(Cat pounce Chinese Zhang Tian was hung by an invisible hand and flew for a long time, and finally was suddenly thrown down, and he didn't even have time to scream before he fell into a pool of blood. Please use this site to access.

Crimson blood seeped through his mouth and nose, and he had to swim desperately to get up in panic, but the blood around him was thick and thick, and he could only struggle up like maggots.

Fortunately, there is a cultivator's breath-holding method that does not need to breathe, but the smell of that person's blood can't be stopped, and he struggles several times before rushing out the blood, and before his eyes can be opened, he hears a sound of disappointment and frustration around him.

"Oh, how come he didn't drown in blood!"

"Damn the dead thing, I don't have fun watching it!"

"Don't be so cruel to the newcomer, wait for the people above to come to find the shaving pig and push this kid out!"

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Zhang Tian wiped the thick plasma off the skin of his eyes, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that the blood pool was full of people, and there were people wearing whatever clothes, and he looked at himself happily.

He walked vigorously to the edge of the pool of blood, only to see a few stout men come forward and block the shore, blocking the direction of his own landing.

Zhang Tian glanced at a few people coldly, and there were expressions of schadenfreude all around, so he was too lazy to cause trouble and turned to the side to prepare to go ashore, but the strong men moved to the side to block it.

He looked up at the few people in front of him and snorted coldly, "Get out of the way!"

The strong men laughed strangely, and one of them spoke, "The newcomers must know how to respect their predecessors, and they can live well if they can be people, so we will explain the rules to you first." ”

"Wait to see the boss and kowtow a few times, and when you meet someone from above, you have to stand forward, and you have to hand in delicious food......"

Zhang Tian was filled with sadness and depression when he was forced to part with his family, and he was detonated by these hooligans, and immediately forcibly landed without saying a word, piling up a few strong men aside.

He quickly observed his surroundings, and saw that there were no less than a thousand ordinary people in front of him, faintly centered on the best dressed and strong, like the Ministry's mine, and his fists were respectful.

A strong man said angrily, "Yo he, the kid has a lot of strength, dare to push your grandfather and don't want to live, don't you, tell you kid, killing someone in our place is as simple as killing a chicken!"

"Lao Tzu just doesn't want to live anymore, tell those bully crumbs to get out!" Zhang Tian roared angrily and swung his claws at the strong man, grabbing his head at once.

Watching the headless corpse of the strong man slowly fall, the people around him all shrank in a pile in horror, and the strong man trembled like a little girl.

Zhang Tian knew that in this kind of place like a mine, only the strong would be respected, so he killed people as soon as he made a move, in order to establish his authority and avoid any more trouble.

He stretched out his hand and pointed to the strong man boss who was shaking non-stop, so frightened that this so-called eldest brother cried as miserably as a tearful man, and finally figured out the situation here without much intimidation.

It turned out that they were all people caught or deceived by the Demon Sect, and they were kept at the bottom of the cave like pigs and dogs, changing their physique to the inferior dregs of the Demon Sect, and they were usually used to practice attack spells and various poisons for the disciples of the Demon Sect.

It is said that there are thousands of gathering places like this, and the small ones are such as thousands of villages, and the big ones are tens of thousands and hundreds of thousands, and they are the lowest existence of the Demon Sect.

However, every three years, the Demon Sect will recruit new disciples, and they will be selected from these people, and those who can survive are all fierce killers, which is also one of the important reasons why the Demon Sect continues to grow.

Zhang Tian understood that what he had to do was to live until the Demon Sect recruited disciples, but as soon as he inquired, he knew that the last time he recruited disciples had just passed, so he could only wait patiently for three years to come.

He became the well-deserved leader of the tribe with his strength, and spent the next day in the dark caves, although he was nominally the boss of the people, but there was no special treatment.

Life in the cave is extremely difficult, every day is just swill-like thin noodle food distributed by the disciples of the Demon Sect, and the clear water is also extremely scarce, and it is said that the other tribes have already eaten human flesh.

However, there is no such thing in Zhang Tian's tribe, because he stipulates that he cannot bully the weak and solve it if he does not obey the claws of discipline, so although life is hard, everyone's life is not a problem.

