Lanzhou, outside the undercurrent city.

Southern Xinjiang is located at the southern tip of the entire continent, and the terrain is mostly mountainous, forested and wasteland. At this time, on the overgrown flat ground, a boat slowly sailed by. The hull was rusty, apparently left behind by some age, and the worn-out mast crumbled in the wind. Strangely, the entire ship was not on the ground, but suspended in mid-air.

At this time, on the flying boat, there were several figures sitting cross-legged, led by five middle-aged people in black robes, their eyes closed and scattered on the edge of the flying boat, which seemed to form the shape of a five-pointed star from above. And in the center of the hull stood a group of people dressed in different clothes.

These people, some old and some young, some wearing gorgeous crowned and noble clothes, and some wearing coarse linen peasant clothes, sat on the flying boat at this time, and their expressions were all nervous.

Among the five middle-aged people, the eyes of the one at the top of the pentagram suddenly opened, and a cloud of black gas flashed in his pupils. He looked at everyone with satisfaction and said, "In the past few days, we have told you all the rules in the sect, if there are disobedient people after entering the sect, don't blame us for being ruthless." "This person is none other than the Shadow Evil.

The people in the center of the flying boat were the new disciples who had passed the assessment when the Shadow Sect recruited disciples that day. One of the young men who looked quite shrewd asked cautiously, "My lord, we have been flying on this desert for a few days, but according to our small understanding, shouldn't our sect be close to Undercurrent City, why do we need to travel so far?"

The shadow evil glanced at him and recognized that it was Liu San, who had performed well that day, his originally cold face eased slightly, and he said, "Noise, we're almost there." As a new outer disciple, you naturally can't directly see the appearance of our Shadow Sect's main sect, you need to live and practice in the outer gate of the branch, and only after you have reached the foundation can you officially step into the core of my Shadow Sect. ”

"We have many branches of the Shadow Sect, not only Lanzhou, but also our people in the other four continents. And in the outside world, it is recognized as a demon sect, and it pays attention to the law of the jungle, no matter what method you use, you must step into the foundation within ten years, otherwise, ...... Hmph!" Shadow snorted coldly, a murderous flash in his eyes, and his words were undisguised ferocity.

Everyone was silent, and hurriedly bowed their heads and said yes. In the crowd, a woman dressed in white and wearing a black veil had a hint of worry on her face.

"Father...... Where are you?" Song Muchen sighed lightly. In the past few days, she asked Liu Yong to sneak back to Huacheng to investigate the situation, but what she got was the news that the Song family had fallen and Song Tian was missing. This made her almost faint, if it weren't for the Song family's clansmen who passed on to her to report her safety, I'm afraid she would have been unable to bear it. However, the disappearance of his father still made Song Muchen at a loss.

She slowly raised her hand, and at the tips of her fingers, a small green meridian slowly emerged, and she sighed lightly and muttered, "Father, wait until I become more powerful in this Shadow Sect...... I will definitely go looking for you, find out the murderer by the way, and avenge my Song family!"

"Alright, we're here!" said another black-robed man slowly. Everyone flocked to both sides of the flying boat to look, and Song Muchen also looked up, but then gasped and covered his mouth and shouted: "This...... It's!"

The flying boat slowly docked to the side, and in front of it was a huge dark cloud! The dark clouds covered the sky and the sun, and inside, yellow thunder and lightning flashes could be faintly seen.

On the clouds, there are countless pavilions, and from time to time there will be Changhong flying by, and under a closer look, Changhong is actually a figure inside! Most of these people on the boat live in Luohua City, where have they seen such a scene, they are all stunned. Shadow Demon snorted, and with a wave of his sleeves, everyone slowly ascended with the flying boat, submerging into the clouds.

"This is the Shadow Sect!"

......

In the Blood Barbarian Branch, in a room, Fang Yan was sitting cross-legged, and blood flashed on his body from time to time.

Suddenly, a loud bang came from Fang Yan's body, he slowly spit out a mouthful of turbid qi, and the three blood orifices in his body, Zigong, Guan Chong, and Shenque quickly rotated, and a trace of vigorous qi and blood came from inside, and began to flow throughout Fang Yan's body, gradually completing a week.

"Whew......" he patted his chest tiredly. In this month's time, he finally established the circulation of Yanshu Tianjiao Gong inside the first blood aperture, and his cultivation also returned to the blood gathering layer.

Without the help of the beads, Fang Yan's talent was not high, and the meridians had just healed and were very fragile, so it was naturally very difficult to cultivate.

The reason why he was able to complete the breakthrough in one month was still due to the credit of Yanshu Tianjiaogong. This skill is extremely domineering, otherwise there would not be so many disciples who would have exploded to death because they couldn't withstand the power of the rage. Fang Yan had been on the edge of the first layer for so long, relying on the power of qi and blood absorbed by the beads and the traces that were already close to the Fire Dao.

