It was not the first time that Wang Ziteng had come to the Hidden Immortal Valley, the car was light and familiar, and he soon arrived at the hidden cave in the Hidden Immortal Valley, which was originally a cave of immortals.

However, since the immortal ascended and suppressed the ghost king, the entire cave has flown brightly, gradually losing its rui qi, and the gloomy ghost aura has filled the entire cave mansion.

Sneaking all the way to this cave, it is just like what you saw when you were in the fugue, in the whole cave, the ghost is surging, like smoke and fog, and there are many small caves in the cave, and in each cave, there are many martial arts people in captivity.

These martial arts people were sluggish, their spirits were sluggish, their eyes were listless, and they all sat in a wire cage in a daze, and a thick blood qi rose from the sky above their heads.

"These are all martial artists who have been bred in captivity, and over time, they have lost their spirits and become like walking corpses, just providing blood for the ghosts, and they no longer have their own spirit and spirit, just like blood slaves, insensitive, life is better than death!"

Wang Ziteng glanced at some of the Jianghu warriors in the wire cage, and sighed secretly in his heart.

The warriors who know some of them have lost their spirit and are insensitive, and they are all used to such days, year after year, day after day, never changing, and will never think about changing again, consuming all their tempers, and being the blood slave of the ghosts with peace of mind.

In addition to the blood slaves, there are teams of powerful ghosts in the cave, under the leadership of the ghost generals, occupying some positions in the cave, guarding this place, and there are some patrol teams, constantly wandering.

Wang Ziteng cautiously released a trace of divine sense. After a carpet search, I found that there was no trace of my father here. I was secretly worried in my heart: "There is no trace of my father here, it seems." It's trapped in the depths of the cave, but the deeper you go, the closer you are to the place where the one-horned ghost king is sealed, and it's easy for the one-horned ghost king to discover his traces, the one-horned ghost king has great powers, and once he finds the traces, it's very dangerous. ”

All kinds of interests and disadvantages have been passed through in my heart. Wang Ziteng frowned, and some resoluteness flashed in his eyes: "If you don't enter the tiger's den, you can't be a tiger, for the sake of my father, since I have come here, I must find out." ”

All the breath was gathered, the soul and mana were all returned to the golden pill, a golden pill was misty, hidden in the void, and Wang Ziteng's body and the earth were integrated. Unfolded the Earth Escape Technique, like a fish in water, the whole person turned into an earthy yellow streamer, and quickly moved towards the depths of this cave.

A blood-red pool came into view. The pool was not wide, about a hundred square meters in size, and the blood was churning in the pool. Like boiling water, blood bubbles bubbled out of the pool. It suddenly exploded, and a fishy smell permeated the air.

"Pool of Blood!"

The prince swept over with a thought. I found that this pool of blood was unfathomable, there was endless blood hidden in the pool of blood, and in the depths of the pool of blood, there were pipes that were full of blood, and I don't know where they were connected.

At this moment, three powerful ghosts pressed a warrior to the front of the blood pool, and casually sent out a ghost qi, the ghost qi condensed into a knife, the knife cut in the warrior's hand where the major artery was, the artery ruptured, and a stream of blood like a fountain suddenly erupted from the main artery and shot into the blood pool.

As the blood was released, the warrior's face quickly turned pale, and his breath became sluggish.

This is a group of ghosts to release the blood of the captive warriors into the blood pool, Wang Ziteng lurked underground, faintly heard that these blood slaves would take it to the blood pool every once in a while to bleed.

After these warriors were bled several times, when their blood qi was insufficient, or the quality was not high, they would be killed, their bodies would be filled, and their souls would be included as ghost pawns in the Hidden Immortal Valley.

Because these people have all practiced martial arts before their deaths, their souls are much stronger than ordinary people, and the ghosts they turn into after death are also much stronger than ordinary ghosts.

These warriors were treated as blood slaves during their lifetimes, providing blood and qi to the Hidden Immortal Valley, allowing the ghosts to practice, and after death, they turned into ghosts and pawns to serve the ghosts, and they could not be liberated until they died.

If a dead ghost refuses to accept and resists, its soul will be devoured by the ghost, and from then on, it will disappear into the Three Realms and Six Realms, never to be reborn.

After Wang Ziteng heard this, his heart was full of anger, this powerful ghost in the Hidden Immortal Valley was too desperate to do things, and he didn't leave a little way for the living beings to live.

If the soul is scattered, it will never be reborn!

Generally speaking, only in the battle between monks will the soul be scattered, and the cultivating beings will generally allow ordinary beings to be reincarnated after death, and it is rare to make such a move to make the souls of ordinary creatures scattered, such a move will greatly hurt the peace of heaven and will be punished by heaven.

"After I find my father, a sip of Dan Fire will turn all the yin qi and ghost mist here into ashes, and avenge the innocent creatures who died!"

Wang Ziteng glanced hatefully at the blood pool, and the group of ghosts who came and went repeatedly lurked quietly, not daring to move.

In the Hidden Immortal Valley, there are three primordial old monsters sitting in the town, with vast magical powers, once these three old monsters are alarmed, it will affect Wang Ziteng to rescue Wang Han.

After lurking beside the blood pool for a while, he didn't wait for the group of ghosts to escort Wang Han over, so he shook his body, left here, and continued to go to the depths of the cave.

The deeper they went to the depths of the cave, the more advanced the cultivation of the ghosts became.

Wandering ghosts, night ghosts, day ghosts, ghosts who take away the realm, ghosts of the Jindan period, and ghosts

Although the cultivation of these ghost creatures is more and more profound in the depths of the cave, their number is also getting smaller and smaller, unlike the wandering ghosts in the Hidden Immortal Valley, which are simply endless, and there are too many to count.

In the depths of the cave, it was not as cloudy and misty as in the Hidden Immortal Valley, but it became clear, and there was almost no yin qi.

An ancient coffin was displayed in the depths of the cave, and on the coffin, there was a Heavenly Dao Rune that was stuck to the seam of the coffin, but now this Heavenly Dao Rune was stained red with blood, and it looked a little strange.

Near the ancient coffin, there were three divine thoughts that glanced at it!

"These three divine thoughts should be the three primordial old monsters in the Hidden Immortal Valley!"

Wang Ziteng glanced at the ancient coffin from a distance, then looked to other places, and sure enough, he saw that Wang Han was bound in a wire cage here.

At this time, Wang Han was dismantled, his breath was sluggish, and the whole person nested there listlessly.

"Father!"

Wang Ziteng roared angrily in his heart, and his breath was unsteady for a while.

"Where is the Taoist friend here, please show up and see it?"

In the ancient coffin, a heavy sound came, as if Jingdong's big drum suddenly sounded, deafening. (To be continued......)