Ying Zun lightly caught the token thrown by the middle-aged monk, hesitated for a moment, squinted his eyes, but still honestly followed behind the middle-aged half-immortal monk. If this half-immortal monk wanted to kill him, it would be as easy as a snap. Ying Zun also believes that even if this middle-aged monk kills him, Miao Tu will not go to his junior brother for him, he is just a pawn brought back by Miao Tu on a whim, hoping that it can play a little role in dealing with the Wu Palace in the future, and it can also disgust the Wu Palace: Your death row prisoner in the Wu Palace is now taken in by our Blood Shadow Gate, you come to bite me!

The middle-aged half-immortal elder heard the footsteps behind him, and a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"With such a good character, Senior Brother also brought him back to the Blood Shadow Sect! It's really getting older and more confused, and it's time for the position of the master of this sect to abdicate and make way for Xian!"

The middle-aged monk thought viciously in his heart, he had been peeping at the position of the master of the Blood Shadow Sect for a long time, but the Blood Slaughter Ancestor was extremely strong in his cultivation, and he suppressed several junior brothers below him, and these senior brothers also had their own thoughts, and it was impossible to work together, maybe they would be stabbed in the back by that junior brother or senior brother. Although this middle-aged half-immortal monk wanted to bring down Miao Tu, he really couldn't find a chance, and he wouldn't do anything he wasn't sure of.

Ying Zun followed behind the middle-aged monk and walked towards the depths of the main hall. Led by the middle-aged monk, the two of them unimpeded access to several huge stone gates guarded by elite guards, and finally entered a narrow passage that could only accommodate two people side by side. The stone walls of the passage were covered with layers of folds, which were emitting a red glow of blood. The whole passage is illuminated in red.

"Keep up!" said the middle-aged monk with a surprised smile on his face, turning back to Yingzun.

Ying Zun looked at the surprised smile on the middle-aged monk's face. I felt hairy in my heart, as if something bad was going to happen later. Ying Zun raised his steps and entered the passage, and to his surprise, the floor of this passage was not hard, but elastic, as if stepping on a pile of fresh meat. Curiously, Ying Zun stretched out his hand and pressed the stone wall, and the folds in the stone wall were concave inward under his strength.

"It's disgusting!"

Ying Zun followed the middle-aged monk straight forward. The more he walked inward, the more strange the scene inside the passage became, the passage grew more and more green hairs, and a disgusting smell hit his nose, forcing him to hold his breath.

"Ancestor, what kind of place is this, are we going there!" Ying Zun saw that the two of them had already walked for almost a pot of tea, but they still hadn't finished to the end, and his heart was faintly uneasy. Because he felt that the true yuan in his body that had been cultivated by the Blood Shadow Dafa was faintly agitated, as if he wanted to escape from his body.

"Huh...... It's almost there. It's almost time, and it's time to endure it any longer. That place is not something that ordinary monks can go to, this is the place that our Blood Shadow Sect disciples dream of, especially for new disciples like you. It's impossible to enjoy this kind of treatment!" the middle-aged monk said in a strange tone.

"Ancestor, how can I be virtuous, how can I enjoy the same treatment as other new disciples!"

"I said you can enjoy it. Then you can enjoy this treatment! Who called you a disciple brought by that old guy Miao Tu, and today is your lucky day. You can actually meet me. So if I don't give you any special treatment, how can I be worthy of your good fortune!" The smile on the middle-aged monk's face became more and more strange.

"Seniors. I ......"

"No need to talk nonsense, it's coming soon!" Ying Zun wanted to speak, but the middle-aged monk waved his hand and directly interrupted Ying Zun's next words in a cold voice.

The look on Ying Zun's face changed and changed, but in the end he still didn't speak, now he is a fish and meat, and others are a knife warrior, so he can only resign himself to fate and let the other party slaughter him, whoever calls the other party is also a half-immortal monk, a little finger can crush him into ashes!

The two walked towards Qianmian for a while, and Ying Zun did find that a burst of rich blood light gushed out of the passage in front of them, and this layer of blood light was like substance. The closer you get to the layer of blood, you can see that there are waves of blood surging in the air, and this blood wave is like a wave crashing against the stone wall of the passage.

"Here, ahead is the treasure land of my Blood Shadow Sect, where the blood pool is! Our Blood Shadow Sect disciples will fight for the quota to enter this blood pool every year! Boy, you have good luck, Ancestor, I am in a good mood, and I will directly let you enter the blood pool, but how much you can get in the blood pool depends on your creation!" The half-immortal ancestor with the appearance of a middle-aged man suddenly turned around and stared at Ying Zun with a cold gaze and said. Without waiting for Yingzun to speak, one hand had already buckled Yingzun's collarbone.

