He Huimin was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

Zhang Jianfeng pointed to the huge, bottomless blood cave under the ground, "That blood cave must be the secret of the Yin Spirit Entry! Just now we were hiding outside, those two powerhouses in the late Yuan Infant period, they were originally only in the early stage of Jindan's cultivation, and after cultivating the Yin Spirit Entering the Dao, their cultivation instantly improved in the late Yuan Infant stage. If what they do is correct, then the Deadwood Dao Master must want to jump into this blood cave and win the last chance for himself!"

After He Huimin heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered the strictness of the matter.

If this dead wood Dao Elder really jumped into the blood cave and his cultivation skyrocketed, it would really be difficult to deal with.

Actually, Zhang Zichen's guess was correct, and the Deadwood Daoist was playing this idea.

The blood of this blood cave and the soul in it were slowly formed after more than ten years of accumulation.

To create this blood cave, the Deadwood Daoist had to kill ten people every day, and he poured all the blood and souls of these ten people into this blood cave.

After more than ten years like this, it has the current effect, and the number of people killed here is probably more than 100,000!

With the help of this blood cave, cultivating the Yin Spirit Path, a monk in the Qi cultivation stage can be directly promoted to the foundation building stage, and a monk in the foundation building stage can also be allowed to enter the Jindan stage.

And now it is obvious that this blood cave can also allow a Jindan stage monk to enter the Yuanying realm.

An ancient method like this evil should not exist on the earth, where did this Deadwood Dao Master get this method?

Zhang Zichen seems to have guessed that this ancient evil method must be the demon Wu Luo.

Wu Luo, he is the remnant of the Heavenly Realm Demon Clan, and only he can understand such an evil cultivation method.

So, where is Wu Luo?

Zhang Zichen didn't know, but if he thought about the words of the two late Yuan Infant monks before, they wanted to help the head of the sect, could it be that Wu Luo and the head of Bishan went somewhere together?

What are they going there for? Are they killing people and attacking other sects, or are they taking some kind of treasure?

These questions, in a short period of time, filled Zhang Zichen's head.

But at this time, no one has time to stop the Deadwood Dao Chief.

The Deadwood Dao Leader leapt down towards the Blood Cave.

The blood cave was dozens of meters high, and when the Deadwood Dao Leader jumped into the Blood Cave, the souls around him who had lost consciousness began to dance wildly, and they frantically rushed towards the body of the Deadwood Dao Chief.

Huhuhu-

Driven by the black souls, the wind made the entire blood cave very weird.

Just a few seconds later, only a bang was heard, and the whole person of the deadwood Dao Chang finally fell into the blood dozens of meters below, and the blood splattered everywhere.

These bloods, very weird, they seemed to have life, and instantly wrapped the body of the deadwood Dao Chief, layer by layer, as if they didn't want him to escape.

"Ahh

However, the Deadwood Daoist screamed again and again, as if this process of redemption was very painful.

In the blood cave, these dark red liquids began to pour into the body of the Deadwood Dao Chief, and they kept pouring into the Deadwood Dao Chief's eyes, nose, mouth, and ears.

Gradually, the Deadwood Daoist began to turn red all over his body, and his eyes were already dark red, but this transformation process has not stopped, and it is still going on. It's just that from the distorted face of the deadwood road chief, it can be seen that this process seems to be very painful.

However, Zhang Zichen and the others, who were standing above the blood cave, couldn't see the deadwood Daoist at all, because he was already surrounded by blood at this time.

Zhang Zichen, He Huimin and Zhang Jianfeng stood above the blood cave.

Zhang Jianfeng stared at the bottom of the blood cave dozens of meters and asked, "Third brother, just now, you, the deadwood Dao Chief, jumped off this hole, and you won't die?"

Zhang Zichen said: "I guess so, this hole is filled with blood, and I believe that this blood is the blood of tens of thousands of slaughtered humans." And you see, underneath this, there is a gloomy atmosphere, and countless unjust souls are roaring. If my guess is correct, this place should be the place where they transformed people from the Bishan Sect. ”

"Transform people?" Zhang Jianfeng asked, "Yours is the place where Bishan sent people to cultivate the Yin Spirit Dao and instantly improve their cultivation?"

"Yes, that's what I mean. Zhang Zichen explained, "This dead wood Dao chief jumped off this blood cave when he was dying, I am afraid that he fell into the devil's path in order to save his life." Once this is the case, the cultivation of the dead wood Dao Master can be increased several times, and even reach the late Yuan Infant stage, at that time, I am afraid that it will be difficult to deal with. ”

Of course, Zhang Jianfeng understands that his junior brother is not easy to deal with, which means that Zhang Jianfeng is not easy to deal with.

As for Zhang Zichen and He Huimin, the strength of the two of them is amazing, and they should be sure to deal with the deadwood Dao Chief.

But Zhang Jianfeng smiled bitterly and said, "Third brother, you know me." ”

Zhang Zichen looked at this senior brother with a very embarrassed face: "Senior brother, I know that your personality is relatively tough, but once this Dead Wood Dao Master steps into the Yuanying Realm, you are not his opponent at all......"

"Okay, Zichen. Zhang Jianfeng stopped him, "I'll solve my own affairs by myself, I know that once the Deadwood Daoist cultivates this Yin Spirit Dao, then I will definitely not be his opponent." But this is my own business, you let me do it myself, even if it is death, I will not regret it. ”

Hearing these words, Zhang Zichen took a deep breath, he understood that his senior brother had always been like this, and he would not allow others to help him.

Now it seems that if the Deadwood Daoist really improves his cultivation, then the duel between Zhang Jianfeng and the Deadwood Daoist is equivalent to an egg hitting a stone and killing himself.

Zhang Zichen understands that this senior brother of his is bent on death!

It seems that Xiao Yun does occupy a very important position in the heart of the senior brother.

At this moment, Zhang Zichen remained silent, he knew that no matter how much he persuaded the senior brother, it would be useless.

Yiqiē or wait and see, if the Dead Wood Daoist really entered the Yuanying Realm, then Zhang Zichen would not stand idly by, he would not watch this senior brother who grew up with him die like this.

Zhang Zichen didn't speak, he just meditated in his heart, once the senior brother was in danger, of course he would rush up without hesitation to stop the deadwood Daoist.

On top of the blood cave, Zhang Zichen and the three of them looked at the tumbling dark red blood in the blood cave, and were speechless for a while, because none of them knew what to do next.

After a while, Zhang Zichen suddenly asked: "Min, this blood cave, in fact, is composed of the yin and resentment qi of human beings, do you have any way to surpass these unjust souls in the blood cave?"