“...... Cave Heaven!"

Yang Ji only recognized the two words above the cave, and was about to look more carefully, but the next moment, the void roared, and Yang Ji's mind seemed to fall from a high altitude, and fell back to his body with a bang.

Jinghua fell to the ground, Yang Jiyi opened his eyes and sweated like pulp, his whole body was weak and weak, and he couldn't even stand steadily. The blood qi in the body was completely depleted in an instant.

"What the hell is going on ,......here? And what does the word 'Dongtian' mean just now?"

Yang Ji's eyes flickered, and his heart was full of turbulence.

It was the first time he had experienced something like this. The scriptures and paintings can actually take the initiative to suck people's minds into it, not the kind that comprehends the scriptures and paintings, but the feeling that the whole soul is sucked into.

Yang Ji has never had such an experience.

The secret of this strange scroll was finally discovered, but what brought Yang Ji more doubts was there.

I don't know how long it took for Yang Ji to finally come back to his senses, motionless, and his mind was up and down.

This half of the scripture painting will take the initiative to absorb his own blood and qi after the most lucrative, which surprised Yang Ji. ...... And the mysterious cave seen in that sea of blood, what does all this mean?

It's a pity that the last thing fell short, and I finally couldn't understand it.

"There must be a huge secret hidden in this scroll, but unfortunately I can't find out with my current ability......

Yang Ji remembered the feeling of his heart falling at the end of the day, at that time, it was obvious that his blood was exhausted and he could not further peek into the secrets.

“...... Next, you have to find a way to improve your skills with all your might. ”

An electric light flashed in Yang Ji's mind.

After the Martial Dao Quadruple forms the "Blood Furnace", there will be a huge gap with the Martial Dao Triple Ratio, and the strength and strength of the blood will be greatly improved. At that time, it should be possible to further peek into the secrets of the scriptures.

Moreover, the matter of Lin Qingyan and Zhao Hua has come to an end, and Luo Yunzi can't harass herself for the time being, so there is nothing to worry about anymore.

Yang Ji secretly made up his mind to shift all his focus to cultivation.

For the next month or so. Except for the necessary meals and rests, Yang Ji spent all his time on cultivation.

............

"Whew!"

The flames were blazing, rising dozens of feet high in the sky, and the billowing smoke was as straight as a pillar to the sky, even if it was far away.

If you look closely, you can see that the place where the fire is burning is a remote village deep in the mountains. The population of the village is small. There were only a dozen houses, all of which were set on fire and a fire was raised.

Around the house, a mysterious man in a black robe walked back and forth with a torch, setting the houses on fire. At their feet, corpses were strewn all over the field, and the corpses of men, old people, and children all fell into a pool of blood, and all their hearts were gone.

"Help!"

"Help——"

A woman's terrible scream pierced the sky behind her. A man in black grabbed her by the hair and dragged her out.

"Catch a virgin of the yin, just take it back to preside over the ceremony......"

The man in black waved the bloody blade in his hand and gestured to the other men in black.

"Huh!"

Suddenly, the treetops of the woods not far away trembled, and the sound of sparse footsteps came from inside.

"Who?"

The man in black's expression changed, and he suddenly turned his head and glared fiercely at the woods. Eyes are wary. Their movements are so secretive that they must not be known to outsiders.

"Lai Lai!"

Right under the nose of the man in black. A black-haired boy dressed in a black cloth coat, wearing a long sword at his waist, and thin lips walked out of the woods.

Seeing the tragic situation in front of him, the black-haired boy was also stunned.

"Help! Help——"

Seeing the black-haired boy, the woman screamed like a savior. But the man in black changed his expression drastically. This style of cloth is worn only by members of the sect.

"Stop!"

The man in black grabbed hard and dragged the woman in front of him. At the same time, the long sword was horizontal, and it was placed under the woman's neck, and he said viciously:

"Don't come here. Come back again. I'll kill her. ”

The black-haired young man's expression changed, and he hurriedly took a few steps back, but he also shook his hand, as if he was afraid of the hostage in the hands of the man in black, and signaled him not to do anything.

"Huh!"

At the moment when the black-clothed people were relaxed, the black shadow flashed, and the black-haired boy instantly appeared on the two of them, and the long sword in his hand penetrated the woman's heart and deeply slashed into the body of the black-clothed man behind.

"Goo!"

The woman stared at the front with wide eyes, blood foaming from her mouth, as if she didn't expect the black-haired boy to do it to herself.

"You ——"

The man in black looked incredulous, his body trembled twice, and then he fell.

"A bunch of idiots actually thought they could blackmail me with ordinary people. ”

The black-haired boy pulled out his long sword, wiped it on the two of them, and then put it into the scabbard with a disdainful expression.

The black-clothed people around were already stunned by all this.

"Kill!"

The next moment, more than a dozen people in black came to kill one after another. The black-haired boy stepped on the corpse with his left foot, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a sneer.

Whew!

The cold light flickered in the void, and the figure of the young man was incredibly fast. However, in a few breaths, more than a dozen people were killed, and in the same position on the left chest, an identical wound kept spraying blood.

