Zichuan Lubing Yerou practiced Zixia and the four of them fought against the white-clothed scribe, and they did not fall behind, Liu Hao was held in Leng Wushuang's arms, and he had been in a coma for a long time, his whole body was as cold as ice, and his breath was like a gossamer.

Among the several people, Leng Wushuang seemed to be the commander, and Pan Jian was thinking of rescuing Liu Hao.

"It shouldn't be the man in yellow who did it, if he has this ability, how can he still be killed by Liu Hao, at the worst, when the sword is added, it will be called to break Liu Hao's secret method."

Pan Jian paced back and forth, and from time to time looked at the five people who were fighting in the dark, the white-clothed scribe was so fast that he couldn't even touch the shadow when he moved, and he relied on this to make a draw.

Otherwise, he would have been killed by Zichuan earlier.

"If it's not the big man in yellow, could it be the old man in purple at the front?"

Leng Wushuang slowly raised his eyes: "Brother Pandao, you are still close to you, I think Liu Hao's situation will be pushed further." ”

"Further on? Is it at the foot of Hutu Mountain? Pan Jian frowned.

"No, it could be a disaster in the Blood Refining City......"

Leng Wushuang remembered that night when Liu Hao came back from the Fog Harbor, and that Ye Xi got the poison control god general from the Fog Harbor, and guessed that Liu Hao might have a problem with the fusion of the Demon Realm Poison Mother.

"Poisonous Mother ......" Pan Jian said in a deep voice, "He is invincible to all poisons, but he melts the poisonous mother, could it be that two forces collide in his body?" ”

"Perhaps, but he doesn't have the poison now, and maybe it's not like this."

Leng Wushuang couldn't guess, the temperature in the palm of his hand was getting lower and colder, God knew what kind of torture Liu Hao was experiencing, but he was no longer trembling. What's going on here?

"Kill the white-clothed scribe first, and then I'll go up to help in the battle."

Pan Jian drew his long sword and stepped forward, Leng Wushuang glanced at it. Although the scribe seems to be at ease, he is already at the end of his crossbow, and unless there is another change, it is only a matter of time before he is defeated and dies.

lowered his eyes and looked at Liu Hao in his arms......

A magnificent temple towers over the grassland, and the statue of two tiger-shaped beasts stands outside the temple. Thousands of steps seem to test the faith of the comer, and the afterglow of the setting sun falls on the roof of the temple, like the divine light. Bathe slowly.

Thick and solemn pillars are erected outside the temple, a total of twelve, representing the twelve gods in this temple, and the weeds outside the temple have grown as tall as one man. Shake with the wind. Rustling.

No one knows where this temple came from, how it was erected, and who built it.

It seems that since this grassland, no, when this grassland was not a grassland, this temple has existed, and it is as ancient as heaven and earth.

Look at the form. It has the head of both the immortal and demon families, and there are two pairs of blood mist wings of the Shura clan on the top of the hall. Let it be solemn with some coldness.

Liu Hao looked up and slowly walked up the steps.

Four thousand nine hundred steps?

Standing outside the hall, the giant pillar that is 100 meters high, with some words engraved on it, at a glance, I was shocked, it was the words on the two bamboo slips guarded by the one-horned dragon.

It seems to be recording the life experience of the gods represented by each giant pillar, and after reading the twelve giant pillars, Liu Hao walked into the hall.

There are twelve sitting statues of gods, and the person in the middle is holding a tower-shaped magic weapon, wearing a magic robe, and the law is solemn, and he looks like a middle-aged immortal. On the left is a young fairy, with long sleeves and a kind smile, and on the right?

How could there be a demon statue here, and it was ......

The deity of the Shura clan, judging from his appearance, is still two or three points similar to Jessi Yerou, could it be the ancestor of the Shura Demon Emperor?

Wait a minute!

Liu Haohuo walked back to the sitting statue in the middle, and after a closer look, he was even more shocked in his heart.

It's so similar! It's so similar!

This statue is exactly the same as counting days, could it be that this statue is the ancestor of counting days?

Looking all the way over, I found two other demon statues, one is the ancestor of Zichuan, and the other is the ancestor of the Yaksha Demon Emperor. Of the twelve statues, three are from the demon race.

Judging from the position of the statue, the statue of the Shura clan leaning on the right side of the statue of the ancestors of counting days has a very high status, and then the ancestors of Zichuan and the ancestors of the Yaksha Demon Emperor.

What is this temple, or this temple?

Liu Hao took a breath in disbelief and walked towards the hall.

The twelve statues of the gods are depicted on the walls, and it is clearer than the outside that they are frescoes, and there is no need to guess through the words.

The statue in the middle rides on a large eagle, holding the tower-shaped magic weapon in one hand and a handle in the other......

No way!

Liu Hao was shocked, pulled out the sword of departure, his hand trembled unconsciously, the gem at the hilt of the sword, the appearance of the sword body, is not the sword of departure.

The sword is separated from the sword, and under the sword, the head is separated.

This sword is actually from the strongest person in this temple?

Suddenly, the sword shot out of the human sword, illuminating the gray inner hall, and I saw that the mural seemed to be alive, and under the leadership of the strongest, the eleven strong men were killing a group of strangely shaped villains.

These people are not like fierce beasts, with a layer of floating clouds floating below their waists, as if they were riding clouds and mist, and as if they were originally born from floating clouds.

The battle was extremely fierce, first the statue of the ancestor of the Yaksha Demon Emperor fell to the ground, followed by the statue of the dragon clan, and at the same time four or five monks fell.

