The dim light in the cave, several spirit stones flickered brightly and dimly, and the NPC disciples of the Nandou Sect outside the formation were still attacking the formation, and they didn't know how to be flexible and tireless. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ding Peng found that his hair had grown a lot more, and the man in the cave seemed to be about to reach his limit these days, and Ding Peng felt his increasingly chaotic aura.

The long wait, at the moment when he was about to succeed, did not make Ding Peng's mood fluctuate, all of this was originally in Ding Peng's calculations.

A few more days passed, when Ding Peng's cultivation advanced to the second order of the general level, the breath of the man in the cave gradually disappeared, Ding Peng glanced inward expressionlessly, and then closed his eyes and waited for two days, the more difficult it was to improve the cultivation, Ding Peng guessed based on the experience of his previous life, this time he waited for nearly six months.

Slowly walked into the cave, looked at the skinny man in front of him, shrugged his head and faced the ground, Ding Peng casually threw out a flaming whip;

"Smack!"

A crisp sound came, but the man still didn't react, Ding Peng slowly approached the man, when he was only two steps away from the man, the man's corpse suddenly raised his head, his cheeks on both sides were sunken, his bloodshot eyes stared at Ding Peng, with a crazy and hideous smile at the corners of his mouth, and shouted loudly;

"Die!"

Ding Peng's feet flew back, but it was too late, a heart-piercing pain hit Ding Peng's brain, Ding Peng felt that his vision had begun to blur, and the sky was spinning in front of him, and in his mind it was as if there were thousands of needles pierced into it at the same time, and there were screams like ghosts in his ears; Die! Die! Die!

With a "bang", Ding Peng fell straight to the ground, staring at the ceiling with blank eyes, his body twitched constantly, and he spat out foaming stars uncontrollably;

"Hahaha, dead...... This bastard is finally going to die...... The soul impact actually affected the murderous aura in his body...... Hahaha, if you don't die, you're going to become an idiot......"

The man laughed heartily, and the laughter echoed in the cave for a long time, and finally came to an abrupt end, and the cave was calm again......

Ding Peng slowly opened his eyes, with a blank look on his face, and looked around at the surrounding environment......

The sky is blood-colored here, the earth is blood-colored, and there is a kind of inhuman monster around them, these monsters are not tall, probably less than a meter, they have long fangs, and their bodies are full of disgusting blood bubbles, pushing each other, and some of the blood bubbles are squeezed out, and blood pus that makes people sick to their stomach.

Ding Peng looked around blankly, not knowing where he was, and not knowing why he suddenly appeared here, countless monsters stared at Ding Peng with wide eyes, and the elongated saliva continued to flow out of their mouths, and a 'gurgling' sound came out of their throats, rushing towards Ding Peng from all directions.

Ding Peng looked at these monsters lightly, his left fist was clenched hard, and it was a punch to shake his hand, but the strange thing was that the imaginary black flames did not burst out, Ding Peng hit the monster with all his strength, but only broke a blood bubble on the monster's body, and the disgusting blood pus attached to Ding Peng's hand, making Ding Peng frown slightly and shake his hand.

The monsters opened their mouths and pounced on Ding Peng, Ding Peng was a little under his feet, trying to run the light power flash, but even the light power failed;

"Poof!"

A monster jumped directly on Ding Peng's back, and the two long fangs bit directly on Ding Peng's shoulder, Ding Peng gasped, what was the matter with this strong pain? Why do I feel so much pain? It seemed that all his senses had become sensitive, and Ding Peng almost fainted from this pain.

Reaching out and grabbing the monster lying behind him, Ding Peng pulled hard, and the corners of his mouth twitched again, and the monster bit Ding Peng's shoulder like this, and the flesh and blood were torn off, but more monsters surrounded Ding Peng.

Ding Peng's legs, arms, back, and chest...... Almost all the naked/exposed skin was torn by the monster, Ding Peng couldn't escape, couldn't hide, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, screaming in pain......

