Lin Ping and the familiar car entered the land of the Blood Bible inheritance, and the dust blasted out behind him slowly fell.

The young man slowly walked in step by step, stood still, looked at the vivid mural in front of him, his eyes turned from blurry to firm, and muttered: "What is good, what is bad, what is good, what is evil......?

With that, he stretched out his finger and tapped the mural, and suddenly, the blood array moved, and a large amount of blood mist poured up, merging into the mural.

Threads of blood flowed down his fingertips towards Lin Pinghe's body.

At this moment, it is strange and beautiful......

"Ding~ The Blood Bible breaks through the fourth layer. ”

The blood line was still pouring in, and in the depths of Lin Pinghe's pupils, the color of blood became more and more obvious, and finally, the blood array exhausted the last trace of blood essence and slowly stopped functioning.

Lin Pinghe's expression was indifferent, the fourth layer was over, and if he continued to go up, he would have to devour the essence blood of the creatures with strong talents, and refine it for himself, and the blood of ordinary monks would be of little use.

As soon as the magic trick was pinched, the giant tripod rotated and floated, Lin Pinghe jumped lightly, "boom", "boom" twice, and the royal tripod broke through the temple wall and broke out of the water.

The skeleton known as the eldest brother felt that his empty chest was worried for a while, and looked weakly at the temple with two more big holes again, and said sadly: Damn human, I didn't want to trap you, can't I go through the gate?!

......

Demon Domain, a remote wilderness place.

Dark clouds hung over the night sky, and the sky was so dark that it seemed to collapse the ground.

The rain falling from the dark clouds swept the vast land in the cold and whistling autumn wind.

The whole space was lifeless, only a giant eagle soared between the clouds and rain from time to time in the sky, shuttling alone and spreading its wings.

The night sky suddenly lit up, revealing a few simple palaces on top of the hill.

Soon, a low thunderclap gradually came, growing louder and louder, and finally roaring. The rain between heaven and earth also followed.

At the foot of the wilderness, except for the wind, rain and thunder, it was pitch black, and there was only a wooden shack, lonely with a small lamp, which shone a little brightly.

This small cabin was only built by some low-level disciples of the Guangming Sect.

Whenever it rains or snows, the disciples who take turns to guard the mountain gate and are not allowed to return to the mountain always secretly hide here to avoid the wind and rain.

Today, it just so happened that it was the turn of a tall and thin young man and a bald man to guard the mountain gate.

The improvised wooden planks barely kept out the wind, leaving a glimmer of warmth and light for the two people in the room.

The bald man sat on a low wooden pier, crossed his legs, staring at the flickering oil lamp, and couldn't help frowning, for fear that the oil lamp would be extinguished again if he accidentally went out again.

However, another tall and thin young man was completely different, sitting calmly on a wooden pier and practicing with his eyes closed.

The bald man snorted and chirped: "His uncle, where birds don't, what are you on duty? When will Lao Tzu reach the Qi training period and lie on the mountain every day!"

The tall and thin young man frowned and reprimanded: "With your cultivation attitude, don't think about the Qi cultivation period in this life!"

The bald man was very thick-skinned, and smiled flatteringly at the young man: "Isn't there a senior brother for you, when the senior brother takes the position, I will follow him!"

The tall and thin young man still enjoyed this kind of praise very much, his face softened a lot, and he reminded: "Your mouth is really restless, be careful of the trouble coming out of your mouth!"

The bald man said proudly: "I know, as long as I don't provoke the head of the family and the elders, who can tolerate me? Hmph, be careful to become the second Linjia Village, and kill a fine light! Hehe......"

"Boom~"

The thunder that shook the sky, and the small oil lamps flashed and flickered.

A gust of wind whistled by, and the small door of the wooden house was opened with a "bang~", and the small oil lamp was suddenly extinguished.

The bald man got up in annoyance, and while walking towards the door, he scolded and said, "The broken weather of the dog day is really unlucky." ”

With that, he grabbed the door and prepared to press it back.

However, for some reason, the hand holding the door stiffened, and the whole person trembled slightly......

The bald man saw a white hand appear in front of him at some point, holding a bright red beating heart in the palm of his hand.

Where does the heart come from?

The bald man subconsciously lowered his head and looked at his chest, a hollow was gurgling and bleeding......

The tall and thin young man frowned again, really disturbing his cultivation, and said softly: "Bald head, why don't you close it, you like to be drenched in the rain?"

The bald man turned his head slightly, looked at the tall and thin young man, opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound.

"Boom~"

Lightning and thunder lit up the sky and reflected the darkness of the wooden house.

The tall and thin young man was startled, clenched his sword and stood up.

Through the lightning, I saw the bald man's face pale, and his eyes revealed pain and fear.

Looking through the door, in the darkness, a pair of scarlet eyes, breathtaking!

This is the breath of death!

"Bang~"

It was as if something had been pinched and exploded, and the result of the air squeezing made a small popping sound.

You are no match for yourself!

The tall and thin young man's hair stood on end, and without the slightest hesitation, he drew his sword, slashed at the wall of the wooden house beside him, and quickly pounced, preparing to flee back to the top of the mountain in a frenzy.

