Chapter 068: Blood Sacrifice Ceremony!

Wang Yang's sword did not take the life of the strong man, but only smashed his spiritual veins, abolished his cultivation, and made him a defenseless waste. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wang Yang kept him, and it was a little useful.

"Oh no! The leader is defeated, what should I do?"

"Run away, there must be other martial artists from the Xuantian Sect coming. ”

Seeing that the sturdy man was defeated by a sword, the evil cultivators surrounding Wang Yang were surrounded by him, and after a commotion, they immediately scattered and fled.

"Don't even think about running away. ”

"Fight the stars!"

Wang Yang had long expected this situation, and the Dou Zhuan Star Shift was exerted to extreme speed, his figure flickered again and again, and the light of Dao Daosen's cold sword flashed, and every time he appeared, it was accompanied by the death of an evil cultivator.

At the same time, the demon vine rushed from the west of the village and town, and those evil cultivators who originally thought they had escaped did not understand what was going on, and they were directly pierced through the head by the demon vine one by one.

Wang Yang and Demon Teng respectively launched a fierce pursuit towards the evil cultivators who fled in all directions.

The evil cultivators who broke into this village and town were killed one after another in the process of fleeing, leaving behind bloody corpses.

Burst!

On a slope a few hundred meters away from the village.

Wang Yang, who was stained with a lot of blood on his body, swept by at great speed, and the cloud iron sword slashed out, killing the last evil cultivator who escaped from the village and town, and immediately ran towards the village and town.

In the villages and towns, the demon vine had already killed all the evil cultivators who fled in the direction where it was, and was devouring the flesh and blood essence of those evil cultivators everywhere.

The demon vine seemed to be very fond of those blood cultivation blood, and from time to time there were fluctuations of cheers.

"Who are you here who are in charge?"

Wang Yang returned to the open space of the village and town, cut the ropes on the bodies of several warriors, and let them untie the ropes of the others themselves.

"Old decay Dulwich, thank you for saving your life!"

An old man in his seventies and eighties, who has cultivated to be five times the day after tomorrow, after untying the ropes on his body, he kowtowed to Wang Yang gratefully.

Behind the old man, the rescued villagers also knelt down and kowtowed in thanksgiving.

"There are a lot of evil cultivators who have died here, and the other party may send someone to come, just in case, you should leave here for the time being and go to those big cities to take refuge. ”

Looking at the villagers who still had a deep fear on their faces, Wang Yang sighed lightly in his heart.

In a world where the strong are respected, if you don't have enough strength, you can only live in fear.

If he hadn't happened to come today, these people would have died.

After finishing speaking, Wang Yang carried the sturdy evil cultivator whose cultivation had been abolished and entered a house.

Immediately afterward, the terrible howls of the strong man's evil cultivators continued to sound from the house, apparently being tortured.

After a while, Wang Yang, whose clothes were stained with a lot of blood, walked from the house.

"Blood Sacrifice Ceremony!"

In Wang Yang's eyes, a cold light flickered.

From the mouth of the sturdy evil cultivator, he learned that the evil cultivator organization behind him was preparing to conduct a blood sacrifice ceremony.

They attacked this village and town this time in order to bring back more 'blood sacrifices'.

And this village is not the only one that has been attacked.

The goal of their plan, as well as dozens of surrounding villages and towns, is to bring back at least tens of thousands of people to hold a blood sacrifice ceremony.

"If you go back to the sect to report, it will take at least ten days to go back and forth, and their blood sacrifice will definitely be over by then, it is just a branch organization, and there is no existence of the innate realm, I should be able to deal with it." ”

After groaning slightly, Wang Yang escorted the villagers to the official road.

Immediately, he left the official road and entered an ancient forest on the side of the road, and according to what the strong man and evil cultivator said, he found a hidden path.

This path leads to the hidden place of the cult organization.

Wang Yang took off the clothes of the true disciple of Xuantian Sect, changed into ordinary clothes, and quickly walked along the path.

……

When Wang Yang sneaked into the evil cultivation organization, there was a stone pavilion on a peak dozens of miles away from him.

