In the depths of the city, a thick fog fills the air.

When Ji Zebai was visiting the bloody night with the seventh detachment led by him, a group of monks in pitch-black cloaks appeared in the depths of Wufu City.

They didn't seem to notice that the resentful beasts with terrifying breaths nearby, as well as the resentful spirits like the gray ocean, were moving towards the angry ghost city lord not far away through the shortest path.

At this time, no monk had been able to enter such a deep part of the city, but now there was such a group of monks, which added a vivid black to this lifeless gray-white world.

I saw that among the monks wearing black cloaks, one of the leaders was holding an extremely pale skull tightly in his hand, his face was solemn, and his brown eyes were full of anticipation and excitement.

A strange cyan flame burned from the deep sunken eye sockets on the skull's head, and the green smoke slowly drifted out of the hole in the skull, wrapping around the black-cloaked monks.

Because of the mist formed by this layer of cyan flames, the surrounding resentful beasts of all shapes and shapes seemed to have no notice of the existence of this group of monks, and let them fly freely through the streets, shuttling as fast as they could.

"The sect master said that Yumi is near an altar in the mansion. ”

"The altar is the biggest move laid out by the sect master thousands of years ago before he died, I heard that it can condense the monstrous grievances in the city of Wufu, and breed the fairy sword of the town mansion of Tianyun Wufu into a legendary death magic weapon, and now when I think of seeing the true face of this death magic weapon immediately, I can feel that my little heart is about to jump out of my voice. ”

"I'm really looking forward to it...... However, I heard that the death magic weapon is wrapped around the resentment that has accumulated for thousands of years, not only will its appearance change, but its internal structure has already undergone earth-shaking changes, whether it is the righteous path monk or the vitality of our so-called demon cultivators, they are unable to urge the Yumi Sword that has been completely transformed into a death magic weapon......"

Before the monk could finish speaking, he heard a mature and charming voice like a silver bell coming from a relatively slender pitch-black cloak that fell behind him at this moment: "If you can't urge it, then no matter how powerful this Youmi Sword Sect Master is, wouldn't it be that you can only look at a vase that can't be used." ”

Hearing the nun's words, several other monks who understood the situation couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

"Senior sister, you're right, if we don't complete the last step of this blood sacrifice, then this thousand-year-old Yumi plan will be considered a waste, but this is not something we need to worry about, this time we are just as a scout to confirm the situation of the Yumi Sword, as for the last step - to find a monk with a resentment physique as the core of the blood sacrifice. ”

The nun asked, "Blood Sacrifice Core?"

"That's right, the worst blood sacrifice core also needs to be taken by a monk who has completed part of the resentment, the better one is the monk who has completed the second resentment, and the best situation is the monk who has the body of resentment, if you can use the blood of such a monk as the final blood sacrifice core, then the Yumi Sword will be able to exert nearly eighty percent of the death magic weapon effect. ”

When a slightly fatter monk heard this, he couldn't help but ask, "The best situation is only ...... Eighty percent?"

What kind of blood does it take to achieve the most perfect ten......%!

Hearing the words of the leader, this thought flashed through everyone's hearts at the same time.

However, the emaciated and thin monk who was the leader at this time did not answer their questions again, but stopped and looked solemnly at the extremely large ghost mansion that appeared in front of everyone's eyes in the mist.

At this time, the ancient walls of the City Lord's Mansion had already appeared in front of this group of monks.

The huge bronze gate standing in front of everyone was three feet high, and the liquefied resentment of substance was constantly flowing out of the closed door, and after just a little breath, they felt their desires begin to burn uncontrollably.

"Take out the Holy Blood. The first monk said.

Hearing this, everyone nodded slightly, and took out a transparent glass pill bottle one after another, the body of the highly transparent bottle was flowing with lustrous and bright blood, and some ethereal skeleton-shaped gases that seemed to be more than ten times smaller could be seen floating up from the slightly boiling liquid.

The so-called holy blood is the evil blood extracted from the bone marrow of the monks after they were beheaded by the Heavenly Sacrifice Sect when they were decapitated in extreme emotions after they were treated inhumanely, because when the hatred in the hearts of the monks is raised to the extreme, the blood in their bone marrow will undergo a huge change, which can be used to fight against such a strong resentment, similar to fighting poison with poison.

And by quickly beheading the monk at this time, the blood can be preserved until it is restored.

Everyone raised their heads and drank all the holy blood, and some of them stuck out their tongues and licked one or two drops of crimson blood flowing from the corners of their mouths.

Strands of scarlet vitality swept around their bodies, forming a natural protective shield that kept out the dense liquid-like resentment from the outside world.

It's just that they can still feel all kinds of negative emotions are about to move, as people from the Demon Sect, what they pursue is to have access to their thoughts, and they can do almost whatever they want except for following some insurmountable rules of the sect, and they have rarely experienced the feeling of needing to restrain their desires like now.

Feeling the commotion in his body, the face of the first monk became more solemn, and he touched the bronze gate that was already covered with moss at this moment.

Slowly urging qi and blood, only a heavy sound of "squeak" was heard, and the gap between the two bronze gates began to grow larger and larger, and the thick mist of resentment gushing out made them feel as if they had fallen into the milky white deep sea.

"I'm afraid that there will be changes in Wufu City, everyone be careful, I'm afraid that after a thousand years, this death has not only given birth to a death magic weapon, but also given birth to something extremely amazing. ”

"Boom!" Just as the bronze giant door was pushed to a certain angle, for some reason, a loud bang suddenly sounded in everyone's hearts.

However, staring at the scene in front of him in panic, there was no huge change.

I breathed a sigh of relief, but in the next moment, it seemed that I had finally noticed something, and everyone's hearts were suddenly shocked.

Suddenly, I don't know when, at this moment, the bronze door that was originally only pushed by one door, but at this moment, the two giant doors have been completely opened to them, revealing the milky white and gloomy world inside, and the head monk who just pushed open the giant door has disappeared without knowing when!

"Senior brother...... "The nun covered her mouth and exclaimed.

Everyone couldn't help but lift the cloak on their heads, looked at the strange scene in front of them, and took a deep breath of cold air.

"Anyway, let's go check it out. After a while, a monk swallowed hard and said.

However, for some reason, no one else was heard.

"What to see first. ”

Suddenly, a man's gentle and gentle voice came to his ears.

But for some reason, in such a strange atmosphere, he suddenly heard such an unfamiliar voice, no matter how gentle and peaceful it was, the monk felt numb all over!

Turning in horror, the monk's eyes almost fell. (To be continued.) )