However, when he dodged out of the house, he froze and was shocked to find that his scarlet eyes were a foot away in front of him.

This is a pair of eyes without any human emotions, the tall and thin young man's body stiffened, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, his mind turned quickly, and he hurriedly said in a deep voice: "Senior, I was controlled by the evil cultivators on the mountain, and I worked hard for him! Now that I meet my senior, I am willing to be loyal to you forever and be a cow and a horse for you!"

Unlike his own rain, this person's spiritual power is steaming, and not a drop of rain is wet.

The unknown comer's expression was indifferent, unmoved, and his left hand was as fast as lightning, like a steel tong, pinching the young man's throat and lifting it gently.

Hearing only the sound of "click", the tall and thin young man's eyes bulged out, his heart collapsed, and his face was full of despair.

Immediately afterward, his body trembled, and he felt that something had left his body.

"Bang~"

A distinct and audible popping sound, accompanied by intense pain.

After that, the world is spinning......

The mysterious comer raised his head slightly to look at the top of the mountain not far away, and muttered, "The formation left behind is somewhat useful, my ring should be there." ”

"Boom~"

The figure of the mysterious man disappeared into the darkness once again.

On the ground, two corpses with lost hearts were lying inexplicably.

The sky, the wind and rain howling, swept the ground, adding a bit of poignancy to this wilderness......

........

The top of the wilderness mountain, inside the Guangming Palace.

With the ancient seal dragon flying phoenix dance engraved with "the vast Mingde" four big characters hanging in the hall.

Scar-faced Guangji sat upright in the high hall, and the two old men stood at the bottom.

Guang Ji Cai said majestically: "Starting tonight, I will go out for retreat, and everything in the sect will be handled by you." ”

The round-faced old man was stunned: "Master, why don't you retreat in the door......?"

The square-faced old man next to him was also confused.

Guang Jicai frowned, looked at the two people below, knowing that they were worried that Nanhua Academy would come to the door, and shouted angrily: "What a waste!

The two old men were startled, and hurriedly knelt down, flattering with a round face: "Master, without you, the two of us will have no backbone." If we follow you to the retreat, we can still fight and serve better!"

Guang Ji pondered for a moment, didn't know what to think, nodded and said, "You two can go to retreat with me, but the disciples don't have to, let them go out and practice for a few days on their own, young people will always have to see some wind and rain." ”

The round-faced old man's face couldn't help shaking, and he secretly said in his heart: Let those little cubs go out, aren't they all the kings of the mountain and the harm to one party?!

The square-faced old man also breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't care about the disciple, he could just hold the thigh of the master.

In the eyes of these two people in the early stage of Qi cultivation, the foundation building period cultivators are undoubtedly a piece of heaven!

Guang Jicai hadn't yet condensed his divine consciousness and was unable to transmit sound over a long distance, so he instructed the round-faced old man: "It's better to choose a day than to hit the sun, you go outside and gather all the disciples to the main hall." ”

The round-faced old man bowed down to receive the order and walked out.

Time passed slowly, and it was dark outside the main hall, with lightning and thunder......

Guang Jicai originally closed his eyes to practice, but suddenly, there was a stirring in his heart, and he had to quit the meditation state and look out of the door, why didn't any disciples come?

At this moment, a gust of wind suddenly blew outside, mixed with a strong bloody gas, and it was not clear where it came from, and a breath filled the entire huge hall.

Guang Jicai's eyes narrowed, and a sense of danger appeared.

The square-faced old man was not a fool, and the whole person immediately tensed up, turned around slightly, and looked out of the door.

Someone's coming!

"Pata~", "Pata~", "Pata~"......

The sound of footsteps gradually sounded, still like footsteps with water.

Facing the pitch-black door, it was as if something had come out of the endless dark abyss.

Finally, the young man with strange and blood-red eyes, with a strong bloody aura, slowly appeared from the darkness and entered the faint light, one step, a blood mark!

The square-faced old man was full of horror, and couldn't help but retreat, his heart was like a storm: Isn't this kid dead?

Lin Pinghe ignored the scarred face in the high hall, slowly raised his right hand, and the spiritual power mixed with bloody red light swept out, as fast as thunder.

The old man didn't have time to react, but he was shrouded in blood and pulled over.

The square-faced old man struggled desperately, but to no avail, without the slightest resistance, instinctively felt the approach of death, and screamed: "Save me, save me!"

Lin Pinghe pinched the top of the long-faced old man's head with his right hand, little by little.

The old man screamed, and his face continued to distort and deform with the huge force above his head.

"Bang~" is like a melon pulp bursting, and a large amount of blood is strangely gushing out, boiling, and dissipating.

The smell of blood in the air was aggravated a few points.

The withered, headless corpse fell limply to the side.

The terrifying aura covered the entire hall.

Guang Jicai's pupils shrank, and the square-faced old man died when he died, it didn't matter, but the young man in front of him was like a different person, giving himself an incomparably huge pressure, and even had an idea in an instant - escape!

The blood-devouring boy gently flicked the blood on his hand, and the drops of blood turned into blood beads and rolled down from his smooth and white skin......