Xiao Long continuously used the void teleportation array and arrived at a location hundreds of thousands of miles east.
Daluo Immortal Lord suddenly said: "Stop!"
"Um?"
Xiao Long looked around and asked doubtfully: "Here?"
There is nothing here.
"At your feet!" Daluo Immortal said.
After Xiao Long heard this, he punched his feet and made a big hole.
Unfortunately, there is still nothing.
"No way, could it be a mistake?" Xiao Long asked puzzledly.
But as soon as he said these words, Xiao Long discovered something was wrong.
In the big pit he just made, the flowing sand showed a light red color, mixed with the smell of blood.
"Blood Drinking Cult!" Xiao Long took a deep breath and punched again.
This punch was burning with aurora flames, activated by the mysteries of the flames, and its power reached four stars!
There was a deafening sound of "boom", the space was torn, and a gap opened in the space. In the gap, a large amount of blood flowed down like a waterfall.
Then, Xiao Long continued to punch, and the space was completely exploded by Xiao Long.
"Boom!!!"
A terrifying air wave, centered on this, swept out in all directions, and the yellow sand turned into a tornado, roaring in the sky.
At first, it was yellow sand, and then the sand turned completely scarlet, mixed with a disgusting fishy smell.
Xiao Long saw that an altar appeared in the broken space under the ground. There was a blood pool on the altar, and the heads of some mythical beasts were hung beside the altar for bleeding.
"Not good! There's an enemy attack!"
"Discovered!"
Inside the altar, there were waves of frightened sounds.
"Whoosh whoosh..."
Then, countless bloody figures flew out from the altar, like headless flies, trying to escape.
But when they saw that Xiao Long was alone, they couldn't help but stop.
Many blood-drinking cultists looked at each other, doubts flashing in their eyes.
"Which force are you from, and why do you want to come to my Blood-Drinking Cult?" the first figure in blood-clothed hands said.
"Disciples of the Thunder Fire Sect, here for a mission." Xiao Long said with a smile.
After hearing this, everyone was not surprised, because their home base in Blood Sand City was destroyed by the Thunder Fire Divine Sect and the Heavenly Sword Divine Sect.
"You're the only one?" the blood-clothed figure narrowed his eyes.
"That's right." Xiao Long spread his hands indifferently.
After hearing this, everyone who originally planned to escape suddenly stopped running.
They waved their hands, the howling wind between heaven and earth stopped, and the bloody sand solidified in mid-air.
"Swish, swish, swish..."
A large crowd rushed out from the altar underground and surrounded Xiao Long.
There were figures everywhere in the sky and on the ground, thousands of them.
Xiao Long raised his eyebrows, but he did not expect that this small altar could accommodate so many remnants of the Blood Drinking Cult.
The Blood Drinking Sect is a force second only to the Eight Ancient Sects, and is similar to the Seven Star Sect that Qin Yu belonged to back then.
Most of these believers have one- or two-star combat power, but there are three blood-clothed men with four-star combat power in front of them, who should be their leaders.
"Haha, I don't know who gave you the courage to dare to come to our branch." The leader of the man in blood sneered.
"Brother, without further ado, kill him!" Another tall man in blood-clothed clothes shouted.
"yes!"
Many blood-drinking cultists each took out a chain and shot it toward Xiao Long, like thousands of long snakes.
"Flaming Snake Sword!"
Xiao Long threw away the Flame Snake Sword and danced in all directions, forming a circular sword aura.
"Choke choke choke..."
The crisp sound of collision resounded, and Xiao Long seemed to be able to face the attack of thousands of people with ease.
"Aurora Storm!"
Xiao Long shouted loudly, and the terrifying Aurora Flame shot out in all directions along the Flame Snake Sword, immediately hitting the bodies of many blood-clothed believers.
"ah!!!"
The blood-clothed cultists screamed in agony, and were burned to the point where no bones were left.
"I almost forgot, I should record it with a recording crystal." Xiao Long patted his head and suddenly remembered something.
He hurriedly took out the recording crystal and put it around his neck.
This is used to record the evidence that he killed the blood-drinking cultists so that he can redeem the corresponding contribution points.
"Bastard, do you really think this is where you do your mission?" The blood-clothed leader became angry.
"Brother, come together, the blood of the genius of the Thunder Fire Sect should taste good!"
"Kill him!"
The three blood-clothed men disappeared, and when they reappeared, they came to three directions in front, back, and above Xiao Long.
The three of them each held a large pliers and quickly pinched Xiao Long's arms and head.
Suddenly, Xiao Long felt as if his body was locked, making it difficult to move.
"drink!"
Daluo Immortal Lord's soul power suddenly vibrated, Xiao Long quickly got rid of it and left instantly.
The three men in blood clothes were completely empty.
"You actually escaped?" the blood-clothed boss said in surprise.
Xiao Long appeared at the end of the 1,000-meter drive. Recalling the frozen scene just now, he felt a little confused.
"This Blood-Drinking Sect has quite a reputation!" Xiao Long thought to himself.
In fact, if Daluo Immortal Lord doesn't help, Xiao Long shouldn't have much of a problem, just some minor troubles.
"Come again!"
The three people dodged again. This time, Xiao Long was well prepared. He slashed one person away with a sword, then used the teleportation formation to escape again.
"Xiao Long, hurry up, your four friends are coming over." Immortal Daluo reminded.
"Understood, I will deal with these people before they arrive." Xiao Long smiled slightly.
I just heard the blood-clothed leader say that this is a branch.
The contribution value of destroying a sub-rudder can reach 500,000! You know, Xiao Long's initial contribution value is only 10,000!
If it were divided equally among five people, it would only be one hundred thousand.
At this time, the group of people in blood clothes also discovered something.
"Brother, the situation is not good. There are four powerful auras approaching. They should be this person's helpers. They will arrive in five minutes at most!"
The second man in blood clothes said nervously.
The blood-clothed boss's pupils shrank. He looked at Xiao Long in front of him and said, "Without further delay, we will deal with this person within two minutes!"
"yes!"
The three men in blood clothes took out three giant scythes, like the gods of death in blood clothes.
The three of them jumped into the air and rushed towards Xiao Long. The remaining thousands of blood-drinking cultists all used giant chains to stab Xiao Long's body.
Xiao Long took a deep breath and knew what he should do.
He put the recording crystal away, because it was better not to record what happened next.
"Boom!"
Xiao Long's body instantly swelled and turned into the form of a giant dragon.
"Swish, swish, swish..."
In the sword gourd, the flying sword flew out and was held in Xiao Long's dragon claws.
Xiao Long has a total of ten claws, and in the gap of each claw, he is holding a flying sword. There are a hundred flying swords in total, all of which are firmly held by Xiao Long in his claws. The scene is really spectacular.