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On the vast desert, only a few dry and depressed vegetation grows. Some of the sand dunes that have been blown out of the shape of waves by the wind rise and fall, like strange beasts crawling.

In the mixed air, there is a faint fishy sweetness, which makes people smell an indescribable weird feeling.

And this place is the land of the blood clan in the Western Regions.

Back then, the matter of the Blood Demon Palace was in an uproar, and the Great Demon of the Divine Journey Realm who got out of trouble from it was even more wreaking havoc in the land of the Blood Clan, causing devastation and devastation.

In the past, there were as many as a million Blood Clan monks, but now there are less than 200,000 people left.

And these Blood Clan monks have all shrunk into the central area of the Blood Clan's land, a city called Blood Mound City.

Not only that, but the tragic battle between the Blood Clan and the Seven Great Forces back then was actually a conspiracy secretly operated by high-level monks just to release the Great Demon of the Divine Journey Realm, which was gradually revealed, and quietly spread in the mouths of many low-level monks.

The people who participated in the war back then, although they were alive, were angry, but at least they were still alive, so they could only take care of the present.

As for the dead, since they are dead, they have long since turned into a handful of loess, and there is nowhere to seek justice.

Originally, there were some people who didn't believe this rumor, but with the monks of the seven major forces of the human race, who had been inseparable since ancient times, they were able to enter and leave Blood Mound City freely. And many blood clan cultivators can also set foot in the territory of the seven major forces. This kind of rumor was gradually confirmed and became a tacit "secret" of a person's heart.

And now the Blood Mound City in the land of the Blood Clan has been expanded several times, and it is naturally more than enough to accommodate hundreds of thousands of people.

The raging, roaring river of blood in Blood Mound City had long since dried up and died with the blood sacrifice of the year, turning into a ravine full of dry bones.

Only the 100,000-zhang high Bone Mountain still stands at the end of the dry blood river, like an ancient giant standing tall in the sky, towering and unmoving.

Because the war has stopped for decades, and all the monks of the blood clan have gathered here, as well as the comings and goings of many monks of the seven major forces, the current blood mound city is more prosperous than the vast majority of the cities of the seven major forces.

Some monks in the city who sell the unique refining materials of the blood clan, as well as the elixirs, spirit grasses and other things that only exist in the seven major forces, can be seen everywhere, and they can be described as making a lot of money.

In the southwest of Blood Mound City, there is an inconspicuous stone tower, the seventh floor of the stone tower, there is a simple stone room. A figure dressed in a broad robe, with his eyes closed, sat cross-legged on a simple stone bed, breathing.

It has been seven years since Dongfang Mo passed through the land of the ghost mound and came to the Blood Mound City.

Back then, he took advantage of the chaos to escape during the battle between Black Blood and Blue Shadow Real People, and he didn't know what the final outcome of the two would be. However, after throwing away the bottle of Soul Nourishing Pill refined by Biying Real People, he fled all the way, and sure enough, he no longer had the feeling of being locked in by Yaoyao.

In addition, the obstacle in the land of the ghost mound can block the divine sense, so he easily escaped from the palms of those two.

When he returned to the land of the Blood Clan, which he hadn't seen for many years, with his current cultivation, he grabbed some low-level cultivators, and after some investigation, it was easy to know the current situation of the Blood Clan.

From these mouths, he finally knew how miserable the Great Devil was hiding and making the Western Regions miserable.

As for the Blood Clan's shrinkage of power to Blood Mound City, he was not surprised, but he didn't expect the Terran monks to be mixed with the Blood Clan monks, and it seems that there are no eternal enemies, this sentence is not unreasonable.

For this kind of result, Dongfang Mo just couldn't ask for it.

Because if Blood Mound City is still the territory of the Blood Clan, as a monk of the other Terrans, he would not dare to stay here.

Now that there are many Terran monks of the seven major forces involved, he can fish in troubled waters again.

In addition, he needs to inquire about some things, as well as recuperate with peace of mind, so entering Blood Mound City is naturally his best choice.

After so many years, his appearance has also undergone a change in the art of rejuvenation, and he believes that even if he meets someone he knew back then, no one will be able to recognize him.

That's the result of his seven years in the city.

"Whew!"

After a long time, Dongfang Mo woke up from meditation and slowly opened his eyes.

During the years he had been in Blood Mound City, he had taken a medicinal bath with the precious elixirs he had obtained from Guo Chusheng's storage bag. Those elixirs were obtained from Peng Island in the East China Sea, and they were already strong, coupled with his recuperation over the years, now his qi and blood have recovered safely, and the sequelae left by the blood escape technique back then can be regarded as completely cleared.

