In the ever-changing Western Region, so many things have happened in just a few years since the rise of Dragon City. With the rise of Dragon City, a mysterious force called the Blood Sect streaked across the sky of the Western Region like a meteor.
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If the rise of Dragon City is already a legendary existence, then the Blood Sect is undoubtedly a mythical existence.
Because the Blood Sect has risen faster and faster, no force dares to ignore their existence, not even the four alliances, the Huang Family and Longcheng.
The blood sect's behavior is very cruel. Wherever the blood sect has done, there has always been no trace of existence, no humans or animals. Even the existence of the blood sect is just a rumor among the immortal cultivators, because there is no one
Everyone who has truly seen the Blood Sect no longer exists in this world.
The dim hall is a thousand meters long, with various ferocious ghost statues carved around it. In the center of the hall, a huge blood pool stands safely. In the middle of the blood pool, Yang Zhengyu closed his eyes tightly, and a trace of blood flowed from it.
The blood seeped into his skin, and he could faintly see the corpses of many beautiful girls floating in the blood pool.
A soft sound of "Zhi7e" sounded in the quiet hall. Immediately, the main door of the hall was gently pushed open, and a burly man with an indifferent expression walked in slowly.
"Master!" The big man walked to a place ten meters away from the blood pool, stopped, and then lowered his head respectfully, waiting for something.
Yang Zhengyu slowly opened his eyes, looked at the man lightly, and then asked: "What?"
"Back to Master, the blood slave legions from the other three regions have already headed to the Western Region, and the idle forces absorbed by all parties are also ready!" When the man spoke, he lowered his head deeply and looked at his feet quietly.
, dare not look at Yang Zhengyu.
"Very good, is there any movement in Dragon City and Shendan Valley?" Yang Zhengyu nodded, stretched out his hand and gently stroked his majestic body. As he stroked, a large amount of blood appeared on the skin.
, dyeing his bronze skin scarlet.
"There is still no movement in Shendan Valley, but there seems to be some unusual behavior in Dragon City. A large number of low-level monks suddenly appeared in Pingyao City. They divided into several groups and headed towards Changshan!"
"Haha, are Chen Feng finally ready to take action?" A strange look suddenly flashed in Yang Zhengyu's eyes, and then he looked at the man with satisfaction, raised one hand, and a drop of blood cut through the sky and hit the man.
When the man heard the sound of piercing the sky, his whole body was shaken violently, and he remained motionless waiting for the blood to flow straight into his body.
The blood ### blended into the man's body. The man's whole body was trembling. Then he knelt down with a thud and kowtowed to Yang Zhengyu vigorously: "Thank you, master, for your grace!"
"Go!" Seeing the man's actions, Yang Zhengyu just smiled faintly, and then waved to him. The big man did not dare to stay, and hurriedly stood up and backed away slowly until he was out of the hall, then slowly closed the door of the hall.
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After the man left, the room returned to its usual calm. Yang Zhengyu sat in the pool of blood, wondering what he was thinking. After a moment, Yang Zhengyu suddenly said lightly to the air: "Stop talking nonsense, I know what I am doing, I can't kill him."
Killing Chen Feng is not your decision!"
After saying that, Yang Zhengyu looked up to the sky and roared wildly. The blood in the blood pool rolled crazily, emitting a pungent smell. Then the corpses of several red women in the blood pool withered and deformed. After just a moment, they turned into
A pool of blood disappeared into the blood pool...
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In the dark forest, Chen Feng picked up the soul stone on the ground, and with a wave of his hand, he melted it into the fist-sized soul stone.
Megatron's white figure walked slowly out of the grass, making a tut-tutting sound: "Not bad? I think this is your paradise. Using Buddhism to purify the soul can enhance your cultivation, and using fire to kill the soul can enhance it.
Your understanding of the way of fire!"
"Come on, I've been here for more than seven months. How many soul crystals are needed to open the Temple of Pregnant Bones!" Chen Feng looked at Megatron and laughed and cursed. Since coming here, Chen Feng has felt Megatron.
Tian's attitude towards him had changed significantly, and he was happy with it, so he got along with Megatron and became much more harmonious.
"I don't know the exact number, but I know this is definitely not enough!" Megatron shook his head, indicating that Chen Feng had too few soul stones.
"Brother, I'm pressed for time. Didn't you say before that there was a way to enter the Temple of Pregnant Bones?" Chen Feng shook his head helplessly after hearing Megatron's irresponsible words.
"Yes, yes, but it's just a bit dangerous, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it!" Megatron thought for a moment, then shook his white hair and said.
"There are so many worries. I must return to Zhongzhou as soon as possible to tell you what the solution is?" Chen Feng looked happy when he heard that there was a solution, and he quickly asked.
