I Have Refined Qi For 3000 Years - 389. 58. Relying on this blood god sword, face the sword meeting with a smile, building the foundation of heaven is stool

“Master, there is news.”

And just after Bai Qiuran and Bai Li received the news, in the headquarters of the Bliss of Blood Sect, thousands of miles away, the leader of this cult also received the news from the court.

He opened the envelope, read the message from the inside carefully, and then smiled.

“Brothers and sisters.”

He looked at the cult leaders around him.

“The Emperor Daxia is going to take over the sword meeting, and it will be held next year in advance.”

“Does the court finally want to reach out to the rivers and lakes?”

Someone from the senior cult said:

“That gang of martial arts will definitely not be easy to catch. When they have a conflict, we will send someone to divorce. The Great Xia Kingdom will definitely be in chaos, and our true god will definitely be very happy.”

“This is one point. What I want to say is that we will do something for this discussion meeting.”

The leader of the cultist continued:

“Maybe you don’t know. When I prayed a few days ago, my god once told me that this world has come to a god from outside the sky. God gave an decree that all believers who believe in the direct line of this god will be killed without mercy.”

“Zhenji Tianzun?”

The senior cultists asked:

“What kind of pseudo-god is this? My intelligence spies have received news that Daxia’s royal family and court seem to be vigorously promoting his belief among the people.”

“Yes, but this time the promotion of faith, the biggest benefit is not the foundation of Tianzun, but the other gods under him.”

The leader of the cult nodded and said:

“I have studied the doctrine of Tianzun Zhuji. What he protects is mainly the breakthrough of cultivation and the transformation of life level. For the ordinary people, the benefits of believing in him are far less than those of believing in the other gods under him. Therefore, in this sword meeting, the believers of Zhuji Tianzun will definitely go to preach for their gods, and we will go too, and we must destroy their actions and let the false gods crumble.”

“I think this is too presumptuous.”

Someone among the senior cultists said so.

“For us, the most profitable way is to wait for the snipe and clam to fight, and we can profit from the muddy water.”

“What you said makes sense.”

The cult leader nodded to him.

“But the God of Blood Hatred has said that this time the matter is completed, all participants can get [Promotion], and they can also go to its kingdom of God after death… Are you going?”

The senior cultists looked at each other, and then said loudly:

“Go, why not?”

What did they join this sect and struggle for a lifetime? Doesn’t it mean to be pityed by the true God, to be promoted, to get rid of suffering after death, to go to the kingdom of God, and to enjoy eternal life with God?

Even if the chance of death in this plan is 100%, as long as there is a chance to be promoted, these cultists will do it without hesitation. They have no fear of death at all.

“Well, everyone seems to be very enlightened.”

Seeing the courage of the people, the cult leader added with satisfaction:

“And everyone, don’t worry too much. In order for us to complete this task, my god has issued an edict. You go to prepare a blood sacrifice on the largest scale and open the door of the gods. My god will be one of its artifacts. Given to us, with it in hand, believers who build the foundation of heaven are all clouds.”

With the edict from the true god from the leader of the cult, the sect of Bliss of Blood immediately took action.

Since the founding of the Bloody Pleasure Sect, the largest blood sacrifice held during the turbulent times of the Great Xia Kingdom was hosted by the leader of the Bloody Pleasure Sect in order to fight against the army of the founding emperor of the Great Xia Kingdom.

The blood sacrifice used tens of thousands of civilians, which directly led to the fact that the residents of more than a dozen villages and towns were almost taken captive on the territory of the blood joy sect at that time. Through this blood sacrifice, the leader of the blood joy sect From within the consciousness domain of the God of Blood Hatred, a battle team consisting entirely of the Great Demon of Blood Hatred was invited down.

Every blood-hated great demon is an existence that exceeds the limit of ordinary combat power. If it is in the realm of consciousness, even those terrestrial immortals, at best it will be at best as much as the blood-hated great demon.

And even if they are suppressed in the mortal world, these blood-hate monsters have the strength of the nine-level Qi refining stage. When placed on the battlefield at that time, it was almost a war machine that could sweep the battlefield.

But in the end, because of the rebellion in the internal territory of the Bloody Pleasure Sect, and the rebellion of the blood-hate monsters and the random rushing into the battle, this war machine was still lost to the founding emperor of Daxia. The Yu sect was also destroyed, and the remnants fell to this western soil.

However, it is easier for the Bloody Pleasure Sect to catch tens of thousands of people on this western soil than it was when they were in great power at that time.

In fact, before they came here, this land had been in chaos for countless years.

After the unified empire known as the Great Qin Kingdom fell in the early years, this piece of land comparable in size to the Central Plains has never been unified again.

Countless princes separated, the king split into kingdoms to attack each other, but at the same time, the princes under the king were also having disputes over territorial issues. The nobles also drew up private soldiers and fought with each other.

Sometimes they do it for the territory, sometimes for the money, sometimes for the so-called honor, sometimes for the women, and even sometimes, because someone pulls out a hair of their own, they will start a war.

For the blood joy sect, this place is simply a natural paradise.

Anyway, people are dying every day. It is very easy for the cultists to capture some people in this place. The big deal is to just push the pot on other people’s heads, and it can also cause a battle and bring blood to hate the demon. strength.

It is definitely unrealistic to gather tens of thousands of people in a short period of time. There are years of melee here, unlike the large population of Daxia, but if the water is long, there are still ways to do it.

The Sword Club will have to wait another year, and within a year, the Bloody Pleasure Sect will go all out to carry out this work, and there will still be a chance.

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After nearly a year of hard work, finally, the followers of the Bloody Pleasure Sect successfully collected a sufficient number of sacrifices.

Some of them are defeated slaves, some are captured on the battlefield, some are innocent civilians, and among them there are even former nobles who have lost power, but no matter how noble their status and status are, they are in the joy of blood. In the eyes of the followers of the sect, they are just sacrifices.

A cruel ritual soon began and was carried out by the most cruel and best killer executives in the sect. After a brutal and innocent sacrifice, the sky was completely obscured by clouds.

Then, a crescent-like crack appeared in the middle of the cloud, and endless blood was released from it, shining on the bloody altar. It was the killing light in the domain of blood hatred and demon, which can disturb the influence of normal people. Mind.

But for the cultists, this is the most sacred light in the world, and they all knelt down and worshipped to the sky.

Then as the minds of the believers increased, the light shone brightly, and amidst the bloody light, an object seemed to fall down and onto the altar.

Then the blood light converged, the clouds dissipated, and the sky returned to its normal appearance again.

The cultists got up and found that on the altar, a large two-handed sword with serrated blades was inserted diagonally.

The blood-colored thunder leaped continuously on the sword, looking extremely powerful.

“It’s my god’s sword!”

The cult leader stepped onto the altar, stretched out his hand and drew out this big sword, feeling the endless power flowing inside the sword, he suddenly felt the blood of the Daxia people throbbing in his body.

He prospered in poetry and couldn’t help chanting poems in opposition:

“Relying on this blood god sword, face the sword meeting with a smile, the foundation of heaven is a stool.”