The figure behind the door was a tall and thin man with deep eyes. Zhang Yifeng smiled slightly as he listened to the voice.

"Uncle Master has changed again?"

"Of course, I didn't feel very comfortable with the one I had before, so I changed this guy, it was pretty good."

Listening to the faint voice of the tall and thin man, a cold flashed in Zhang Yifeng's heart.

The tall and thin man pulled down the oil lamp beside him, and immediately a secret passage leading to the underground appeared in front of everyone.

There were also many monks guarding the secret passage along the way, but there were master men leading the way, and no one dared to stop them.

Along the way, Zhang Yifeng estimated that most of them were cultivators from the Earth Fairyland, and only this tall and thin man was from the Real Fairyland.

It seems that I don’t want to attract too much attention. After all, a large number of true fairyland cultivators gathered together will inevitably alarm the lord of Chaoyang City.

Walking deeper, the master man stood in front of an iron gate, feeling the rich blood coming from inside, and his face showed excitement.

"The Blood God, who we have carefully studied for many years, is finally about to be born. From then on, the entire fairy world will be under our throne!"

The crazy and morbid laughter continued, and Zhang Yifeng looked at the tall and thin man with a sneer in his heart.

After a crazy laugh, the tall and thin man couldn't wait to sacrifice Mu Yan and Ouyang Zi to the Blood God, and hurriedly opened the iron door in front of him.

The moment the iron door opened, a rich blood qi rushed over, and Zhang Yifeng couldn't help but frown.

Following the tall and thin man into the room behind the iron gate, he saw a huge pool of blood in the room.

In the middle of the blood pool, a man whose pipa bone was penetrated was hung above the blood pool, absorbing the blood energy that was constantly floating in the blood pool below.

There are countless shriveled corpses floating in the blood pool, which shows how many innocent monks have been killed for this so-called blood god.

With his hands behind him, Zhang Yifeng clenched his fists hard, and his face became gloomy and unstable.

"Okay, my brother-in-law, hurry up and send these two people into the blood pool!"

The tall and thin man said with an excited look on his face, and just turned his head and saw a fist as big as a sandbag hitting his face.

With a loud bang, the tall and thin man hit the blood pool behind him, directly smashing the wall of the blood pool.

"Mr. Nephew, what are you doing!"

The tall and thin man looked at Zhang Yifeng in disbelief, not understanding why he was attacking him.

"Mr. Nephew? Your nephew is already waiting for you below."

With a sneer, Zhang Yifengfei grabbed the tall and thin man who had no ability to resist him, and threw him on the ground behind him with his backhand.

With a loud bang, the ground was cracked, and dense cracks continued to crack along the stone bricks under the master man.

After suffering such a heavy blow, the tall and thin man felt a spasm all over his body, and the bones on his body felt like they were split.

"You, who are you? You dare to ruin our good things. What are you watching next to you? Why don't you hurry up!"

The tall and thin man shouted angrily at the two Chaoyang monks beside him and ordered them to come forward to attack.

"Sorry, my senior brother, it's not that we don't want to help you, we can't protect ourselves."

Two monks of Chaoyang Sect looked coldly at the tall and thin man who was constantly crushed by Zhang Yifeng, and they all swallowed.

Fortunately, they are useful to Zhang Yifeng, otherwise, when they are in the secret realm, they will inevitably be treated like the tall and thin men now.

"You, you dare to betray the shell, you know the end of the betrayal!"

Listening to the threatening voice of the tall and thin man, the two shrugged helplessly.

If betrayal is discovered, it means death, but now if they help, they will die directly.

Either die directly or may die in the future. This choice is easy to make.

"This, you guys forced me!"

The tall and thin man shouted angrily, and suddenly his whole body burst suddenly.

The next second, a blood shadow flew out from the bursting blood light and flew directly into the body of the young man hanging above the blood pool.

In an instant, the young man opened his eyes and squeezed the iron hook hanging on the pipa bone with his arms.

"Strength, such a powerful force, but it hasn't reached the Heavenly Fairyland yet, it's all because of you!"

The young man's voice just now made the voice of a tall and thin man. The angry young man glanced at the people present and said with a cold look.

"You are all going to die here and give your life to my Blood God!"

After saying that, the young man let out a crazy laugh, and a blood-colored figure flashed, and appeared beside Zhang Yifeng, punching Zhang Yifeng.

The young man's ghostly speed made Zhang Yifeng a little unable to react, and he barely raised his hand to take the young man's attack.

When a powerful force came, Zhang Yifeng was directly hit by the young man and flew to the side wall, deeply sunk into the wall.

After temporarily dealing with Zhang Yifeng, the young man looked at the two Chaoyang Sect monks on the side.

"You can't forgive me, and all those who betray the shell will die!"

With a roar, the young man flew towards the two of them, his hands filled with blood.

"Hmm, the power is indeed very strong, but this is not your power, so it should be difficult to control it."

Suddenly, a low moan sounded, and the young man's movements suddenly stopped and he looked behind him in disbelief.

His just-in-one attack, even if he was a cultivator in the True Immortal Realm, he would be half-dead even if he did not die.

The young man looked back and saw that Zhang Yifeng, who was embedded in the wall behind him, had raised his head, and the whites of his eyes gradually turned black.

A stream of black air gushed out from Zhang Yifeng's body. In the blink of an eye, the spiritual energy and fairy energy on Zhang Yifeng's body were transformed into demonic energy and demon essence.

The swelling demonic energy wrapped around Zhang Yifeng, and his sharp hands tear the demonic energy apart. Zhang Yifeng, who had changed into a demonic form, appeared in front of everyone present.

"Demon, demon clan?!"

A look of astonishment flashed in the young man's eyes and he looked at Zhang Yifeng in disbelief.

"Impossible, how could the demon race still exist in the fairy world? You can't be..."

Before the young man could finish his words, Zhang Yifeng's figure had disappeared from the wall, and when he appeared again, he had already come behind the young man.

Feeling the surging demonic energy behind him, the young man turned around and punched Zhang Yifeng.

However, Zhang Yifeng was not afraid at all. The golden light burst out all over his body, and he fought with the young man in a fierce manner.

"Hahaha, what can you do if you are a demon? This little power is not enough."

With a loud roar, the young man's body was filled with blood, and his hands were strengthened, and he directly forced Zhang Yifeng back several steps with one punch.

"It's really interesting, but why do I feel a little bit difficult for you?"

Zhang Yifeng smiled slightly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and a golden light flashed again, and a faint shock sounded from Zhang Yifeng's body.
Chapter completed!