In the human world, Dajin, over a hidden path in Guangnan Prefecture, a group of male and female monks in bloody costumes were flying past under the leadership of an old man with evil eyes.
Judging from the way they dispersed and released their spiritual consciousness, they were obviously searching for traces of someone!
Not long after, the seven blood-clothed monks who found nothing left the area.
Another hour passed before six foundation-building monks who looked to be in their twenties walked out of the trees on both sides of this secret path.
These six people happened to be three men and three women. Although they were dressed in different clothes, they all had a token with the word "sword" hanging on their waists.
"Ahem!"
Suddenly, a boy with double pupils among the six people suddenly coughed up blood and became unsteady, about to fall to the ground.
"Ah, Brother Feng, how are you? Take another antidote pill!"
Fortunately, a round-faced and petite female cultivator on the side helped him in time, and then took out a jade bottle.
"It's useless. This is the secret poison of the Blood King Sect. There is no cure for it. Leave me alone and leave first!"
The double-eyed boy endured the severe pain in his chest and shook his head. He wanted to pull away from the petite female cultivator, but he had no strength.
"Senior Brother Feng, don't give up. Once we reach the ancestral land of Shuangqin Mountain and open the secret treasure house, we will definitely have a turn for the better!"
"Yes, the leader took the risk to lure most of the pursuers away for us. If you give up now, how can you be worthy of him!"
"Senior Brother Feng, I will carry you, just hold on!"
The rest of the people immediately spoke to persuade him.
"How can this be done? Junior Brother Song, you are also injured."
The boy with double pupils didn't want to drag everyone down, but he didn't have the strength to resist now, and he fell on the back of a strong boy in the blink of an eye.
"Senior Brother Feng, please stop talking. We can't stay here for long. Let's leave quickly!"
Ignoring the blood dripping from his chest, the muscular young man gritted his teeth and carried his opponent on his back before walking away.
Although the path in the forest was difficult to walk, everyone had wind charms attached to their feet, so they were all walking as fast as flying.
Half a day later, two spiritual peaks standing side by side were in sight.
However, as soon as the six people reached the foot of the mountain, a sneer came from above their heads:
"Haha, these little guys still want to escape my consciousness. If I hadn't wanted you to expose the location of the secret vault, I would have killed you in the forest just now!"
Following the words, six figures fell from the sky. They were six Blood King Sect disciples with flying magic weapons on their feet.
As soon as they appeared, they surrounded the double-eyed boy and others with ferocious smiles on their faces.
"It's broken, it's Old Ghost Sha!"
Seeing this scene, everyone immediately gathered together in fear, and then looked up to the sky.
I saw that the old man with the evil eyes from before was suddenly hiding with his hands behind his back, dozens of feet above the ground, looking down at the six people with a playful look on his face.
"Hey, I will give you a way to survive now. Open the secret vault for me.
otherwise"
As he spoke, the evil-eyed old man suddenly turned his right hand into a claw and clawed at the boy with double pupils.
"Ahhh!"
Immediately, the boy with double eyes screamed and fell from the back of the boy named Song. The blood vessels all over his body bulged and turned black, and his appearance immediately became terrifying!
"Brother Feng!"
The other five people immediately exclaimed when they saw this, with gnashing of teeth on their faces.
But they were unable to stop him, because the old ghost in the sky was a monk in the middle stage of pill formation!
"Old Ghost Sha, what are you doing here to bully Guo's juniors? If you have the guts, come over and take Guo's sword!"
At the critical moment, a strong male voice suddenly came from a distance.
The six blood-clothed monks surrounding the crowd immediately looked towards the direction of the sound, and saw six bloody sword lights shooting from a distance at extremely fast speeds.
"Ah! Master, help me!"
"no, do not want!"
"It's a blood-draining sword!"
Amidst the screams, the six blood-clothed monks fled in all directions.
But how could their speed compare to the flying sword's escape speed? The next moment, six bloody sword lights pierced their chests almost in no particular order.
What makes people's scalp numb is that although the hearts of these six people have a blood hole, not a drop of blood spattered out at that moment, but they all seemed to be sucked dry and turned into six mummies!
"Blood Sacrifice Taoist! Impossible! How could Senior Brother Wen let you run away?!"
The dead disciples couldn't move Old Ghost Sha's expression at all, but the appearance of a gray-robed man hundreds of feet away at this moment made him immediately show an expression of extreme fear.
Amidst the bursts of sword sounds, six sword lights flew in front of the gray-robed man at the same time. After closing in the middle, they turned into a blood jade flying sword several feet long, exuding a cold murderous intent!
"Humph, they have become the dead souls of Guo Mou, and you will go to accompany them soon!"
After saying that, the gray-robed man used his sword skills, causing the blood-draining sword to circle around him before slashing at Old Ghost Sha!
"Damn it! I'll let you go today. Guangnan Mansion has been captured by my Blood King Sect. Don't even think about leaving alive!"
Sensing the astonishing sword energy, Sha Laogui immediately carried forward the fine tradition of demonic monks and never showed any shame when it was time to escape.
