What is the simplest and most direct way?

Two words, killing!

Under Li Yuan's guidance, Feng Jueyu found the location of the Wuxue Cave in less than a stick of incense. In the valleys with mountains and mountains, grottoes exposed in the mountains appeared in the field of vision, looking down from high in the sky.

It looks like the ferocious pupils of wild beasts. The valley is full of blood. Countless warriors are wandering around in the valley. There is a heavy guard outside a grotto not far away. It looks like there are at least thirty or forty people inside and outside the grotto.

It's an endless stream of people.

Feng Jueyu's purpose of coming here was Huang Tianjue, but at least he had no idea where to start. Feeling the rich blood energy emanating from the grotto, Feng Jueyu flew down arrogantly.

It was noon at this time, and there were many blood cultivator disciples in the valley, and even more were wandering outside the grotto. Feng Jueyu's fall immediately attracted the attention of at least a hundred people.

Some good people frowned and looked at Feng Jueyu, but did not find the blood energy of a blood cultivator in him, so they naturally gathered around him. Seeing that Feng Jueyu turned a blind eye to everyone, they were all filled with indignation. A man in red in front of the cave entrance

The guards found out and rushed over with their men, surrounding Feng Jueyu.

Feng Jueyu said to leave a quarter of an hour for the blood pool, but did not wait. At this time, the news was being sent back and had not yet spread to the blood pool. It was not surprising that these people did not know his purpose. The guard seemed to be a leader.

A person like this had a cultivation level of about the Ningzhen Realm. He stopped Feng Jueyu and asked, "Stop, who is here? Why is he so good at breaking into the blood pool?"

"You said there is a blood pool inside?" Feng Jueyu originally planned to come down and take a look, but unexpectedly, he found the blood pool. He looked into the cave through the man and saw a man who was whipped terribly at the entrance of the cave.

He was driven out. There were wounds all over this person's body. Although the bleeding had stopped, his face was pale and bloodless. It was lucky that such a person did not die. But at this time, he was pushed out by others.

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Feng Jueyu's eyes were sharp and he didn't say much. With a slight wave of his right hand, a surging true energy turned into thousands of sword rays and surged out. The terrifying true energy spread out like a lotus in full bloom, and those thousands of sword radiances surged out.

As if they had eyes, they rushed towards the hundreds of blood cultivators who were surrounding them. A bright purple sword light suddenly appeared at the entrance of the grotto, and a moment later, there were more than a hundred corpses on the ground.

The pale man had never seen such power before. He looked at Feng Jueyu with shock. This was an instinctive reaction and was too normal. But after waiting for a while, the man suddenly jumped to the ground like a maniac.

Feng Jueyu looked at the man who had just spoken with his hands tied by iron ropes and turned them over lifelessly. Feng Jueyu looked strange, but did not stop him. He let him go crazy and observed carefully. After a while, the man pulled out a bloody

He excitedly pulled out the stopper of the red medicine bottle and poured it into his mouth.

Feng Jueyu looked at it carefully and felt that the bottle was filled with an unknown powder, which was sprinkled all over the man's mouth. Then the man sat on the ground and started running the secret formula. It took him a long time to recover some of his true energy.

After standing up, the man prostrated to Feng Jueyu and repeatedly shouted: "Lu Agui, thank you for saving me."

"Benefactor?" Feng Jueyu looked at the man named Lu Agui in confusion and asked, "What did you take just now?"

"Songxuesan!" Lu Agui replied.

“What is Songxue Powder?”

"My benefactor, I don't know. This blood tribe is so abominable. I was originally a warrior in the grand plan. Unfortunately, I was captured by the masters of the blood tribe three years ago. I have to donate one liter of blood essence every day to help the blood cultivators practice.

Use, they gave me the Blood Coagulation Pill before, sealing up my skills, making me unable to resist. Only by giving me Songxue Powder regularly can I recover some real energy..."

Lu Agui might have been so happy that he couldn't contain his excitement at the moment, but Feng Jueyu understood clearly and interrupted him: "Are you a blood servant?"

"Yes, Blood Servant." Lu Agui nodded.

Feng Jueyu said "yes" and asked: "Lu Agui, come here, I have something to ask you."

Lu Agui looked around carefully and said, "My benefactor, should we change our conversation to another place? My benefactor has killed so many vampires, and I'm afraid they will soon hunt him down."

How could Feng Jueyu have so much time? He casually spilled a few pills that strengthened the body and cultivated the body, and said to Lu Agui: "No need to bother, I just want to ask you a few things."

"My benefactor, please speak!"

Feng Jueyu already knew this in his mind, and asked the question concisely and concisely: "Behind you is the blood pool, are there any blood servants in it?"

"There are, many, two hundred people, all in the slave cave not far from here."

"Have you ever heard of a man named Huang Tianjue?"

"This... there is no such thing. There are thirty-six blood pools in this mountain. I'm afraid the person my benefactor is looking for is somewhere else."

"How can we find it as soon as possible?"

