In the blink of an eye, the beast tide in Xuanyang has lasted for a year.

Monsters revel in the land, no one knows their purpose, they use the land as a hunting ground and kill indiscriminately.

The Terran monks gathered to fight, some were tragically attacked by the demon beasts, and their lives were lost, and some monks took the initiative to attack, treating the demon beasts as prey and accumulating cultivation resources.

What's more, sneaking into the demon vein, taking advantage of the opportunity for the demon beast to pour out of the nest and guard the emptiness, he wantonly stole all kinds of resources in the demon vein.

However, neither side had the top combat power on the frontal battlefield, so that this two-race war without any strategic purpose kept the intensity of the war at an acceptable level.

Yu Xian spent a year traveling all over Wangshu Mansion City for eight hundred miles, sucking up eight blood pools, slaughtering three passing demon kings along the way, and successfully advancing the strength of the blood puppet to the third-order upper grade.

The eight blood pools had accumulated millions of essence blood, and the quality and quantity were far superior to the blood sacrifice array in Shangyang City back then.

It can only be said that it is worthy of a quick Demon Dao Exercise, and after having a sufficient supply of essence and blood, the breakthrough speed cannot be calculated by common sense at all.

Of course, this progress was not achieved overnight, but was set up and planned by the Datong Association and Arimama Trading Company for ten years.

If it weren't for the various blood sacrifice formations that collected qi and blood in advance, the process of collecting essence blood would not have been so simple and fast, and he would have to make some noise.

Even so, the loss of essence and blood on the shemale battlefield has also attracted the attention of those who care.

As soon as the beast tide arrives, it is a feast for people who practice demonic skills like Yu Xian.

It's just that Yu Xian is more particular, and he will not take the initiative to harm people's lives, but just take advantage of the trend and collect some leftovers.

But not with other demonic monks.

They are not allowed in the orthodox cultivation world, they live aggrieved on weekdays, and they dare not reveal their identities, and it coincides with the chaos of the beast tide, how can they not seize the opportunity to make a big fuss.

One year after the beast tide occurred, the number of casualties caused by the blood sacrifice of the demon monks to the whole city was almost no less than the damage caused by the demon beasts.

Even if the Xuanyang Sect had already prepared and set up a demon squad, it would be difficult to prevent the appearance of the demonic disaster.

This is one of the reasons why the beast tide cannot be eliminated in a short period of time.

After all, no matter how strong a fortress is, it can't prevent the collapse of the interior.

No one knows that the neighbors and friends who are harmless to humans and animals on weekdays may secretly be demonic monks who practice demonic skills.

With the convenience of the beast tide, one year of demonic path cultivation can be equivalent to a hundred years, which is almost a fatal temptation for cultivators.

Especially the orthodox immortal path cultivation force like Xuanyang Realm, it is difficult to see demon cultivation on weekdays.

While it is difficult for the demon cultivator to survive, it also means that this is the blue ocean of the demon monk.

Practicing magic skills here, there is no need to worry about the fierce competition in the major demon domains where demon cultivation is prevalent, there are peers everywhere, and I accidentally become someone's ration.

Therefore, when the demonic disaster appears, even some monks who spit on the demonic skills on weekdays will inevitably be moved, and privately get two demonic exercises to study and study.

And these monks are the seeds of demonic cultivation, which can take root and sprout at a suitable opportunity.

this day.

The bald man controlled by Yu Xian walked to the underground cave, preparing to absorb and refine the essence blood accumulated in the ninth and last blood pool.

"The last one, after absorbing this, will have to wait a little longer."

With the initial fierce invasion of the beast tide, the intensity of the battle has now dropped by more than one level, and the speed of collecting essence blood has naturally been greatly reduced.

The bald man casually threw out the Ten Thousand Beast Soul Banner hanging from his waist, and the soul body of the Ten Thousand Beasts appeared next to the blood pool.

"Yang Daoyou, I'm tired of you protecting the Fa."

Ten thousand beasts and real people have long been used to it, and they even joked.

