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Chapter 160: Pit Killing

"What is Gu Tailang trying to do?"

"Take the opportunity to attract people's hearts, or have another intention?" Ke Xiaoliang, who wanted to leave in the chaos, stayed again and stumbled among the crowd.

From the tenth floor, the entrance and exit are no longer blocked by the characteristic stone door.

Instead, a special teleportation array was set up.

Without a specific key to start, there are at least a hundred meters of thick rock layers between the tenth and the eleventh floors.

You should know that the Blood Demon Palace is not on the ground, but in mid-air.

Therefore, the continuous exploration of Blood Prison Valley is essentially not bounded by the ordinary ground or the underground, but has penetrated into a special secret realm.

The rocks in the secret realm are naturally not ordinary stones.

Even if you use magical powers and magic to shake it, it is difficult to damage the level.

However, Gu Tailang seemed to have a good understanding of this teleportation formation. He slightly changed several symbols on the formation, and then inserted a sword into the key.

Bloody light flowed from the teleportation array.

Gu Tailang took the lead in standing on the formation, and then said to the people behind him: "It will only be more dangerous to go down. Friends who have insufficient cultivation or who have not been seriously injured can stay. Everyone is good and has saved many fellow practitioners. Now that they stay, no one will think you are a coward."

"In this way, we only select a small team of less than ten people to continue going down. The others will take advantage of the chaos to kill the Blood Demon Palace first. Leave it for useful bodies so that everyone can eliminate the demons and defend the way together in the future!"

Gu Tailang's words were reasonable and well-founded. Those monks who were originally worried but were not able to withdraw due to their faces, all hesitated.

Then there are quite a few, choose to stay and exit.

Ke Xiaoliang was still wondering how to follow Gu Tailang to the eleventh level as a "little monk" in the Qi training stage.

But suddenly someone pointed at him and said, "There is a demon boy here. Although we have inherited his affection and were rescued by him, he has already used bad intentions and wants to use us to create chaos for the Blood Demon Palace. Speaking of which, we can be considered as a divorce from him."

"Senior Gu! You are going to the eleventh floor to rescue our righteous cultivators. I am afraid that they will be dangerous every step and murderous intent everywhere. It is better to bring this little demon cub and let him explore the way when he encounters danger."

There was a pandering sound around him.

Although some people expressed their opposition and believed that they should not be kind and repaid with hatred, they were drowned in a huge wave of identification.

If you still want to argue, you may be labeled as a big hat of sympathizing with the demon.

Gu Tailang did not insist, but agreed with the situation.

Although Ke Xiaoliang did nothing, he achieved his goal, but he was particularly unhappy.

So he recorded all the appearances of these people.

In addition to Ke Xiaoliang, the "demonic boy" used to explore the way, eight other monks were added to the team.

They are two cultivators who majored in formation, three cultivators with strong cultivation and not seriously injured, as well as a cultivator who majored in talismans and a cultivator who was very knowledgeable about the Blood Demon Sect.

Ten people stood on the teleportation array together.

In the flash of blood, everyone seemed to be trapped in the quicksand.

The next moment, he stood on another high platform.

The eleventh floor!

The four fields became empty.

What catches your eyes are the blood-colored crystal stone pillars all over the mountains.

These stone pillars all emit magnificent and weird red light, and some illusory shadows in the red light seemed to gather and disperse and float.

Occasionally, there will be a powerful aura that will quickly appear and disappear, causing everyone to sweat coldly.

Some extremely tall, about a hundred feet long, wearing black or golden armor, stand alone in the bloody and dreamy space.

The dry blood pool, the rotten breath, and some broken architectural traces have become embellishments that make up the entire special layout.

It doesn't seem simple here.

The eleventh floor of Blood Prison Valley does not seem to be a place to detain repetitions.

It's like a ruin.

Ke Xiaoliang's heart moved and thought of some possibility.

Then get ready.

A large amount of magic value is consumed, and one piece is exchanged for. A hundred-layer Vajra amulet worth 500,000 magic value is quietly attached to the body to trigger its effect.

“It looks so weird here!”

"Why doesn't it seem like a place where prisoners are imprisoned?" said in surprise. The monk who had a good understanding of the Blood Demon Palace.

"I heard that there are thirteen floors in the Blood Demon Palace in the Blood Demon Palace, among which the eleventh, twelfth and thirteenth floors contain many respected seniors in our righteous path. How could it be...what is wrong! Maybe this is a cage, but it is just a little special." Another righteous monk said.

Gu Tailang slowly closed the teleportation formation.

He used his feet to cut off the two talisman marks on the formation, and then said: "There are indeed eleven to thirteenth floors in Blood Prison Valley, but...those three floors are not here, but in the Blood Temple!"

"Blood Temple?" The righteous monks were surprised.

"Of course, in the Blood God Temple, the captured righteous masters are excellent materials for cultivators to practice. In the Blood God Temple, the oldest old guys in the Blood God Temple are all living in seclusion. It would be a pity that such good materials are not given to them!" Gu Tailang said in a strange and evil tone.

At this moment, everyone came to their senses.

Before there was any reaction, Gu Tailang had already started to attack.

He waved his palm, as if he was holding the Sky Sword.

The blade fell, everyone was cut off their necks and their heads flew up... except Ke Xiaoliang.

The hundreds of layers of Vajra Talisman on his body emitted a thick red and golden halo, which tightly blocked the extraordinary sharp sword light.

"In the lower house, Ke Xiaoliang, a disciple of Elder Song Qingwen of the Ten Demon Sect. He is ordered by the Great Elder of the Demon Wind Palace to rescue Senior Brother Gu." Ke Xiaoliang said.

"rescue?"

"I'm asking you to die! My master is so old, and his methods are so despicable, and he has not made any progress." Gu Tailang wiped his beard and continued to push forward with his arms, but his magic power was even more violent and powerful.

He actually wanted to kill Ke Xiaoliang even though he knew that he was his own person.

The sword light resisted the red and golden halo and made a harsh crunch.

The Vajra amulets stacked with hundreds of layers still seemed a little crumbling under the light of Gu Tailang's sword.

"Since the Blood Temple is the last three layers of Blood Prison Valley, then the eleventh layer of Blood Prison Valley is the Blood Temple that truly stores the Blood Sea Sutra and the blood of the ancient gods!"

"You threw yourself into the Hengdao Wenxin Sect and learned the three volumes of Tiandao, but you pretended to be the Blood Demon Palace and killed the entire Hengdao Wenxin Sect. Then, in the name of revenge, you went to the Blood Demon Palace alone... In order to get yourself locked up in the tenth floor of the Blood Prison Valley, waiting for the opportunity to seize the Blood Sea Sutra and the blood of the ancient gods... What I said is right?" Ke Xiaoliang quietly took out a hundred-layer glass amulet and pasted it on his body.

Seeing Ke Xiaoliang's "luxury" behavior, Gu Tailang finally stopped.

The surging and intense sword light slowly faded away and converged.

"You have a good mind and are the demonic boy of our Ten Demon Sects. The most important thing is that you still know how to keep your own trump cards, and you use these rare trump cards without hesitation."

"Not bad... Only a smart little devil like you are qualified to talk to me and listen to me tell a story!"
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