Tang Qian has an advantage, he is more immodest than a lifelong monk, he said that if he wants to fight, he wants to fight, and a lifelong monk will probably say: "Donor, let's learn from each other." And Tang Qian's person had already appeared in mid-air, he pressed the head of Yu Lei, who was extremely shocked, Yu Lei naturally didn't understand why he was obviously taller, stronger, and his mana seemed to be more, but Tang Qian was able to hold himself down very easily.

"It's simple. Tang Qian said with a smile, he had already punched Yu Lei to the ground again: "Because what you see is only the appearance." "Tang Qian's hand is not a lot of mana, and it is just enough to lift Yu Lei's thousand-pound body, and every time Yu Lei uses mana, Tang Qian's punch will interrupt the mana's running route in the body, Yu Lei only ate three punches, and he understands that he and the guy in front of him who looks very small are not at the same level at all.

One punch flew away, one punch interrupted the flow of mana, and then the third punch his person had already sunk deep into the ground of the streets and alleys of Xudu.

Tang Qian naturally played very coolly. He didn't even feel that the so-called Yudumen God called Yu Lei under his command had lost consciousness, and Tang Qian's every punch was heavy, although Tang Qian was a monk, his path was very different from others.

"This guy obviously uses a sword, and if he can't use a sword, he can use his fists so scary. Finger said.

The lifelong monk said with a smile: "Tang Qian is actually similar to me many times, he knows a lot of things, but I will have a little more." It may be that he thought of not talking, so the monk of his life added the second half of the sentence: "Tang Qian is more powerful than me, in fact, because he may have seventeen or eighteen spells, and he will be proficient in more than a dozen." The lifelong monk continued: "He knows more about the things around him than we think. ”

Whether it is being able to cut off other people's mana or being able to know other people's movements in the first step when fighting with others, Tang Qian always seems to be able to surprise people.

So now Yu Lei has been deeply driven into the underground of Yudu.

Tang Qian found that the force of his punch was obviously not so great, but Yu Lei fell deeper than he imagined.

"What is underground?" The answer to this question Tang Qian already knew, because he also fell.

There is a big hole in the shape of a bully on the ground, this hole looks very deep, and there is a faint red light below, Tang Qian did not warn after going down, and the monk mentioned Zhou Sheng, and he wanted to go down.

Anything that appears now is a possibility, a possibility to be able to get out of the capital.

"Little girl, take a hand?" said with a smile on his right hand, standing up tremblingly.

Xia Yubing held his right hand, and then jumped down as well.

The picture in front of them changed, and the faint red light turned out to be a formation, and after passing through, they saw Tang Qian.

In front of Tang Qian was Yu Lei, who had lost consciousness, and they were now in a quiet and somewhat terrifying place.

It's dark.

The slightly glowing mana in Tang Qian's hand could only make them barely see Tang Qian clearly, Tang Qian frowned: "Under the Xudu, is this kind of thing?" This is a question, he was waiting for someone to answer, but his right hand did not speak.

The air here is dreary, almost frozen, as if a person is in water, difficult to breathe.

The light in Tang Qian's hand brightened a little, and he took out the broken sword. Here is a small stone platform, under the stage is a piece of rice field, the wheat ears on it are crystal clear, red, as if it is jade, there is no wind here, dull and terrible, but these ears of wheat are windless and automatic.

There are many ears of rice in sight, but it is dark in the distance, and I don't know where it will go.

Blood rice.

The blood rice is surrounded by paddy fields, but the "paddy fields" here are not water, but blood, thick plasma. Tang Qian didn't wait for his right hand to answer, he walked down first. The plasma in the rice field was still bubbling with sticky bubbles upward, and something seemed to be swimming in it.

Plasma will always have a source, and Tang Qian is walking along the channel where plasma flows.

"To be honest, here, it's like the underworld of Yunzhou. Zhou Sheng said suddenly, and he spoke briefly: "It's very similar to what it should be like here." ”

Tang Qian's footsteps had stopped, and the people behind him had naturally stopped.

There was a door in front of it, this door was hidden, and there was still a somewhat uncomfortable red light inside, Tang Qian said: "If you are not mentally prepared, you can consider not coming in." ”

Still no one answered, so he stepped forward again, opened the door and walked in.

Just next to the rice field of the blood rice, there was no blood at all, not even the death gas and spiritual energy in the air, and now after passing this door, a very strong smell of blood directly penetrated into everyone's nostrils in an instant, this blood smell was a little disgusting, and even choked.

"Legend has it that blood rice is nurtured by blood, and wherever it goes, there is no aura between heaven and earth. The lifelong monk said softly: "It's not that it doesn't exist, but that the blood rice can absorb everything, including the blood qi - that is, the blood qi, which will be absorbed near the blood rice, and what we walked through just now is probably the magic circle that isolates these." When the lifelong monk looked at it fixedly, he sighed again.

There are cages in front of them, but inside are living people, these people are in cages, like animals, their bodies are almost all shriveled, no flesh, no blood, the whole person is not even conscious, only a shell remains, there is a wound on their hand, it cannot be healed, the blood is like a small stream, slowly flowing out, and then little by little it converges into the blood trough in the middle, and then flows outside.

Xia Yubing's body was still trembling, she was very scared, this is human nature, she felt that the things in front of her were wrong, but she couldn't say why, and her right hand, which relied on Xia Yubing to stand firmly, said: "This is a reserved program." The right hand suddenly said, "Although they have expanded, I have to say that we did it thousands of years ago." ”

"Blood, soul, mana, death, whatever we can get our hands on we will inject into the blood rice, but I think they are a very important part of it now. The tone of the right hand is very reasonable.

The right hand said: "The land is not wide, and there are not many people, whether it is the aura or the death qi that can be used for cultivation later, it is not very good, so the Xudu has always been a dying monk to enter here, and his own blood, cultivation, and mana are all returned to heaven and earth, but this is not enough, if you can give all your body to this blood rice, I think it is the best choice." ”

There was a little sadness when she said this.

"So this was originally the largest cemetery in the capital. ”