Looking for the scream, Luo Tian closed his breath and sneaked into the oasis.

All the way to be vigilant with the crystal bone sword in one hand, several crystal nuclei in one hand, and the most unpredictable demon bead in Na Luo Tian's hand hanging above his head, he made up his mind not to make a move, once he made a move, it must be a thunderous blow, and the demon cultivator was killed instantly without leaving the slightest trouble.

Luo Tian was vigilant in his heart, but there was a miserable scream in his ears.

This second sound was not in the slightest resemblance to the scream of the previous moment, and it could be seen that another monk had been mutilated by the demon cultivator.

With a cold look in his eyes, the speed under his feet couldn't help but be a little faster, Luo Tian entered the oasis and didn't dare to release his spiritual sense to investigate, and the scream was just to guide Luo Tian.

Thousands of feet deep into the oasis, screams rang in my ears from time to time.

But the corpse of a victim has never been seen, and the screams of the spiritual cultivator before death are naturally mixed with spiritual power, and it is not a strange thing to spread a hundred miles away in nine days, and Luo Tian does not care.

It's just that in my heart, I was shocked by how many monks the demon cultivator had captured, absorbing the essence of the monk's soul to heal himself.

"Ahh

Luo Tian screamed again in his thoughts, and his body moved slightly, and he said secretly: "This is already the sixteenth person!"

"This scream didn't echo in the air, it should be nearby!" Luo Tian's eyes flashed sharply, looking for the sound and slowly touching it

There was a splash in front of me, but there was a sticky smell of blood in my nose.

With a tremor in his heart, Luo Tian thought of the terrifying narrative recorded in the family classics about the healing of demon cultivators: the pool of blood is like a sea, and there are tens of millions of floating corpses

'Blood Pool Demon Cultivation' was originally an evil method for Xuantian monks to transform their physique before cultivating demonic skills.

Because it is extremely helpful to the demon cultivators, it is used by most demon cultivators to restore the fù loss, and this evil magic is terrifying because he has very low requirements for the sacrifices in the blood pool, even if there are no mortals, women and children without spiritual power.

"Gather ten thousand souls and cry blood to become demons!" is the case

Although he had been prepared in his heart, when Luo Tian quietly uncovered the leaves of the bush in front of him, he was still shocked by the scene in front of him, and a tingling cold sweat appeared from behind his back

"Ah, you lackeys, even if I die, I won't let you go!"

The two monks in a bloody robe looked at the seventh-layer cultivator of the Body Refining Realm who was held in their hands, and their eyes were indifferent and said lightly: "If you are alive, you will be like a pig and a dog to be slaughtered by us, and if you die, it will be the same!" After saying that, the scimitar soldier made of unknown crystal bones in the hand of the blood-robed monk on the left grinded fiercely at the carotid artery in the monk's neck.

A bloody sword burst out with a "poof", and the two blood-robed monks immediately threw the monk who had been less in and more out of breath into the strange pattern drawn with blood next to him.

As the cultivator's blood flowed more and more, the pattern array emitted bloody red light, and Luo Tiandu felt that the bloody aura around him was a little more disgusting.

The blood seemed to be guided forward along a blood groove, and soon merged into a circular pool of blood.

The blood pool is full of blood and qi, and it has been almost filled with blood.

For some reason, the scarlet blood bubbled up and down like boiling water, and from time to time you could see floating corpses soaked in the blood, and these floating corpses were strange. The intact naked skin is pale, and what is missing is only the skeleton of Sen Sen, but it has not been dismantled.

Luo Tian's eyes followed the blood pool and looked around, and he was horrified to find that there were no less than six blood-robed monks gathered around the blood pool, and Luo Tian was very sure that they were Xuantian monks and not demon cultivators.

However, the 'blood pool cultivation demon' in front of him is a storage zài that only demon cultivators can use.

Call!

There was a whirlwind, and two more blood-red figures appeared on the side of the blood pool, which were the Blood Blister Monk. The two pressed against a pale cultivator, who was apparently knocked unconscious, but also saved some pain.

Without the slightest hesitation, the two blood-robed monks grabbed the man's head and slashed it at the neck, the knife was extremely skillful, and immediately the head flew and the body was kicked into the bloody spirit array by another person, and the blood also flowed along the blood groove into the blood pool, making the blood pool even more bloody and full of demonic energy.

"Why have you been here for so long, don't you know that the Ancestor continues to nourish his body?" a blood bubble monk flashed in front of the two of them and said sternly.

The two were stunned for a moment, and two wisps of ghost fire flashed in their eyes without emotional fluctuations

"Ghost cultivator!?" Luo Tian almost screamed, his eyes revealing a ghostly light that only ghost cultivators would do.

Could it be that the ghost cultivator has already been in adultery with this demon cultivator? Could it be that the rumors that the ghost cultivator has a deep relationship with the demon cultivator are true?

Luo Tian's eyes condensed the killing intent towards the ghost cultivator in his heart and instantly surpassed the disgust of the demon cultivator.

Then I thought that the person called the 'Demon Cultivator' 'Ancestor', could it be that these Demon Cultivators were the disciples of the Demon Cultivator Sect before the Demon Cultivator?

The two ghost cultivators were questioned and were silent for a while, and said hoarsely: "Almost everything that the nearby monks can catch has been caught, and this one was taken by us after chasing for nearly a thousand miles." ”

"Don't give me a reason, you guys!" The black-robed monk stretched out his palm around a finger and said coldly: "Now, let me go out to find the monk! No matter what, you must raise the ancestor's body, if it doesn't work, you will also have a blood sacrifice!"

The blood-robed monk's words had already fallen, and those blood-robed monks were all trembling and cold, and their eyes showed great fear.

In a matter of moments, all the blood-robed monks were scattered.

Only the blood-robed monk who released terrifying words was left standing in the air, bowing down to the blood pool and shouting: "Blood-robed ancestor, thousands of generations, eternal life!"

With just this sentence, Luo Tian understood the identity of the demon cultivator.

The blood-robed ancestor was synonymous with terror when Luo Tian was not born decades ago.

It is rumored that the blood-robed ancestor was already a ghost cultivator in the Jindan Realm before cultivating demons, but then for some reason, his temperament suddenly changed drastically, and in less than one night, the Ember Sect turned the sect into a ghost realm within a radius of thousands of miles;

After that, the blood-robed ancestor condensed the 'blood pool' with thousands of miles of blood and qi to cultivate the demon body in one fell swoop.

It also set off a bloody slaughter in the more heavenly realm.

It is recorded in the classics that the blood-robed ancestor fought all the way from the Western Heaven Domain to the Zhongtian Spirit Domain after his great achievements.

The Zhongtian Spiritual Domain is the place that the monks yearn for, and the area where the spiritual power of the Heavenly Realm gathers, although it is the smallest of the five Heavenly Realms, it accounts for sixty percent of the power of the Cultivation Realm.

There are no less than two palms of super sects, and there are countless masters

But despite this, it was still dark to be killed by the blood-robed ancestor, and the countless monk sects that could be regarded as middle and upper class in his domain were almost all wiped out.