Upon seeing this, the man in gray robe immediately used his sword skills, causing Feijian to pursue him for a while, but judging from his unmoving figure, it was obvious that he was mostly trying to scare the opponent.
Sure enough, after watching Old Ghost Sha flee away, the man in gray robe suddenly covered his chest and vomited a large mouthful of blood.
At the same time, his figure also fell towards the ground unsteadily.
In fact, as long as that old ghost Sha was calmer, it would not be difficult to guess that this famous blood sacrifice priest was just empty-handed at the moment.
After all, if he still had considerable strength, the attack he made before appearing would definitely hit Old Ghost Sha, and how could he waste it on a few Foundation-Building Demonic Cultivators?
"Master! Chief, how are you?"
"It's okay, it just caused some injuries. How is Feng'er's condition?"
The Blood Sacrifice Taoist took out a pill and drank it while waving his hand and asking.
You must know that Wanjian Sect only has these six disciples left at the moment, and the boy with double pupils is the most talented among them. If he wants to rebuild the sect in the future, he will have to rely on them.
"Senior Brother Feng has been poisoned by the Blood King Sect's secret poison, and he can't hold on any longer!"
The petite female cultivator immediately replied anxiously.
"What!"
The Taoist Blood Sacrifice took a few steps to the boy with double pupils, leaned over and stretched out his hand to send several rays of mana into his chest. His expression immediately changed and he said:
"It is indeed the secret poison of the Blood King. Please open the secret vault with me quickly. It is said that there is a miraculous elixir left by the ancestor of the Chuang Sect. It may be able to save Feng'er's life!"
After saying that, the Blood Sacrifice Taoist took out a token with the word "sword" from his storage bag and sacrificed it into the air with a flick of his wrist.
When everyone saw this, they didn't even bother to greet the Taoist with a blood sacrifice, they immediately shot a beam of mana towards the token.
And soon after a thick blood-colored light beam sank into the token, the word "sword" immediately emitted a bright light.
The next moment, a white sword light struck out from it and struck a moss-covered stone wall.
What is surprising is that the stone wall, which was obviously an ordinary stone wall, was not damaged at all by this sword light, but a rune appeared on it.
Now after a few breaths of silence, the stone wall actually moved to both sides with a rumble.
Before it was fully opened, a dazzling spiritual light was already shining from the gap!
Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but look happy. After all, the more treasures there are in the secret vault, the easier their lives will be in the future!
However, before the smiles stayed on their faces for long, a figure in black came into their eyes, and their faces suddenly darkened.
"who!"
Although the Blood Sacrifice Taoist was asking questions, he actually took action immediately. The blood-absorbing sword turned into a streak of blood and slashed towards the figure in black!
But with just a "ding" sound, the blood-sucking sword was clamped by the opponent's two stretched out fleshy fingers. No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't move!
"I said, who painted this portrait? It really doesn't look like him at all."
Following the faint words, the young man in black slowly turned around and looked at the crowd with a slight frown.
"you!"
The Blood Sacrifice Taoist glanced at his own magic weapon and knew that the other party was someone he could not afford to offend. However, he glanced at the empty secret vault and immediately couldn't help but asked angrily:
"Who are you, Your Excellency? Why did you steal our sect's secret vault?!"
"Hey, you won't believe it even if I tell you. All you need to know is that Luo will not harm you.
This sword has been refined well, and it must have killed many monks of the same level, but its blood energy is still a bit weak."
Seeing how nervous the Blood Sacrifice Taoist was, Luo Hong couldn't help but chuckle. Then he touched the blade of the blood-sucking sword with the sword finger of his right hand, immediately turning the bright red blade into dark red, and the terrifying blood evil energy surged.
And out!
"Give it back!"
With a flash of silver light, the brand-new blood-draining sword instantly appeared in front of the Blood Sacrifice Taoist.
He caught it with his hand in a daze. If it weren't for the special induction of his natal magic weapon, he would not have dared to connect the peerless weapon in front of him with his own blood-sucking sword.
But what the young man in black did was just a light touch.
Such an unbelievable thing immediately shocked the Blood Sacrifice Taoist and left him speechless for a while.
Fortunately, he has experienced a lot of ups and downs over the years, and his state of mind is beyond the comparison of ordinary people, so...
With a "plop", the Blood Sacrifice Taoist knelt directly in front of the young man in black, kowtowed and said:
"Senior, I think he is the ancestor of Yuanying. I wonder what connection he has with my Wanjian Sect?"
Looking back at the portrait of the founder of the sect, who was rich and handsome and even more handsome than Pan An, on the wall, Luo Hong felt speechless again.
Who is this clever person who is scribbling there? Now it’s over, all opportunities for the younger generation will be gone!
Luo Hong actually had no special feelings for Wanjianmen.
But after he split the boundary wall with the Sky-Breaking Spear, he came directly to Dajin. Then he swept it with his spiritual consciousness and found that just over a thousand years later, Wanjianmen was almost finished!
Although a day in the spiritual world is several days in the human world, the time flow rate in each interface is different. It is not how long a day is, but the rotation of the sun and the moon.
Therefore, the number of years he spent in the spiritual world can be directly converted to the human world.
