"Hehe, these stupid people, do you really think that the Blood Demon is so easy to kill?" In a hidden place not far from the battlefield, several secret lights flashed, and someone actually arranged a stealth formation here at some point.

A dark sound came out from inside, which looked extremely weird.

"Liang Daoyou, we are waiting here for this group of fools to fight the blood demons, and then we will go out to clean up the mess!" another rather rough voice sounded.

"Don't worry, Xiao Daoyou, don't think that there are only a few people here, even though the Moro Mountain is very large, but there are really a lot of people staring at this treasure of the Moro Sect!" the voice before sounded again.

"What Daoyou Chiyan said is very true, it's better for us to be careful, there are blood pools everywhere in this Moro Sect, and there are not a few blood demons, with Xiao Daoyou's hidden formation, it is enough to give us a few more chances of winning, so it's better to wait with peace of mind!" another voice sounded.

"It's okay, we'll just watch here, and when the blood demon is almost finished fighting by them, let's make a move!" the rough voice groaned slightly, and immediately agreed.

"Hey, hey, Xiao Daoyou has been a little impatient lately, but it's not like you back then!" a strange scream deliberately lowered his voice.

"Hmph, poisonous camel, don't you have to make fun of Xiao, you were also there back then, are you willing to do it?" the person surnamed Xiao snorted coldly.

"Hehe, although my old camel is unwilling, how can he still come over like this? Where can I compare to Xiao Daoyou, Shouyuan will be exhausted!"

"Don't quarrel anymore, as long as we work together, this trip will definitely be rewarding, and when the time comes, are you still afraid that your cultivation will not enter the country?"

When the rest of the people heard this, they only heard two cold snorts, and then they stopped speaking, as if they were quite angry with each other in their hearts.

Then this hidden formation fell silent again, like a dormant beast, waiting for its prey to appear flawed.

Just after the tea time, the battle in the field changed again.

The giant blood-colored skeleton, even though it was extremely strong, was finally defeated by more than a dozen foundation building monks and was beaten to pieces again, this time everyone learned to be obedient, and without waiting for it to reunite, they used fire spells to turn its broken bones into flying ashes.

Even if the giant skeleton was killed, it also cost the lives of several monks, and everyone looked a little resigned, obviously afraid of this Mora Sect's blood pool.

After all, the giant skeleton that had just been formed by the aggregation had such power, so if you went inside, it was hard to guarantee that there would be no more terrifying demons.

The old man who was the leader, seeing everyone's faces, immediately flashed his eyes and said: "Don't worry about fellow Daoists, we monks are all practicing against the sky, although this trip is dangerous, but if it is successful, it will definitely allow us to go further on the road of cultivation, and then enjoy hundreds of years of life, what is this kind of dedication?"

When he said this, everyone groaned slightly, and then bowed slightly, cultivators are like this, maybe they will die in a dangerous place, if they simply retreat because of a little danger, they will not cultivate to the current realm.

After a while, the people took the storage bags of the dead on the ground and went inside, and those who were killed by the giant skeleton did not leave a trace of flesh and blood, but it saved their work.

Soon after they left, a group of people in the hidden formation also cautiously walked out of the formation, paid careful attention, and then hung behind the group of monks and followed.

Without the battle between the Blood Demon and the Monk, the place was calm, but no one noticed that the pool of blood that had been lost from the Blood Demon gradually bubbled up, as if something was about to come out.

But the strange thing is that there was a roll in the blood pool, and those thick blood plasma slowly sank, and even the blood demon dust left on the ground was sucked into the blood pool.

After the tea, the pool of blood dried up, and there was no longer the feeling of blood rushing to the sky before, but the rich blood was still the same

Suddenly, a pale red phantom flashed beside the blood pool, staring at the dry blood pool for a while, and then his body shook and went inward.

In the Moro Mountain, there are not a few monks who enter everywhere, and battles can be seen everywhere, shouting and killing one after another, which shows the large number of people who entered.

On the outskirts of Mount Moro, in a valley, eight strange people wrapped in blood-red robes and wearing blood-colored masks gathered together, and skeletons appeared on their blood robes, looking strange and terrifying.

And the skeletons on these people, from eight to one, are arranged in an orderly manner.

"Why, these immortal monks are really stupid, the Moro Sect is the top sect of my Demon Dao, and most of the secret treasures in it are Demon Dao treasures, and their Immortal Dao is of no great use, and they are desperately entering!" asked one of them a blood-robed man with five skull heads on his body.

"Old Five, what you said is wrong, although there are different immortals and demons, but in the end, they all absorb the vitality of heaven and earth, although there are many demonic treasures in the bloody demonic energy, but they can be used by immortal cultivators again after being purified by secret methods!"

