Chapter 369

Ten thousand days can smell speech, face hang a trace of thick banter.

"Brother, you're breaking down the bridge and eating everything. How did you come from? If there is no organization, how can you become an immortal master from a common people? "

"Now that I've got the virtue of cultivating immortals and patted my ass, I just want to dump the stall and leave?"

"You left the organization for five years. I thought Wan Tianxiang would figure it out, but now in my opinion, you are still the same as before!"

Wan Tiancan sneered: "you'd better go back to the organization with me. Anyway, I'm your big brother. I'll only be good for you. They are all waiting for you to return to the organization!"

"Chief?" Wan Tianxiang waved his hand slightly and said with some doubts, "when did you have a leader? In just five years, did your organization find a suitable replacement for the demon blood ancestor?"

"You don't have to ask any more about this. Go back to organize with me, and you'll be clear!"

Wan Tiancan always has a smile on her face.

"Hum!" Wan Tianxiang suddenly exclaimed, "let me go back to organize with you. It's just a dream. If I can't see Xiaoying, I'll forget everything!"

Wan Tianxiang said, turned and left, and no longer wanted to pay attention to Wan Tiancan.

"Brother!" Wan Tiancan's corner of the mouth raised a sneer, "do you really think that today you can successfully walk away?"

Wan Tiancan's palm swung, and the figures of the twenty immortals fell to the ground in an instant, and surrounded Wan Tianxiang firmly. Each of them exuded strong internal power and genuine Qi, which was the highest achievement of the immortals.

"Oh, just a few of you want to stop me, Wan Tianxiang!"

Wan Tianxiang suddenly sneered, and his body had shot out towards the crowd, and rushed directly to the two people in front of the crowd.

As soon as the two men's blood red robes were swung, the two fierce fists immediately went straight to Wan Tianxiang.

"Go away!"

Wan Tianxiang doesn't have to flash. He directly connects their fists with his body and chest.

"Boom!"

The two practitioners of the fist bombarded Wan Tianxiang's body, but wan Tianxiang was undamaged. On the contrary, when they touched Wan Tianxiang's chest, their wrists broke, their mouths spat blood, and their bodies collapsed.

"What?"

Wan Tiancan's eyes were frozen, with a trace of surprise.

"Your cultivation of immortals has grown to the level of immortal Zun now?" Wan Tiancan said in a deep voice, "you are worthy of being the most qualified one among the cauldrons of the evil blood ancestors. In just five years, you have grown to such a level. It's very good! Good

Wan Tianxiang ignored the reason and beat the five people in front of him to spit blood. He collapsed on the ground and saw Wan Tianxiang fly away.

"Well, as I said just now, you can't leave!"

Wan Tiancan's figure has already blocked Wan Tianxiang's body. Wan Tiancan waves it with one hand, and a blood red fingerprint appears out of thin air, which is dozens of times stronger than the previous 20 people's cultivation of immortals.

As soon as Wan Tianxiang's eyes were fixed, the same fierce fist went up, which was hard with Wan Tiancan's bloody fingerprints.

"Bang!"

There was a heavy dull sound in the air. Wan Tianxiang's steps retreated, even retreated two steps, looking at Wan Tiancan's eyes with a trace of surprise.

Wan Tiancan turned over and landed on the ground steadily. He was also shocked by Wan Tianxiang.

"Good, very good!"

"The master of magic blood has blessed me with the power of magic blood for several times, and my wantiancan has reached the present level. You wantianxiang, just for the sake of free growth, can match my wantiancan. You are really my good brother!"

Wan Tiancan's eyes are shining with a strange red light. Looking at Wan Tianxiang is like looking at a perfect work of art.

"The strength of our two brothers is between Bo Zhong and me. If you want to beat me, it's almost impossible. Do you want to fight with your brother? Then I must accompany my brother to the end! "

Wan Tianxiang's eyes narrowed slightly. Wan Tianxiang knew that his eldest brother had always cherished his life and would not fight with Wan Tianxiang by death.

Wan Tianxiang now just wants to leave here, no longer entangled with Wan Tiancan.

"Of course, I'm sure I won't take you seriously. You are my brother anyway!"

Wan Tianxiang suddenly grinned, but wan Tiancan's smile revealed some strange color.

"But as I said just now, you can't leave today!"

As soon as Wan Tiancan's voice fell, the figures of several immortals suddenly appeared at the gate of the factory and walked slowly towards Wan Tianxiang.

In the middle, a monk was wearing a blood red robe which was totally different from others. He was very slim.

When Wan Tianxiang saw the immortal's face clearly, Wan Tianxiang's expression suddenly solidified on his face.

The man in the special blood red robe took off his hat, revealing his delicate face under the hat.

Wan Tianxiang shivered like an electric shock and looked at the cultivator in front of him in disbelief. The rest of the cultivators were directly ignored by Wan Tianxiang.

Wan Tianxiang's mouth twitched slightly and asked in disbelief: "Xiaoying?"

The man in the special blood red robe is Xiaoying, who wan Tianxiang has been missing for a long time.

A woman named Xiaoying has very cold eyes, but her voice is different from that of ordinary women.

"Wan Tianxiang, it's time for you to come back and organize!"

Wan Tianxiang's face was very ugly. He asked in a startled voice, "Xiao Ying, your voice..."

"Don't call me Xiaoying any more. Xiaoying has already died!"

Xiaoying strides forward, and her voice becomes shrill again.

"Now I am the leader of xuesha organization. My name is..."

"Bloody devil!"

Wan Tianxiang's eyes suddenly shrank when he heard the words. He could not bear the disgusting fear in his heart. He stepped back a few steps and asked in a trembling voice: "what did you say just now?"

Wan Tianxiang stares at her. This girl Wan Tianxiang used to be so familiar with and treat each other tenderly. Now what Wan Tianxiang sees from the girl's eyes is just endless indifference and a strong sense of bloodlust.

"Bastard, what did you do to Xiaoying?"

Wan Tianxiang subconsciously looks at Wan Tiancan. His eyes almost burst out fire, and he wants to burn Wan Tiancan to death.

"Don't get me wrong, brother!"

Wan Tiancan spread his hand slightly: "xuesha was selected by the master of magic blood, and became the cauldron of the master of magic blood. Xiaoying's cultivation of immortals made a rapid progress, far surpassing us."