Although Yingzun wanted to struggle, he was able to break free from the middle-aged monk's palm.

"Ancestor, what are you going to do, Ancestor, what are you going to do?" Ying Zun shouted in horror, but no matter how he urged Zhenyuan, it was like a mayfly shaking a tree, and it didn't have the slightest effect.

"Haha...... Boy, let me in! If you want to blame it, you brought it to Miao Tu's old guy!" A sneer appeared on the middle-aged monk's face, and the immortal yuan surged, imprisoning Ying Zun's entire body, and then grabbed Ying Zun and threw it at which end of the passage.

Yingzun felt like he was flying, but he still couldn't move the slightest. With a 'poof', Yingzun fell into a blood-colored pool. At this time, Yingzun was finally able to use his body. However, the blood in this blood pool was incomparably thick, like a swamp, and there was a strange force everywhere in it, and the more Ying Zun urged Zhenyuan's body to sink down. And Ying Zun also felt that a strange force was invading his body at an extremely fast speed.

"What kind of power is this, actually destroying my body tissues at a rapid pace!"

Ying Zun felt that the power in this pool of blood that invaded his body was rapidly destroying his body, and his heart began to panic.

"Blood Shadow Dafa! This is the blood pool, the Blood Shadow Dafa should be useful!"

Ying Zun, who sank into the blood pool, immediately thought of the Blood Shadow Dafa and began to run the Blood Shadow Dafa with all his might, this Blood Shadow Dafa was really effective, and it was able to convert the power that invaded his body into an extremely pure True Yuan power, but this force that invaded his body was too strong, even if he ran the Blood Shadow Dafa with all his strength, he couldn't keep up with the speed of destruction of this force. What made Ying Zun feel even more frightened was that the more he sank, the greater the pressure exerted on him by this blood pool, and the stronger the force that invaded his body.

The middle-aged monk stood next to the blood pool, looking at the strings of bubbles rising in the thick blood pool, and sneered on his face: "Boy, who called you bad luck, Miao Tu's old immortal actually became the leader of the evil alliance, and as soon as he came back, he wanted to give us a dismount, so that we could honestly obey his command." You are my warning to Miao Tu, that old fellow. ”

"The power of this blood pool is something that a monk like you can bear, and in less than half an hour, you will be eroded by the blood pool and become the nutrients of the blood pool!" The middle-aged man glanced at the blood pool, showed an inexplicable smile on his face, flicked his sleeves, and then walked towards the passage from which he came. It's just a little Jiedan monk, although you can't kill Ying Zun directly, but if you change your method a little, isn't that a perfect thing!

In a quiet room on the main peak of the Blood Shadow Gate, this quiet room was decorated with magnificent benefits, and it was full of rare treasures that were rare in the cultivation realm. Miao Tu was sitting behind a jade case, and on top of the jade case in front of him, there was the evil alliance covenant made by everyone when the evil alliance was established this time. Although this evil alliance covenant was jointly refined by several people, this refining method did come from his hands, this is the method discovered by the Blood Shadow Ancestor when he discovered the blood pool, but at that time, the Blood Shadow Sect had just been established, and there was really no way to formulate this evil alliance's covenant, but after three generations of development, the Blood Shadow Sect is now the top sect of the evil path, so it is also qualified to call on the evil spirits to sign this covenant.

Although several people were present when this covenant was refined, Miao Tu still kept a hand, as long as he refined this covenant again, then he was the only one who could control this covenant, and then Ji Lan, Huo Mo, and the sick Dao people would not be able to control this covenant, but would be counter-controlled by him.

Miao Tu's face suddenly changed, as he felt that the divine consciousness he had left on the Win Zun Token was rapidly eroding. Miao Tu quickly pinched a spell, and the scene of the place where the blood pool was located immediately appeared in front of him.

"Okay, you're a third junior brother......"

Miao Tu looked coldly at Ying Zun who fell into the pool of blood, but he had no intention of making a move, what he had to do now was to refine this evil path covenant and firmly hold the person who signed the evil path covenant in his own hands.

"I'll settle this account with you in the future, and anyone who dares to go against me will only end up dead!"

Miao Tu stretched out his hand, and the scene in the pool of blood disappeared from his eyes. It's just a little Jiedan monk, and if he dies, he will die, and when he saved Ying Zun, he did have the meaning of disgusting the Wu Palace, and Ying Zun was really not worth much in his eyes. He wouldn't spoil the big thing he's going to do now for the sake of an ant.

Miao Tu stretched out his finger and urged Xianyuan, who poured from his fingers into the evil covenant on the jade case in front of him, and a faint light emitted from this covenant. Miao Tu's hands danced rapidly, forming one seal after another. The re-refining of this covenant is simple, and it only takes two or three days to complete it. (To be continued......)