"Big brother is right, those immortal cultivators are the most despicable and hypocritical, but they are dignified in the open, but they are secretly doing things like male thieves and female prostitutes, and those spiritual grasses that were cultivated by the Demon Dao seniors with essence blood were taken by immortal cultivators, is it not the same as being used as alchemy to refine the flesh?" The blood-robed man with two skeletons on his body said fiercely.

"Well, although the Demon Dao Elixir contains blood and demonic energy, but the flesh and blood essence in it is the most gentle and nourishing body, immortal cultivators have always paid attention to the strength of mana, but they don't know how to condense the physical body, but with the blood pill refined by the Demon Dao Elixir, it can make up for this, secretly they are afraid that they have cultivated the Demon Dao Elixir!" The big brother bowed slightly.

"It's hateful, these immortal cultivators occupy a great spiritual land, but they don't know how to enter!" A slightly thin blood-robed man listened to the voice of a woman.

"What the Seventh Sister said is that these immortal cultivators are really hateful, but we can only work hard every day for a little resource in a barren land like the northwest!" the blood-robed man with two skeletons on his body said in a deep voice.

"I don't know when we will be able to enter this spiritual land, and we can cultivate with peace of mind!" said one of them a little lonely.

"Fourth brother, isn't there a problem with your cultivation, if you cultivate with peace of mind, aren't we just like these immortal cultivators, how can we fight to survive in the chaotic cultivation world?" the other sneered.

......Hearing this, the fourth elder shook his head slightly, but he didn't say anything more.

"Don't say it, as long as we complete the task of the master and his old man, there will naturally be a lot of rewards, and it can't help us enter the realm of Yudan as soon as possible!" the eldest brother said in a deep voice, but there was a strange color in his eyes.

When the other seven people heard this, they all bowed their heads and kept silent, but a few of them were slightly frightened in their eyes, and they just quickly lowered their heads to cover up, and were not seen by others.

After some discussion, the people hid their bodies on the spot, and did not make any more sounds, and after a while, the place fell into silence.

At the other end, there was another strange man covered in black mist, holding a palm-sized disc with a strange black glow in his hand, and with a strange laugh, his body shook and disappeared in place.

......

As the days passed, more and more monks entered Mount Moro, and a fight ensued, but more of them tacitly avoided the others and went inward.

Being able to cultivate to this day, most of them are not stupid people, they will not do pointless fights, and only when the treasure appears, will they show their fangs and attack the competitors, and even the people around them.

As one of the top sects of the Demon Dao back then, the prohibition in its sect was conceivably strong, but after many years of erosion of resentment, even if it was offset by the demonic qi of this sect, its prohibition power was weakened a lot.

In addition, for tens of thousands of years, every time the secret realm is opened, many monks will come, and no matter how strong the prohibition is, it will not be able to withstand so many attacks.

Therefore, the prohibition in many places in the interior has been opened by these people who only build the foundation and cultivate.

According to what he had learned from Tang Zhenye's memory, Wang Mo was dressed in the Night Demon Hidden Cloak, and marched all the way to the interior of the Moro Sect without hindrance.

He also took out the treasures that could be easily obtained in the way, and those that seemed to be protected by prohibitions were still solid, so he let them go.

The purpose of his trip is not to rely on these things, only to get the things that Tang Zhenye saw back then, but he has no ability to take out, can he feel at ease.

If it weren't for that, he wouldn't have taken any chances, preferring not to follow the mysterious old man's arrangement, but to hunt for treasure in Mount Moro.

Carefully dodging several waves of monks walking in groups, his body shook, and he rushed into a narrow valley mouth.

The divine sense cautiously poked out, checked if there was a prohibition around him, and walked forward again.

It's just that after moving forward, Wang Mo's figure froze, and he looked ahead with a solemn face.

There stood a huge blood-colored skeleton several feet tall, absorbing the remaining corpse parts on the ground, and a trace of blood qi emerged from the corpse parts, and finally merged into the skeleton's mouth.

"Click!"

The skeleton's jaws collided and turned around with a clatter, apparently spotting the uninvited guest.

Seeing that he had discovered it, Wang Mo did not hesitate at all, and the Qinglin Sword turned into a sword several zhang long and slashed towards the giant skeleton.

Along the way, Wang Mo had already seen that those blood demons who had only cultivated in the early stage of foundation building could not find his figure at all.

And when he watched the giant skeleton formed by the blood demon conglomerate and fight the monk up close, the skeleton found his form.

Obviously, because of his own blood qi, these demons formed by the condensation of the Blood Demon Dao have a natural keen sense of blood and qi, and the Blood Demon Son can't find him just because his cultivation is not enough.

Just now, as soon as he appeared, the discovery of this giant skeleton illustrated this.

Looking at the messy situation in the field, this giant skeleton obviously killed an unknown number of monks, devouring their flesh and blood, and its aura actually reached an astonishing Fake Dan Realm.

I'm afraid that's why no monks enter here.

With such a big killing weapon existing, how could any monk dare to enter?