Su Xin's plan was huge and bold.
He was almost secretly re-establishing a Blood Demon Sect. If people in Jianghu knew about this, Su Xin would have to give up everything he had now. He could only put on a mask and escape to the Hades. Otherwise, once he appeared as Su Xin, he would definitely become the public enemy of Jianghu.
Of course, in Leng Wumo's view, Su Xin's plan was also very insidious.
It was obviously an ambitious underground organization, but it had to put on a layer of skin to enforce justice on behalf of heaven.
Of course, this was just a little more cumbersome, and it did not affect their cultivation.
The Art of Blood and Consciousness Transference only needed blood for cultivation. The stronger the strength, the better. Naturally, there was no distinction between good and evil.
Su Xin took out a token of the Northwest Jiedu Office and threw it to Leng Wumo. "You take the token and find Huang Bingcheng first. Ask him to find some information about Jianghu in recent years. You should familiarize yourself with the current situation in Jianghu before you take action.
From now on, the Tianzhu League will be handed over to you. I won't care about small things, but you must report to me if there are big things. "
A cold light appeared in Su Xin's eyes. "I've said it before, if someone can undo the seal on your soul, then it's because of their ability. But at the same time, you only have one chance. If you dare to go against me, then I'll kill you. Don't think too highly of yourself. I've already obtained the Soul Blood Transference Technique. I can replace you at any time." Su Xin's eyes were cold.
Leng Wumo hurriedly cupped his hands and said, "I dare not!"
Su Xin's words just now were not to scare him, but to tell the truth.
The core of Su Xin's establishment of the Tianzhu League was actually the Art of Blood and Consciousness Transference. As long as there was this method, one could grow quickly in killing. It did not matter who the leader was, as long as he was obedient and capable.
Choosing Leng Wumo to be the leader of the Tianzhu League, Su Xin only valued his potential.
Although he could reconstruct a human body, he was still a demon spirit body born by nature. His talent was much stronger than ordinary human warriors, and his future achievements would be very high.
And judging from his way of doing things, he had some decisive tricks, such as using the Devil Disintegration Method to self-destruct and then saving the last trace of Primordial Spirit to escape.
Of course, Su Xin couldn't see the big picture at the moment. Although he had lived for more than ten thousand years, these ten thousand years were all blank. So, when it came to the big picture of the Jianghu, he was just a rookie. Because of this, Su Xin told him to find Huang Bingcheng and learn about the current situation in the Jianghu.
And in the early stage, once there was a major event, he had to report to Su Xin immediately. He must get Su Xin's consent before he could do it.
However, these things were based on the premise that Leng Wumo was obedient.
If he really dared to play the trick of obeying Su Xin, then Su Xin did not mind killing him directly and replacing him with someone else.
Qi Long, who was now the chief of detectives in Shengjing City, was a good candidate.
In the past, Qi Long also practiced some of the incomplete techniques of the Blood Demon Sect and later changed to Su Xin's Blood River Divine Art. There was no doubt about his ability and loyalty, the only thing he lacked was strength.
But this was not a problem. The core of the Blood and Soul Transference Method did not have high requirements for talent, and with Su Xin's full support, Qi Long could not be weak.
Leng Wumo left with a nervous expression. For the rest of the time, Su Xin did not go into closed-door training. Instead, he waited for the experts of the Shadow Guard and the Northwest Army to gather before selecting tens of thousands of Xiantian Realm warriors and going straight to Longxi Road.
At the moment, Su Xin's Northwestern Army had 200,000 soldiers under his command, and after the experience on the Liangzhou Road, a group of people had been eliminated, but at the same time, another group had been promoted. Among these 10,000 Xiantian Realm warriors, there were more than 7,000 in the Northwestern Army.
Although the Shadow Guard had more than 3,000 Xiantian Realm warriors, their strength was still higher than the Northwest Army.
Su Xin only wanted the elites, so the Shadow Guard would only have fewer and fewer warriors in the future, but their strength would only grow stronger.
The eliminated Shadow Guard would directly enter the Northwest Army, and when Su Xin condensed the entire Shadow Guard to about a thousand people, the Shadow Guard would become the true elites.
Now that everyone had gathered, Su Xin did not delay any longer. With a direct order, he led his people directly to Longxi Road.
Su Xin's current status was the Northwest Military Governor, and according to the current power Su Xin held, he was basically the king of the Northwest.
Now that he brought tens of thousands of Xiantian Realm warriors out of the Northwest Army, it attracted a lot of attention. Even some sects that had a grudge with Su Xin were secretly worried that Su Xin was coming for them.
Now that Su Xin had made such a big movement, even a fool would know that he was obviously aiming to destroy their sects.
At this time, in the Joyous Cult of Longxi Road, Wu Zhiqi's Maitreya Buddha-like smile disappeared and was replaced by endless gloominess.
She did not know about the movements on Su Xin's side. In a remote corner of Longxi Road, the news from the Central Plains was somewhat slow to spread.