Lu Agui said: "There are ten caves and one pool in Xuecang Mountain, and one hundred caves and one town. Thirty-six pools represent 360 caves. There is a master of the ten caves for every ten caves. The list of blood servants within the ten caves is

In the hands of the cave master, Wei Xingze, the cave master here, is an example, but blood servants are also divided into levels, but I don’t know what the cultivation level of the person my benefactor is looking for is?"

"Shengdan!"

"Shengdan realm?" Lu Agui shuddered, wondering: "That would be troublesome. As far as I know, the higher the martial artist's cultivation level, the more abundant their essence and blood will be. Usually the blood pools are filled with martial arts realms.

Blood servant, if you are in the Xuan Dao realm, you may have to go deep into Blood Town. By the way, your benefactor can go to the Yan Cave on the top of Xuecang Mountain to find Fan Yiliu. This person is in the Consciousness Realm and is in charge of the list of thousands of blood servants in the Blood Clan.

If you find him, you can find the person your benefactor is looking for."

"Fan Yiliu?" Feng Jueyu released wisps of murderous intent in his eyes. He looked at Lu Agui and asked, "Where is the most loose blood?"

Lu Agui pointed to a grotto not far away and said, "That's Wei Xingze's lair. He has a lot of loose blood powder."

Feng Jueyu looked up, nodded and said, "Okay, Lu Agui, you can run for your life."

Feng Jueyu was about to leave as he was about to leave, but Lu Agui suddenly stopped him and begged him, "My lord, please be patient."

"What's up?"

Lu Agui lowered his head in embarrassment, pointed to the blood hole behind him and said: "My benefactor, there are many fellow Taoists in the cave who are suffering from the pain of cutting their skin and giving up their blood. I don't know if my benefactor can be kind. By the way,

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Before Lu Agui finished speaking, he felt that his eyes were blurred, and Feng Jueyu disappeared. Then the grotto behind him began to shake, and large and small gravels rolled down from the mountain layer by layer like stone rain.

, bursts of roaring echoed inside and outside the grotto...

After this incident happened for a moment, a figure suddenly emerged from the cave. He was dressed in white, spotless, elegant, and unruly.

"Benefactor?" Lu Agui was stunned for a moment.

Feng Jueyu played with a few bloody beads and said, "They can leave, huh? Do you know what this is?"

Lu Agui glanced at the blood-colored bead in Feng Jueyu's hand, swallowed his saliva immediately, and replied: "This is the blood-ying bead. It is a treasure of blood cultivation. It was passed down by the Blood Emperor and is kept near the blood pool all year round.

It is formed by absorbing the true energy released by the blood cultivators and condensing the blood energy of the blood pool. Generally speaking, it takes ten days to produce one, and it takes three years for the best ones to produce one. Each one counts for blood cultivators.

Work is the supreme treasure."

"For training?"

Lu Agui nodded: "Only useful for blood cultivators. By the way, there is also the largest one on the top of the Xue Cang Mountain. It is Mei Shangyou's cultivation treasure, a blood crystal supreme bead that has been condensed for thousands of years."

"I know, thank you very much, Lu Agui." Feng Jueyu nodded and smiled at him, and walked away.

Although he kept answering fluently, Lu Agui's mind still hadn't figured out what happened, including Feng Jueyu's appearance, to him killing hundreds of people with a raise of his hand, and then entering the cave and coming out again. What was going on?

Like Li Yuan, Lu Agui had one doubt after another in his mind. He gritted his teeth and returned to the cave. When he looked inside, he saw lifeless bodies floating everywhere in a pool of blood surrounded by talc and up to tens of meters in diameter.

The dead corpses were blood cultivators who were practicing in the blood pool. They were all floating on the surface of the blood pool like dead fish. Behind the cave, there were weak blood servants stretching their heads in the direction of the blood pool.

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Lu Agui had been in the blood pool for three full years. He was considered an old man. Naturally, he knew many people. He grabbed one at random. Lu Agui asked: "Monkey, what happened?"

The monkey looked at Lu Agui fearfully, and finally saw the expression of his relative, and said tremblingly: "Brother Agui, a white figure came in just now, and circled around the blood pool, and then everyone died.

It’s so scary…”

"..." Lu Agui trembled, and then he understood what Feng Jueyu had done when he came in.

Just like that, everyone was dead. Lu Agui clenched his fists tightly, as if he saw a glimmer of light. He didn't know how strong that person was, but he could feel a sense of danger from the degree of the opponent's attacks.

The birth of power.

Where there is oppression, there is resistance. Lu Agui was originally a warrior full of blood. At this moment, under the influence of Feng Jueyu, an impulsive idea suddenly emerged in his heart. He looked at the bullied blood servants and suddenly said loudly

: "What are you doing standing still? Quickly find Songxue Powder and let's all escape together."

One stone stirred up a thousand waves. Inspired by Lu Agui, the blood servants suddenly became excited and inexplicably excited. They dragged their weak bodies one by one, fished out corpses, rummaged through their bags, and finally found them.

A lot of loose blood powder.

After the iron ropes that restricted his mobility were removed, Lu Agui shouted in a low-pitched tone: "Everyone, follow me and rush out. We must take back the blood clan's oppression of us."

"Bring it back, bring it back!"
Chapter completed!