"Yu Xian, the demon team has been chasing after you closely, don't overturn the car."

The bald man didn't answer, his body sank into the pool of blood, and after a while, bubbles bubbled out, and he had already entered the sacrificial refining procedure.

Ten Thousand Beasts Real Man stared at the blood pool, the smile on his face was retracted, and he was stunned.

……

There are still mottled blood stains on the ground, but the grass on the ground has absorbed enough nutrients and grows exceptionally lush.

The trees are full of flowers, and there is no sign that there has been a terrible battle here not long ago.

It was an encounter between a migrating Terran monk and a group of demon beasts, hundreds of Terran monks were killed on the spot, and thousands of mortals were reduced to blood food.

Of course, the demon beast group was not much better, and was killed by a "passing" Jindan real person.

on the trees.

Yu Xian was dressed in a shabby robe, with a rustic-looking golden sword at his waist, and a broken straw hat on his face, lying on a thick branch and falling asleep.

It looks like a down-and-out retreat.

He couldn't manipulate the blood golem far beyond the strength of his divine sense.

Even if his divine sense was stronger than that of a monk of the same rank, it was only twenty miles away.

Therefore, wherever the blood puppet appears, there must be a trace of him within a radius of thirty miles. This is also one of the shortcomings of the blood puppet, after all, it is not as convenient as the incarnation outside the body.

Now that the blood puppet is harvesting the essence blood of the blood pool, he is naturally not far away.

He had expected this time to go as smoothly as before.

After all, the blood pool he set up contained the mystery of the Silent Circle.

Even if an ordinary Jindan real person swept an inch into the ground with his divine sense, he might not be able to find a flaw in the blood pool.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to harvest so many pools of blood smoothly.

However, accidents always come unexpectedly.

Two rays of light flashed in the sky.

Yu Xian lifted his straw hat and saw them fall in the distance, his brow furrowed, and it was where the pool of blood was.

"Don't look for death, hey."

Yu Xian sighed and put on his straw hat again.

……

"Dad, are you really sure that this place will have what you call chance?"

A middle-aged monk with thick eyebrows and big eyes, who looked very decent, asked the old man who was wearing a green robe and had a gloomy temperament.

The old man smiled sadly, his eyes kept looking at the ground, as if he was looking at some peerless beauty, and there was uncontrollable salivation in his eyes.

"This fellow can hide it from others, but he can't hide it from his father, when you flew above just now, can you see if this place is different from other places?"

The middle-aged monk shook his head: "It's unusual, I don't see anything different. ”

The old man glared at the middle-aged monk: "Fool, if it weren't for the fact that you are my son, a fool like you would have knelt down in front of his father, and he would not want to ask his father to take a second look." ”

He pulled the middle-aged monk up and flew into the sky, pointed to the grassy green space below, and taught:

"This place is the main traffic artery of the three provinces, which was trampled on by 10,000 people, and even the grass roots could not survive, but the vegetation on this land grew so luxuriantly.

Why do you say so? ”

The middle-aged monk frowned and said:

"The monsters are in trouble, the traffic is cut off, ordinary people can't travel at all, and it's not surprising that the vegetation grows.

As for the lushness, the soil on the ground has not yet dispersed, and it should be nourished by blood and gas, and it is naturally lush. ”

The old man said: "You only know one thing, you don't know the other, you take a closer look, what is the difference between the place where we just fell and the other places?" ”

The middle-aged monk carefully swept around a few times, and suddenly his spirit perked up.

"The vegetation here seems to be sparse and less vigorous than the surrounding area."

"I finally have some eyesight."

The old man's palm turned over, and a piece of jade slip appeared in the palm of his hand, and when the mana was entered, he saw a formation diagram revealed.

"This is the Blood Sacrifice Circle, a secret technique for demonic practitioners to collect essence blood, and it is infinitely useful.

If you can get one, it can help you break through the shackles of the golden pill, cultivate the demonic golden pill, and also refine a good golden pill supernatural power. ”

The middle-aged monk's face was overjoyed: "Dad, you mean there is a blood sacrifice pool here?!" ”

The old man smiled smugly, and the gloom on his face dispelled a lot.