But there is a problem that cannot be avoided, from time to time there are disciples of the Demon Sect who come to arrest people to cultivate, and the people who are arrested are basically gone and never return.

Everyone was nervous. Afraid that bad luck would befall him, Zhang Tian also tried to hide in the deepest depths, just waiting to live until the next three years Demon Sect recruited new disciples.

He had the magic weapon of the cemetery but didn't dare to use it at all, because there were often suffocating cultivators flying in the sky, and this momentum was far from comparable to that of the Ai Pizi of Kao Village, and it was certain that as soon as the skeleton itself was released, it would be completely destroyed.

Zhang Tian will secretly absorb the dead qi when no one is active at night, and the demon sect cave has gathered the grievances of countless dead people for thousands of years, and the cemetery can't reduce the concentration of this resentment even if it is not inhaled.

But he also found a problem, although the cemetery absorbed a huge amount of dead energy, it could not be upgraded to another level, and the cemetery consciousness body said that it must reach its own ontological strength.

Seeing that the cemetery could not help him much, Zhang Tian concentrated on waiting for the arrival of the Demon Sect's new disciples, but the frequency of the Demon Sect's disciples coming to arrest people has been getting faster and faster recently.

Gradually, there is a saying among these lowest-level tribes that it seems that the production of spiritual fields in various parts of Shenzhou has been greatly reduced, and the spiritual herbs and spiritual herbs are becoming scarce.

In order to compete for the land with abundant spiritual energy and those heavenly and earthly treasures, the Demon Sect and the Righteous Path Cultivation Sect had a series of battles, and lost a lot of good hands, so they will select outstanding people from the cutting-edge disciples and carefully cultivate.

In order to get to the top, the disciples of the Demon Sect are now desperately cultivating to improve their respective strengths, and the unlucky ones are the lowest mortal reserves, and dozens of people from Zhang Tian's tribe have been arrested.

I don't know how many times he was locked up in the Demon Sect Cave, Zhang Tian didn't dare to cultivate when the personnel were active, so he had to look bored and stunned at the Demon Sect cultivators flying overhead from time to time, and the blood pool in the distance was bubbling with blood bubbles slowly surging over and over again.

It is said that the blood and water in the blood pool are all the blood of living people collected by the Demon Sect to increase the concentration of evil spirit power in the Demon Sect, but there are no resentful ghosts wandering, because all the ghosts have been collected by the Demon Sect to refine magic weapons.

There are countless torches lit at the bottom of the cave, and huge oil lamps are lit on the high cave walls from time to time, each lamp is based on a person's body as the wick, and I don't know what kind of lamp oil is used to burn for thousands of years.

He just wanted to live peacefully until three years later in this dead and silent environment, and he had no time to think about anything else, but recently, a disciple of the Demon Sect always came here to arrest people.

The Demon Sect disciple suddenly came to the tribe again, and as soon as he landed on the ground, he anxiously searched in the frightened crowd, shouting while picking people, "No, people are too weak to withstand my poison!"

He suddenly grabbed a strong man and looked up and down a few times, and sighed, "No, this old boy's vitality is already empty, is there only useless garbage here!"

The man who was caught cried out in fear, "Don't catch me, it's our leader who can withstand the poison!"

The disciple of the Demon Sect said happily, "Who is your leader, call him out!"

The man trembled and raised his hand to Zhang Tian in the depths of the crowd, but he had already scared out the feces and urine first.

The Demon Sect disciple looked in the direction of the man's finger, the crowd hurriedly dispersed, and a young man who was not too old stood up from the ground and patted the dust of the strange black cloak on his body.

He let go of the middle-aged man in his hand and said to Zhang Tian in a commanding tone, "Come with me, don't want to resist!"

Zhang Tian had a sneering expression on his face, and said in an extremely respectful tone when he walked towards the disciple of the Demon Sect, "Thank you, Immortal Chief, you can afford to look down on you, no matter what the difference is, I will do my best, I just hope to be able to get the help of Immortal Elder to become a disciple of the Holy Sect." "Cat flutter Chinese