Chapter 157: Supreme Demonic Blood

"Boom..."

Just as Ji Wuchang had just returned to the hut, a violent roar instantly spread throughout the Changsheng Gate!

Ji Wuchang was shocked and hurriedly ran away from his hut, then flew up and stood in the air.

Not far away, a flying boat appeared, and on the flying boat, there were densely packed people and horses, at least hundreds of people.

In the sky, six figures stood, and they all exuded terrible pressure.

"Ding Ding Ding..."

One after another, the bell sounded from the main peak of Changsheng Gate. This is the enemy-defending bell of Changsheng Gate.

Once it rings, all disciples, no matter what you are doing, must put down everything at hand and come to meet the enemy.

"Disciples of Changsheng Gate, listen to the order, come out to meet the enemy!"

A loud voice rang throughout the Changsheng Gate, loud and unusual!

Ji Wuchang stared at the sky with murderous intent in his eyes.

He was always worried about the sect in his heart. He knew very well that the Demon Dao Yipin Hall was not a soft persimmon.

Moreover, Xiao Xuan also said that there was a person from Qingque Sect in the Sword Alliance, and now he has arrived in Boyun Province.

Fortunately, Changsheng Sect had been prepared for a long time, and the sect's defense formation has been opened all the time, otherwise the opponent would have rushed in at this moment!

Ji Wuchang saw that there were six figures standing in the sky at this moment, all of whom were powerful people in the Soul Division Realm.

Among them, two of them had an aura equivalent to that of the ancestor, one was an old man with a cold face, and the other was a woman with a long sword on her back.

If Ji Wuchang guessed correctly, this old man with a cold face came from the Demon Dao Yipin Hall.

The woman with a long sword on her back must be from the Sword Alliance, and she is the ancestor of Qingque Sect in the Sword Alliance!

Ji Wuchang then looked at the other four people, and his pupils shrank slightly. These four Soul Division Realm people were not simple.

Although he could not accurately judge the level of the other party in the Soul Division Realm, he could be sure that it must be above the fourth level of the Soul Division Realm!

At this moment, Meng Caihong also flew into the air, looking at the sky solemnly.

"People from Changshengmen, come out and die!"

The woman with the long sword on her back shouted, raised the long sword on her back, and slashed it fiercely at the bottom.

A sword energy of several dozen feet in size slashed directly and fiercely on the defense barrier of Changshengmen, causing ripples in the barrier.

Figures flew up from the peaks of Changshengmen, with solemn expressions.

At this moment, Zhen Nanfeng and Zhen Yaotian appeared at the same time, staring outside with ugly faces.

"What a demonic first-class hall, you dare to attack my Changshengmen, do you really think that my Changshengmen is a soft persimmon that you can squeeze at will?"

Zhen Nanfeng's eyes were cold and murderous!

"Zhen Nanfeng, you still have the nerve to say this! You Changsheng Sect actually destroyed Qingque Sect for no reason, so can't my Demon Dao Yipin Hall destroy you?"

"You can ask my Demon Dao Yipin Hall to withdraw, but hand over Huang Wanqiu, Zuo Yan, Ji Wuchang, and Cai Ping, and we will withdraw immediately!"

The indifferent old man spoke, and his voice spread throughout the Changsheng Sect.

When Ji Wuchang heard the old man's conditions, he instantly understood that the other party was really coming for him.

Obviously, the other party was unwilling to fail in the last Poshan Town incident, and the Supreme with the Resentful Demon Soul was still thinking about taking over his body.

But last time I killed a wisp of the other party's soul, Yaoyao said that the other party's original body might fall into a deep sleep for more than a hundred years.

But these people's souls are still lingering, which can only mean one thing, that is, this person still has a wisp of soul left outside.

But this wisp of soul should not be strong, otherwise with the Supreme's means, it would be enough to kill directly to Changsheng Sect, why is it necessary to go through so much trouble!

Ji Wuchang's mind turned rapidly, and he immediately figured out the whole story. He couldn't help but sneer.

He wished that the other party's soul would take over his body, so that he could just devour that soul.

Last time he devoured a strand, his soul was comparable to that of a person at the eighth or ninth level of the Purple Mansion Realm.

If he could devour another strand, he might be able to directly compete with a person at the sixth or seventh level of the Soul Fragment Realm.

When he thought of this, he couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

"If you want to fight, then fight. Do you think that Changshengmen is afraid of you evil spirits!"

Zhen Nanfeng ignored the other party's words and spoke domineeringly.

"Zhen Nanfeng, do you really think that I can't do anything with your Changshengmen's defensive formation? Open your eyes and see how I break it!"

The old man with a cold face spoke, and a hint of sarcasm appeared at the corner of his mouth!

Zhen Nanfeng, Zhen Yaotian and others frowned, because the defense formation of Changshengmen was enough to resist the attack of the Six God Realm strongmen.

The old man was only the ninth level of the Soul Division Realm. Logically speaking, the other party must not be able to break it.

But the other party's solemn words, for some reason, made them feel a sense of crisis.

"All disciples of Changshengmen, assemble and prepare to kill the enemy!"

Zhen Nanfeng shouted loudly, and still shouted the order to assemble, after all, the enemy came prepared this time!

"Wuchang, Linghong, you follow me to kill the enemy, and the rest of the Xiaozhufeng disciples, rush to Fenglei Valley immediately!"

Meng Caihong spoke, and the voice spread throughout Xiaozhufeng.

"Yes, Master!"

Everyone accepted the order, with a solemn expression.

Fenglei Valley is a treasure land of Changshengmen. Not only can you condense the power of wind and thunder and temper your body, but there is also an independent defensive barrier!

It is naturally the most suitable place for the disciples of Changshengmen in the Qi Refining Realm to hide there!

At Changshengmen, orders were issued one after another, which were similar to those issued by Meng Caihong, and everything was in order!

Ji Wuchang and others gathered behind the old ancestor and the headmaster. In just a moment, hundreds of figures had gathered, and they were full of murderous intent.

At this moment, in the sky, the indifferent old man took out a porcelain bottle, looked down, and the sarcasm at the corner of his mouth became stronger!

"Zhen Nanfeng, look carefully, and see how I can break your Changshengmen's protective formation!"

After the old man finished speaking, he opened the bottle, and a drop of black liquid slipped out of the bottle.

The moment this drop of black liquid appeared, a monstrous resentment and demonic energy appeared, and a terrible pressure was revealed from it.

When the indifferent old man and the woman with a long sword on their back saw this drop of black liquid, they immediately showed fear in their eyes and retreated frantically.

Ji Wuchang looked at the drop of black liquid in the sky, frowned, and then he trembled all over.

He knew what this was. This was a drop of blood squeezed out by the person who possessed the Supreme Resentful Demon Soul.

This blood contained three kinds of power, one was the power of resentment, and the other was the power of demonic energy.

The most important thing was that it contained a trace of the power of the Supreme.

Even though this trace of power was extremely weak, it would be extremely terrifying under the blessing of resentment and demonic energy.

"Ancestor, be careful, this is the Supreme Resentful Demon Blood, don't let this drop of blood fall on the defensive formation!"

Ji Wuchang couldn't help but shout loudly!