"After so many means, there should be no one. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info""There should indeed be no one, now we are waiting for the condensation of everyone's blood, and the condensation is complete when we finally get it in hand." "Haha, I'll congratulate Brother Long then. "Everywhere, it's all your Brother Song's help. In a secret room in the middle of nowhere, the two young monks congratulated each other, and at first glance, they were the two monks that Jing Feng had met in the tea field. I don't know how long it took, the two people who took a nap in the secret room stood up, walked out, and came to the sky above the blood sacrifice hall between a few gallops, at this time the blood in the hall had already been condensed and reduced, and there were few pitiful, and some places were enough to see the stone slab at the bottom, the two of them slowly fell, stepping on the bloody ground and walking towards the altar, the remaining blood around seemed to have life and automatically gave way, and finally rushed to the altar in the center, poured to the blood pool in the center of the altar, and the blood pool surged and rolled and finally condensed together. "It seems that things are going well. The so-called Brother Long smiled and said to Brother Song next to him. "Yes, when the time comes, we can go to the sea of clouds and gain true creation. "There should be just the two of us left in the hall. "Who are you?" Suddenly a weak voice sounded behind him. "Who?" the two of them turned around and asked when they heard the voice, they really couldn't be afraid, they had already cleaned up everyone, how could there be a voice. "It's you!" The two turned around and saw a bloodstained monk in a white robe who was panting, but it turned out to be Bai Wucheng, the head of the Yujiang Bai family. After seeing who it was, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief, it was really too scary just now, although they didn't know how Bai Wucheng survived, it was estimated that he used some secret method, but it was still within his acceptable range, but even if he survived, it didn't matter, he wouldn't live long if he looked like this. "Don't come here harmless, Master Bai!" the blue-clothed monk took care of it, but there was no trace of respect on his expression. "Who are you?Who planned all this, what do you want to do?" Bai Wucheng had already understood in his heart at this moment that someone had calculated them, so that all the people who came in to hunt for treasures were destroyed, and he also used the method of saving his life to survive, but he didn't live long, and now he just wanted to understand who was in charge of all this, and he wanted to understand that the obvious plan of the matter was the two people in front of him. "Let me die. Bai Wucheng obviously didn't have any hope for life, and he wanted to know everything with a simple sentence. "Wow. Anyway, the dying person is not afraid to leak anything, so he will tell you to let you understand it. "Come, Brother Song, tell this old thing. The commanding envoy who was called Brother Long commanded the companion next to him, obviously very happy. A trace of anger flashed in the eyes of the white-robed monk next to him, who should have been called Brother Song, obviously dissatisfied with his unreasonable orders, but then suppressed his feelings and stepped forward to tell Bai Wucheng eloquently. "We set up a bureau in this place where the Sword King fell, lure you over to fight and bleed, set up a bureau to wipe you out, and hope that the power of your blood is nothing more. "Could it be that this place where the Sword King fell is fake?" Bai Wucheng didn't believe it, he suddenly felt a chill, if even the thousand-year-old legend of the fall of the Sword King was fake, what an unpredictable means this should be, it could deceive everyone. It is precisely by using the legend of the fall of the Sword King and the miraculous effects of the Yujiang Tea Field to operate that you are convinced that this place of the Sword King's Fall contains treasures for the ages, otherwise how can we induce you to come to explore the treasure, not to mention how we can carve out such an underground hall without alarming others. Besides, you are stupid enough, we have been planning for so long, you don't even know at all, just now you even asked if this is such a ridiculous thing as the fall of the Sword King, if even you don't believe in local legends, who is afraid that we will doubt these things we do, even if there is doubt, it will be doubted by ourselves. "But ......" Speaking of this, the white-robed monk suddenly thought of something and paused, "It's a person who has discovered some of our secrets, but it's not your Yu Jiang's people, it's really ridiculous to think about you, it's not as good as a foreigner......" The white-robed monk said and thought of the little monk who Yu Jiang had discovered the secret, and somehow suddenly felt uneasy in his heart. It is impossible to make any mistakes in such meticulousness, but there is some uneasiness in my heart, and the sense of uneasiness is gradually expanding, maybe that kid is lying on his stomach and waiting for a blow to be hit. The white-robed monk shook his head, trying to drive away this thought, trying his best to suppress