The strongest devil cultivate

Chapter 3 - Devil, Solitude! Devil, Cold-Blooded

The Blood Demon Sect's Outer Deacon Hall is an important department of the Blood Demon Sect, not only to manage the role of the Blood Demon Sect's outer disciples, will also be issued at any time some outer disciples can complete the task, the outer disciples to obtain the task and complete, you can get some rewards, and the higher the difficulty the higher the reward, is the Blood Demon Sect outer disciples often come to the place. Of course, if you want to become an outer disciple, you have to register at the outer deacon hall and get the approval of the deacon elders before you can become an official outer disciple of the Blood Demon Sect.

The Blood Devil Sect has 30,000 official outer disciples, but there are 200,000 apprentice outer disciples, so becoming an official outer disciple of the Blood Devil Sect is not an easy task.

Ding Bu'er entered the Deacon Hall, and found that there were no less than a few hundred people in the hall, Ding Bu'er was dressed in the clothing of a blood slave, and once he entered, he attracted the attention of the crowd, not that Ding Bu'er did not want to change his clothes, but the predecessor simply did not have other clothes. The Deacon Hall has not had a blood slave for hundreds of years, Ding Bu'er's entry certainly attracted the curiosity of many outer disciples in the hall, just when Ding Bu'er was looking for a place to apply for outer disciple status, a nasty voice appeared in Ding Bu'er's ears.

"Kid, how dare you, a blood slave with a lowly status, come here, don't get out yet!"

An outer disciple with an arrogant expression came in front of Ding Bu'er and pointed at his nose and cursed.

After taking a look at the outer disciple in front of him, Ding Bu'er couldn't figure out why there were always such stupid characters, didn't he know that a blood slave appearing in the Deacon Hall was not an unusual thing, and how would a blood slave dare to come here if he didn't have the courage. Thinking about this, Ding Bu Er knew that the foolishness was really not only in the previous life. Especially the arrogant curses of this outer disciple made Ding Bu Er very uncomfortable, and a gloomy light flashed in his eyes - I remember you.

"What's your name? What do I have to do with you if I'm here, stupid bastard get lost!"

Ding Bu'er, of course, did not give face to the other party, he was soon also an outer disciple, and the deacon hall does not allow any fighting, and then look at the cultivation, is only the Foundation, do not know where the other party's confidence comes from, immediately scolded back.

"My name is Zhao Hao, you ......"

"Zhao Ritian is it, I remember your name."

Not waiting for the other party to finish, Ding Bu Er said coldly.

"You!"

......

Thinking that he still had things to do, Ding Bu Er did not speak, directly bypassed the other party, and then walked straight to a tall counter on the left side of the main hall, just Ding Bu Er found the outer disciple's processing plate.

The first thing you need to do is to look around and see the deacon elders. Just as Ding Bu Er was about to shout, a short, fat old man with a face full of flesh and blood suddenly came out from behind the counter, and the bold demon ruler was jumped by the other side.

"What's your name? Are you here for outer disciple registration? I haven't seen a blood slave build a foundation to become an outer disciple for hundreds of years, interesting!"

Before Ding Bu'er could say anything, the fat old man opened his mouth and asked.

"Greetings Elder, my disciple's name is Ding Bu'er, I'm indeed here to register as an outer disciple."

When Ding Bu'er heard the other party's words, he knew that the fat old man's strength was unfathomable, to know that the Qi cultivation realm only increases the life span by one year, the other party opened his mouth for several hundred years, he didn't know to what terrifying realm he had already cultivated, perhaps he was already a great master who had reached the Void God realm, really worthy of being an elder of the Blood Demon Sect. Thinking of these, Ding Bu Er did not dare to have the slightest disrespect, also afraid of the other party to inquire why he could build the foundation, quickly bowed to the old man vaguely.

"Oh! The name is very domineering, I think you can cultivate the foundation chance is not small, but do not worry about me coveting your chance, my blood devil clan is a devil clan, but you have a great expectation of this kind of disciple has the fortune, as long as do not betray the clan, blood devil clan will always be your backing, to know that there is a successful martial artist does not have their own chance, so you do not have to worry about the clan asked you to hand over, this is also the blood devil clan can in This is also the confidence of the Blood Devil Sect to occupy a place in the Central Plains and become the three sects!"

The old man seemed to see the worry in Ding Bu Er's heart and explained with a smile.

Looking at the old man squeezed out a horrible smile, Ding Bu Er is not afraid at all, but rather feel a little recognition of the Blood Devil Sect, think the other side of the words are also very reasonable, before always think that the devil sect should be a group of killing lunatics, now I know that the devil sect also need to unite and tolerance, of course, the weak are strong, Ding Bu Er will not think that the devil sect is completely good people because the other side said these words, but Ding Bu Er understands that if the other side knows that the devil sect is a group of killing lunatics, now I know that the devil sect also need to unite and tolerance, of course, the weak are strong is also certain, Ding Bu Er will not think that the devil sect is completely good people. But Ding Bu Er understands that if the other party knew that he had the strongest demon cultivation system, he would not be so calm.

"Thank you, elder, I understand, I will do my best to maintain the sect!"

Thinking of this, Ding Bu'er willingly thanked the old man again respectfully, and of course did not forget to patronize him and show his loyalty.

"Well, boy you want to become an outer disciple is not that simple, the Blood Demon Sect does not raise waste, see that door in front of you, there is a blood demon sect disciples captured back by the righteous Qi refining realm disciples, has been lowered to the Foundation stage by me, you go in and kill him, carry his head out, you can become an outer disciple, careful Ding boy, you do not want to die in the Go on."

The fat old man nodded and turned to point to a large door next to the counter and said coldly to Ding Bu'er.

Hearing the old man's test, Ding Bu Er realized that the Demon Sect is worthy of being a Demon Sect, even the test is so bloody killing, but he likes it, doesn't he, if he only just built the foundation it may be difficult to pass the test, but now that he has cultivated the Great Heavenly Demon Hand, a small foundation is not difficult at all, not to mention that he happens to be short of experience value, I wonder how much experience a disciple of the righteous at the Qi Refining stage can bring to him Ah, hehe.

"Disciple will definitely pass the test, please wait for a moment, Elder!"

"Good, confident I like it, I hope you don't let me down!"

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After saying that, Ding Bu Er pushed the door and walked in, looked around and found that the room was a prison made of steel, presumably with strong Xuan Iron, in the middle of the prison, kneeling a middle-aged man in a green shirt with long hair and draped face, his hands and feet were locked by two arm-thick chains. As Ding Bu'er approached, the chains on the middle-aged man opened automatically, a dangerous aura began to permeate the entire prison, just when Ding Bu'er was three meters away from the other party, the middle-aged man suddenly opened his eyes and pounced on Ding Bu'er, looking at the hatred in the other party's eyes, Ding Bu'er eyes crossed a trace of gloomy, cold smile.

Great Heavenly Devil Hand!

......

The prison door slowly opened, Ding Bu Er face calmly carrying the blood dripping head came out, if you look carefully, you can also see the head eyes full of disbelief, resignation, remorse ......

At this moment Ding Bu Er seems to interpret what is the devil: the devil, lonely!

Devil, lonely!

Devil, cold-blooded!

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