man Liu Haiyu before. Although he is only at the peak of the True Dan Realm, his actual combat power is not inferior to mine. Now that he has obtained the Blue Water Flame Spirit, his body is further enhanced." Hai Monk glanced at Blood Monk opposite him and suggested.

"Oh? I didn't expect that Liu Haiyu, whom Daoyou said, is a natural talent. Not to mention the True Dan Realm, even the cultivators of the Yuanhun Realm, there are not many who can get the upper hand in front of you." Qingshui Shangren asked in doubt.

When he was young, Qingshui Shangren was also a genius in cultivation, but he embarked on the path of evil cultivation.

"That Liu Haiyu claimed to be a disciple of the Qinglian Dojo, and the Qinglian Dojo is the top existence among the Taoist sects in the entire Zhongyuan Continent. It has a deep foundation and a well-ordered Taoist tradition. It is natural that it has such an outstanding disciple." Hai He said truthfully.

"Zhenlian Dojo?"

When he heard that Liu Haiyu was a disciple of the Zhenlian Dojo, Master Qingshui narrowed his eyes, a wisp of murderous aura suddenly emerged from his chest, and the pressure on his body was shaken. The neat goatee on his chin was lifted high by the overflowing energy.

It was because Master Qingshui failed to become a formal disciple of the Qinglian Dojo that he aroused jealousy and killed several disciples of the Zhenlian Dojo in a rage. He was expelled from the list by his master and was announced as an evil cultivator on the evil cultivator list from then on.

It is true that Master Qingshui was young and reckless, but his hatred for Qinglian Dojo has not diminished in the past few years. After he was listed as an evil cultivator, he had been living in hiding until he joined the Shadow Organization. Only he knew the hardships he had. It was not easy to be on the list of evil cultivators in Zhongyuan Continent. He was hunted down by disciples from major sects every day.

Master Qingshui attributed all of this to Qinglian Dojo's rejection of his entry. He always killed the elite disciples in Qinglian Dojo as soon as he saw them, without mercy. So, when he heard that Liu Haiyu was a genius disciple in Zhenlian Dojo, his jealousy was instantly ignited, and he had no choice but to kill him.

"Kill--" Master Qingshui uttered a word, and his cold tone was like a cold sword coming out of its sheath, breaking through the air with a sound. The wide black robe behind him moved without wind, just like a dark and windy night.

"So, we have to take a long-term plan to deal with Liu Haiyu. Besides, the strength of the Tiangui Sect disciple named Xu Yang is unknown. He is likely to be a difficult character if he can hang out with Liu Haiyu."

"How to take a long-term plan? The ring competition will start in ten days. Do we have to wait until ten days later to fight them one-on-one in the ring?" The blood monk with a fierce face immediately asked back.

Master Qingshui on the side sucked in a breath of cold air, suppressed his killing intent in his heart, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, bald head. Brother Hai means that we should concentrate our strength to secretly divide and eliminate these three people. In this way, we can win the competition in ten days without fighting."

Master Qingshui said, while stroking the goatee under his cheek with his hand, seemingly relaxed, but in his heart he said fiercely, Liu Haiyu, when the time comes, I will make you my golden talisman soldier, and use you to kill the disciples in the Qinglian Dojo, wouldn't it be great, hehehe——

"Brother Qingshui knows me well." Monk Hai nodded repeatedly.

"This is a good idea, but you should not kill Yun Qiaoer, she is my concubine who has not yet married." Shark Face was obsessed with Yun Qiaoer and said shamelessly.

"It's a good idea. Since everyone agrees, let's do it. The first to strike is the strongest, and the last to strike will suffer. Who made us evil cultivators? Let's go to hell with the appointment of the ring match in ten days." The blood monk said loudly.

"Hehehe."

The four people's weird laughter echoed in the tent.

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At night, a "galaxy" spanned the sky, and the stars blinked, as if telling a story about the night.

