Even Li Chen was surprised.

Unexpectedly, the blood-winged black mosquitoes released during the killing convention actually planted so many demonic seeds.

Now the giant white-bone tree is covered with red human yuan fruits.

Newly grown human fruit.

There is only a tiny bit. At first glance, they are really just little red beans.

Because of the auspiciousness that descended from the sky at the Sasho Temple, every sect wanted a piece of the pie.

So for this killing convention, almost all the sects in southern Xinjiang were present.

Moreover, all the disciples sent are the most beautiful in the sect.

There are three to four hundred people, which can be said to have gathered the elite monks from southern Xinjiang.

It's like catching them all in one fell swoop, neatly.

…

Southern Xinjiang, a wild road in the mountains.

Hong Tu of the Dian Cang Sect rides on a tall horse.

The horse walks like the wind, but its back is extremely stable.

Hongtu's mind was divided into two purposes and he was working on his skills silently.

This trip to Sesshou Temple left me with a lot of emotions. Sesshou Temple was completely different from what his master said.

Just kill the Buddha's disciples and suddenly realize the Five-Character Sutra in front of the public.

This shows that Sesshou Temple has extraordinary heritage.

Moreover, the Diancang Sect and the Ghost Sect have been fighting for so many years, with no winner or loser.

On the contrary, it was the Sesshou Temple that, as soon as it reappeared, the Ghost Sect was disgraced and its prestige was greatly damaged.

In comparison, the Sesshou Temple, the Ghost Sect, and the Diancang Sect.

Make a decision.

Suddenly he lightly reined in the BMW and frowned slightly.

I don’t know if it’s because I feel heavy.

In the past, a piece of spiritual stone was enough to solidify three strands of true energy.

Today, there are only two more strands.

His heart sank into his arms, and he was immediately surprised.

I saw a small black spot at the bottom of my Dantian.

Like a black hole.

Every time the true energy circulates in the body, a trace of it will escape into the black hole.

This cycle goes back and forth.

A third of a spiritual stone is absorbed by the black hole.

Hongtu was covered in cold sweat.

Could it be that I suffered internal injuries?

Thinking of this, I quickly took out another spiritual stone. I must recover quickly!

Slowly, he discovered that while this small hole sucked away the true energy, it seemed to feed back a stream of pure energy and blood nourishment.

Exchanging Qi for Qi and blood?!

Have I awakened a special physique?!

…

On the top of the mountain in the opposite direction to Hongtu.

A group of monks were taking a rest in the mountains in front of them.

Judging from their clothes, they are disciples of the Danxin Sect.

Danxinmen has a history of more than 500 years in southern Xinjiang.

Among the decent sects, they are only ranked below the Diancang sect.

The leader, a man in his thirties, with sharp eyebrows and a tall figure, sat on the ground, motionless and silent.

This person is none other than Zhu Chengyue, the fifth generation disciple of Danxin Sect, known as ‘Danxin is silent’.

The reason why he is called "Danxin Speechless" is because he was born with a stutter, so he rarely talks.

At this time, other disciples were discussing what they saw and heard in the Shasheng Temple.

He was the only one sitting aside and practicing his skills secretly.

Like Hongtu, he also discovered the small hole at the bottom of Dantian.

I couldn't help but sweat profusely.

Silently he took out two spiritual stones.

"See how serious Senior Brother is, he still doesn't forget to practice during his break."

"Yes, it must have been stimulated by the slain Buddha."

"Oh, at the age of seventeen, people have already understood the five-character mantra. We are really living in the belly of a dog."

The more the group talked, the more they felt ashamed, so they all imitated their senior brother and practiced cross-legged practice.

Not long after, the expressions of seven or eight people changed slightly.

…

Lieguang Pavilion and Duanmai Mountain go together.

Among the many sects in southern Xinjiang.

These two families are closest to the Ghost Cult.

Now that the Sesshou Temple is rising strongly, these two families are also the most worried.

"Brother Du, what are Lieguang Pavilion's plans?"

"Hey, plan? Hey, just take it one step at a time."

"We have boarded the Ghost Cult's pirate ship, what else can we do?"

"Is it like Black Wind Castle? It exposes the good things we have done?"

"Hey, what did Brother Du say?"

"Black Wind Castle, I'm afraid it's doomed."

"Alas~"

There were hundreds of people from both sects participating in this killing convention.

Before, they thought they could get a share of the pie under the protection of the Ghost Sect, so they brought all the elite disciples in the sect over.

Unexpectedly, there was such a large group of people, they didn’t get any benefits, and they even caused a lot of trouble.

Many of the disciples were slightly injured by the evil monks from the Sansheng Temple.

Fortunately, he was not detained like the Ghost Cult.

Hundreds of people each sought a rest in the mountains.

Almost all of them have been bitten by the Blood-Winged Demon Mosquito.

Nature has been planted with demonic seeds.

It didn't take long for someone to discover the problem.

While the cultivation level was divided, the energy and blood actually increased slightly.

Even the fatigue of many days has been reduced a lot.

…

Killing Temple, Atonement Cliff.

This is a place where villains are imprisoned.

The people of the Ghost Cult are imprisoned here.

The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. The Ghost Sect, which has always been showing off its power in southern Xinjiang, is now as wilted as an eggplant.

Everyone was dejected.

Only in the corner was He Cangwu sitting cross-legged, his mind escaping into the small hole at the bottom of his Dantian.

…
To be continued...