Moreover, even if the news had already been spread, Wu Zhiqi was not in the mood to read it because the Joyous Cult's stronghold, Longxi Road, had already begun to fall into chaos!
In fact, in the past, the Joyous Cult was absolutely respected in Longxi Road. No force dared to disrespect the Joyous Cult.
Of course, part of the reason was that they had also learned the Dual Cultivation Method of the Joyous Cult, but more importantly, the Joyous Cult had three Yang God Realm warriors guarding it. It could also be ranked in the top among the Nine Hells.
Now, after a battle, the Joyous Cult directly lost two Yang God Realm warriors. The other forces of Longxi Road also had other ideas. They actually dared to join forces to secretly make some small moves, which made Wu Zhiqi extremely angry.
In fact, the local martial arts forces of Longxi Road were not too strong. Among them, only a few had Harmonious God Realm warriors. Not to mention the existence of Yang God Realm, none of them.
Therefore, this time, they did not intend to directly confront the Joyous Cult. They just wanted to take the opportunity to force the Joyous Cult to agree to their request, so that they would have a greater say in Longxi Road.
Of course, Wu Zhiqi would not agree to such a thing.
Even if the Joyous Cult had suffered heavy losses, it was not something that they could covet. If he took a step back today, in the future, this group of people would dare to take two steps forward.
Therefore, during this time, Wu Zhiqi was busy with nothing but suppressing Longxi Road.
He would personally deal with the sects and forces with Harmonious God Realm experts, while the Joyous Cult would send their Harmonious God Realm experts to deal with the sects and forces with only Harmonious God Realm experts. In any case, they must completely suppress the other side and teach them a harsh lesson.
Wu Zhiqi sat on a chair and closed his eyes to rest. At the same time, he was also thinking about the future of the Joyous Cult.
The Joyous Cult was actually easy to deal with. Although Ye Jianan cultivated the demonic arts of the Blood Demon Sect and blasphemed the ancestors of the Buddhist Sect, which made the Buddhism very angry, Ye Jianan was already dead. Venerable Hidden Dragon was very decisive in pushing everything to the dead man, Ye Jianan, and directly expressed that he did not know.
In fact, Venerable Hidden Dragon really did not know about this matter. After all, the implications of this matter were too great, and Ye Jianan did not tell anyone.
Anyway, things had already developed to this point. The death of a man was like an extinguished lamp. Buddhism only gave the Joyous Temple a moderate punishment and let it go.
Of course, the Joyous Temple was not qualified to continue staying in the Central Plains. Instead, they were directly driven back to the Western Frontier.
In any case, the Joyous Temple had given in to Buddhism, so this matter was considered over. At the very least, Buddhism would continue to protect them.
However, the Joyous Cult was different. They had been expelled from Buddhism, so who would still protect them? It could be said that they couldn't find anyone to rely on even if they wanted to. Moreover, the Joyous Sect was originally considered to be above average among the Nine Hells Demons. But now, they were only slightly stronger than the Chasing Corpse Sect.
Interestingly, the Joyous Cult was not the most affected by this trip to the ancient battlefield, but the Chasing Corpse Sect.
Previously, the Chasing Corpse Sect was afraid of Meng Jingxian, so they did not take action when everyone was searching the Western Regions with great fanfare.
However, it was unknown who had bewitched the Chasing Corpse Sect. Their Sect Leader, who had been promoted to the Yang Spirit Realm with great difficulty, had dared to snatch things from the Sky Demon Temple. This was purely courting death.
It turned out that he was indeed courting death. When Ye Changge had made his move, he had subconsciously chosen the weakest one, so he could only die under the magic weapon.
In the past, they did not know how many high-end combat power the Chasing Corpse Sect had left. Now, they knew that the Chasing Corpse Sect was an arrow at the end of its flight. Now, they did not even have a warrior in the Yang Spirit Realm. The Nine Hells were discussing whether to completely expel the Chasing Corpse Sect from the ranks of the Nine Hells.
After all, according to the current scale of the Chasing Corpse Sect, it was not so easy for them to cultivate a warrior who could grow to the Yang Spirit Realm. It was even impossible for them to do so in the next ten years.
Of course, it was not his turn to worry about the Chasing Corpse Sect now. Right now, what he should really worry about was the Joyous Cult.
At this time, a tall foreign monk walked through the door. Suddenly, a strong smell of blood rushed over, causing the atmosphere in the whole living room to suddenly become cold.
The foreign monk bowed to Wu Zhiqi and said, "Abbot, now that the small sects have been completely cleaned up, what should we do next?"
A cold murderous intent flashed in Wu Zhiqi's eyes. "What should we do? Of course, kill them! Kill them all at once, kill them until they are completely afraid!
Now is the time when the Joyous Cult is at its weakest. We have no time to deal with them. If we don't scare them all at once, I'm afraid they will still cause trouble in the future! "
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