In addition to the blood pool that presented a strange situation, which was full of messes, only Wang Jiang, Wang Hai and Zhao Chuan, who fell to the ground and did not know whether they were alive or dead, were left. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

At this moment, it seemed that only Zhao Chuan and Wang Hai were still somewhat conscious, so that they could hear what Yang Xuan had just said.

Struggling to get up, Zhao Chuan's body was covered with scars, large and small blood holes were all over his body, and his originally clean and tidy clothes were also torn in many places, and his appearance was extremely miserable.

"You...... Who are you?"

Yang Xuan's state was much better in comparison, except for his pale face due to inhaling poisonous smoke, there was only Fang Cai's concussion and true yuan consumption.

He grimaced and said lightly, "I need an explanation"

"Hmph" Zhao Chuan snorted, spit out a mouthful of blood and staggered to the ground, holding the giant knife that was covered with dust and lost the cold of the past.

Zhao Chuan's gaze seemed to glance at the blood pool behind him intentionally or unintentionally, and a touch of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and he disappeared without a trace very quickly, hiding extremely secretly.

"Explain?hehe" A wry smile appeared on his face for no reason, and his expression seemed to be sluggish, "It's nothing more than the pursuit of greater power...... That's it."

Yang Xuan's expression gradually couldn't suppress his anger, "What about this blood pool, which is also a sacrifice for your strength enhancement?"

"The word sacrifice...... Very apt"

Zhao Chuan suddenly relaxed, threw away the giant knife that supported him, and sat on the ground, with a large amount of movement involving the wound on his body, and he snorted in pain, and his hands inadvertently put on the edge of the metal, and behind him was not more than an inch, it was the blood pool that was extremely terrifying before, but now it was full of dead silence.

"Three men, six women, and nine children, refining yin and yang, melting souls and exchanging blood, supplemented by thousands of sundries, achieve the body of human evil...... The male of the Yang year, the moon, the sun, the sun, the child, the child of the Nine Palaces, I Zhao Chuan lasted seven years, and several times even went out of this mountain, traveling thousands of miles, until now, there is still a girl and three children who have not been found......"

"I didn't expect that now I have ruined all my hard work by you bastard......"

Zhao Chuan's expression suddenly became extremely resentful, the resentment in his eyes seemed to turn into substance, his hands danced excitedly, his body staggered, he almost fell, and when his steps moved, he was already close to the edge of the blood pool.

"In this way, this mansion immortal town is also made by you, and the annual tribute is also to collect the so-called thousands of sundries?"

"Huh...... Hahaha" Zhao Chuan laughed arrogantly, and the wound on his body overflowed blood again with this large movement, but he didn't care at all.

"So what? Lao Tzu built them a place to live and spend the rest of their lives in peace......"

"So if anyone has someone who meets your requirements, no matter how suitable the tribute is, it will not be favored by you...... So these people you fancy are deserving of tribute, right?"

The more Yang Xuan said, the more angry he felt.

"So, you can take it for granted that you can abuse the evil law, for your own selfish interests, and disregard the lives of ordinary people?" said a loud shout, which frightened Zhao Chuan by looking at it, and the figure that fell to the ground retreated a little again.

The hands supporting the body were empty, the body was tilted, and he fell down in embarrassment, let out a terrible scream, and waved his arms uncontrollably, everything seemed so natural.

But Yang Xuan noticed that in the depths of Zhao Chuan's eyes, there was a flash of surprise and unforgettable hatred.

He suddenly felt bad in his heart, but it was already too late, Zhao Chuan's figure fell extremely fast, and with a pop, he fell into the pool of black and red soaked blood, with an extremely viscous sound.

"Bad" thought about it, Yang Xuan's body was filled with golden thunder for a while, and before the mortal dust pen was raised, the vision in the blood pool reappeared.

"Goo-goo-goo" sounded as if the bubbling sound of water being boiled, and an incomparably evil aura filled the entire cave in an instant, and a black-red light slowly shot out from it, the first line, and finally the blood pool of Xu Fangyuan.

In the infinite halo, a figure could be faintly seen, with scattered hair and half-naked clothes, and it was Zhao Chuan who had fallen in! The rich black-red blood clinged to his body, and inch by inch seemed to outline something.

"Hahaha...... You bastard, feigned hypocrisy and mercy, you're just a wretched worm," a high-pitched, shrill voice came from the blood light.

"Hmm...... This is such a powerful force...... What kindness, I just want to be the only one, that is, like a captive livestock, let those pigs sacrifice everything for me when needed, Lao Tzu is an immortal, an immortal they admire......"

Yang Xuan's gaze became more and more cold, and the evil aura of the thunder TV shining around him was like nothing, and he also looked at Zhao Chuan's cultivation realm that was gradually becoming stronger, his face was full of sadness and joy, full of anger and disappointment.

"Idiots who ignore the common etiquette and cause trouble to the common people are not worthy of being called immortals"

After that, ignoring the other party's hideous and somewhat stunned face, Yang Xuan held the mortal dust pen in one hand, and under the cover of the golden mang, he wrote in the void "pen and calligraphy etiquette, reverse chaos"

The huge word "Li" appeared, the cave was surging, and the restless and frenzied energy quieted down for a moment, as if it was restricted by heaven and earth, and Zhao Chuan, who enjoyed this powerful power in the blood light, was stunned for a moment, and his terrifying expression froze on his face.