In the Pig Spirit Clan's big village, the soldiers on duty, holding swords and shields, lined up in neat teams and patrolled back and forth in the camp in an orderly manner. There were only eight days left before the ring match between the Pig Spirit Clan and the Shark Tooth Clan, and the tense atmosphere was obvious.

At this time, Liu Haiyu was resting in a tent near the edge of the big village. The tent was not big, and there was nothing around ten feet. The starlight that sneaked down sprinkled on the ground, illuminating a silver-gray area.

Liu Haiyu was sitting cross-legged in the tent, closing his eyes and regulating his breath.

In order to welcome the ring match in ten days, Liu Haiyu has been preparing seriously these days, trying to adjust his body to the best condition. After all, he had fought with Hai Heshang once before, and in his opinion, Hai Heshang is definitely an opponent he is qualified to take seriously.

At this time, a sudden blood mist appeared ten feet away from Liu Haiyu's tent. There were shadows in the rolling blood mist, as if someone was spying in it.

At the moment when the blood mist descended, Liu Haiyu, who was sitting in meditation, had his long eyelashes on his face twitching slightly. Within ten feet, any subtle changes could not escape his perception. After his cultivation broke through to the Yuanhun realm, his soul power seemed to be several times stronger than before.

In his purple mansion space, the Yuanying, who was also sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, had a ray of golden light on the surface of his body as transparent as golden glass, as if a gold ingot was refracted in the sun, bright and noble.

He and the Yuanying opened their eyes at the same time.

Killing aura, a subtle killing aura hidden around the tent, like a string slightly moved in the dark night, but it does not make a sound, but it is clearly there.

"Sure enough, it's here. I expected that shameless people like you would do something insidious and cunning." Liu Haiyu thought to himself, stood up, his eyes full of confidence and disdain, and his blue clothes were like water.

Before, Yun Nuo, the chief of the Pig Spirit Clan, had proposed to arrange heavy troops to guard Xu Yang, Liu Haiyu and Yun Qiaoer, in order to prevent the opponent from plotting on the eve of the ring match, and to ensure the ring match.

But after discussion, everyone realized that the opponent's Shark Long had evil intentions towards Yun Qiaoer, and among Liu Haiyu, Xu Yang and Yun Qiaoer, Yun Qiaoer had the lowest combat power. And with the lesson of the last time Shark Face and Hai Heshang attacked Yun Qiaoer in the Pig Spirit Clan Temple, if the opponent really attacked again this time, Yun Qiaoer would be in the greatest danger.

Therefore, Xu Yang and Liu Haiyu proposed to arrange their resting place on the east and west sides of the Pig Spirit Tribe's stronghold. The south and north sides of the stronghold have long been heavily guarded, taking turns day and night. If the Shark Tooth Tribe's villains come to attack, they will definitely choose the weak east and west sides where Xu Yang and Liu Haiyu are. In this way, they can find the invading enemy at the first time and take precautions quickly, so as not to let the enemy go deep into the stronghold and directly threaten Yun Qiaoer's safety.

Similarly, Xu Yang was guarding a tent on the east side of the stronghold at this time.

It was another quiet night, but as the date of the ring match approached, the danger would get closer and closer.

In the tent, a burning bronze lamp in the shape of a spirit pig was jumping with golden bean-like flames.

Xu Yang sat cross-legged on the side and closed his eyes to cultivate. But at this time, his ears and eyes had already been the same. He had cultivated three true pills, and his spiritual consciousness was extremely powerful. In addition, his natal spirit pet Azhu also advanced to the "spiritual pet golden pill". The perception ability of the two of them added together was terrifying.

Every once in a while, a strand of red spiritual flame as thin as a hair would pop out from Xu Yang's body, which was releasing the spiritual fluctuations of the flame to the surroundings, to sense the slightest fluctuations within a hundred feet around the tent.

The night was very quiet, still strangely quiet.