In the end, when there were still four people left, the strongest man finally threw out the pagoda and sucked those villains into the tower, and saw that a cloud of colorful fireworks burned inside the tower in turn, and those villains were finally refined into small pills and fell to the ground.

And a monk who was not a statue secretly ran over to pick up the small pill and eat it, and then saw that the monk was red and purple all over, and ran away without a trace.

The corpses on the ground were all saved, and those demons knelt down and kowtowed to the strongest, and the strongest seemed to be talking about the monk, and the three demons took their clansmen to chase the monk.

The more Liu Hao looked at it, the more frightened he became, according to the picture in this picture, could that little monk be the Tongtian Demon Venerable?

The rest of the monks are ......

Fairy Cave!!

Is this place a fairy cave?

Liu Hao looked up at the top of his head and saw countless brilliant gems set on the top of the temple. Combined into the word immortal.

Oh my God, this is the Cave of the Gods?

The Cave of the Immortals was originally a temple, not a cave? Isn't it a blessing?

No......

Wrong. The word fairy does not mean that this is the cave of immortals.

It's just that these statues have a great relationship with the Immortal Cave, with counting the days, with Zichuan, with Jessi, and with the Yaksha Demon Emperor.

The powerhouses of the demon clan and the powerhouses of the heavenly realm were enshrined in a temple, Liu Hao never expected it.

Look at the huge incense burner in front of the statues. The ash on it had long since turned into a clay-like lump, so he sighed and pulled out some incense candles from the storage ring. Ignited and plugged in above.

"Seniors, I don't know why I'm here, and I ask my seniors to bless my juniors......"

Rumble!

Liu Hao was halfway through his words, when he saw the statue of the strongest man collapse. Surprised. Exiting the temple, even the statues of the young woman fell to the ground, one after the other, and all the statues in the temple were reduced to rubble.

All the way down to the bottom of the steps, even the temple began to collapse.

Even the two beast statues in front of the steps fell to the ground, shattering into hundreds of pieces.

Liu Hao was both shocked and stunned in his heart, looking at the temple that was still magnificent before, turned into a pile of rubble. I don't know what to say.

At that moment, a few stars flew up from the ruins. Condensed in the air into a row of words.

"The temple is not a physical object, it is really a gathering of divine consciousness, those who are destined to enter the temple, experience the words in the temple, if they can solve it, they can stand in the fairy cave and become an immortal for all generations, if not, they have to go through the difficulty of refining blood......"

What is the difficulty of blood refining?

What does this difficulty of refining blood have to do with the Blood Refining City?

Liu Hao didn't have time to think about it, and watched the empty Chinese characters continue to appear: "If you can get through the difficulty of refining blood, you will also have a small success, and you will also have a chance to ascend the Immortal Cave, otherwise, you will fall into the demon path and sink forever." ”

This......

Liu Hao still opened his mouth, and he felt a pain all over his body, as if he was stabbed into his chest with a hot iron rod, and his heart was broken for a while, followed by all the meridian blood up and down.

Alternating between cold and hot, Liu Hao fell to the ground, and his soul fell into chaos.

The mind is uncontrollable, and the scene when he first entered the heavenly realm comes to his mind, and some bitter experiences when he first appears in the human realm. What made him most uncomfortable was the scene where his women were killed.

These are all hallucinations......

The mind is not controlled, but a little inner clarity can still be done, the meditation mantra is not an ornament, it's just that, at this time, the meditation mantra recited is also intermittent and cannot be connected.

Damn......

Liu Hao shrunk into a ball, like a small shrimp, his whole body trembled for a while, and he was stiff like a dead man for a while.

This is blood refining?

Literally, Liu Hao thought that he was going to burn all the blood, but this was ten times more uncomfortable than blood boiling.

Words appeared in the air again: "Refining blood is the only way to turn demons into immortals." ”

Bullshit!

What do I have to do with demons? Ouch!

Liu Hao is gritting his teeth, the upper and lower gums are still fighting, and he can't be a tough guy, under such pain, it is natural to scream.

What made him suffer the most was that after the meridians were broken, he couldn't even condense his spiritual energy, and the mighty spiritual power couldn't protect him.

He was like a mortal, placed on an operating table, dissected by the doctor with the most brutal techniques, but without any anesthetic.

This kind of torture was hundreds of times more cruel than he could think of in his mind.

Bear with me......

If you can't bear it, you can shout loudly!

It's in your mind, it's in your head, isn't it?

Liu Hao thought like this, but he didn't want to be in Leng Wushuang's arms, and he was also shouting in pain.

Zichuan, who was still fighting, was stunned.

In my impression, Liu Hao shouldn't be screaming in pain, how uncomfortable should it be to shout out?

Leng Wushuang hugged him tightly and pressed his face to his face, wanting to help him reduce some of the pain, but he ......

Yes!

With a loud shout, Liu Hao's pupils changed from purple gold to black and blue, and then from black and blue to clear yellow, and there were some signs of falling into the devil.

Leng Wushuang nervously wanted to transfer his spiritual power into his dantian, but as soon as he pressed his wrist, a purple thunderbolt fell from the sky and smashed beside her.

"What the hell is going on with this kid?" Even the man in Tsing Yi who saved him with the demon blood of one of the Demon Venerable's relics was stunned.

"Not good!"

Leng Wushuang shouted suddenly, Liu Hao opened his eyes, a pair of pupils seemed to be burned by fire, and as soon as the two swords were drawn, he rushed towards the white-clothed scribe, and the speed was so fast that he arrived in front of the scribe almost in an instant.

The scribe was also stunned, and wanted to use his swift body to dodge, but did not want the two swords to be faster, and stabbed him into the chest and abdomen, and with a shock outward, the scribe was cut into four pieces. (To be continued......)