After Dongfang Mo opened his eyes, he sat calmly, not knowing what he was thinking.

It wasn't until two hours later that he came to his senses, stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers.

With a "poof", I saw a cluster of yellow flames burning at his fingertips.

Looking at the cluster of yellow flames in the Bagua Boiling Dan Furnace in front of him, Dongfang Mo showed a strange look on his face.

Because over the years, he had found that this cluster of flames that were quietly burning in his dantian was slowly devouring his mana.

Fortunately, the amount of mana devoured, as well as the speed, were almost negligible in terms of his current strength and mana strength. But Dongfang Mo is still extremely curious about this.

After a while, he stretched out his free left hand and took the bone tooth out of the spirit beast bag on his waist, then looked at the old cheap bone and asked, "Isn't this thing really a fire spirit?" ”

Hearing his words, Guya spoke extremely impatiently.

"Grandpa Bone has told you, how many more times do you have to ask? What do you think the fire spirit is, such a small cluster of flames is called fire spirit, isn't there fire spirit everywhere in the sky? ”

"To tell you the truth, whether it is the spiritual fire of heaven and earth, or the flame of the monk's own cultivation, only when its power, or temperature, reaches an extremely terrifying level, will it give birth to a wisp of fire spirit. Do you remember when you fell into the magma, the magma was the fire of the lungs of the earth, and the temperature was terrifying, right? But Grandpa Bone dared to say that there was no fire spirit in the fire of the lungs of the earth. ”

Hearing this, Dongfang Mo did not speak, but showed a noncommittal expression.

He had an intuition in his heart that the flame in his fingertips was definitely not a simple thing. There was no basis for this, it was just a gut feeling, but he was convinced of it.

Over the years, he had also tried to see if the flame had any power.

But what left him speechless was that the flames were like ordinary fires, and could only ignite ordinary paper and firewood. Not even a low-level magic weapon could be burned, let alone used against the enemy.

However, the only strange characteristic of this cluster of flames is that it is not afraid of other flames, no matter how powerful they are, and even shows signs of swallowing other flames.

Neither the Yin Devouring Ghost Flame of the Bone Tooth nor the flames spewed out of the monk's magic weapon could hurt this cluster of yellow flames in the slightest.

This is also the reason why when he escaped from the underground magma with the assassin girl in his arms, the temperature of the surrounding magma would be slightly lower after this cluster of flames was triggered.

At this point, even the well-informed old of Gu Ya is amazed.

After shaking his head, Dongfang Mo collected the yellow flames from his fingertips into the dantian. As long as this thing doesn't have too much movement, otherwise, if the mana it devours has already had a serious impact on Dongfang Mo, he will find a way to get this cluster of flames out of the dantian.

Next, Dongfang Mo spent another two months refining all the useless magic weapons obtained from his trip to Pengdao into his natal stone, increasing the weight of his natal stone by nearly 300,000 catties.

Then he opened up all the meridian routes that needed to run in his body, and he tried to cultivate this technique to the point of becoming a small or even a big one in a short period of time.

During these days, he didn't forget that he was often in a black cloth bag around his waist, dripping his essence blood, and constantly refining those uncontrollable mutant spirit insects.

In this way, after more than a year, after Dongfang Mo had dealt with everything, he finally pushed open the door of the stone room where he was and strode out.

Walking on the streets with endless crowds, looking at the Blood Mound City, which was not as huge as Demon Yang City, but was also extremely prosperous, Dongfang Mo sighed for a while.

It was in Blood Mound City that too many things happened back then, and in the end, he had to flee to the Eastern Regions.

And when he saw that there were many people dressed in the costumes of the seven major forces here, Dongfang Mo remembered that he had been chased into the tomb by the old monster of the infant realm of the seven major forces.

Due to the involvement of Terran monks, the buildings of Blood Mound City today are not simple and monotonous stone towers as they were back then, but have a lot of wooden attics.

Dongfang Mo held the dust in his hand, listening to the noisy sounds around him, and after a long time of ups and downs in his heart, he gradually calmed down.

As he looked around, he suddenly saw a man and a woman in front of him, two young monks in their twenties, talking in a low voice.

The young man looked like he was smiling and moaning, and he flattered the delicate woman along the way, and then in the woman's nodding from time to time, the two walked into a rather grandiose, *** "wine shop" on the side of the street.

Looking at the backs of the two, especially the woman in the middle, Dongfang Mo actually stood on the street and fell into a momentary distraction.

It's just because he heard the name of the woman from the young man's mouth before, which is the words "Nangong Fairy".

Although he didn't know the young woman, he could tell from the young man's name for this woman that this woman was most likely from the Nangong family.

