"Woooooo

In the sack, the head of a woman with a disheveled hair was the first to appear, and a rag was stuffed in her mouth.

Yaksha Thirty-Eight pulled the woman out of the sack and threw her into a dark place under the bridge.

This is actually a pregnant woman, with a big belly, her hands and feet are tied, and she can't move.

The pregnant woman was thrown by the Yaksha Thirty-Eight, and her body was violently shaken, and her lower body suddenly burst with red blood, staining her dress red.

Her expression was extremely painful, and her eyes were full of begging as she looked at Yaksha Thirty-Eight, as if to say, "Please, please, spare my child, my child is innocent, spare my child." ”

The pregnant woman's mouth made a 'woo-woo'-like crying sound, and suddenly tears rained down, which made people feel extremely heartbroken.

But the Yaksha Thirty-Eight and the Yaksha Thirty-Seven are indifferent and have a heart of stone.

Blood kept pouring out of the pregnant woman's lower body.

Because of excessive blood loss, the pregnant woman's face became extremely pale, and the sharp pain from her lower body also made her facial features a little distorted.

"Her resentment wasn't enough. ”

Yaksha Thirty-Seven said lightly.

"Then add a fire. ”

Yaksha Thirty-Eight untied the ropes that bound the pregnant woman's hands and feet, and then a majestic internal qi poured out of his body and poured into the pregnant woman's body, allowing the pregnant woman to regain some vitality.

However, pregnant women feel colder.

The internal qi of the thirty-eight yaksha belongs to the negative internal force, although it evokes the vitality of the pregnant woman, but it also belongs to the effect of the kind of terminally ill person who forcibly injects fierce medicine, which is only a temporary rejuvenation of people, similar to returning to the light.

The pregnant woman didn't understand the reason, she seemed to see a glimmer of hope for life, tore off the rags in her mouth, and sobbed: "Please, let my child go, please, let my child go." ”

Yaksha Thirty-Eight ignored it, and when he saw that the pregnant woman was not in danger of life, he stopped the internal qi delivery, got up and stood aside, looking at the pregnant woman coldly like a ghost.

After begging for mercy for a while, the pregnant woman was made into a cold sweat by the intense pain in her lower body, and let out a painful wail.

"Ahh

Screams echoed through the night.

.........

The other side.

The empty streets were empty.

Wang Teng wandered alone in the deserted streets.

"Hell, ghost, where are you, I'm so hard to find you. ”

appeared on the street at night, Wang Teng was looking for ghosts.

He deliberately walked around the area where he encountered faceless ghosts, hungry ghosts, and rotting corpses, just to see if he could encounter ghosts.

As a result, he turned around three times and found no trace of the ghost.

This is exactly what he said, he didn't have the intention to plant flowers but not bloom, and he didn't intend to plant willows and willows, he didn't specifically look for ghosts, but he encountered ghosts one after another.

Now he took the initiative to look for ghosts, but he couldn't meet them.

Anyway, there was nothing to do, Wang Teng walked around the city, and specially picked those remote and cold places to go.

"Ahh

After walking for more than 20 minutes, Wang Teng faintly heard someone screaming miserably.

"Could it be that a ghost has appeared?"

Wang Teng was overjoyed.

This trip finally didn't come out in vain.

He immediately pricked up his ears and listened intently, while the other senses caught the movement in the void.

In a few moments, he sensed the direction of the mournful sound.

Whew!

The speed spreads, quickly running towards the source of the sound.

In the silence of the night, Wang Teng ran as fast as a gust of wind, and soon arrived at the side of the bridge.

Then he saw Yaksha 37 and Yaksha 38 wearing Yaksha masks, and pregnant women lying on the ground screaming miserably, or rather giving birth.

At this time, the head of a baby was already exposed from the mother's lower body, but one of the black-robed men wearing a Yaksha mask stepped forward and pulled the baby out of the mother's body little by little.

"No, don't, don't hurt my child. ”

The mother's eyes showed an extremely crazy look, and she immediately got up from the ground and threw herself towards Yaksha Thirty-Eight.

Every mother is great, she can work hard for her children, and at the same time, her body will burst out with unimaginable power.

But Yaksha Thirty-Eight is not an ordinary person, he is a master of the Demon Sect who has cultivated internal strength, and he can shake the mother out with one palm.

"What people. ”

At the same time, Yaksha Thirty-Seven also sensed Wang Teng's arrival, and immediately turned around and shouted.

"Bold Demon, give me death. ”

Although Wang Teng didn't think he was a good person, he didn't destroy his humanity, and when he saw this scene, he immediately became angry.

He didn't answer Yaksha Thirty-Seven, he had nothing to say to such a dehumanizing beast.

With a loud shout, he quickly pounced directly towards Yaksha Thirty-Seven.

Rumble!

In the process of flying, his fire-like blood qi immediately roared out, forming a blood-colored tiger robe, and at the same time, his body swelled violently, exceeding two meters at once, and the blood-colored tiger claws slapped towards the Yaksha thirty-seven.

"Blood Refining Realm Master. ”

The faces under the thirty-seven masks of the Yaksha became solemn.

He didn't expect that in the small city of Wujiang, there would be a foreign martial artist from the Blood Refining Realm.

"Hmph, what about the martial artists outside the blood refining industry, who dare to destroy the great plan of the Impermanence Lord, no matter who it is, they will only die. ”

Yaksha Thirty-Seven sneered, and at the moment when Wang Teng's tiger claw came, he also raised his hand and slapped it with a palm, and the majestic inner breath roared.

Bang!

There was an explosion, and the wind swept through.

It's like thunder on the ground, deafening.

"What a powerful force!"

Yaksha Thirty-Seven's face changed wildly, and the terrifying power spread through his arms to his whole body, causing his blood and qi to surge, and his internal organs were shaken.

His body took a dozen steps back in a row before he could stabilize his figure.

People in the Demon Sect, even if their qualifications are not very good, as long as they cultivate the Demon Skill, they can cultivate their internal qi in a short period of time.

Magic skills have a quick effect, which can make people compare with the masters of external skills in the blood refining realm within two or three years.

But again, there are two huge drawbacks.

First, the cultivation of demonic skills absorbing negative energy will gradually erode the sanity, making people become violent, irritable, and murderous.

The more advanced the cultivation, the more serious the erosion of the consciousness will be.

In the end, it has exterminated all human nature, and it can no longer be regarded as a human being, just like a real demon.

Second, the internal qi cultivated by the demonic skill is yin, which is inherently compatible with the power of the masculine blood qi.

Therefore, those who cultivate demonic skills, for the cultivation of external skills, at most, stay in the Iron Bone Realm, and it is impossible to reach the Blood Refining Realm.

This will only weaken one's internal cultivation.

Therefore, all the people in the Demon Sect only cultivate internal strength.

It's not that they don't want to practice external skills, it's that they can't.

The power of blood qi and their feminine internal qi, or demonic qi, conflict with each other, and cultivating external strength, even if they reach the blood refining realm, will only increase the risk of going mad and falling into demons, and the gains outweigh the losses.