"Three months, I've been dead for three months. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Lin Xiu muttered and looked at his chest, three months ago, his childhood sweetheart's girlfriend directly pierced this place with a sword.

However, Lin Xiu did not die, his body was sent to this ghost place and became a corpse slave who nourished the demon fetus with flesh and blood.

"Lin Yan'er, you and I have been together for eighteen years, but you betrayed me in order to become the young lady of the Yun family, one day I will set foot in the Yun family and make you regret your previous betrayal for the rest of your life!"

Lin Xiu clenched his fists, his teeth clenched tightly, and it took a long time before he slowly let go, his face slightly helpless.

"This looks like no one or a ghost, let alone revenge, it's good to save your life. ”

With a long sigh, Lin Xiu looked up, the wind was blowing, a few dead leaves were falling, and in front of him, in the narrow valley, there were two hundred young men and girls standing densely.

Everyone was pale, like the walking dead, or rather, they were the walking dead.

This valley is between the mountains, and it is the residence of the Blood Demon Temple, the first demon sect of the empire, and on the first day that Lin Xiu and the others were captured, a demon fetus was injected into their bodies.

This so-called demon fetus is like a seed, sucking essence blood, and when the human body becomes a dry corpse, it is put into another host body until it matures and harvests, and is used to refine magic weapons, or for the disciples of the Blood Demon Temple to absorb.

Therefore, if you want to live, you have to cultivate to the death and feed the demon fetus.

"Two pieces of black blood, half a month of cultivation is not enough for the demon fetus to suck for a day, within ten days, I will definitely die!" Lin Xiu's face was full of solemnity.

"What are you doing in a daze?"

At this moment, an indifferent voice came from his side.

It was a graceful woman, covered with a black veil, but her eyes were as clear as the moonlight.

Her name is Feng Xueyan, and she is covered with cold, just like the ice peak snow lotus, rejecting people thousands of miles away, although she can't see her face, but a fool can guess that behind the black veil, there is a worldly face at all times.

"I'll have a few days to live. Lin Xiu's voice was flat, and when he said that he was dead, he didn't seem to be talking about himself.

"I won't let you die!"

"Why?" Lin Xiu was stunned.

"Only I can take your life. ”

Lin Xiu was stunned for a moment, turned his head and saw that Feng Xueyan's beautiful eyes were still cold, and said helplessly: "It's good to die in your hands." ”

Feng Xueyan's eyebrows furrowed, her red lips opened slightly, but she didn't speak.

"When I die, you can absorb my demon fetus, if you cultivate to a high level, you will be able to get rid of the body of the black blood corpse slave if you go further, and when you are promoted to a blue-blooded demon master, the chances of entering the demon hall will be much greater. ”

"Who wants your demon fetus!"

Feng Xueyan's willow eyebrows were raised, and just about to refute, there was a sudden sound of "da-da" footsteps outside the valley.

The whole valley fell silent.

Outside the valley, a middle-aged man walked in, holding a scythe in his hand, and the black blood on the knife "snapped" and smashed on the ground.

The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi didn't speak, he approached and pressed against everyone's faces, looking carefully one by one, with a smile on his face.

Everyone held their breath and didn't dare to take a breath.

"Zhao Tu!" Lin Xiu's heart tightened, this guy was a disciple of the Blood Demon Palace, in charge of this Demon Cultivation Valley, and held all the power of life and death.

Although Zhao Tu was only a disciple of the outer sect of the Blood Demon Palace, with his five-stage blue-blooded demon master realm, it would not take a few seconds to kill everyone here.

"Today, the Demon Temple has come to the Demon Palace, and the Demon Decree has been transmitted, and within two months, you will be harvested as a batch of Demon Fetuses. ”

After a long time, Zhao Tu finally spoke, his voice was extremely indifferent, for him, these guys in front of him were a group of raised pigs, ready to be slaughtered at any time.

As soon as his voice fell, the crowd suddenly erupted in a large number of discussions.