And when he thought of the Nangong family, the appearance of a girl who cried on the top of the bone mountain for him with pear blossoms and rain suddenly appeared in his heart, and he could no longer linger.

Since the separation of life and death blood refining back then, Dongfang Mo has only seen Nangong Yurou in the Temple of Heaven Mountain Range in the Eastern Regions.

At that time, Nangong Yurou's expression was cold, and she had already grown into a down-to-earth and generous beauty. However, in that situation back then, it was naturally impossible for him to recognize this woman immediately. Later, he listened to Bone Fang's slander and used the Sky Cracker to collapse the entire teleporter.

Since that time, Nangong Yurou and Han Ling's two daughters have disappeared together.

After all these years in the Eastern Regions, he naturally had no way to inquire about this woman's situation, but now that he has returned to the Western Regions, of course he has to investigate.

He took a deep breath, and when he came back to his senses, he lifted his steps and stepped into the same liquor shop that the two men had entered.

He hadn't even reached out to his senses, and with his current ears, he could clearly hear the conversation of everyone in the entire liquor store.

Even those low-level monks who were in the box and even laid a simple enchantment, their discussion was also difficult to hide from Dongfang Mo's ears.

I saw him step to the third floor, and then walk straight to one of the boxes.

When he came to the door of the box, he found that there was a layer of prohibition in the box to prevent others from peeping.

At this time, he did not immediately break into it, but stopped and stood, spread his ear power, and listened.

"Fairy Nangong, this spring wine shop is the property of my Immortal Sect in Blood Mound City, and what I He Nanqiao said here is still somewhat useful." I only heard the voice of the young man from before.

After the man's words fell, another woman's voice followed.

"I see, it is said that even in the Blood Mound City, the size of the Chunlai wine shop can be ranked in the top ten, but I didn't expect it to be your industry, the little woman is really disrespectful."

"Hehe, where is it, it's only in the top ten, it really makes Nangong Fairy laugh." The young man's voice sounded again, but although his words were modest, anyone could hear a hint of arrogance in his words.

"By the way, although the Nangong family is very close to the land of the blood clan, this time the Nangong fairy should be the first time to come to the Blood Mound City. Then I heard the young man continue.

"This is indeed the first time that the little girl has come to Blood Mound City, and the bone mountain of this city, as well as the triennial auction of Blood Mound City, is extremely interested, then there is Brother Lao He."

"Haha, it's easy to say, these things can be wrapped up in my He Nanqiao." The young man snorted, looking hearty.

"Crunch!"

Just when the two were still talking harmoniously, the door of the box where the two were suddenly opened.

At the same time as the expressions of the two changed greatly, a slender Taoist priest walked in. As he stepped in, the door to the box slammed shut again with a creak.

"Daring, who are you!"

At this moment, the young man named He Nanqiao was extremely angry, and without hesitation, he reached out and grabbed a storage bag on his waist.

"Huh?"

Dongfang Mo's eyes subconsciously glanced at this person, and narrowed slightly.

Under his gaze, the handsome young man's movements suddenly froze, and he felt that the air around him instantly froze as if it was frozen, making him unable to move his fingers.

I saw beads of sweat dripping from his forehead, and his eyes were full of fear.

He only had the cultivation in the early stage of foundation building, and in his twenties, he could be regarded as an extraordinary talent. But Dongfang Mo's strength is almost the top existence in the Ning Dan Realm, how can it be that this person can compare.

Seeing that he couldn't move, Dongfang Mo gradually withdrew his gaze and turned to look at the woman on the side.

This woman has fair skin, clear eyebrows, and two shallow dimples on her pretty face, and her appearance is very good. But at this time, when she saw Dongfang Mo looking at her, there was also a hint of panic in her eyes.

Still, she didn't make any moves. Her cultivation is also in the early stage of foundation building, this woman knows that Dongfang Mo's strength far exceeds her, I am afraid that at least they are all Ning Dan Realm monks, if this person has bad intentions, it will be useless for her to resist.

The corners of Dongfang Mo's mouth raised, and he secretly said that although this woman is not very old, she can deal with this kind of thing without confusion, and she is much stronger than the young man of the Immortal Sect.

"What's your name?"

Dongfang Mo didn't mean to sit down, he held the dust whisk with his hands behind his back, and looked down at the woman at this time and asked

"Qi senior, junior Nangong Mei!"

The woman named Nangong Mei pondered for a moment before answering.

"Nangong Mei!" Dongfang Mo muttered to himself.

Then she looked at the woman and continued, "Do you know Nangong Yurou. ”

And after his words fell, the woman's expression changed when she looked at him, and there was a hint of surprise in her eyes.