Ding Lianshun and the Yin Fairy were a little embarrassed, and the Yin Fairy hurriedly waved his hand and said, "You can't say that." Sect Master, these head-lowering masters are all hands and feet, and they are not from our Twelve Qingtang, how can we control them? If they really want to enter the Huaxia Kingdom, we can't control it!"

"Hmph!" The blood-clothed monk snorted coldly, and did not dwell on this matter anymore, but only said coldly: "Red Snake, Ding Lianshun, you two have heard clearly." What you do, I won't mix. Don't mess with what I'm doing, you two. Otherwise, I'm afraid we won't even think about it. ”

"We're not going to get involved with the master's business. The Yin Fairy hurriedly said.

"Then don't ask what I'm doing!" the blood-clothed monk replied directly.

The Yin Fairy said directly, she asked that sentence just now, she really wanted to test the blood-clothed monk to see what he was doing with the person who killed the door. Now that the blood-clothed monk said such things, he was clearly warning them not to interfere with my affairs, otherwise, they would not blame me for being your enemy.

The blood-clothed monk is very strong, comparable to the Five Uniques, and is a figure that the Twelve Qingtang attaches great importance to. Heavenly Master Lin Xuanyue had already said before, even if he couldn't win over the blood-clothed monk, he must not be his enemy, this would not be of any benefit to the Twelve Qingtang.

Therefore, hearing the words of the blood-clothed monk, Ding Lianshun and the Yin Fairy couldn't say anything more. If I continue to talk about it, I'm afraid I will really have a grudge with the blood-clothed monk, which does not meet the requirements of Heavenly Master Lin Xuanyue.

Ye Qing didn't pay attention to so many things, his main attention was actually on what the blood-clothed monk said just now. According to the blood-clothed monk, these head-lowering masters were actually put into Huaxia Kingdom by the people of the Twelve Qingtang, which made Ye Qing have some opinions about the Twelve Qingtang.

Now the speed of the white-haired Ding San's blood exchange is also much faster than before, there are four or five hundred people here, and the blood has almost turned this factory into a pool of blood. The white-haired Ding San soaked in this pool of blood, and it took him almost an hour for him to stand up from this pool of blood.

The white-haired Ding San, who stood up from the pool of blood again, looked much more energetic than before, and all the wounds all over his body were recovered, not even a single scar was left. It's just that, a little strangely, the wrinkles on his face are a little deeper, and he looks like he has aged a lot. However, it is certain that his strength is definitely much stronger now than before, which can be seen from the momentum alone.

Ding Lianshun and Yin Fairy were both looking at the white-haired Ding San, and when they saw him like this, a trace of surprise flashed on their faces. Glancing at each other, a thoughtful look flashed in the eyes of the two, and they didn't know what they were thinking.

Seeing that the white-haired Ding San had finished changing his blood, the blood-clothed monk also jumped down from the stage and casually threw the head descender in front of the white-haired Ding San.

The head-lowering master was in the hands of the blood-clothed monk just now, and was carried by the blood-clothed monk like a chicken, and he had already used several head-lowering techniques to deal with the blood-clothed monk. However, his usual proficient head-lowering techniques had no effect at all this time. Cast on the body of the blood-clothed monk, the blood-clothed monk didn't feel anything at all, which made him completely desperate.

Now that he was thrown by the blood-clothed monk at the feet of the white-haired Ding San, he suddenly had some spirits, and threw out several kinds of poisons, wanting to poison the white-haired Ding San to death. He knew that he was going to die this time, and before he died, he had to do his best to pull a cushion.

However, after he threw these poisons over, Ding San didn't even react at all, as if he couldn't feel it at all. This made him almost collapse, looking at Ding San dumbfounded, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Seeing him like this, Ding Lianshun couldn't help but smile coldly and said, "You want to use that head-lowering technique to deal with him? Hmph, it's really beyond your strength." Do you know what he is?"

"What is he?" asked the head descender unwillingly, and he didn't want to die without looking at him.

"He himself is a Gu worm, a humanoid Gu!" Ding Lianshun looked at the white-haired Ding San, and said in a deep voice: "Now he is invincible to all poisons, and he is not dead if he is seriously injured." What is your poison? No matter how poisonous your poison is, can it be more poisonous than a Gu worm?"

The head descending master was full of surprise, looked at the white-haired Ding San with an incredulous expression, and said in a trembling voice: "......Humanoid Gu? How is this possible? How can someone practice humanoid Gu?"

"What's impossible?" the blood-clothed monk said coldly, "That old guy from the Ghoul Dragon, if he hadn't trained himself into a humanoid Gu, would he have survived until now?"

As soon as these words came out, the audience was shocked, and even Ding Lianshun and the Yin Fairy looked at the blood-clothed monk with shocked faces. They only knew that the ghoul dragon lived a long time, but they didn't know how the ghoul dragon lived for so long. The words of the blood-clothed monk simply stunned everyone, could it be that the ghoul dragon was really as the blood-clothed monk said, he trained himself into a humanoid Gu, so he lived for so long?

