Brother Hai looked at the girl who was smiling at him with sad eyes. He glared at him and roared: "Who is the monster? How dare you do this?"

In the palm, what is moving is no longer the extremely thick and extremely strong palm force, but a soft force.

一掌拍出,犹如春风拂面,细雨沾衣.

指在束缚囚禁,而非破坏摧毁.

The girl dodged with flexible steps. This body technique that was previously taught by Brother Hai was now so brilliant that the girl used to use, and even transformed into several phantoms.

“海大哥!你忘了吗?”

"You also drank my daughter Hong. You also peeked at me washing my feet by the stream..." The girl flickered between the mountains and forests, standing on the tops of the trees and laughed like silver bells.

But the laughter was scattered in this gloomy forest, and with the scene of corpses everywhere, there was only indescribable weirdness.

Brother Hai opened his palm and sucked a scimitar from the ground. The man stepped on the branches and slashed towards one place.

刀光好似月光,温柔若水,却冰冷锋芒.

Such a gentle sword light has a magical nature that cannot be described completely in words.

But he just cut off a strand of hair and a string of silver bells.

Looking at the figure walking away quickly as the treetops, Brother Hai was so angry that he chased after him.

断天崖上凌云窟.

At this time, a large number of Blood Demon Palace members were gathering here.

They poured buckets of plasma into Lingyun Caves, and watched the bright red blood seep into the rock formations, and they were full of expectations.

"It's not enough! It's not enough! It's needing more blood." An elder standing at the entrance of the cave said loudly.

"Elder, all the hundreds of people who have just been captured have been killed, and the blood is squeezed into pieces. There is no movement yet... Have we been deceived?" a disciple from the Blood Demon Palace asked in a low voice.

The disciple questioned the elder. If such a thing is in the Ten Demon Sect, then this disciple will not be able to die unless the backstage is very tough.

不过在血魔宫,却又不同.

The special nature of the martial arts in the Blood Demon Palace leads to a connection between the master and the disciple, and even to some extent, they become each other's "incarnation".

If the teacher falls unexpectedly, the accumulated blood energy will be inherited to the disciples who are related to him.

If a disciple dies, as long as his soul is still there, he will return to the blood pool of the teacher and reborn into a new bloody life in the blood pool of the teacher.

Some people even said that the entire Blood Demon Palace can be strictly considered a whole.

All different personalities, different thoughts, and different souls actually belong to one place and originate from one person.

Of course, this statement has not been confirmed, and the Blood Demon Palace has always denied this to the public.

Even if this is not the case, the relationship between the master and disciple of the Blood Demon Palace, the elders and juniors is relatively relaxed, not as tense as the Ten Demon Sects.

The elder standing at the entrance of the cave snorted coldly: "Being deceived? You have also seen those strange flesh and blood. This is a huge opportunity that has never been seen in our Blood Demon Palace. Every drop of blood... Every piece of flesh contains such abundant magical power. Once we analyze the mystery, our Blood Demon Palace will rise, and then every drop of blood will be poisoned by the sea of ​​blood we have raised."

"If there is not enough blood, I will catch people again. If there are not enough hundreds of them, I will catch thousands of them. If there are not enough thousands of them, I will catch tens of thousands of them... In short, we need to fill this cave with blood. Only then will this real treasure hidden deep at the bottom of this cave reveal its trace."

"Only in enough blood, we will not be disturbed by it, cursed by it, and become monsters."

"But elders... we have begun to attract the attention of the martial arts world in the world, and the six gates are already chasing us. There are more than twenty famous masters in the righteous path of the world, and they are investigating and chasing us... There should be those monks in the righteous path. Continuing to kill the indigenous people here on a large scale will probably cause a greater backlash and make us unable to stay in this world." The disciple persuaded him bitterly.

The elder hesitated for a moment, then said, "You go and tell the palace master that you will send more disciples to this world at all costs. We need more staff... If it really doesn't work, just use your own disciples to make up for it. Damn... Why is this world not the underlying world? But you have to pay the plot point when you enter here?"

The disciple was about to stand at the entrance of the cave and committed suicide by bloodshed and left the world.

But the elder said, "Wait... I'll go back in person! I'll report this to the palace master in person. Here... you can watch first. If there are outsiders who want to forcibly break through, you can kill them."

After saying that, he took out a few Mitsubishi thorns with blood grooves, selected the locations of several major arteries, and pierced them into them.

Blood surging out and pouring into the bottomless cave.

The elder's own consciousness returned to his original body, and then quickly stepped towards the main hall of the Blood Demon Palace.

半个时辰后,血魔宫彻底的动员起来.

Even outsiders such as Wang Yu, Qin Ge can feel the "excitation" of the entire Blood Demon Palace.

The envoys of the Blood Demon Palace, who did not have an extremely clear position on the Ten Demon Sect, the Heavenly Demon Sect and even the Imperial Vessel Sect, also set out one after another.

They are going to go to various factions, exchanging more blood talismans for their interests, and even exchanging a large number of plot points.

“如我所料,血魔宫果然疯了!”

"The body turns into a sea of ​​blood, reborn with blood drops, immortality of the body, and uncorrupted spirit... These are all qualities that monks in the Blood Demon Palace can possess after they reach a certain level of cultivation. These powerful qualities, which I don't even need to collect specifically, will naturally be heard from many people. However, the weaknesses or shortcomings of monks in the Blood Demon Palace are also very obvious. They have thick blood, long life, and are resistant to life... They are not good at fighting! Or in other words, the direction of their practice limits their development of combat power."

"The consequence of spreading the spirit to the sea of ​​blood and spreading the vitality to every drop of blood is that it is impossible to twist the spirit into a rope and form a strong combat power. This is a question of choice, whether to choose to live or to choose to be strong. The Blood Demon Palace chose the former, so it can only give up the latter. But now I have given them a brand new choice."

"On the Cliff of Duantian and outside the Lingyun Cave, the flesh and blood that were only infected can be combined, derived, or even spread terror, and become powerful. This naturally makes up for the shortcomings of the Blood Demon Palace, so even if it is only one-tenth of the possibility, they are still willing to take a gamble to dig out the final part, then study it thoroughly, and integrate it into their own practice system."

"They are willing to believe that once the monks of the Blood Demon Palace sprinkle every drop of blood is like a poison, which will make people distorted, crazy, and collapse. Then the Blood Demon Palace will become one of the most difficult people to provoke in the entire world of cultivation. Because they are not only strong in vitality, but also extremely destructive and aggressive." Ke Xiaoliang held a teacup with a spirit spring wolfberry and looked at the cultivators of the Blood Demon Palace who were rushing around. His expression was confused and curious inquiry, without any flaws.
Chapter completed!