Deep in the forest, a lonely church-like building stands in it, the church is somewhat dilapidated due to the erosion of time, the exterior walls have been covered with pale green moss, and the thick vines of several large trees next to it have fallen down the branches to the top of the church, spreading along the pointed roof.

The canopy of the trees obscured the sky, there was still a slight mist in the forest, and the sunlight that came in through the leaves was like a hazy ribbon of light.

This church-like building looks so dead, eerie, and dark.

Zhao Xuan stood in front of the church, looking up at this church that could still be seen from the ruins of the past.

"It's not the Martial Spirit Palace."

After looking at it, Zhao Xuan firmly thought that although this building was very similar to the style of the Wuhun Palace, it was very different in decoration.

Looking down at the footprints that spread to the church in front of him, Zhao Xuan took a deep breath, his eyes flickering.

The entrance to the church was like a giant mouth of an abyss, just waiting for him to fall into the net.

"Just let me see what kind of ghosts you are." He muttered.

When you enter the church, the first thing you see is a tall statue of a god, he is wearing a gentleman's dress, his collar is raised high, and he is holding a false goblet in his hand, saluting the distant sky.

The corners of his mouth were a wild smile, as if he was sneering at something, and a few inexplicable drops of liquid were dripping from the corners of his clothes.

Zhao Xuan glanced at it a few times and then looked at the rest of the church, but when his gaze just fell around, his pupils suddenly shrank.

Around the church, a circle of skulls were piled up in the corners of the wall, and the whole circle surrounded the church, and countless dusty skulls looked at Zhao Xuan with empty eyes, as if silently telling the pain they had encountered.

Zhao Xuan took a deep breath and felt his scalp tingle, what kind of place is this?

He hurried to find the entrance, who could a church with such a big fart hide? You can see through the entire hall at a glance, and there must be a secret passage in it.

Walking into the interior of the forest, the spiritual barrier naturally no longer existed, and Zhao Xuan's divine sense quickly found a passage, which was under the pedestal of the statue that was more than two meters high.

"Bang!"

Zhao Xuan casually smashed the base at the foot of the statue, and suddenly the rubble splattered, revealing the entrance to the black hole hidden inside.

Zhao Xuan hesitated for a moment, and then stepped into it without hesitation, with determination on his face, while actively mobilizing all the available strength in his body.

The deep tunnel was very long, and there were no lights, but Zhao Xuan didn't have much impact, and under the glance of his divine sense, there was nowhere to hide.

On both sides of the tunnel, there are also skulls, randomly placed like stones on the side of the road.

Zhao Xuan was a little panicked in his heart, and at the same time felt angry, who the hell were they, and what were they doing?!

Instead of a temple, it resembles a cave of demons that devour humanity, and in which the souls of the dead wander and pour out the sins of the criminals.

After walking in the deep tunnel, it suddenly opened up in front of me, and a huge hall was revealed, and at the same time, a disgusting smell of blood came to my nose.

With a moving expression, Zhao Xuan turned his eyes to see that there was a blood pool full of scarlet blood not far ahead, and there were more than a dozen black-robed people standing by the blood pool at this moment.

In each of them was clutching in their hands a haggard woman with lost eyes, pale and lacking in spirit, and with empty eyes.

The black-robed man grabbed the necks of those women with one hand, and held a richly decorated dagger in the other, and the moment Zhao Xuan looked at them, the dagger in their hands slashed across the necks of those women.

At the moment when the cold dagger hit the neck, the empty eyes of those women finally flashed with a different color, a flash of horror, and their faces struggled but could not make any sound.

The sharp blade sliced through the delicate skin, and more than a dozen streams of blood gushed out at the same time and fell into the pool of blood in front of them.

They began to struggle, their faces filled with pain and horror, but the black-robed men's hands were like iron pincers gripping their necks, immobilizing them.

Zhao Xuan's figure is in the dark, the dome of the main hall is made of countless stained glass, countless colors form a peculiar picture scroll, in the center of the picture scroll is a sea of blood, and there is a tall figure standing in the sea of blood.

Due to the broken dome, I don't know the shape of the figure, but if it was expected, it should be the one I saw in the church before.

Zhao Xuan finally stepped out of the shadows, his face was already cold, and there was no emotion in his eyes.

At the moment when Zhao Xuan stepped out of the darkness, the dozen or so black-robed people on the side of the blood pool looked at him in unison.

A faint light fell on Zhao Xuan's face, reflecting his slightly immature face.

Their eyes flashed with surprise, stunned, disdainful, vigilant, bloodthirsty......

In the innermost part of the main hall facing it, the body of the figure on the high throne also trembled slightly.

Immediately, a somewhat surprised voice came out: "So young? ”

Immediately, the voice sighed slightly, as if regretful: "It's a pity that you have such a young and energetic body, why aren't you a virgin?" ”

Zhao Xuan was unusually calm at this moment, and a fierce killing intent suddenly flashed in his eyes.

The figure seemed to feel something, and laughed loudly: "Young man, welcome to the Blood Demon Church!" Would you like to believe in the great god of blood? Throw yourself into the arms of God. ”

Zhao Xuan let out a sneer, and his tone was as cold as a knife: "I've never seen a church that hides like a bedbug, and I haven't heard of a god that even the worship temple is broken. ”

The figure fell silent, and then a cry full of anger echoed through the hall: "Kill him!" ”

The voice falls! More than a dozen black-robed people next to the blood pool threw the dead corpses in their hands into the blood pool, and the blood pool gurgled and bubbled, devouring those corpses in an instant.

At the same time, countless splendid soul rings shone in the main hall.

White, yellow, purple, black! The four-colored soul rings flickered like neon lights, and the grand scene was a little unbelievable.

What's even more weird is that those soul rings are all covered with a thin layer of blood without exception, which is extremely weird.

"Twelve people, two Soul Sects, five Soul Kings, three Soul Emperors, and two Soul Saints, what a big deal!"

A different color flashed in Zhao Xuan's eyes, it was hard to imagine that such a group of strong people would exist in such an inexplicable and wonderful small church.

But these are not to worry about, what makes Zhao Xuan more jealous is the figure sitting high on the throne, the bloated fat woman, the coercion from her body is not much worse than that of Jade Monarch Douluo Li Qing!

"Title Douluo!" Zhao Xuan's heart shook.

The dozen or so black-robed people who had been ordered all had a look of fanaticism on their faces, and after giving the order, they shouted: "Blood God bless!" ”

Then the bloody gaze looked at Zhao Xuan......

(End of chapter)