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A huge palace stands underground, with the air of antiquity.

In the front hall of the palace, the ground is made of white jade, and the center is hollowed out, replaced by a wide pool of blood, in which the blood is constantly boiling, extremely viscous, weird, and very fresh.

Blood is drawn from living people and injected into the pool from connected tubes.

The palace was heavily guarded, all dressed in blood-colored armor, with helmets covering their faces, revealing only dark red tyrannical eyes.

These guards are demonized monks who have become minions of demon cultivators. They are all machines that have been stripped of all emotions and intellect of human nature, and are born purely for the sake of killing.

There was a beautiful woman standing next to the blood pool, she was wearing a black gauze dress, with countless blood-colored flames on it, **** her feet, and her eyes were staring at the blood pool.

"Well, tomorrow is the night of the full moon, when the **** is opened, as long as the last batch of sacrifices completes the sacrifice, this blood sacrifice will be a complete success, and when the time comes, in front of this great merit, see who can compete with me for the position of the saint!"

Her bright red Kodan tapped her red lips, and she couldn't tell which one was more red and seductive.

"Giggle-"

A few kilometres east of the palace is the prison, where countless people have been imprisoned for blood sacrifices, some of them looking indifferent, some of them desperately trying to leave, and some of them weeping and lamenting their fate......

There are many kinds of beings, and so on.

"Bang bang bang-"

The sound of a heavy object falling sounded, and a few people looked at it indifferently, but many more people didn't care, but it was just another group of people who were arrested.

The open space of the prison revealed the figures of several people, it was the Demon Cultivator Elder and the four coffin bearers, as soon as they were transferred to their base camp, the Elder threw Ning Qingqiu and the few captured monks into a prison.

With a shake of his hand, he withdrew the Ten Thousand Poison Cords.

"I warn you, be honest. It is your honor to be able to participate in this plan as a sacrifice, and those who are obedient can die quickly, otherwise, they will wait to be drained and refined!"

"At that time, reincarnation was an extravagant hope!"

These last few people are in hand, the number of sacrifices is enough, he has to hurry up and return to Wusheng Lan, and when Wusheng Lan becomes a saint, he, as a hardcore supporter of Wusheng Lan competing for the position of saint, will naturally ascend to heaven and follow the rising tide.

At that time, his status in the sect will naturally not be the same.

Elder Chi's heart was on fire.

Qingqiu was thrown to the ground, and he added this account to his heart. Gazing intently at his surroundings.

They don't know where they are, but they can tell that this is a place where they are being held, and although the poison is collected, it does not mean that they are free.

Qingqiu took a closer look, the prison or cage of the prisoners was huge, each of which could hold dozens of people to hundreds of people, and the cage seemed to be made of a kind of wood, and the black and dark wooden material was the thickness of a child's arm.

Qingqiu doesn't think it's just for viewing.

Elder Chi was about to leave after saying cruel words, when someone shouted for mercy, but most of these people were mortals who had not cultivated in their bodies, and they had already been frightened.

As for the monks who were captured, they were separated and imprisoned by mortals, they just looked at these demon monks coldly, and they didn't do useless work.

The righteous demon is a mortal enemy.

Elder Chi likes the appearance of these people shrouded in fear, resentment, fear, and other negative emotions of people are undoubtedly a great supplement for the blood sacrifice!

He laughed and walked away with the coffin bearer.

Qingqiu asked Mingyuan next to him softly: "Do you know the origin of this cage wood?"

Before Mingyuan could speak, a pale monk next to him had already spoken.

"Don't bother with it, this is the famous Ebony Wood. Its quality is incomparably light, and it can float on the surface of the water. But once it is poured into the aura, it will be as heavy as Mount Tai, with the power of ten thousand tripods, which cannot be shaken by human beings, and the shell is also very hard. ”

"These demon cubs have been infused with spiritual power before they lock us in, and what's even more terrifying is that the black wood will become heavier and harder as our spiritual power becomes heavier and harder, and it can't be opened at all. If you don't use Reiki, we can't destroy it, and if you do, it will only get worse and worse, so don't expect to get out. ”

"Soon, we will be sacrificed like those before us!"