Plop! Yang Huang fell hard to the ground. The golden ball that fell to the side suddenly flew up, became illusive, and turned into white marks directly printed on Yang Huang's arm.
A long and thin white mark appeared on the back of his right hand. It can be seen that no matter what Yang Huang did, this mark always existed.
After working on it for a while, Yang Huang started to give up. This seemed to be a specific thing. He didn't know it now, but he should know it later.
I began to look at the surrounding environment and found that black and red were the main colors here. There was a red ball of light in the sky, emitting brilliance, but there were no other light spots.
What's more, the main thing here is black land, devoid of life, and there is no aura in the air, only a very strange power. This area of the sky is imprisoned and people cannot fly.
Moreover, this force was still slowly eroding his body. The holy profound force began to appear on the surface of his body, and this corrosive force soon disappeared.
I don’t know if there are other people who came to the Blood Demon Cave. They originally wanted to be with the Black Lion and have someone take care of them, but they were separated from the Black Lion in the passage.
"Holy shit, what the hell is this place!" Yang Huang saw a white shadow falling from the sky and took a step back. A young man fell directly in front of Yang Huang.
If he hadn't retreated just now, this person would be lying on top of himself.
"Who is that! It hurts when you hold me up!" The young man said with some pain:.
Yang Huang did not refuse and directly helped him up. He was a young man of about seventeen or eighteen years old, almost the same age as Yang Huang now.
Wearing a white gown and a black long sword, he is now a little embarrassed. It can be seen that the aura on his body is very pure and not that of ordinary casual cultivators.
"Brother, where is this place?" He simply arranged his clothes and said with a fist to Yang Huang.
"I don't know either, I came here a little earlier than you!" Yang Huang said directly without hiding anything.
The golden ball that fell to the ground also flew up, gradually becoming illusory and finally turning into a white mark branded on the young man's right hand.
The boy immediately screamed, "What the hell! Get away!" But no matter how hard he buckled it, he couldn't get it off.
Yang Huang said: "Don't waste your efforts.
I’m angry, I’ve tried it but it doesn’t work!”
The young man seemed to believe Yang Huang's words and said, "Brother, who are you? I am Xiahou Jianbai from Zhenkong Ancient Land!"
"Zhenkong Ancient Land?" Yang Huang glanced at the Xiahou Jianbai in front of him in surprise. Zhenkong Ancient Land is not inferior to Haoxuan Holy Land, and is a relatively first-class holy land.
Holy Land and Ancient Land are both called the same thing. Some forces handed down from ancient times are called Ancient Land. If the power is strong, it is called Holy Land. The boundaries are very blurred.
Xiahou Jianbai saw Yang Huang's surprised look and was a little puzzled: "Brother, you haven't said who you are yet!"
Yang Huang said: "I'm just a casual cultivator, not as good as you powerful people!" He said in a leisurely tone.
When Xiahou Jianbai heard that Yang Huang was a casual cultivator, he immediately became excited and said: "Brother, it turns out he is a casual cultivator! This is great. You casual cultivators are free and have too much freedom compared to us. From birth to now, you have been living in that one acre.
I’ve long been tired of being alone.”
Then he said to himself: "If it weren't for this little ball, I might still be there! Now, from now on, the sky is high and birds can fly, and the sea is as wide as fish can jump."
"My name is Yang Huang, a first-term casual cultivator!" Yang Huang answered. Xiahou Jianbai didn't have the arrogance of a descendant of the Holy Land, and he was relatively easy to get in touch with, so Yang Huang wasn't very resistant.
"I don't know how many people are here. I hope there are more people! Otherwise it will be too boring!" Xiahou Jianbai said.
Yang Huang glanced at Xiahou Jianbai and asked: "Xiahou Jianbai, since you are from Zhenkong Ancient Land, you should know something about this Blood Demon Cave!"
Xiahou Jianbai scratched the back of his head and said: "To be honest, I don't know much about this Blood Demon Cave. I know that opening the portal can lead to another world, so I found this stone."
"But we knew it before we came here. We only know that we have to find the Blood Demon City in the Blood Demon Cave as soon as possible, otherwise it will be in danger." Xiahou Jianbai said.
As if he remembered something, Xiahou Jianbai began to take out a strange compass. The pointer on it kept swinging in nine directions, and finally settled on the front.
"Brother Yang, come with me!" Xiahou Jianbai said after putting away the compass.
Yang Huang agreed. There was no good place to go at the moment. Having this person leading the way was like nothing compared to him.
It's much better to spin around like a fly. There are strange red lines on the black mountains, as if some liquid is flowing.
Xiahou Jianbai looked at Yang Huang and asked, "Why did Brother Yang come to the Blood Demon Cave? You know this place is very dangerous!"
Yang Huang simply said that as a casual cultivator who wanted to find treasures here, Xiahou Jianbai actually believed this excuse. Through the conversation with Xiahou Jianbai, Yang Huang began to know some news about this place.
The Blood Demon Cave evolved from the body of the Blood Demon a long time ago. Because the Blood Demon is not contained by heaven and earth, and because it is powerful, it forms a world of its own independent of heaven and earth.
In the world of Blood Demon Cave, there are nine Blood Demon Cities, which are provided to creatures from the outside world. Resting in the Blood Demon City will not be corroded by the power of Blood Demon Cave.
Yang Huang saw a faint white halo slowly flowing around Xia Hou Jianbai's body, resisting attacks from outside forces.
Yang Huang found that he didn't seem to have much influence on the blood demon power that was eroding him. Xiahou Jian began to sweat on his forehead, and he seemed to be nervous and began to pace faster.
"Is there something wrong with Xiahou Jianbai?" Yang Huang couldn't help but ask.
Although he was very nervous, Xiahou Jianbai still answered Yang Huang's question, "Brother Yang, you must rush to the Blood Demon City before the Blood Sun disappears. Otherwise, after the Blood Sun disappears, the power of the Blood Demon here will be hundreds of times stronger.
Thousands of times, ordinary people are directly demonized!"
While using the dragon to dodge, Yang Huang took the time to look above his head and found that the originally huge bloody sun began to slowly fade away, leaving only a shadow. It seemed that the shadow would disappear after a while.
At the edge, Yang Huang began to see that in the basin in front, there was a white city standing here. Compared with the cities in the outside world, this city was much smaller. It was only the capital of a mortal country and was the size of an average city. Xiahou Jianbai couldn't help but relax.
One breath.
The Blood Demon City has no gates and only has a faint white halo. In a world where black and red are the main colors, the white city is very dazzling.
Having entered the Blood Demon City, Yang Huang noticed that his body felt light, as if a mountain had disappeared.
There were already a lot of people here, all talking in twos and threes. After taking one look at Yang Huang and the other two, they ignored them.