A sense of fear rose in the messenger's heart, and he could vaguely guess the mind of the steward, but he did not dare to think about it, and still had a trace of hope and luck in his heart. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He tried to struggle, but in vain.

Holding him down was a master of the Martial Realm, and he had no room for resistance in this Void Martial Realm at all.

"It's gone!" said the steward, with a casual wave of his hand.

Then the messenger felt that his dantian had been hit hard.

"No~~" The messenger's eyes widened, and the pain of the dantian being broken did not make him scream, because he had not come back to his senses until now, and the voice seemed to be just a murmur.

After a long while, his screams rang out, unusually miserable.

However, after all, he had just been wasted and hit hard, and even if he wanted to shout loudly, he was a little powerless.

"Why?" The messenger's eyes were a little blank as he stared at the steward, and he wanted a reason.

It's a pity that the steward turned around and didn't look at him at all.

It was the martial arts realm master beside him who had wasted his skills and said: "It's very simple, the number of people here is not enough, it's just a little bit, your Void Martial Realm just makes up for it." ”

"Why me?" After hearing the words of this martial realm master, the envoy's somewhat godless eyes suddenly burst into anger, and he shouted loudly, "You can't do this, you can't, I'm the person acting for the sect master, and I have to go back to restore my life......"

"As a disciple of the Mixed Demon Sect, then you have to sacrifice everything when the Mixed Demon Sect needs it, even if it is your life. The martial realm master said lightly.

"Why not you?" cried the messenger.

"If we need to, we will not hesitate to die. The martial realm master said lightly.

"Where is all this nonsense?" said the steward, "to tell you the truth, when you came to the main house, the steward did not intend to take your life. However, after learning that there are not enough people, especially after you are still short of the Void Martial Realm, your fate is decided. It's better that fewer people know about things here, even if it's located. You've been here, whether you know it or not, it's safest to die. ”

Hearing this, the messenger was already in despair.

He is indeed desperate, his skills have been wasted, and life is better than death.

In this way, a master of the Void Martial Realm, like a dead dog, was dragged away, and then pressed next to the blood pool, and a disciple on the side did not hesitate to cut a cut on his neck.

The disciples of the Demon Sect on the side were also expressionless, such a master of the Void Martial Realm, who was standing here with his own people just now and laughing loudly, has now become a sacrifice, and the world is impermanent.

It's just that these seem to be accustomed to them, and they are definitely the most loyal disciples here.

The cries of the sacrificed people had faded away, and some had begun to die.

After a while, even this messenger was out of breath, but even if he died, their blood was still flowing.

It wasn't until the blood was drained that these Demon Sect disciples on the side carried the corpses out.

"Let's get started!" said the steward, nodding toward the martial realm's men.

So this martial realm subordinate led a group of disciples to stand around the blood pool, and then squatted down together, pressing their palms on the ground next to their feet.

As their hands touched the ground, they could feel a fierce aura erupt from their bodies, which was a manifestation of their full strength.

At this moment, countless formation traces flashed on the ground around the blood pool, and the formation was activated, and these traces quickly surged towards the central blood pool.

With a 'boom', the entire blood pool began to roar, and the blood inside began to churn wildly.

Just now it was just bubbling up, but now it's like a huge wave in the sea, constantly rising and falling.

Gradually, the blood-colored aura above the blood pool became more and more intense, and the smell of blood was suffocating, even the faces of the disciples of the Mixed Demon Sect here became a little pale.

The blood in the blood pool was quickly evaporated, disappearing and becoming less, and the part that disappeared and became less obviously turned into a blood-colored aura above.

After three quarters of an hour, the blood in the pool had dried up, and at the bottom of the pool, only a thick layer of dark red powder remained.

Those disciples of the Mixed Demon Sect who couldn't help but use their internal force to urge the formation with their hands were all a little shaky, and the power of the formation was greatly drained just now.

And at this moment, the steward suddenly shouted, "Stop!"

Hearing this voice, these disciples were obviously relieved on their faces, and immediately stopped transmitting internal force, and then the whole person collapsed in place, gasping for breath, and then began to breathe cross-legged.

Those disciples on the side who had not activated the formation hurriedly stepped forward to help them with their exercises, so that they could recover faster.

Even the master of that martial realm is no exception, he is also cross-legged pranayama, his skill just now consumes a lot, the stronger the strength, the greater the consumption.

When these disciples stopped, the steward's feet were a little on the ground, and the whole person rushed towards the blood-colored aura above the blood pool.

After approaching the blood-colored aura, he stood in the air, and then his hands continued to seal, as his hands continued to churn, the surrounding heaven and earth momentum began to condense, and then with these heaven and earth momentum, he began to squeeze this blood-colored qi.