Now there are only seven "kittens" left in front of Wanjianmen. Needless to say, for the sake of love, Luo Hong plans to take them all to the spirit world.
However, before sending them to the Netherworld Cave, they need to be asked about some of the current situation in Dajin.
After all, there is an old friend here.
"I am good friends with the founder of your sect. Now that the Wanjian Sect has been destroyed, you can just follow me."
Luo Hong said immediately.
"The Wanjian Sect is not destroyed! If we are not dead, the Wanjian Sect will not be destroyed!"
Unexpectedly, upon hearing this, the young man named Song immediately shouted excitedly.
"Senior Brother Song, please stop saying a few words!"
The fellow disciples on the side heard this and quickly advised him.
"Senior, I know that you are a master of Yuanying. Can you give me a pill from the secret storehouse to save my senior brother's life?"
The petite female cultivator couldn't care about anything else at the moment. The aura of the double-eyed boy was getting weaker and weaker. If he delayed any longer, he would definitely be dead.
"Oh? Let's see who dares to save!"
At this moment, a cold voice came from behind everyone.
The Blood Sacrifice Taoist was shocked when he heard the sound, but he didn't sense the arrival at all. Could it be another Nascent Soul high cultivator?
"The sect leader is them, that should be the sect's secret warehouse of Wanjian Sect!"
At this time, Old Ghost Sha was following behind a man in blood-robed clothes, bowing his waist and saying with a flattering expression.
"No, it's the leader of the Blood King Sect!"
After seeing the face of the visitor clearly, the Blood Sacrifice Taoist immediately stood up with a cry of surprise, holding his sword nervously and on guard.
"Huh? Your flying sword is pretty good. Could it be that you got it from the secret vault just now? Haha, your Wanjian Sect really has some wealth!"
With that said, the leader of the Blood King Sect stretched out his hand and grabbed the Blood Sacrifice Taoist, without paying any attention to Luo Hong behind him.
Suddenly, a big bloody hand appeared above the head of the Blood Sacrifice Taoist, as if he was going to crush him into pieces.
But the next moment, the big bloody hand trembled violently, then lost control and headed straight for Luo Hong's right palm.
Like a mud cow entering the sea, it sank into it without any movement.
"Who is this sir?"
The leader of the Blood King Sect's face changed immediately when he saw this, and he immediately frowned and asked.
However, Luo Hong ignored him at the moment, and directly stretched out his hand to take a picture of the boy with double pupils in front of him.
"Yin Yang ghost eyes? Interesting."
After looking at this boy's eyes, Luo Hong couldn't help but mutter to himself, then stretched out his sword finger and pressed it between his eyebrows.
Immediately, the black and red poisonous gas converged toward his fingertips. After a while, the double-eyed boy returned to his normal appearance, but his face became extremely pale.
"Hmph, Taoist fellow Taoist detoxified him forcibly, but it greatly damaged this child's vitality. Even if he is saved, he will be a useless person!"
Although the leader of the Blood King Sect was currently angry at Luo Hong for not giving him face, his spiritual sense could not detect the other party's aura, so he endured his temper and wanted to observe it again.
But it is impossible for him to retreat when faced with difficulties. After all, he is a great monk in the late Nascent Soul stage. Only the god-forming monks in the world can make him fearful!
Luo Hong still ignored the cynicism of the leader of the Blood King Sect. He opened his mouth and a ball of five-color light floated out and landed on the chest of the boy with double pupils.
"Tian Tian Di Jing Yuan! You are a monk who transforms into gods!"
As soon as he sensed it, the leader of the Blood King Sect immediately opened his eyes wide and exclaimed.
But fortunately, he knew the secret of the longevity of the monks who transformed into gods, and there were many activities of Nascent Soul monks in the sect nearby. I thought that this strange monk who transformed into gods would not waste his longevity for a few foundation-building juniors.
Have a fight with them.
"Huh? Five-color calamity cloud! This is just a ball of heaven and earth essence. How did you attract all this stuff!"
Seeing a five-color cloud suddenly rolling out of the sky, the leader of the Blood King Sect immediately said in confusion.
"Go away, it's none of your business."
At this time, Luo Hong finally spoke. Although his voice was not loud, it carried an inexplicable power that shook the five-color clouds to pieces on the spot.
"The Tao of Heaven robs Yundu."
This time, the leader of the Blood King Sect was not at all calm. After being stunned for a moment, he immediately ran away with all his strength.
While he was flying away at this moment, he was roaring crazily in his heart:
"No! This person is definitely not a monk who transforms into gods!"
He had also seen the cultivators who transformed themselves into gods, and every one of them was as afraid of the five-color calamity cloud as a tiger, but the young man in black could shatter it with just one word, which really made him feel devastated.
"Where did the monster come from? You must report it to Senior Mo Yun immediately, otherwise what will happen to me?"
Halfway through his words, the leader of the Blood King Sect suddenly realized that something was wrong.
He was obviously flying away at full speed, but why was that damn old ghost Sha still looking down at him blankly?
PS: Brothers, the wedding is approaching, please be considerate.