I quit the sect and became a demon cultivator. Master and Sister kneel down to beg for forgiveness.

A cave for practicing.

Qin Feng grabbed the old man's crown, and his blood and energy surged all over his body, forming a red mist, which looked extremely weird.

The cultivation of the God King Ancestor continuously gathered towards Qin Feng's body and merged into it.

This is the blood sacrifice technique passed down from the Qin family. It looks somewhat similar to the Sky-Devouring Demonic Art, but they are not the same.

The Heaven-Devouring Demonic Art devours one's physical constitution and bones, and uses them to strengthen one's physical constitution, cultivation, and even for one's own benefit.

The blood sacrifice method uses the blood of cultivators as a sacrifice to obtain the most yin, cold, and evil energy in the world, and uses it for cultivation.

Although it can absorb some of the other party's cultivation, it is extremely limited.

The most fundamental difference between the two is that the Sky Devouring Demon Art is the orthodox magic art, while the Blood Sacrifice Evil Art is the evil path among the magic arts.

"you you……"

The God King Ancestor's entire body of blood and energy was sacrificed. He looked at Qin Feng in disbelief with a hoarse voice, "You wolf cub!"

A few days ago, following Hua Diewu's arrangement, Qin Feng came to this cave and followed the God King Ancestor to practice the supreme skills of the God King Sect.

At the critical moment of his cultivation, he deliberately diverted his true energy, and the God King Ancestor hurriedly used his energy to help him heal.

Unexpectedly, Luo Xi in the Tongyou Ring suddenly took action and controlled the God King Ancestor. Qin Feng then sacrificed his blood to the magic.

He wants to sacrifice the God King Ancestor to himself!

Hua Diewu and the others heard the screams and hurried over, while Qin Feng walked out of the cave dejectedly with a sad face.

"Feng'er?"

She saw Qin Feng's aura swell up, "You, you really became a saint?"

"Yes, master..."

Qin Feng said in a low voice, and didn't look happy!

"That's great, Junior Brother!"

Su Muxue was so happy that she almost jumped up, "Master, my Divine King Sect has another saint!"

Hua Diewu saw that his expression was not right, "Feng'er, what happened?"

"Ancestor..."

Qin Feng couldn't help crying, "He passed away!"

"what?"

Hua Diewu's body trembled violently and her mind went blank. The God King Ancestor was the mainstay of the God King Sect.

With her here, the Divine King Sect will not be stripped of its title of holy place.

Moreover, because of her presence, many sects did not dare to easily invade the Divine King Sect. Once she died, who would still take the Divine King Sect seriously?

Can a holy land without a great sage in charge be called a holy land?

She ran into the cave and saw the God King Ancestor sitting cross-legged on the ground with his head drooping, and he was already dead.

"Feng'er, what on earth happened!"

Hua Diewu's voice was hoarse.

"The ancestor was worried about the future of the Divine King Sect and wanted to force his way through to the Great Emperor Realm, but he went astray and became possessed, and that's why..."

Qin Feng regretted, "It's all because my disciple's cultivation is too low. When the ancestor went astray, his power was too strong and I couldn't stop him!"

Hua Diewu looked at Qin Feng in confusion.

The God King Patriarch cherishes his life very much. He is a high-level cultivator of the Great Sage level, and he must know that breaking through the Great Emperor realm requires enlightenment, and cannot be achieved by force.

But she didn't doubt Qin Feng either.

After all, it is impossible for a cultivator in the divine realm to harm a great sage, and there is no reason to do so!

Moreover, judging from the state of the God King Ancestor when he died, it really seemed like he had gone astray, which led to the dissipation of his power.

"Master, our ancestor has passed away. Who can the Divine King Sect rely on?"

Su Muxue was even more worried about the future of the sect.

Hua Diewu's face was filled with dejection. Why did she, the leader of the local sect, have such a miserable fate?

"Master, the only solution now is to kill Li Changqing as soon as possible and make the Second Prince of the Great Zhou become the sect's support!"

Qin Feng suggested, "Before the sect rises again, we have to find a backer temporarily. I don't think Qingyun Sect is reliable!"

Hua Diewu sighed, "For a sect to rise, it needs an unrivaled master. Now that our ancestor has passed away, I don't know when the sect will produce another great sage!"

"Master, my Qin family has a blood sacrifice formation that can speed up the advancement of realm!"

Qin Feng said slowly.

"really?"

Hua Diewu raised her head, as if grasping a life-saving straw, and listened to the Blood Sacrifice Dharma, not knowing what kind of righteous kung fu it was.

The Divine King Sect is on the edge of a cliff and can't take care of so many things.

"Of course it's true, but I need the cooperation of Master and all the senior sisters!"

Qin Feng said truthfully.

While Hua Diewu was thinking about it, an extremely sinister light flashed in his eyes!

……

Li Changqing broke out of Yingjian and left.