"Those fellow demon cultivators took advantage of the chaos of the beast tide and wantonly arranged such magic circles to collect the blood and qi scattered on the earth.

And practicing spiritual identification for his father is the most sensitive to the induction of blood qi and demonic energy.

Others can't see it, but the father can recognize it at a glance, in the sparsely vegetated land just now, it was the existence of the blood sacrifice pool that absorbed the essence too much, causing the land to lose its energy.

Although the father did not know how that fellow believer had concealed the existence of the Blood Sacrifice Pool, the clues in this place still betrayed it.

Suddenly, the praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind, and this effort is still to make a wedding dress for his father after all. ”

The middle-aged monk swallowed his saliva, as if he saw the hope of breaking through the golden pill.

"Dad, what if the master's family is still there?"

The old man said confidently: "It takes a while for the blood sacrifice pool to collect essence blood, and now that the earth is full of smoke, where will fellow demon cultivators be willing to guard a small blood pool."

Furthermore, even if there is a Lord here, the Father is not a vegetarian. ”

When the middle-aged man heard this, he hurriedly urged: "Then we won't hurry down." ”

"Naturally, I want to go down."

A hint of pride flashed in the old man's eyes, and he took the middle-aged monk down, took out a compass-like magic weapon and calculated, and finally determined the direction.

"Right here."

He stomped under his feet, and the earth caved more than ten meters, and then he saw a twist on the ground, revealing a whirlpool-like entrance.

"Get in!"

The old man pulled his son and jumped into the whirlpool.

The underground has long been hollowed out, and the old man's jump is unimpeded, straight into the underground cave.

……

As soon as the old man stabilized his body, he saw a fist the size of a sandbag hit him head-on, and he barely had time to react.

Rumble!

The huge Ming Wang's law almost broke through the underground karst cave, and the rubble kept falling.

Fortunately, the old man had been laying a body protection spirit technique outside his body, and at this moment, his body flew out upside down and was directly embedded in the stone wall, showing a large and deep human form.

What is touching is that in such a moment of crisis, he did not forget to protect his son behind him.

So when he pulled himself out of the stone wall, his son was barely human behind him, and was reduced to mud.

"Damn it!"

When the old man saw that his son was not breathing, he was furious on the spot, mysterious lines crawled on his face, his body continued to twist, and his pupils turned into vertical pupils like snake pupils.

The snake demon changes!

The cultivation method of the Alien Demon Dao can incarnate all kinds of aliens and control incredible abilities, but because it is easy to lose his mind, he is completely alienated and is thrown into the Demon Dao camp.

It is said that the beast master's beast transformation technique was originally inspired by the Alien Path.

The old man spat out the slippery snake hyacinth, and the injuries on his body continued to improve.

After the alienation, his physical body texture has been greatly enhanced, and the injuries that were seriously injured just now can only be regarded as minor injuries.

Yu Xian sighed lightly, did not come hard, and retreated into the black fog.

The Ten Thousand Beast Soul Banners swept the wind and clouds, and one after another the soul bodies began to fight with the old man transformed into the snake demon as the mist rolled.

Half an hour later.

The old man, who was only half of his body left, gasped for breath, and a bald man stood in front of him, still holding half of the snake's tail in his hand, and threw it away.

I saw the black mist rolling, devouring the snake's tail that contained enough blood.

"I thought it was amazing."

The old man is only a cultivator in the middle of Jindan, but after the alienation, his physique has increased greatly, and he also has a magical ability to strangle the body.

Once cast, it can summon a huge snake demon phantom, which has a strong devouring and tearing power.

It's a pity that the underground cave is too small to be used, and the power is not one in ten.

Although the blood puppet is a third-order high-grade, equivalent to the late stage of Jindan, it is all dependent on the thickness of the blood, and there is almost no powerful magical power.

The only thing that is commendable is its blood and qi law phase, but unfortunately it was only Jiang Laozu who was unlearned back then, and it was a little insufficient in the Jindan realm, and it was not necessarily the opponent of the other party when it really fought.