The blood-colored aura, which was originally not a small range, slowly converged, and as the range became smaller and smaller, the color of the blood-colored aura became darker and darker, more and more condensed, and finally turned into a circular sphere the size of a fist.

The orb has a dark red color, giving people a strange and demonic feeling, and the bloody aura emitted by this orb is even more unbearable.

Even the steward's face was a little ugly, and he was a little unbearable, but he didn't stop there.

I saw that with a wave of his right hand, a small tripod flew out of his cuffs, this small tripod was russet, and I don't know what it was made of, with countless inscriptions engraved on it, and it was not a mortal thing at first glance.

After the statue was thrown, it was controlled by the steward to the bottom of the dark red ball.

The lid of the tripod was opened, and the momentum of heaven and earth was slightly pressed, and the ball entered the small tripod.

The lid then closed, and then the small tripod slowly fell, and finally landed at the bottom of the pool of blood.

The steward immediately jumped into the pool of blood.

When he landed at the bottom, with a wave of his hand, the remaining blood-colored powder was blown away into the surrounding corners.

At this time, it can be seen that the location where this small tripod fell is the central position of the blood pool.

And in this central position, there is a small depression, which happens to fit perfectly with the small ding.

The steward squatted down, and just like those disciples of the Demon Sect just now, he pressed his palms on the ground on the left and right sides of Xiao Ding.

Then he snorted softly, only to see a terrifying aura erupt from his body.

This is a master of the peak realm of the martial realm, and his deep internal force poured into the ground through his palm.

With the influx of this internal force, a ferocious fiery breath began to erupt around Xiao Ding, obviously there was also a mysterious formation around here, and now the formation was stimulated.

With the stimulation of these formations, the small tripod began to tremble, and the mysterious inscriptions on the small tripod began to flicker incessantly, and gradually the speed of the flickering became faster and faster, brighter and brighter, and finally it seemed to come to life, and began to swim on the surface of the small ding, and I don't know whether it was a real wandering or an illusion generated by seeing people.

No matter how it was for a while, it was certain that these inscriptions on Xiaoding were all burned by the formation, and now they and the formation at the bottom of the blood pool induced and interacted with each other, resulting in magical changes.

After a while, Xiao Ding turned red, as if he was about to melt after being scorched by the flames.

However, it has not melted, and this red state has been maintained, which is the extraordinary thing about Xiaoding.

Xiao Ding began to make a snorting sound, this sound is getting louder and louder, this is the sound of those blood-colored breaths constantly hitting the wall of the Ding.

Half an hour later, the sound began to slowly decline, and after another half an hour, this little ding really calmed down.

At this time, the steward's forehead was already sweating profusely, and his face became a little pale.

The excitation formation just now also consumed a lot of his internal strength, even if he was a master like him, he was a little unbearable for a while.

'Whew~~' The steward let out a long breath.

Then he took out a small transparent jade bottle the size of a thumb from his arms, opened the cap, and with a thought, Xiao Ding slowly rose from the depression and rose to the height of his forehead before stopping.

The lid opened, a puff of green smoke rose, and surprisingly, the smell of blood seemed to be completely gone, and the disgusting smell was completely gone.

Controlling the momentum of heaven and earth, Xiao Ding began to tilt, and the steward placed the mouth of the small jade bottle under the mouth of Ding.

A dark red liquid flowed out of the small ding, and merged into the small jade bottle.

There was very little of these liquids, and they were all poured into the small jade bottle in one breath.

The steward immediately closed the lid of the small jade bottle, and then raised it in front of his eyes to look at it.

Only to find that there was more than half of the dark red liquid in the originally transparent small jade bottle.

These are the blood essences left behind by the round balls formed by the blood-colored aura after calcination.

"The quality this time is really not as good as the previous few times, only half a bottle was collected, some less. The steward sighed.

"Well, what's going on? Why is there no sound at all?" Suddenly, the steward had some doubts in his heart.

Now that he had completed the last step, it stands to reason that his subordinates would come over to congratulate him, but at this time, there was no movement at all.

Thinking of this, he retracted Xiao Ding, jumped slightly, and returned to the top.

"Who?!" When he reached the top, an old man stood a foot away in front of him.

Looking around again, I found that all of my subordinates had lost their breath and were dead.

In front of him, he killed so many people without making any sound, and he didn't even notice it.

The steward's heart trembled, he knew that the one who could do this could never be a master of the Martial Realm realm, after all, there were his own Martial Realm subordinates here just now, but they were all dead.

Even I can't do it myself.

