Wen Qingye looked at the old man who was gradually disappearing, his brows furrowed slightly, what is the demon blood? This old man is so scared, it seems that it is not an ordinary thing.

Demon blood, peerless demon blood.

These words were imprinted into Wen Qingye's mind, and Wen Qingye secretly wrote them down.

"The next step is to merge"

Wen Qingye held the sword in the stone in one hand and the sword in the other, his eyes were extremely clear, showing an unusual demeanor, and then his hands were gently crossed together.

Buzz! Buzz!

As soon as the sword body moved, a slight trembling sound was transmitted.

The blades of the two swords were tightly pressed together, and I saw that the sword in the stone seemed to slowly turn into a pool of silver-white water stains, floating in the air, tightly wrapped around the sword of a thought.

Qing Ruoai looked at the Yi Nian Sword that was wrapped in silver-white water stains and frowned: "This stone sword completely exceeds the level of the Yi Nian Sword itself, and it may take a lot of time to devour it."

Wen Qingye nodded, and said secretly: "Now it seems that in the short term, there is no need for this sword of thought."

Thinking of this, Wen Qingye put the Yinian Sword directly into the Sumeru mustard, and the unjust soul has been purified, so there is no need to worry about piercing the Sumeru mustard again and rushing out.

Knock! Knock!

At this time, a heavy bell rang in Wen Qingye's ears.

The bell rang for a long time, as if it were coming from deep space.

The ancient clock of the mountains and forests has been going on for a long time.

Wen Qingye raised his head and drove in the direction of the bell, this should be someone who opened the secret land of the blood clan, there are many treasures in the secret land of the blood clan, and there may be a treasure that breaks through the emperor's golden immortal.

Thinking of this, Wen Qingye's body rushed in the direction from which the bell in front of him came.

But not long after Wen Qingye rushed away, the blood qi that vibrated in the surrounding void became even thicker, sticky like water droplets.

Wen Qingye suddenly felt a chill in his heart, then stopped and looked at the blood beads that quickly condensed in his hands.

"Good viscous blood"

Wen Qingye frowned and whispered, and fell directly.

Stomp!

There are some bright red blood stains on the ground, which are condensed and fallen from the air, so you can imagine how thick the blood here is.

Suddenly, Wen Qingye saw several strange corpses, and he knew at a glance that these corpses belonged to the Blood Clan.

Obviously, these are all blood masters, and after several years, the corpses do not decay or change.

Wen Qingye glanced at it a few times, and suddenly saw a black flower next to him, he walked up slowly and looked at it carefully.

"Why is this flower so angry, what kind of flower is this, why have I never seen it?" Wen Qingye glanced at it, and couldn't help but wonder in his heart.

The black words in front of him were extremely angry, and this breath seemed to carry the power of rage and destruction.

At this time, Wen Qingye saw some small characters next to the flowers, these fonts were not the fonts of the current human race, but ancient characters.

Most of the so-called ancient characters are some characters, which are used by the witch and demon clans, and the two lich clans occupied the fairy world at that time, so most of the ancient clans still use the so-called ancient scripts.

Wen Qingye naturally recognized this ancient text, and stared at it: "The dark clouds are long and the moon is gone, and the demons come from them to slaughter all beings." It's a demon again, it seems that the blood clan has been destroyed, this demon should be the culprit."

"Demon, what the hell is it? Could it be the ancient clan and the master in the demon cave?"

The Demon Cave, one of the Eight Great Dead Places, is rumored to have a trace of the blood of ancient gods and demons among some of these ancient clans, and it is precisely because of this trace of the blood of ancient gods and demons that they can survive in the Demon Cave in these eight dead places, and the entire fairy world is famous.

Just when Wen Qingye was puzzled, a black wriggling red leech climbed towards Wen Qingye.

The red leeches were extremely large, but when they wriggled, they didn't make a sound at all, and there was a charming red mist around them, which ordinary people couldn't notice at all.

After a few breaths, the red leech suddenly stopped its body, and an arrow rushed towards Wen Qingye's neck.

Wen Qingye had actually noticed the red leech a long time ago, and when the red leech like a giant python devoured him, Wen Qingye took a step and slapped the red leech with one palm.

Bang!

How could the red leech catch Wen Qingye's palm, and it was directly photographed into a red blood mist at the moment.

But the danger obviously didn't end so quickly, only to see several red leech figures rushing towards Wen Qingye, surprisingly fast.

"This place is surrounded by thick blood qi, and there is very little true qi, so I have to keep some true qi"

Thinking of this, Wen Qingye kicked towards the ground with his footsteps and flew away into the distance, not confronting these red leeches.

The red leech found that his prey was gone, and rushed towards Wen Qingye's back.

However, how fast Wen Qingye's speed was, if these red leeches were sneak attacking, it was basically impossible to catch up with Wen Qingye.

After half a pillar of incense, Wen Qingye stopped, his brows became solemn, and then he took out dozens of spirit stones from Sumeru mustard and began to absorb the true qi of the spirit stones in Sumeru mustard.

This place has been surrounded by a thick blood qi, and it is difficult for others to absorb the true qi from that blood qi.

When the true qi was almost recovered, Wen Qingye continued to get up this time and rushed in the direction of the bell ringing in front of him.

..........

Nine Heavens South China Sea, Zhongtian Gate.

The masters of many forces saw their disciples and clansmen enter the formation, and then they took out a divine soul jade slip and put it in front of them.

As long as this Divine Soul Jade is not broken, it means that they are still alive, and if it is broken, it means that this master has suffered an accident.

"This.... It only took a quarter of an hour to go in, and the jade slip was shattered."

"Impossible, how could the jade slip hanging by Zhong be broken, he is a top-notch nine-rank golden immortal"

..........

More than ninety percent of the masters are a little nervous at the moment, especially when the jade slips are broken from time to time in the square, which makes the dignified atmosphere even more dignified.

Guo Yi looked at the scene in front of him, his face became extremely ugly, and said, "If I knew this, I wouldn't have let Yunzhu participate, how could this blood clan territory be so dangerous?"

Gongsun Ting said with a smile: "Brother Guo, don't worry, I have calculated the daughter, Ji people have their own natural appearance, not the appearance of early death."

Although he said this, his heart was a little chilly, a total of eleven people from the Fire Sword Sect went to the blood clan territory, but at this moment, there were only nine jade slips left in front of him, indicating that two of them were dead.

The top ten disciples of the Fire Sword Sect, the lowest cultivation level are all eight-rank golden immortals, and now they have only been in for such a short time, and they have burst into two pieces, which is really terrifying.

The faces of the people present were solemn and terrifying, and it was obvious that they had all underestimated the danger of this blood clan's territory.

Yan Fengyu was talking with a master of the Yaksha clan, and the two were talking and laughing, and seemed to be talking happily.

This person is none other than Yu Shangqing's master, Wen Qian.

Wen Qian's father is a master of the Terran race, and his mother is a woman of the Yaksha clan, speaking of which Wen Qian should be regarded as a Terran, but for some reasons, he is extremely disgusted with the identity of the Terran race, and has always regarded himself as a Yaksha.

(End of chapter)