Deep in the cave of the ghost king sect of Huqi Mountain, the blood pool.

The huge space was enveloped in a strong bloody aura, and the steaming blood qi had even dyed the hard stone walls a bright blood-red color. In the pool of blood that kept churning bubbles from the depths of the blood water, there were four ancient spirit beasts soaked in it tiredly and weakly, a one-legged bull, a giant golden bird, a divine dragon with a yellow body and four claws under its body, and a forehead with four eyes, which looked very ugly, but it was the gluttony that Mo Wen had caught before.

And the sky at the top of the cave, a mysterious big tripod is suspended there, from there shoot down four dark red light shadows, shrouded the four strange beasts in it, whenever the four strange beasts start to struggle, the red shadow suddenly brightened a little, and then the strange beast seems to have lost blood, and fell down softly, but on the contrary, the big tripod hanging in the void and mid-air is even brighter, full of spiritual light, full of energy, and even the mysterious inscriptions on the tripod are shining, and I don't know how long those spirit beasts have been soaked in this blood array, Now, even the strange demon head engraved on the front of Fu Longding has completely changed into a blood-red color, and there is a faint strange power hovering over it.

In the huge cave where the entire blood pool is located, there is no sound except for the occasional sound of bubbles bursting in the blood pool under his feet, but when people are in it, they seem to be in a torrent whirlpool, an invisible but huge force has awakened from the underworld, growing and growing little by little, peeking into this world.

And what is even more surprising is that in the middle of the blood pool, a little silver-white light gradually appeared. Like ink dripping in water, it gradually spreads out, spreading to the surrounding and even in the air.

Buzz. The big ding, as if sensing something, kept trembling, and the dark red light curtain kept churning, but it couldn't stop the silver-white light, and gradually the silver-white replaced the dark red, becoming the main theme of this huge cave.

Wow!

There was a rush of footsteps. Coming from outside the cave, I heard a loud bang, and the door connecting the cave to the outside was actually pushed open.

The Ghost King, whose face was extremely gloomy, walked in with the three holy envoys of Qinglong, White Tiger, and Vermilion Bird, as well as the most mysterious ghost gentleman of the Ghost King Sect. His face was a little pale, and there were undried blood marks on the corners of his mouth, and he looked a little wolf.

There was no wind, but the placket was fluttering. Look at the silvery-white light that spreads. The corner of the ghost king's mouth twitched, he took a deep breath, and suddenly let out a loud shout.

"Mo Wen, get out of here!"

"Get out of here"

The voice of the ghost king in the cave continued to echo, and it took a long time to calm down.

At first, there was silence in the entire blood pool, but then I heard the sound of Juanjuan's water, and I saw some bubbles suddenly rising in the middle of the blood pool. Then the bubbles became more and more numerous, and at last they boiled like boiling water. -- In the endless water of blood, a head floated, then a body, and finally feet, and a boy who looked like seventeen or eighteen stood out of thin air above the pool of blood, and the silver-white light rippled in circles under his feet, and kept churning outward.

With beads of blood constantly sliding down his head and face, and his eyes were filled with indifferent colors, Mo Wen looked at the Ghost King and said, "What, is there anything wrong with me, father-in-law?" ”

"Something?" The Ghost King pointed to the dazzling silver-white light with his hand, and asked viciously, "What else are you asking me about, what have you done?" ”

A quarter of an hour ago, the ghost king who was accompanying his old friend outside felt a sharp pain in his heart, and the connection with Fu Longding caused by the secret method of sacrifice had weakened a lot all of a sudden, and it had reached the point where it could be cut off at any time, and he was shocked, how could the ghost king take care of anything else, and hurriedly rushed to the location of the Four Spirit Blood Array with the three holy envoys and Mr. Ghost who were now in the Ghost King Sect, and what he saw was this scene, how did you let him not be angry.

"What did you do?" Listening to the words of the Ghost King, Mo Wen tilted his head, glanced at the huge blood array behind him, and then said casually: "Naturally, it is the refining of the Four Spirit Blood Array, can't my father-in-law see it?" ”

That natural tone made the ghost king stunned for a moment, and then laughed angrily, and said: "Ha, I have spent half my life for this four spirit blood array, you say take it, Mo Wen, my virtuous son-in-law, don't you think it's too much!" ”

"Excessive?" Mo Wen looked at the sticky blood beads on his hands, felt the pungent fishy smell, frowned, and then said indifferently: "I don't think, I said a long time ago that you can't control the Four Spirit Blood Array at all, and sooner or later you will be eroded by Shura, I will help you refine it, you should be grateful to me for saving your life!" ”

Hearing this, the Ghost King's face became even colder, and he took a step forward, staring at Mo Wen deadly, "I said it, whether I can control the Four Spirit Blood Array or not will only know after trying it!" ”

Mo Wen shook his head and chuckled, and said disapprerovitically: "But I'm not interested in fighting Shura again, it's too troublesome!" ”

A murderous intent burst out in his eyes, and the ghost king looked at Mo Wen and said slowly: "So there's no need to talk about it?" ”

His hand was raised slightly, and the three holy envoys behind him, the Green Dragon, the White Tiger, and the Vermilion Bird, sacrificed their magic weapons one after another, and even the ghost gentleman sacrificed a blood-red bone fragment.

Mo Wen chuckled at this, "Sure enough, our Holy Sect still depends on whose fist is bigger in the end, but Lord Father-in-law, do you really think you can beat me?" ”

The Ghost King frowned, then chuckled, and said in a somewhat playful tone: "If at another time, your skills are profound, with the help of the Black Water Snake and the Three-Eyed Giant Ape, it will not be easy for me to defeat you, but now if you want to refine the Four Spirit Blood Array, how much cultivation can you use?" And I'm not afraid to sue you, Fu Longding is born with the power of restraint against all kinds of rare and exotic beasts, even if you summon the Black Water Snake and the Three-Eyed Spirit Monkey, you can suppress it with the strength of the four of you here, you don't have any chance of winning! For Baguio's sake, if you let go now, nothing has happened to me, you are still my son-in-law, and after a hundred years, I can't give you the position of the leader of the Demon Sect! ”

Shaking his head, Mo Wen glanced at the Ghost King, but his eyes were a little strange, only to hear him sigh slightly, and said: "Father-in-law, it seems that over the years, not only have you not improved your skills, but even the city government has not grown much, which is really disappointing to me!" Do you really think I'm going to come and plot this Fulongding unprepared? ”

Listening to what Mo Wen said, the ghost king's face changed slightly, but before he could think about it, a sudden change occurred.

Two rays of light flashed, and the green dragon and the white tiger behind him screamed at the same time, flying out like a kite with a broken string, falling to the ground, and vomiting blood.

His face was already iron-paled, and the Ghost King turned around and looked at the person who made the move.

"Yuhime, you betrayed me!" (To be continued......)

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