"Enlightenment Realm master, who the hell are you?" the steward forced himself to calm down.

The man did not answer his words, but looked at the small jade bottle that the steward was holding in his hand.

Seeing that the other party's eyes fell on his small jade bottle, the steward hurriedly put away the small jade bottle, just now he felt that there was something abnormal outside, and he forgot to put the small jade bottle away.

"Killing so many people just to collect such a little bit of blood?" said lightly after retracting his gaze, "What a waste." ”

"Even if you are a master of the Enlightenment Realm, once you intervene at this time, my master will not be able to spare you. The steward whispered.

At this time, he could only move out of his master, and with his strength, he couldn't deal with the old man in front of him.

However, when he just finished speaking, he only felt that the figure in front of him flickered, and it was too late for him to quickly dodge.

A scream rang out, and the steward was slammed into the air, and fell a few feet away.

"My essence blood!" the steward ignored his injuries, struggled to straighten his upper body, and wiped his chest, only to find that his little jade bottle was gone.

When he looked up again, he found that the small jade bottle had already reached the old man's hand.

"My master won't let you go, no matter who you are!" the steward lay on the ground, his injuries were very serious, and the other party's palm hit him in the chest just now, making it difficult for him to struggle to get up.

Now he was lying on the ground, his chest still heaving, apparently not dead.

The person who came slowly walked up to him, glanced at him and said, "Say, what kind of exercises did Chao Chao Chao cultivate when he collected these essence bloods? Moreover, where has Chao Chao gone in the past thirty years?"

"You really came for my master, but you miscalculated, how can you imagine my master?" the steward coughed and said.

"It's just a little chao, when the old man broke through the realm of enlightenment, he was just a small peerless realm, right?" said the man with a sneer.

"What?" the steward struggled to keep his eyes open as he stared at the man who was coming, trying to see if what he was saying was true or false.

"Old man Heavenly Demon Hall Qin Lu. Qin Lu said.

"Huh?!" exclaimed the steward.

He didn't know Qin Lu, but he knew that the Heavenly Demon Hall now had three major Enlightenment Dao Realm regent elders.

And this Qin Lu is one of them, and he also knows that Qin Lu is the longest among the three who has entered the realm of enlightenment, and in terms of strength, he should be the strongest among the three.

It's no wonder that Qin Lu dared to say something like that, Qin Lu was much older than his master, and when Qin Lu broke through the realm of enlightenment, his master might really be in the peerless realm at that time.

The steward knew that his master's skills had improved greatly in the past few decades, and he felt that the ordinary realm of enlightenment was not much of his master's opponent.

But this one in front of him is not an ordinary enlightenment realm, he is a master of the Heavenly Demon Hall.

Moreover, he is also a master who has been famous for a long time.

For the Heavenly Demon Hall, the people of the Mixed Demon Sect naturally have a sense of fear of it, that is the power of the Heavenly Demon Hall for ten thousand years, no matter who it is, in the face of such a force, they will feel trembling.

Therefore, at this time, the steward didn't know if his master would be Qin Lu's opponent when he came over.

Moreover, even if he transferred to the Burial God Hall now, he would not dare to make a move with the Enlightenment Realm master of the Heavenly Demon Hall, once he really offended Qin Lu, the Heavenly Demon Hall would really be investigated, even if there was a Burial God Hall, he would probably be enough to drink a pot of his own Demon Sect.

"Say it, the old man will reward you with a good time, otherwise he will bring you back to the Heavenly Demon Hall, and even if you want to say it, it won't be so good. Qin Lu said expressionlessly.

Of course, this steward knew that Qin Lu's words were not a threat, and if he didn't say it, he would definitely arrest himself back to the Heavenly Demon Hall.

Obviously, his master has been acting secretly all these years, and even if he is extremely careful, he has still been found with some clues.

He knew very well in his heart that he was doomed.

Qin Lu's words just now were already very clear, even if he said what he knew, then the end would still be a death, but a happy death.

He also knew that in this way, Qin Lu did not deceive himself.

If you deceive yourself, I'm afraid you will say things like letting yourself go.

However, Qin Lu is a person from the Heavenly Demon Hall, and the people of his own Demon Sect are already very cruel, compared to the Heavenly Demon Hall, it is still a small thing, and a person like Qin Lu will naturally not let him go.

"Huh?" the steward screamed again.

I saw Qin Lu stepping on the steward's chest.

"Do you still want to kill yourself in front of the old man?" Qin Lu said with a cold killing intent flashing in his eyes.

"Elder Qin, with your identity, why do you need to embarrass a junior, just ask what you have to say. At this moment, a faint voice suddenly remembered in the stone room.