Under the big mushroom rock, the demon cult camp that seemed to be black and dark unfolded vigorously, blood-red domed tents were erected one by one, and disciples wearing begonia red robes shuttled back and forth, like busy worker ants erecting five huge pyres and a circle of smaller bonfires. In the middle of the five fires, 20 female disciples of other sects were twisted off their hands and feet, put into an extremely weird and terrifying posture, like conjoined babies tied together, and then were brutally cut open by the red-robed male disciples, and the internal organs were thrown into 5 different fires, 5 bonfires, a circle of strange tadpole inscriptions formed 5 transparent passports, respectively, shrouded in a huge bonfire, and in the 5 bonfires, the color of the flames was not red, they were blue, yellow, green, black, and white, on top of the five-color flames, as the internal organs were thrown into succession, streams of gray-white smoke rose up, and finally drifted towards the southeast。

A female disciple of the Demon Pavilion, was carried out of one of the largest tents by several red-robed men, she was disheveled, her legs were bare, she knew at a glance that she had just been raped and humiliated, and even for some reason her belly was already bulging high, she was carried to the southeast of the bonfire array, just in front of the gray dirty smoke, the red-robed men shouted in unison, and a gray-white lightning bolt erupted from each person's hand, which was actually the Yuan Force of the Wind and Thunder System, these Yuan Forces turned into Gangfeng in the air, and then intertwined with each other like tentacles, forming a very strange one[array], just encircled the female disciple in the middle. The gray smoke was attracted by the [array], and suddenly sank, as if it had turned into some heavy liquid in an instant, and it continued to pour into the nose and ears of the female disciple of the Demon Power Pavilion, and the female disciple began to twitch violently and irregularly, it was not a struggle, but like some terrifying beast hidden under her skin. Her body suddenly and quickly shriveled, not as shriveled as dehydration, but as surprisingly shriveled as if it were rapidly aging. The female disciple's abdomen also bulged rapidly at the same time, like a balloon that had been blown up, and the flesh-colored balloon quickly burst through her black robe, exposed to the firelight, and then in the next second, the flesh-colored sphere burst open with a "wave", and many gray pus flowed out of it, and a cross-shaped monster that almost directly connected two hands and two feet flowed out along the pus, and twitched and struggled desperately on the ground a few times, and then stopped moving. "Failed again. A red-robed man looked at the filth all over the ground and said, his tone was full of indifference to life, but at this moment......

A sword shadow flashed briefly, and before even any wind blew, the red-robed man fell, his head and body separated, and his bones rolled out five feet away.

"Enemy-" The red-robed people around them were about to shout for an enemy attack, but none of them could fully express the two-word phrase, so they all lost their heads.

Gangfeng only spun at this time, and he didn't know what kind of trick it was in the Divine Sword Gate.

However, the real massacre was the brutality of the flames while the wind was blowing.

Grains of orange-red light precipitated in the air, and then quickly expanded into fist-sized fireballs within two or three seconds, that was not a fireball technique, it was a large-scale high-level fire magic, meteor fire shower.

High in the sky, bright red points of light fell rapidly like a torrential rain, and in the process of falling, they expanded rapidly, turning into a mass of fire, to be precise, it was a cluster of exploding flames, and the moment each flame hit the ground or hit something, it was a loud noise, and then the scattered sparks directly ignited everything that could burn, and the huge camp was full of ghosts and wolves, and both male and female disciples were holding their heads and running around, but those fireballs that fell from the sky actually appeared in the middle of the road and changed direction in an arc, chasing those who ran around and smashed down this strange situation。

Every fireball landed and exploded, just like a 60 mm rifled gun fired a howitzer, smoke and fire, within ten seconds of this camp of more than 80 people completely engulfed, the sound of crying dad and shouting mother and shouting to kill mixed sound, but it was never able to overshadow the roaring explosion.

It was obviously a blazing fire, but a murderous ice sword suddenly grew on the ground, brutally penetrating the body in a red robe, like the punishment of Jianzhuang, completely penetrating these poor bodies that were still writhing and struggling, hanging in the air at a height of three meters, no blood flowed down, because all the blood was frozen in the veins by the cold cold, and the remnants of the ice sword could only be painfully stiffened into a twisted posture in the horror of the rapid condensation of blood, and it looked as hideous as the sacrifice of the ancient evil god from a distance, and then in the next second, each ice sword was subjected to several fireballs like 60 cannonsThe result of extreme cold meets extreme heat is a relentless explosion, with a loud noise that even makes the ground tremble, and the flying fire and broken ice act as a stray bullet to kill.

The tallest and most extravagant dome tent had already been destroyed in flames at this time, and several red-robed people who could reach the core of the realm of entering the body rushed out and pounced on Wan Jian Xin, who was surrounded by Liulan, but before he could get within a zhang of him, he was pierced through his chest by several fire meteors shot from nowhere, and turned into pieces of black fragments in the explosion and scorching heat, and there were no corpses. Only an old man with white hair and a face distorted like a demon let out a bear-like roar, picked up a black and long sword that looked more like a heavy sword, and charged towards Wan Jian Xin, but he was only halfway through when he was tripped by the layers of ice swords that suddenly appeared under his feet. The leg was also cut, revealing deep wounds.

"Who is Xiaoxiao, who dares to provoke our Red Devil Gate?!! The white-haired old man was wearing a reddish-brown robe like a dog, carrying a ring of jade jue, carrying a huge heavy and black scabbard on his back, and a heavy two-handed sword, roaring as he rushed out of the siege of the ice sword and fireball. Towards the figure of the moon white and bright red in the distance, the next moment, a fierce pale green thunder light was launched from the red and white figure, and the old man's staggered defense was forced to retreat.

"It's you?!" the old man, whose face was already as ugly as a distorted statue, suddenly twisted the expression on his face into a swirl of blurred lines. There were two very different emotions in his voice, the first syllable full of instinctive fear, the second filled with deep greed.

"Do you know me? I know that I have a little bit of insignificant fame, can I report it? Wan Jianxin retracted his sword style, carried the "Demon Swallowing Carp" in his hand on the shoulder armor, and posed in the shape of a full copycat DMC Dante. At his feet, a circle of headless corpses lay silently in a standard circle between the flickering firelight and desperate screams.

"Hey, hey, hey!" The old man with the big sword laughed gloomily: "Huangkou Xiao'er, do you think you are still under the protection of the Divine Sword Gate? Don't look at what kind of place this is! This is the Red Blood! Secret Realm! It's not the Southern Empire that your Divine Sword Sect can control! Here, in this ghost place, the old man just killed you and trained you to become a 'Heartless Red Devil', I'm afraid that in the future, the people of the Divine Sword Gate will not find the old man's Red Devil Gate, because they don't know how you died?"

"Verbosity, you old ghost hurry up and report your name!" Wan Jianxin rubbed his ears a little irritably, slowly put down the thin sword on his shoulder armor, and pointed the tip of his sword at the old man's shriveled and ugly chin: "I, Wan Jianxin, came here today to send you to hell, but I didn't rely on the protection of any sect...... Forget it, since you don't want to report your name, you should be a nameless ghost!" he said, and the figure disappeared in an instant.