"The fastest way is to ### go deep and hunt a large number of souls. Our current location is still very far away from the Temple of Pregnant Bones, so the souls guarding here are naturally much weaker, but you have to
Be mentally prepared, as long as you approach the Pregnant Bone Temple, life or death will be unknown!"
"Oh?" Chen Feng was stunned for a moment, raised his hand and touched his chin gently, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.
"The closer we get to the Temple of Pregnant Bones, the stronger the soul's cultivation will be, and the greater the concentration of souls. It is no exaggeration to say that if we are unlucky, we are likely to encounter a large number of soul armies.
, and when the time comes, your soul perception will become your greatest danger!"
"Why?" Chen Feng looked at Megatron in confusion. Soul perception has always been one of his most effective means. It is because of him that he can easily kill countless souls in the Bone Burial Ground, but now
Megatron said that soul perception will become his own danger. What is the truth?
"Because the closer you are to the Temple of Pregnant Bones, the stronger the soul's cultivation is. Regardless of whether you can feel it, even if you can feel them, they can also feel you through soul detection. But don't worry, I heard that there is a relationship between souls.
Soul detection is not allowed. As long as you don’t actively detect them, they won’t detect you!”
Megatron looked like a scholar and talked eloquently to Chen Feng. Chen Feng cracked his lips and understood what Megatron meant, but if he didn't use soul perception to detect it, wouldn't everything be random?
?If I really encounter a soul team with dozens or hundreds of souls, wouldn’t it be a disaster?
Chen Feng was silent in pain...
Sensing Chen Feng's expression, Megatron chuckled and said, "How are you doing? Do you want to go inside?"
"Go, of course I have to go. Although the risk factor has increased a lot, I don't have time to wait here!" Chen Feng showed his naive and stubborn side.
Megatron looked at it and shook his head, then smiled and said: "It's up to you. Anyway, when you see that you are losing to me, just run away first!"
"Hey, don't worry, I will drag you to death with me!" Chen Feng teased Megatron jokingly, then ignored Megatron's somewhat bitter expression, reached out and grabbed Megatron, and walked towards the distance.
Fly away into the dense forest.
Wang Daoqiang is an experienced soul. As a senior territory guard, he has been in the field for tens of thousands of years. He is still loyal to his duties and has never been careless in the slightest.
However, Wang Daoqiang was very depressed today because Zhao Erbao, who used to guard this place together and was eventually promoted to patrol leader, did not entertain him.
Today is the day when Zhao Erbao gets married to Liu Fenghua, who is well-known for his beauty in the territory. Although he has stopped Zhao Erbao from leaving his post without permission several times and going on secret dates with Liu Fenghua before he was promoted, but that was all due to work needs.
Why are you so stingy?
In the empty black forest, Wang Daoqiang floated alone.
Suddenly, there seemed to be a white shadow flashing in front of him, which immediately attracted Wang Daoqiang's attention.
As an excellent and experienced soul, Wang Baoqiang made the choice immediately, and he must have been dazzled.
Of course, he had every reason to think so, because there were absolutely no white objects in the Bone Burial Ground. There was only endless black and light blue souls exuding all over the body.
White, just kidding, those things may only exist in the human world!
Wang Daoqiang was amused by his cold humor, and he laughed very happily. Maybe this was the only way for a single soul who was not invited to the wedding to have some fun for himself.
"Hey, why is life so boring? There is no ### at all. How wonderful it would be if we were alive!" Wang Daoqiang said to himself, his light blue figure shining strangely in the dark forest.
But just as Wang Daoqiang's words rang out, a strong big hand suddenly clasped his forehead, and then a cold voice without any emotion suddenly sounded in his mind. The long-lost chill instantly made Wang Daoqiang
The increasingly cold heart glowed with endless vitality.
There is so much ### today, it seems ### is full of energy!
"Whatever I ask you, you answer honestly, or you die!"
The cold voice rang silently in his mind. Wang Daoqiang turned his head and looked at the person with trembling body. He saw that the person was wearing a white gown, with murderous intent in his eyes, and a faint sneer at the corner of his mouth. There were also people around him.
Followed by a white dog that could not be identified as male or female, this was clearly a human.
Megatron didn't know that Wang Daoqiang had classified himself as a dog. Maybe it was really difficult to distinguish between a dog and a wolf, but at this time, Megatron couldn't allow himself to think wildly, because Chen Feng had already asked the question.
"What's your name? Are there any other souls around here? How's your cultivation level?"
Wang Daoqiang looked at Chen Feng pitifully. He was indeed honest and responsible, but it did not mean that he was not afraid of death. So just after Chen Feng's words came out, Wang Baoqiang began to speak.
"Back, back to Shangxian, the little one's name is Wang Daoqiang. He has been docile and kind since he was a child. Now he is ordered to guard the territory and never plays around. We have a lot of territorial souls. A big car will come in a while. I advise you not to move forward.
, Only when you look back will you have a small life, you will smash the red flowers, and Xiaofan will happily code words..."
