Yan Gexing barely supported his body and walked out of the blood-stained place, his eyes were black, and his blood was surging.

Finally he stopped, bent down sharply and coughed, blood dripping down his fingers.

Yan Gexing felt the large patch of sticky blood on his hand, and suddenly laughed: How I want to be an ordinary person.

He took out a piece of silk cloth and wiped all the blood on his hands, and he could only walk by feeling.

But at some point, he stepped into the air and fell straight into an abyss, and the feeling of his body falling was very obvious, and the wind from the abyss cut through all his exposed skin.

Yan Gexing thought that he was going to fall on the hard ground of the abyss, but he didn't expect that he would fall into Shui Zheng

I could still feel the water flowing slowly through my fingers, and the white silk covering my eyes was wet, but I didn't feel any pain.

Those streams of water washed all the wounds of Yan Gexing, and slowly healed those wounds.

There was a comfortable feeling in his eyes, and those pains gradually dissipated, and finally Yan Gexing felt that his whole body had regained his strength.

He stretched out his hand to remove the white silk from his eyes, and saw that he was in a blue lake, and the blue water of the lake constantly wrapped him, healing all the pain in his body, and even nourishing his soul.

When this blue lake no longer transmits energy to Yan Gexing, Yan Gexing came out of the blue lake.

He swam to the shore, slowly got up and stood up, looked at the still somewhat tattered robe on his body, took a new robe from the jade pendant and put it on, and then looked at the abyss.

This abyss is completely different from the dark chasm, it is extremely dark, there is only dust and gravel, but here it is like a fairyland on earth, a hundred flowers bloom, and the blue lake is as bright and charming as a sapphire.

I also heard the chirping of birds and smelled the refreshing scent of flowers in the air.

Yan Gexing walked inside along the road, and saw that the spirit flowers and spirit grasses next to him all exuded a strong aura, and the feeling of being wrapped in aura was very good, which made him laugh.

In the cave, Mo Jiyu slashed the transparent snake under the sword, put the obtained keel into the bracelet, but looked at the closed stone door, and sighed faintly.

I tried all kinds of methods but couldn't open this stone door, so I had to wait for the stone door to open again according to the dog son's last ten.

And at this moment, the Shenlong Continent has completely been reduced to purgatory on earth.

At night in the town, the originally lively crowd suddenly let out bursts of screams and cries, and a strong smell of blood came from the air, and a group of demon cultivators dressed in black and holding magic swords rushed out and cut the throats of those people who were visiting the night market.

The streets were littered with corpses, blood staining the ground red, and the cries of children and the mournful cries of women pierced the night sky.

The sudden sound of the bone flute and the sound of the human skin drum are like weeping and complaining, endlessly, listening to people extremely pessimistic and complaining, and the whole person falls into the abyss of sorrow.

A man with a spirit flag and a bone exorcism bell is walking on the street, and what opens the way for him are countless ghosts and white bones, those ghosts are floating around, sucking the souls of Rao, and those white bones are all concentrated in one place, and the blood-colored magic circle displayed on the head is drawing a complete shape step by step, this is the most powerful big array of demon cultivation - blood sacrifice.

Those demon cultivators threw one fresh corpse after another, and some demon cultivators took out a knife as thin as a cicada's wing, and shaved all the flesh and blood, and those fine pieces of flesh splashed on their faces, like an indifferent and ruthless murderous butcher.

The demon clan also made a move at this moment, they waved their sharp claws and directly cut the throats of those people, the major artery in the neck was cut, and blood gushed out at once, and even splashed on the faces of those demon clans.

But they just wiped the blood off their faces with their hands and licked the blood off their hands with the tip of their tongues, revealing a bloodthirsty smile.

The even more ferocious demon looked at the people, showed an excited smile, and hurriedly pounced, biting the throat to suck the blood, and even tore a piece of meat in his mouth to swallow it directly before he had time to chew, and the blood continued to stay along the corners of their mouths, like a mad beast.

A high-ranking monk suddenly appeared here, looking at the scene like a purgatory on earth, listening to those desperate cries, and roaring angrily.

Looking at the blood sacrifice that was about to form in mid-air, he decided to destroy this bloodstain array first, and decided not to let it form.

He held the magic sword and looked at the person who was holding the spirit flag and the bone exorcism bell and was full of ghostly energy, and stabbed with a sword.

The ghostly man watched the high-ranking monk come with a sword, and hurriedly instructed the spirit banner to recall those fierce ghosts, and those fierce ghosts surrounded him, all with terrifying faces and miserable deaths.

They also let out ghost screams one by one, and the sound was so harsh that they could burst the eardrums, and those voices were so noisy that people were dizzy and confused in front of their eyes.

The high-ranking monk had a cold face, wielding his magic sword to slash those powerful ghosts.

The demons were cut off at the waist, but they were reglued together, and one by one they pounced on him from all sides.

He slashed these ghosts indiscriminately, but these ghosts showed their terrifying and bloody faces and grinned at him, which was extremely disgusting and terrifying.

The magic sword in his hand swung faster and faster, forming a whirlwind that slashed all those fierce ghosts.

Turning to attack the person who was holding the spirit banner and the bone exorcism bell, the demon cultivator who was blowing the bone flute and beating the human skin drum watched the high-level monk go to kill his partner, and hurriedly went over to stop it, once he died, this blood sacrifice could not succeed.

All three of those attacks came in the direction of the High Rank Monk, who fended off the blow from the front and was unable to dodge the attacks from the back and flanks.

He slammed the blow twice, his throat sweetened, and the thick smell of blood filled his mouth.

He couldn't help laughing, but this smile was a little hideous, it seemed that the strength of the demon cultivator had increased greatly this time, otherwise according to the original, there would be no way to defeat him with such an attack.

He stood there with the magic sword in his hand, his body full of momentum, and held the magic sword in both hands and raised it high.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Sparks are burning the plains", and the magic sword suddenly burst into a dazzling red light, lighting up the entire night sky.

I saw that countless thin flames suddenly appeared in the sky, and these flames could not have existed in the first place, the demon cultivator looked at this high-level monk with full momentum in surprise and horror, it seemed that this high-level monk was not easy to deal with in such a large area.

The ghostly skeletons were ignited by the thin flames and began to burn, and the people were protected by the sudden ring of fire.