But even so, Fang Yan was cautious every time he cultivated, for fear that he would go mad if he didn't pay attention. This time the burning of qi and blood was not without benefits, those nascent meridians were much tougher than before, Fang Yan had a feeling that once his cultivation was restored, his strength would definitely far surpass before, and it would not even be difficult to break the bottleneck of the sixth layer of blood gathering.

It's a pity that the other four blood knots in the body are still empty, and it will take a long time to replenish them. However, Fang Yan was already very satisfied.

You must know that it is not easy for ordinary burning qi and blood to save your life, and you can recover so quickly, in addition to the effect of Yanshu Tianjiao Gong, there are ...... Thinking of this, Fang Yan couldn't help but smile bitterly and pushed the door open.

It was noon, and a ray of sunlight came out of the door, and there was only one ray, indeed, for the outside was completely covered with the shadow of a mountain, and it was the carcasses of all sorts of wild beasts! And next to these corpses, there stood a barbarian with a smile on his face and a rough man with a nervous look.

Since being reprimanded by the old man, this barbarian attitude can be said to be earth-shattering, not only nodding to himself, but also sending a large amount of food every day.

You must know that the fastest way to replenish qi and blood is to eat. If it weren't for the huge nutrients brought by these foods, Fang Yan would not have been able to restore his cultivation to the first level of blood gathering so quickly, but unfortunately the beads in his body did not react at all, otherwise Fang Yan could recover faster by absorbing these flesh and blood and transforming them into his own qi and blood, which made Fang Yan feel like a tyrannical creature every time he ate.

And the rough man was obviously more nervous in the face of Fang Yan. After the barbarian went back, he scolded him bitterly, after all, he had tied up Fang Yan before, which made him feel like crying without tears. You said earlier that you knew the clan father, then I will definitely carry you back with a sedan chair. The rough man thought sadly.

Fang Yan looked at them with a wry smile, and didn't touch the food. He had just finished cultivating, and there was no point in eating any more, at this time, Fang Yan took a step and walked towards the street, and the barbarian and rough man behind him hurriedly followed when they saw this.

......

Along the way, Fang Yan saw many people in the tribe. The people here, both men and women, were dressed in animal skins, and when they saw the barbarian father, they hurriedly stopped their work and saluted him respectfully, but Fang Yan had a respectful attitude.

After walking a few meters, Fang Yan saw several strong men wearing animal skins, who were carrying a wild boar and walking back to the village, while the Confucian women on the side stepped forward to express their condolences. When they saw the barbarian father, they hurriedly put down the wild boar they were carrying, bent down and saluted respectfully, and Fang Yan also saluted after hesitating slightly, and then lifted the wild boar again and walked into the distance

The old man nodded to them with a smile and waved them to continue with their work. Fang Yan touched his nose, he had long been accustomed to this kind of scene this month. In this blood barbarian branch, there is a strict hierarchy, and this barbarian behind him is the leader of the blood barbarian tribe, holding the decision-making of various major affairs within the tribe, and his status is extremely noble.

After moving forward for a while, Fang Yan and his entourage walked to the blood pool where he passed by when he was caught, and there was a middle-aged man standing by the pool who was wearing animal skins, but the fabric was obviously better than others, the man's eyebrows removed the previous two lines, and half of the blood lines spread to the bridge of his nose, he carried a wide knife, roared, and his blood exploded, and even a trace of blood flashed on the back of the knife, he carried the knife like electricity and made a set of movements, only to see the middle finger of the man's right hand stretched forward, and the ring finger and index finger were bent into a strange arc. He slashed the knife through his fingertips, and suddenly a drop of blood appeared, but instead of falling, it hovered in the air, and with a flick of his finger, the blood dripped into the pool of blood and quickly disappeared.

Fang Yan's expression froze, the aura on this man's body was very powerful, and he had only felt it in his senior sister, at least he had the strength of the eighth layer of blood gathering.

After coming here for a month, Fang Yan gradually noticed the strangeness here. There are many practitioners among the people in these tribes, and there are not a few of them. But Fang Yan couldn't recognize the school they were cultivating. The people of this tribe seem to have the strength of cultivation, but they are slightly different.

These natives are all extremely powerful, and their qi and blood are very powerful, and they are pure strength cultivators. You must know that the Dao of Strength has now declined, because it is very difficult to cultivate, but in this small ancient tribe, there are cultivators who have a lot of Strength, and even only Strength, which makes Fang Yan very curious.

At the same time, after a few days of observation, Fang Yan also found a clue. Whenever these natives transferred their cultivation, the two blood streaks at the center of their eyebrows would flicker. When Fang Yan first arrived, he noticed that these blood patterns were not born, but were smeared on them by his mother when he was a child.

Case...... Then the weird thing is this pool of blood. Fang Yan turned his vision to the blood pool. I saw that the surface of the pool was clear and thorough, and from time to time a blood-colored bubble floated out, and quickly burst, except that the water in the pool was blood-red, the pool looked very ordinary, and there was not even a smell of blood.