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Behind him, more than a dozen figures, all following closely.

"Huh~~"

After jumping over a high ground, the ghost-faced man in Tsing Yi suddenly stopped.

At the same time, the more than ten figures that followed closely immediately stopped not far away one after another. They were all separated from each other by some distance, and they were on guard.

"Why stop?" someone asked.

"Because we arrived. "Have you noticed that the feeling that keeps attracting us is starting to get stronger and stronger?"

The obscene-looking old man nodded and said, "That's true." ”

Tsing Yi Ghost Face: "So, we have arrived at our destination." ”

"Is it the hill?" the obscene-looking old man squinted his eyes and looked at a hill dozens of feet away.

The hill was no more than thirty zhang high, with a circumference of about two hundred zhang, and the mountain was covered with verdant trees, which looked ordinary and no different from ordinary mountains.

The ghost-faced man in Tsing Yi looked at the small hill, nodded and said, "Yes, it's that small hill." ”

"What kind of place is that little hill? And why do we all feel this way? More than a dozen of us here, from all over the world, are all attracted by that feeling when we gather here?" asked the one-armed man in his forties.

The rest of the people also looked at the ghost-faced man in Tsing Yi with doubts on their faces, obviously having this question in their hearts.

The ghost-faced man in Tsing Yi said slowly: "Don't worry, I will explain to you slowly." Before explaining, we have to start with the exercises we practice. ”

"I think everyone knows that this exercise we practice is called the Blood Demon Sutra, which is an evil exercise that relies on constantly absorbing the essence and blood of others to improve our strength. ”

"Of course, since everyone has chosen this path, they obviously don't mind whether it is evil or not. After all, the rivers and lakes have always been the law of the jungle, and the strong are respected. As long as we can improve our own strength, what do we have to do with the lives and deaths of others? I don't need to say more about these ideals, what I want to say now is, do you still remember the scene when you first obtained this Blood Demon Sutra?"

"Maybe the location where everyone obtains the Blood Demon Sutra is different and varied. But one thing is probably the same for everyone, did we all get a bronze medal and a jade bottle at that time? The bronze medal is engraved with the three characters of the Blood Demon Sutra on one side, and the exercises of the Blood Demon Sutra are engraved on the other side. In the jade bottle, a drop of liquid as black as ink is stored. ”

As he spoke, the ghost-faced man in Tsing Yi took out a bronze medal the size of two palms from his arms.

"I guess everyone's bronze medals should be exactly the same, and you can take a look at my piece. The ghost-faced man in Tsing Yi threw the bronze medal in his hand to the obscene-looking old man.

After the old man took the bronze medal, he also took out the bronze medal from his arms, and when the two were compared, they were exactly the same.

"It's the same. The old man nodded, and then threw the bronze medal of the Ghost-faced Man in Tsing Yi to the other person.

More than ten people in the field passed the bronze medals around like this, compared them with their respective bronze medals, and then found that the bronze medals were indeed exactly the same.

"What does that mean?" said a silver-haired old woman.

Tsing Yi Ghost Face: "Because these things are all from the same person." That person scattered these things all over the world, and finally we obtained them. ”

The obscene-looking old man was puzzled: "Although this Blood Demon Sutra is an evil skill, I have to admit that it is a powerful exercise. Why did that man do this? Why did he spread this practice, and what good did it do to him?"

The ghost-faced man in Tsing Yi sighed and said, "For him, it is naturally good. Because he is a demon cultivator, and we are all the demon fruits he raised. ”

"Demon Keeper, Demon Fruit, what is this?" the silver-haired old woman couldn't help but ask.

The Ghost-faced Man in Tsing Yi explained, "We all know that the Blood Demon Sutra is used to improve its power by absorbing the essence and blood of others. But there is one thing that everyone probably doesn't know, once we reach the late stage of the Tongmai realm, after the eight veins of the Qi Jing open up the six veins, the essence and blood of ordinary people can no longer satisfy us. No matter how much ordinary people's essence blood is absorbed, the skill to improve is insignificant. Dear friends, I think those of you who have reached the late stage of the Tongmai Realm have a deep understanding of this. ”

The obscene-looking old man nodded, and said, "That's true, I wonder why in the past two years, old man, why I have absorbed the essence and blood of others, and my skills have always stopped improving, it turns out that this is the case." ”

The silver-haired old woman also nodded and said, "The old body is like this, I can't imagine that this is the reason." Could it be that our martial arts have stopped standing still, and there is no solution?"

Tsing Yi Ghost Face: "There is naturally a way, that is, to absorb the essence blood of people who are also practicing the Blood Demon Sutra, and the higher the other party's realm, the better the effect." But you also know that if you do this, you are likely to be sucked by the other party's essence and blood, and the risk is very high. ”

Hearing this, the distance between everyone suddenly became farther away, and they all stared on vigilance, as if they were facing a great enemy.

The ghost-faced man in Tsing Yi coughed dryly and said, "You don't need to be nervous, our current interests are still the same for the time being, because we still have a bigger common enemy to deal with." ”

"What enemy?" someone asked.

"It's our Demon Keeper. "Tsing Yi Ghost Face said, "Everyone knows that the current exercises can only allow us to practice to the late stage of the Tongmai Realm. And all of this is the work of our demon breeders. To get the next exercises, we have to find our demon keeper. ”

"What's more, we, as the Demon Fruit, and our Demon Keeper are born mortal enemies, either he dies or we die!"

"Why do you say that we are devil fruits, and what is the meaning of that one who is born to be mortal enemies?" asked the one-armed man in his forties.

Tsing Yi Ghost Face: "Everyone knows that when we first practiced the Blood Demon Sutra, we needed to go through the Demon Seed in order to succeed in our cultivation. And the demon seed everyone knows, it is the drop of pitch-black liquid we got back then. ”

"That drop of demon seed was condensed by our demon cultivator with a secret method, and we used the demon seed he condensed, and we naturally became his magic fruit. And the reason why he condensed the demon seed and scattered it all over the place was, of course, to one day, to absorb our essence and blood. Therefore, we and our demon keeper either die or we die, and we are mortal enemies with him!"

"In addition, when we fight our demon cultivators, our skills will be suppressed, and we will not be an opponent at all when we fight alone. Therefore, we must unite before we kill our demon breeders!"