Ye Ling'er received the news and couldn't hide her joy, but her tone was very calm, "Not bad!"

"Just okay?"

Meng Ling muttered softly. She was dumbfounded when she saw Li Changqing's style when he broke out of Yingjian.

It is no exaggeration to say that he is a young hero.

In the eyes of the saint, it was just okay, and the requirements were too high.

"Where are they now?"

Ye Ling'er asked while holding a wine glass. At this time, they were in a place called Laoshan, where there was an inn where monks gathered.

The Dark Alliance is a gathering place for all kinds of sects, and it is not an orthodox sect of practice, so it is impossible for them to practice so strictly and abide by the rules.

In his spare time, he indulges in sensual pleasures, eating, drinking, whoring and gambling.

This has also spawned a lot of businesses, and inns and taverns are undoubtedly the best places to enjoy life.

There are also some markets selling rare treasures.

"He went towards Huihun Ridge, probably trying to bypass Meng Youxian's Linxian Pavilion!"

Meng Ling replied truthfully, "Nightmare is following us all the time. Don't worry, Saint, we won't get lost!"

Ye Ling'er's eyes rolled, and a plan came to her mind. She called Nightmare over and whispered a few words to him. After that, she covered her mouth and laughed.

"Ah? Saint, is this okay?"

Nightmare was a little surprised. In the palace, the saint looked high and mighty, but as soon as she came out, she let herself go.

"Do as I say!"

"Yes, Saint!"

Meng Ling took the order and left the inn.

Then, a dancer came to the table and poured wine for Ye Ling'er.

The gazes of all the monks in the inn were instantly focused, and their eyeballs almost popped out.

Only then did he realize that there was such a beautiful woman in the inn, and all of a sudden he was no longer interested in the dancers.

"Hey, beauty, would you like to have a drink with me?"

A reckless monk staggered over and reached out to touch Ye Ling'er's face.

His eyes were fixed on her chest, which was as steep as a mountain. He was already drunk, and now he was even more confused.

"You bastard, you're blind, how dare you flirt with my lady!"

Meng Chi was furious. He grabbed the drunk's hand and twisted it off with a surge of energy.

The drunk was a disciple of Laoshan Luohumen. He came with a group of fellow disciples to drink and have fun. When he saw his fellow disciple being injured, he slammed the table and stood up, rushing towards Ye Ling'er.

Seeing this, the dancer quickly hid aside and quietly slipped upstairs.

The dancer was Liang Jing.

Luohumen is a sect that Jing Hexi plans to attack. Once Luohumen is taken down, he will be able to attack the Holy Fire Sect together.

There is a man named Zhao Zhiping, an elder of Luohumen, who knows the secret of Luohumen's protective formation.

At this moment, he was in a room upstairs, doing what a man should do with a dancer.

The dancer came from Xiankeju.

The lobby of the inn was in chaos, and Meng Chi killed several disciples of Luohumen in succession.

Ye Meng'er sat quietly drinking. After drinking a glass of wine, she floated up and went upstairs.

Liang Jing quietly entered the room and listened to the sounds inside. He felt quite excited and quickly suppressed his thoughts.

What came to her mind was the passionate scene between her and Cui Hao. Her face flushed with shame and she gritted her teeth.

"I'm such a jerk, why am I thinking about these dirty things!"

"It's such a shame to give my innocent body to him!"

After a moment, the voice suddenly stopped, "Hahaha, you're thinking too much if you want to get secrets out of me!"

Liang Jing thought to himself, "Oh no, don't let it show up!"

He immediately smashed the door with a palm and rushed directly towards Zhao Zhiping. The girl who was trying to get information was naked and her throat had been crushed.

"Are you her accomplice?"

Zhao Zhiping had already put on his pants, and with his upper body naked, he laughed out loud, "But this girl tastes good. I think you are better than her. Why not deal with you first, and then kill you!"

After saying that, a surge of energy rose up and hit him.

Liang Jing only realized after the fight that Zhao Zhiping was meticulous and extremely cautious, and he didn't even drink the wine that had been laced with the Detoxifying Powder.

After a few rounds, she was at a disadvantage. She was only a cultivator at the peak of the Shenzang realm, not even at the Shenyou realm.

Facing the elders of Luohumen, they are no match for him.

Zhao Zhiping was in high spirits and wanted to play around, so during the fight, he touched Liang Jing all over her body.

Liang Jing's face flushed red, and her eyes flashed with cruelty. When she wasn't paying attention, her chest was grabbed again.

"Hahaha, so soft!"

Zhao Zhiping laughed lewdly, and Liang Jing flew into a rage, shouting, "I'll kill you!"

Just as she rushed over, Zhao Zhiping's shadow flashed, and he grabbed her two hands, pressed them directly on the bed, and began to tear off her clothes.

"Hey, are all men so rude?"

Zhao Zhiping was just about to perform a set of stick techniques when he heard a voice coming from the roof beam.