Fortunately, there is also the top-level magic weapon of the Ten Thousand Beast Soul Flag, and there are ten thousand beast real people and many Jindan combat power refined in the soul flag, and the old man still subdues on the spot.

"Ahem, the skills are not as good as others, the old man admits defeat, he is also a demon monk, it is not easy to survive, please let the old man go, the old man is willing to give compensation, as an apology for the old man trespassing on your territory."

The old man's breath was sluggish, and the mysterious lines on his body faded little by little, and he returned to his previous gloomy appearance, but he no longer had legs.

The bald man said lightly: "Kill you, and everything on your body is mine." ”

The old man leaned against the stone wall and said with difficulty:

"Your Excellency will think that people like me will take their wealth with them, believe me, the old man is worth more alive than dead."

The bald man twisted his neck and made a clicking sound.

"Actually, it's not impossible to let this seat let you go, but you told this seat how you found me?"

The old man stuck out his tongue, and saw that the tip of his tongue was forked, and it was already in the shape of a snake hyacinth.

"This is the talent of the old man, he can distinguish all kinds of smells, and he is particularly sensitive to blood, Your Excellency secretly set up a blood sacrifice array to collect essence and blood, and the old man was fascinated for a while, and he did not intend to break in."

"That's not right!"

The bald man said viciously: "Lao Tzu's formation breath is not revealed, just with your tongue, how can you find it?" ”

The old man had no choice but to repeat what he had just taught his son.

Yu Xian was immediately stunned.

The so-called pulling a hair and moving the whole body, he did hide the source, but he couldn't hide the chain effect caused by it.

Others can't find the blood pool, but they can reverse the blood pool from the external environment.

There are traces of the past.

He seems to understand how the non-causal technique of deception should be deduced downward, and if he wants to truly deceive the cause and effect, it is not to hide him as a person, but to erase all traces of him.

Otherwise, when a piece of a line is missing, anyone who sees it will know that there is a problem.

But if the whole line is gone, then no one will be able to glimpse his existence again.

"I see."

Yu Xian nodded, looked at the old man and said, "How much do you think your life is worth?" ”

When the old man heard that there was a play, he hurriedly replied: "The old man is willing to exchange a ten thousand spirit blood beads for this stump body." ”

The Ten Thousand Soul Blood Bead is a notorious one-time magic weapon in the Demon Dao, which is used to collect the essence and soul qi and blood.

A Ten Thousand Soul Blood Bead represented the lives of 10,000 Qi cultivators, or the essence blood of 100,000 mortals, which was not much inferior to the blood pool he had set up.

Under the blood beads of ten thousand spirits, there are two levels: thousand spirits and hundred spirits.

There is also a magic weapon called the Blood Spirit Bead in the Blood Demon Dao, which is specially used to collect qi and blood essence souls and refine them into spiritual blood, which is most suitable for the cultivation of blood demon monks, and is comparable to the best treasure medicine.

"Your life is so worthless?"

Yu Xian said dissatisfied.

He wouldn't take the initiative to refine the Ten Thousand Soul Blood Beads, but he didn't mind using them to refine the Blood Golem.

A hint of pain flashed in the old man's eyes.

"Two of them."

Seeing that Yu Xian wanted to say something, the old man hurriedly said:

"It's not easy to refine the Ten Thousand Spirit Blood Beads, you have to slaughter the city to exterminate the clan, and it will inevitably attract the Xuanyang Sect's demon team.

The old man only dares to secretly refine some hundred spirit blood beads on weekdays, and he has to go to his colleagues to buy all the spirit blood beads, which is already the old man's entire net worth. ”

"Fellow Daoists?"

Yu Xian finally reacted.

He still thinks that demon cultivators are all loners.

For example, Ten Thousand Beasts Zhenren, he is also a half-demon cultivator, but he has never told him about the same way.

The old man also reacted.

"Could it be that Your Excellency doesn't know the True Demon Society?"

(End of chapter)