Ding Peng, who fell to the ground, had more and more convulsions in his body, and foaming stars kept pouring out of his mouth......

Ding Peng felt that his entire body was bitten by those monsters and eaten piece by piece, but why did he still feel it? Ding Peng tried to put his palm in front of his eyes, but he didn't see anything, his eyes shifted downward, he still didn't have a body, he was so empty, but he clearly had a feeling, and he could even hear the roar of those monsters, why?

This blood-colored space seemed to be boundless, and there was nothing else on the ground except this kind of monster, Ding Peng didn't know how long he had been wandering, until one moment, Ding Peng suddenly remembered that he should be in the forbidden land behind the Nandou Sect at this time......

Ding Peng on the ground stopped convulsions, slowly opened his eyes, closed them again, and then opened them again, and looked up at the dead man who was locked on the wall, Ding Peng was stunned for a while, what is that blood-colored space?

If it weren't for his strong will to finally make himself aware of all this, maybe he would have been lost in that bloody space forever.

Standing up gently, Ding Peng turned around and came to the entrance of the cave, replacing the spirit stone that was about to be exhausted, and then came to the man's side again.

Stretched out his left hand and erected two fingers, a sharp black flame instantly sprung up, directly cutting the man's stomach, Ding Peng reached into the man's belly and rummaged, and pulled out a piece of silk woven from golden cicada silk from it, the special material made the silk not stained red by blood, and there were four big characters written on the upper left side of the satin; Nether Finale!

A black flame suddenly appeared in Ding Peng's hand, burned the blood stains on his hands, took out a soldier food pill and stuffed it into his mouth, spread the Netherworld Commander on the ground, and just sat cross-legged on the ground and looked at the handwriting on the silk.

This kind of non-sect martial arts obtained in the wild has to be comprehended by oneself, and it is much more troublesome than the sect martial arts that can be learned directly.

The rivers and lakes are not rivers and lakes because of the lack of anyone, the killing is still going on, the battles between the Shenzhou Gang and the Blood Alliance are becoming more and more frequent, many disciples of the Dirty Clothes Sect in the Shenzhou Gang have broken away, and many disciples of the Iron Blood Pavilion in the Blood Alliance have also left the gang, and the opposing sects have attracted their fellow brothers to join the same gang.

At this time, the Shenzhou Gang was composed of the three factions of Shura Palace, Iron Blood Pavilion, and Mochizuki Pavilion, plus some other disciples of neutral sects.

The Blood Gang Alliance is composed of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, the Dirty Clothes Sect, the Mengli Sect, and some other neutral sect disciples.

Of course, this is only the majority, just like Chu Shuhui of the Mengli Sect is in the Shenzhou Gang at this time, and the chief disciples and top ten masters in the top ten sects are mostly from wealthy families, how can these people join the Blood Alliance?

The two purposes are implicated, you can take revenge and brush up the prestige of the sect, why not? The warriors on both sides fought even more fiercely.

More than half a year has passed, the strength of all the warriors has improved, and some of them can be a hundred with a bloodline inheritance, Hu Bayi has already abandoned the newcomer's crowd tactics, this tactic is no longer suitable for the rivers and lakes at this time, almost as long as it is a famous warrior on the rivers and lakes, he will no longer be afraid of this kind of siege.

And this also made the name Ding Peng, gradually no one mention it anymore, it was also, what is so great about Ding Peng? What Ding Peng was able to do at the beginning, many people can do now.

All the warriors began to work self-cultivation, and this aggravated the hatred in the hearts of both sides, it was okay for the newcomer, and it was okay to self-study for a month, but just imagine, he had been cultivating for more than half a year, but he was killed and reborn overnight, who could bear this anger?

With this hatred in mind, the reborn warrior cultivated even harder, and then reborn again...... Infinite hatred circulates in between......