"What, harvest the demon fetus? How to harvest, the demon fetus is not mature yet!"

"Don't say two months, even if it's half a year, it's impossible to mature!"

"But it's impossible to change the order of the Demon King Palace!"

Everyone was shocked, the highest cultivation here, that is, the ninth rank of black blood, even if they cultivated hard, they would not be able to feed the demon fetus to maturity within two months.

As for the demon fetus in Lin Xiu's body, it has not even been formed, let alone matured.

In fact, the demon fetus is a heart.

This continent is full of rich heaven and earth energy, there are three kinds of "aura", "dead qi" and "soul qi", those who cultivate death qi are demons, those who cultivate spiritual qi are martial arts, and those who cultivate soul qi are soul paths.

There is a heart palace in the heart of a practitioner, the size of a walnut, which is used to store energy, and each heart palace can only absorb one type of energy, and according to the different energy absorption, it is called "Demon Dao Heart Palace", "Martial Dao Heart Palace" or "Soul Dao Heart Palace".

Generally speaking, one heart and one palace, but there will be exceptions: or one heart and two palaces, both martial arts and soul paths, or the heart palace strange shape, Buddha lotus-shaped, Zen bead-shaped, unicorn-shaped, flame-shaped, etc., this kind of strange heart palace is called a strange palace.

There are very few people who have a strange palace, all of them are unparalleled Tianjiao, they will be fought over by major sects, and their future achievements are unimaginable.

"Hey......

There was a lot of noise around, but Zhao Tu was unexpectedly not angry, he laughed darkly, squinted and looked around, raised the blood sickle in his hand, and said gloomily, "Don't worry, within two months, I will let the demon fetus mature." ”

Lin Xiu's face changed suddenly, yes, normal cultivation within two months will definitely not be able to make the demon fetus mature, unless it ......

As soon as Zhu Ren's thoughts surged in Lin Xiu's mind, Zhao Tu's indifferent voice rang out:

"Today, only half of it survives!"

……

"Only half of them can survive today, and those who survive can refine the demon fetus of the dead. Zhao Tu swept through everyone and said with a cruel smile.

Hearing this, most of the people were as dead as ashes, and their eyes were full of despair.

Lin Xiu's face was also pale and colorless, but his right hand was quietly raised and placed on his waist.

Now his strength is at the bottom here, once he falls into a fight, he will definitely die!

Seemingly satisfied with everyone's fear of him, Zhao Tuyin smiled, "Therefore, whether you can live for two more months depends on ......."

"Ahh

A rapid and terrible scream interrupted Zhao Tu's words.

The atmosphere was already tense, and the screams in the crowd made everyone even more shocked, and they turned back suddenly.

I saw that at the end of the crowd, a young man was pierced through the chest with a dagger, his face was full of consternation, he didn't know until he died, who was the person who dared to kill someone when Lord Zhao Tu was talking?

His body slowly fell, and the slightly emaciated figure behind him appeared in everyone's sight.

Everyone looked at Lin Xiu with a stunned expression, and Feng Zhiyan on his side also stared at him with a pair of wonderful eyes.

Lin Xiu didn't say a word, raised his head, and stared at Zhao Tu tightly.

Zhao Tu's face was gloomy and terrifying, and the killing intent in his heart was also surging at this time, here, no one dared to kill someone when he spoke!

At this moment, Lin Xiu only felt that there seemed to be a three-foot sword hanging high above his head, and it would fall down at any time.

(Strength Level:

Demon Dao: Demon Slave, Demon Master, Demon General, Demon King, Demon Sect, Demon Emperor, Demon Venerable, Demon King, Demon Ancestor;

Lingdao: Lingshi, Lingshi, Lingjiang, Lingwang, Lingzong, Linghuang, Lingzun, Lingjun, and Sage. Each level is divided into nine turns. Among them, the first and second turns are also known as the low level, the third and fourth turns are also known as the intermediate level, the fifth and sixth seven turns are also known as the high level, and the eight or nine turns are also known as the top level)