I only heard the bang repeatedly, and in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen people fell to the ground on wooden stakes, and they died of exhaustion.

"Vulnerable!"

After the black-clothed young man said this with a proud face, he stepped over the corpse and came to the original road, bowed down in front of the woods, and waited silently.

"Whoa!"

But after half a cup of tea, the branches swayed, the bushes on both sides parted at once, and from behind came an old man with silver temples, but full of energy and meticulous combed hair.

His body is burly, and every step is sturdy, giving people the feeling of lifting weights.

"See the Elders!"

The black-haired boy bent his body ninety degrees, and his demeanor was respectful, even with a kind of awe in it.

"How?"

The old man walked out of the woods with his hands behind his back and led a dozen disciples of the Iron Sword Sect. These Iron Sword Sect disciples all had a strong aura, and each of them was not under the black-haired boy.

"It's too weak to even practice. ”

The young man in black finally raised his head. Holding high, revealing a sense of confidence and arrogance from the bones.

"Good. ”

The old man smiled, revealing a powerful aura all over his body, and bowed his head slightly: "But remember, my opponent this time is not these little thieves, but the people of the Iron Crown Sect." ”

"There is no room for two tigers in one mountain. There is no room for two dragons in one pool. This kind of visit once a year, although there is no reward, can suppress the momentum of the other party, carry forward the prestige of our Iron Sword Sect, and also increase the image and influence of our Iron Sword Sect in the imperial court. Remember,—— defeat of the enemy is our victory!"

"Yes, Elder!"

The crowd was amazed.

"Song Yi, you go and take a look. ”

The old man looked back.

"Yes. Elder. ”

Behind the old man, a young man with a long figure, a face like a crown of jade, and an extraordinary temperament nodded, and walked out. When he came back, he was already carrying a blood-red bag in his hand, and he was bleeding constantly.

"The left chest and heart were dug out, and it should be that people in the cult killed people in order to hold a ritual. ”

Song Yi said lightly.

"There is nothing to worry about. ”

The old man's face was arrogant. Turning his gaze, he spoke:

"Still. We, the Iron Sword Sect, don't perform evil rituals though. However, these painstaking efforts are also extremely precious sword training materials, which can increase the sharpness and murderous aura of the long sword, which is very useful to our sect. - Xiaojian, you go back first, and these hearts will be brought back to the sect. ”

"Yes, Elder. ”

Rear. An Iron Sword disciple said yes, took the bag and walked away quickly.

Only then did a smile appear in the old man's eyes, and his choice of this path was not just accidental.

"Elder, do you want to report the matter here to the imperial court?"

Behind, a young disciple said suddenly.

"No need. ”

The old man waved his hand. Undoubtedly:

"The affairs of the imperial court have their own affairs to worry about, and we don't need to interfere. - Song Yi, you have the heaviest task this time. Do you want to beat Zhao Hua?"

"Hehe, it's a trivial matter, don't worry about it. ”

Song Yidao, with a flick of his sleeves, there was a charm in his expression, which made people involuntarily believe his words.

"Ha Luha, that's good. There is no weakness in our Iron Sword Sect, and none of you are allowed to lose my face. Did you hear that?"

The old man said.

"Yes, Elder. ”

The crowd responded.

The group quickly made their way through the burning village towards the east.

More than 20 days later, a tall mountain peak appeared in view, and the palace pagoda and waterfall stone bridge loomed on the peak.

"Haha, it's finally here!"

The group's eyes were shining, their spirits were vibrant, and they jumped towards the Iron Crown Mountain.

"Bell ——"

When the Iron Sword Sect and his party appeared on the Iron Crown Mountain with their sleeves fluttering, a loud bell burst out from the highest part of the Iron Crown Mountain, blasting in all directions.

......

"Buzz!"

In the palace, the blood was permeated, and Yang Ji's figure loomed in the vast blood and qi. Around him, the four black shadows stepped apart with their feet, and their palms pushed Yang Ji hard, as if there was an invisible giant wheel in Yang Ji's body, and the four black shadows worked together to rotate the giant wheel in Yang Ji's body.

"Boom!"

There were bursts of roars, accompanied by the shouts of ghosts and gods that appeared far away in the void, and the essence absorbed by Yang Ji became thicker and thicker.

And not far behind him, a vague demon phantom stood in the void like a king, exuding strong flame fluctuations all over his body, as if he could come out at any time.

- The fifth ghost of the "Five Ghosts"!

"Lu" is the "king" of all fierce ghosts, wild ghosts, and powerful ghosts, the head of the five ghosts, and the king of all wilderness. Ghosts are yin things, but "lu" can give birth to yang from yin and burn flames.

The place where the "Lu" passes is "thousands of miles of red land", so the Lu is also called "Dry Lu"!

Yang Ji's "Five Ghost Carrying Dafa" has been cultivated to this point, and the five-headed big ghost has condensed four heads, leaving only the last one, which is also the most difficult to cultivate.

"Bell ——"

It was at this time that there was a shocking bang, and the loud bell poured from the top of the mountain like a flood, and everywhere the bell rang, the window paper in Yang Ji's room vibrated "Gege", as if it would be broken immediately. (To be continued......)