the uneasiness in his heart, perhaps because he had experienced something recently, and he was suppressed, and he couldn't help but laugh at himself a little. "But why are you doing this, tempting us to come here and kill what we are doing, these are thousands of lives, what do you want to do by ambushing everyone like this, is it for fun? Aren't you afraid of being damned?" Bai Wucheng couldn't help but be angry when he heard the other party's understatement, killing so many people as if it was nothing, this is the life of countless people, just kill them for their own selfish desires. Bai Wucheng was so angry that he couldn't help coughing, blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and a little ruddy appeared on his pale face. "If you call it, what if you kill them, I can't help but kill them, and I want to kill you. The white-robed monk didn't answer anything, but pointed out and hit Bai Wucheng on the forehead, and Bai Wucheng fell to the ground in response. "Brother Song, why should you be angry for a little person?" The blue-clothed monk saw that the white-robed monk had killed Bai Wucheng, so he slowly came over unhurriedly, and seemed to be well-intentioned to persuade him. "How can I not be angry, just like this, the little people still want to scream at me. The white-robed monk shouted, still angry, as if this anger was still directed at the fallen Bai Wucheng. "It's important to get down to business, you see the blood pool has been recovered, the blood is full, it's time. The white-robed monk changed the subject and said with a frown. When the blue-clothed monk heard this, he hurriedly looked at the blood pool, and sure enough, the blood pool had taken all the blood and was condensing, and the blood pool was thick and undulating at this moment. The two of them walked to the side of the pool of blood, "Quick, hurry up and drip your essence blood." The white-robed monk frowned. "But......" the blue-clad monk hesitated. "But what?" the white-robed monk was a little anxious, but his eagerness was well suppressed, and he said for the blue-robed monk with a look of concern: "Do you know how much we have prepared and paid for the blood of these people, and how much we have paid for the blood of these people, do you want to give up at this critical juncture? Do you know that only the blood of the Sword King and the blood of all beings can support you to go to the sea of clouds to win the supreme inheritance, how can you let these blood dissolve you if you don't add your essence blood dropwise?, how can you win that inheritance?" But if I drip my essence blood, I will be weak for a long time, and I may not be able to reclaim the inheritance by then. "What are you afraid of? Isn't it up to you to protect you? I'll protect you to enter and reach the temple to seize the inheritance. "Okay!, I listen to Brother Song, I hope Brother Song will protect my safety, and when the time comes, after I win the inheritance, I will definitely help you win the inheritance of the Sword King." The bluefriar gritted his teeth and said with determination. The blue-clothed monk closed his eyes for a long time, and suddenly a mouthful of blood protruded from his mouth towards the constantly tumbling blood pool, and after the blood went in, the blood pool boiled, obviously this mouthful of blood contained a large amount of a person's essence, and the blue-clothed monk's breath had already shrunk, and before he could breathe a sigh of relief, suddenly a blood hole protruded from his chest, and he suddenly felt that his strength was completely gone, and he who didn't believe it was about to turn his head, but he fell into the blood pool and disappeared. And at this moment, the white-robed monk's face was hideous, and he was holding a bloody dagger in his hand, "Stupid, do you really think that I will help you to win the supreme inheritance? Fusing into the blood pool with the bloodline of the ancient dragon will make it easier for me to win the inheritance, thank you for joining the ancient dragon bloodline in your essence blood, although there is only a little left, it is enough, otherwise with the power of my Song wind, I will not be able to keep you until today with your offense. "I should be the only one left in the hall, don't worry, I should be calm." This is called Song Zhifeng Monk to relieve his anger and said. I don't know how long it took for this monk named Song Zhifeng to calm down the anger in his heart, obviously that anger was on the blue-clothed monk who had been killed by him just now, but I don't know what this blue-clothed monk did to make him so angry on weekdays. "It's time. Song Zhifeng looked at the blood pool that was gradually calming down and was about to jump down, but unexpectedly, the blood of all beings in the blood pool was rapidly decreasing, as if something was frantically absorbing, Song Zhifeng saw the great urgency, he didn't know what was happening, and he didn't dare to jump for a while, seeing that the blood of all beings in the blood pool was getting less and less, he made up his mind to jump down, and a frozen human form appeared in the blood pool, as if there were people inside, sucking away the blood of all sentient beings. "Anyone else?" Song Zhifeng's eyelids jumped.

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