Visible to the naked eye, the blood gradually faded, and the black-red lines on the naked half of the body faded little by little, and by the way, there was also the strange fire that belonged to the true yuan cultivated by his own true yuan hidden realm.

"This ...... This...... No!" Zhao Chuan's voice trembled, without the blessing of this power, his body could no longer be maintained in mid-air, and he was suddenly transferred into the blood pool below that returned to normal, "What kind of demon spell did you cast? Why? Why ......?"

This is just the beginning, the power of the ritual method does not end with the withdrawal of Zhenyuan, gradually, Zhao Chuan felt that the blood under his body was like a quagmire, and his body could not move, not to mention raising his arms, kicking his legs, and it was extremely difficult to move his fingers.

Surprised, his mouth grew up, and his tongue seemed to freeze in mid-air, and it was difficult to move a bit.

"This is God's punishment for you, so mad, exterminate humanity, this world has begun to reject you" Outside the range of the blood pool, Wang Hai, who had not yet fainted, looked at all this in horror, and he was pleasantly surprised by the abnormal movement of the blood pool caused by Zhao Chuan, but what followed was a huge panic.

Zhao Chuan couldn't move, the strange voice of "ho ho" came out of his open mouth, his expression was full of unwillingness and fear, Yang Xuan smiled coldly, opened his mouth gently, and highlighted a sentence, "Nine Heavens Golden Thunder, Destroy the Evil Soul"

The voice was indifferent and ruthless, and in an instant, a dark hole appeared in the cave, either the roof of the cave was broken, or it appeared very abruptly above the blood pool, constantly whirling, and it seemed to be a mysterious existence in the dark.

"Boom" roared loudly, and a touch of gold appeared in the darkness, and then it instantly expanded, turning into a galloping golden thunder dragon, and Ang Angli roared and rushed straight down.

Destroying this evil pool of blood and the struggling figures in it, the viscous black-red liquid instantly turned into flying ashes, which was scattered by the strong wind, and there was nothing left.

Zhao Chuan didn't even snort at the moment of death.

After doing all this, Yang Xuan's body couldn't stop trembling, he was just a monk who had just entered the Tibetan Realm, and the true element attribute had not been awakened, even though the thunder seed of the Nine Heavens Golden Thunder had already been integrated into his body, but for a while, he had no way to control such a huge and powerful golden thunder power.

The footsteps staggered, and he didn't fall to the ground, and the fierce thunder just now didn't kill Zhao Chuan and the blood pool, but it didn't hurt anything else, Wang Hai, who was still in a panic at the moment, and Wang Jiang, who was in a coma, were still alive.

"You...... You...... What are you going to do?" Wang Hai retreated inch by inch in shock, looking at Yang Xuan, who was unstable in front of him, who seemed to have consumed a lot, and the fear in his heart was still not reduced.

"You are also involved in this."

"I ...... I am...... I was forced, although I was the same as that Zhao Chuan, but his ghost fire completely restrained my poisonous True Yuan...... I...... I can't help it...... Don't kill me, please, I finally got to this body cultivation...... I don't want to die."

Saying this, there should be tears in his eyes, Yang Xuan frowned, the knuckles of the fingers holding the pen were a little white, but it didn't look like he was hesitating to get down, but there was a feeling of emptiness in his body and unsustainable.

Wang Hai noticed this, but he was too afraid to think about it, and at this moment, he was catching up with the person in front of him who was not in good shape, and he fought to the death, saying that he would not be able to escape with his life.

As soon as he thought of this, Wang Hai's heavy sword that was dragging in his hand suddenly lifted, his hands were clenched fiercely, and he used all his strength to slash horizontally in front of him, and a faint gray mist diffused out again, forming a rather illusory sword shadow, but the strange feeling of corroding the space had not diminished in the slightest.

"Die to Lao Tzu, idiot"

Yang Xuan's heart was ruthless, he didn't pay any attention to this extremely fast desperate blow, the originally low-hanging mortal dust pen suddenly flipped over, the pen edge was stronger than King Kong, and the rich golden true yuan erupted out, shooting a ruler-long pen, like a sharp arrow at this moment, penetrating the gray mist.

The silk thunder arc circulating above it instantly annihilated the poisonous mist into nothingness, and the pen was castrated, piercing Wang Hai's head in an instant.

When he died, his face still had a look of pride and ecstasy.

Yang Xuan sighed, his eyes fell to the side in a coma, but by the aftermath of this series of explosions, Wang Jiang, who had already gone to most of his life, was guarded by the immortal town.

With a flick of his fingers, the slender thunder mang flashed, penetrating straight through his heart, seeing that his chest, which was still slightly undulating, gradually calmed down, and there was no sound at all, Yang Xuan fell to the ground with a sad expression.

"It's okay, those who gave their lives in vain can also be regarded as comforting......" As soon as he said this, Yang Xuan closed his eyes, swallowed the elixir taken out of the Sumeru Ring, and began to recover the consumption of this battle.