Duanmu Feiyu stood quietly in the stone pavilion, admiring the beautiful scenery of the mountain peaks surrounded by clouds and mist below.

After about half an hour, Duanmu Feiyu's ears suddenly moved, and he tilted his head slightly and looked at the sky to the left.

I saw that in mid-air, a black shadow appeared quickly, flying at an extremely fast speed.

That black light turned out to be a huge flying demon beast with four wings and sharp long claws on its abdomen.

On top of the flying demon beast, stood a young man wearing animal skin, shirtless, muscular, and with a rough face.

The young man looked to be in his early twenties, as old as Duanmu Feiyu, surrounded by a domineering and ferocious momentum, and his qi and blood were monstrous, like a desolate ancient beast, which made people's hearts frighten.

"Haha, Feiyu, you're still so punctual. ”

When the flying demon beast flew close to the stone pavilion, the rough young man jumped directly from the back of the flying demon beast, like a boulder, and smashed it hard outside the stone pavilion, and two deep footprints immediately appeared on the bluestone ground.

"It's because you're too slow, although your Hundred Beast Palace doesn't have a force here, it doesn't take so long to inquire about the gathering point of an evil cultivator, right?

Duanmu Feiyu tilted his head slightly, looking at the young man with the faint smell of fresh blood on his body, and said in a slight surprise.

"A group of guys who don't know whether they are alive or dead actually dared to ambush me secretly and were all slaughtered by me, so it took some time. ”

The young man in the animal skin grinned, and his white teeth were faintly stained with blood.

"Outsiders only know that your generation of the Hundred Beast Palace has produced a beast king Rahu, but you have forgotten you, the son of the beast emperor, Long Mink, you are willing to be under Rahu all the time?"

Duanmu Feiyu asked with a gentle smile on his face.

"Our Hundred Beast Palace has always been respected by the strong, there is no so-called bloodline inheritance, since I was defeated by Rahu, he is naturally justified as the beast king. ”

The dragon marten smiled heartily, and his heart was straightforward, without the slightest falsehood.

"I advised you at the beginning, don't challenge the crown prince Yan Tianwu at the top of the Tianjiao list, you didn't listen, and you were seriously injured by Yan Tianwu, if not, why would you be defeated by Luo Hu. ”

Duanmu Feiyu shook his head slightly, and said helplessly.

"Yan Tianwu!"

Hearing the name of the Great Yan Dynasty and the crown prince Yan Tianwu, Long Mink's rough face showed a very strong battle intent and muttered to himself.

"Don't think about challenging Yan Tianwu anymore, I heard Yan Tianyu say that he had already gone to the 'Hundred Nations Battlefield' two years ago, if he was still alive now, he should have advanced to the Venerable Realm. ”

Duanmu Feiyu saw Long Mink's expression, and knew what he was thinking, and shook the white fan lightly.

"Hundred Nations Battlefield, isn't it time to open the door of the battlefield yet, why did he enter it early?"

The dragon marten's face was startled, and he asked suspiciously.

"Who knows, maybe it's the Great Yan Imperial Family, there are some special means. ”

Duanmu Feiyu shook his head slightly, but there was also a faint hint of yearning in his plain gaze.

The battlefield of the Hundred Kingdoms, that is the place where the Tianjiao figures of hundreds of great countries gather.

But all those who are gifted with outstanding talents yearn to enter that world and break through.

The heroes who became famous on the battlefield of the Hundred Kingdoms will almost all become super-overlords who control a country or even a domain in the future.

"It seems that only after I enter the battlefield of the Hundred Kingdoms, I will go to him to wash away the shame of defeat!"

Long Mink's tone was confident and powerful, as if he had seen the battle scene between the future and Yan Tianwu.

"Long Mink, what are you specifically asking me to come to Houtian County this time?

Seeing Long Mink's unyielding appearance, Duanmu Feiyu couldn't help but chuckle, and immediately asked curiously.

Based on Duanmu Feiyu's understanding of Long Mink, Long Mink wanted to deal with an evil cultivation organization, but he was just a matter of being captured, and he didn't need to be specially invited to come at all.