Ye Qing didn't know who the ghoul dragon was, let alone that this ghoul dragon was the old monster that Wang Laoba said. Therefore, he was not so surprised, but the astonishment of a few people next to him made him also full of doubts, I don't know how these top masters could have such expressions?

The head descending master was even more shocked, as if he had heard something most incredible, and shook his head again and again: "Impossible! Impossible! The reason why the Great Venerable can live so long is because of his own super strength, which has made the longevity prolonged." You Huaxia warriors are simply talking nonsense, the Great Venerable Heavenly Genius, it is his own ability to live for so long, you are pure nonsense!"

"Is it nonsense, you head lowering masters should know better than us!" The blood-clothed monk said coldly: "If he didn't train himself into a humanoid Gu, how could he need a living corpse to unseal it? Besides, if he hadn't raised himself into a humanoid Gu, he could be dormant like a Gu worm and not die, how could he fake his death for thirty years and still be alive? Hmph, you waste, you don't know how the ghoul dragon has lived for so long, but you still worship him like a god. But you don't know that the god you worship is nothing but a monster!"

The words of the blood-clothed monk made Ding Lianshun and the Yin Fairy full of surprise when they heard it. As for Ye Qing here, his face was full of doubts, and he couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Who is the ghoul dragon?"

Yin Fairy and Ding Lianshun waved their hands at him, signaling him not to speak. Ye Qing was helpless, so he could only guess the identity of this ghoul dragon in his heart.

The head descending master didn't know whether he was stimulated by the words of the blood-clothed monk or what, he was silent in place for a while, and then suddenly jumped up, pointed at the blood-clothed monk and shouted: "You are talking nonsense! You are talking nonsense! You don't want us to doubt the Great Venerable, you don't want to stir up trouble." The Great Venerable is the god of this world, and the Great Venerable is the living God, and this is something that no one can change. You Huaxia warriors, with bad intentions, vainly trying to make us doubt the miracles of the Great Venerable, is simply wishful thinking!"

"Believe it or not!" the blood-clothed monk said coldly, "Anyway, this is an internal matter for you head descenders, and it has nothing to do with us. However, if you fall into my hands today, you are unlucky!"

After the blood-clothed monk finished speaking, he waved his hand at the white-haired Ding San, and as if he had received an order, Ding San directly stretched out his hand, grabbed the head lowerer, and pulled him in front of him.

Just as the head descender was caught, he suddenly turned his head and spurted out a mouthful of black blood at Ding San's face.

None of the people around expected that this head descending master would still have this hand, Yin Fairy and Ding Lianshun were taken aback, and Ye Qing's face changed. This head lowering master shot very terrifyingly, and spitting out such a mouthful of black blood at this time makes people have to wonder if there is something wrong with this black blood.

This trick succeeded, and the head descender couldn't care about anything at the moment, and raised his head and shouted: "With my blood, sacrifice to my god." I will pay the price of my life for him to be with me!"

"This is a killing curse!" Ding Lianshun exclaimed.

"What is a Killing Curse?" Ye Qingqi said.

"It's a forbidden technique in Nanyang to kill people at the cost of their own lives. This move is very terrifying, as long as it is sprayed by the blood of the head descending master, as long as the head descending master casts this killing curse, he will die quickly. However, those who have been cursed will definitely die before the head lowering master!" Ding Lianshun said in a deep voice.

Ye Qing couldn't help frowning, these head-lowering techniques in Nanyang were even more complex and changeable than Miao Jiang's Gu techniques, and they were extremely weird. No wonder Ding Lianshun and the Yin Fairy had repeatedly advised him not to provoke the head descending master before, but now he finally understood that none of these head descending masters were easy to deal with.

Yin Fairy and Ding Lianshun both looked at the white-haired Ding San intently, although both of them believed that the white-haired Ding San was a humanoid Gu, they still couldn't be sure if this killing spell would have an effect on the white-haired Ding San.

Only the corner of the blood-clothed monk's mouth wiped a sneer, and he absolutely believed in the white-haired Ding San.

The head descending master also stared at the white-haired Ding San, and before he died, he also had to pull a cushion on his back, and he would kill the white-haired Ding San no matter what. This killing curse was cast by him with his life's work, who in this world can escape this killing curse?

Under everyone's gaze, the white-haired Ding San froze for about half a minute, and then reached out and slowly wiped off all the black blood on his face. The black blood was gone, and there was no trace of him on his body, and his whole person did not seem to have changed in the slightest, as if he had not been affected by this killing curse at all.

The head-lowering master's eyes were about to pop out, and seeing Ding San reach out and grab him, he didn't resist or struggle at all, as if he had completely accepted his fate. It wasn't until Ding San stabbed him in the heart with a murder knife that he slowly said a sentence: "How can this be!"

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