"I hope what you said is true, otherwise, I wouldn't mind taking your head back to Tianji Palace to receive the reward. Situ Reading М” "How dare you? How dare I, Ge Biao, dare to play tricks in front of Mr. Zhang?" "Hmph! It's good that you know. Now that we are here, tell me, Ge Biao, where is the thing you are talking about?" Zhang Taishang's old voice carried supreme power, rolling like thunder. It seems that he has some doubts about Ge Biao's previous words. "That thing is naturally bloodthirsty. If Ge guessed correctly, it should be hiding in this blood lake. The growth of this thing is extremely harsh. Only the essence and blood of an innate warrior can lure it out. Mr. Zhang, wants to Find it and infuse a sufficient amount of warrior essence and blood into the lake now," Ge Biao said in an awe-inspiring manner. "Warrior Essence and Blood?" "That's right. But don't bother Zhang too much. Ge has already known all this, and the essence and blood have been prepared for your Feixing Sect." There was ferocity in Ge Biao's voice. There was a close whistling sound. With a bang, the silhouette of an innate warrior who emerged from Sifang Town flew into the air, and then exploded above the blood lake, shattering into a bloody mist.
Bits and pieces of blood and essence flowed into the cave below, making the smell of blood in the cave even stronger. This group of innate warriors who came to Sifang Town either voluntarily or forcibly originally numbered about sixty or seventy people. After a bloody battle with the Feixing Sect, there were only about fifty left. At this moment, these people knew what Ge Biao's purpose was in forcing them to come to Crow Mountain, and their eyes were split with fear. "Ge, you killed innocent people indiscriminately and you will not die well..." Qiu Yuan cursed loudly. His cultivation was imprisoned, and he had no power to resist at this time. "I don't know whether I will die well or not, but I know that you will definitely not die well." Ge Biao smiled sinisterly and punched the deputy leader of the Zijin Gang into the sky above the lake. His body was also shattered into powder. Suddenly, the scene fell into chaos, with all kinds of pleading, curses, and sighs. Ge Biao said: "Everyone from Feixing Sect, do you want me, Ge Biao, to kill them one by one? Don't waste time, let's do it together." "kill!" Zhang Taishang remained indifferent and remained silent. The leader of Feixing Sect, Zhai Xingzi, who was standing under him, gave the order coldly. Screams came one after another, and a group of masters slaughtered dozens of warriors who had imprisoned their cultivation, just like chopping melons and vegetables. Within ten breaths, except for one Ge Biao, there was no warrior left in Sifang Town. These guys coveted some otherworldly treasure, but they didn't even know what the treasure was, so they went to see the King of Hell. The thick smell of blood seeped into the lake. The essence and blood of dozens of innate warriors contained extremely strong masculine blood. In an instant, in the center of the giant lake, the water waves gradually began to roll, as if the water was boiling, and there seemed to be something. Something is coming out of the lake. "Your Majesty, it's working." The eyes of Zhaixingzi and a group of Feixing Sect disciples all showed joy. Ge Biao took two steps forward, approached Zhang Taishang and said quietly: "Zhang Taishang, in fact, to find this object, the blood essence and blood of these dozens of innate warriors are not enough. There is still one thing missing..." Zhang Taishang stared at the boiling lake with bright eyes, his heart was obviously very excited, and asked: "What is missing?" "What's missing is your essence, blood and yang..." In an instant, a burst of blood suddenly appeared in Ge Biao's hand, and it spat towards Zhang Taishang's back with lightning speed.
"What!" "What a brave bitch. How can you hurt me?" Zhang Taishang's two white eyebrows twitched, his energy gathered, and he slapped Ge Biao with a backhand palm. At the same time, a thick light shield suddenly appeared on his body, blocking the blood light inspired by Ge Biao. But in an instant, a trace of astonishment appeared on Zhang Taishang's calm face, causing his expression to change drastically. Ge Biao's bloody light came into contact with the surface of the light shield, and it tore apart the defense of the light shield like a torrent. After a flash, it instantly sank into Zhang Taishang's body. At the same time, there was a roar and the cave shook. Ge Biao's huge body was sent flying backwards by Zhang Taishang's palm, and he hit the cave wall hard, breaking a stalactite as thick as an arm's length into two pieces. He fell from the air, several mouthfuls of blood spurted out from his mouth, and he was obviously seriously injured. However, Ge Biao's eyes were shining with excitement. He didn't bother to wipe the blood from his mouth and shouted wildly, "Messenger, Sir Messenger, my disciple has honored his mission and brought a master of the third level of virtual realm..." "Jiejie..." A cold and strange laughter rang out from nowhere. The laughter was so soul-stirring that the whole cave was filled with rolling echoes. A large group of Feixing Sect disciples with insufficient cultivation suddenly became devastated. A trace of confusion flashed in their eyes, and then they walked step by step towards the depths of the blood lake that was boiling like boiling water. Several talented innate high-level warriors such as Zhai Xingzi and Yan Benyue could only protect themselves and tried their best to use their mental power to fight against the rolling strange laughter. "Soul-stealing magic sound?" Mrs. Zhang's face was as heavy as water, and she shouted coldly: "Who is it, pretending to be a ghost here?" Just now a ray of blood penetrated the body. Zhang Taishang mobilized his energy to check carefully, but he didn't feel anything happened inside the body, so he felt a little more at ease. But at this time, hearing this strange laughter that could steal people's hearts also made him a little frightened. This time, he fell into Ge Biao's trap and fell into a well-arranged conspiracy. "I, Feixing, sent Taishang Zhang to spread the Dharma. Your Excellency went to great lengths to lure me and his disciples here. Do you have any advice?" The strange laughter stopped suddenly. The boiling blood lake gradually became calm. In the center of the lake, blood surged like a tide, gathering into the shape of a giant hand, slowly holding up a sarcophagus. After a while, the coffin opened and a blood-red figure flew up. This blood-red figure is only about three feet tall. Its hands and feet are crystal clear, white and red, floating in the air. From the back, it looks like a four or five-year-old boy. Xueying slowly turned around. When he turned around completely, Zhang Hongfa, Zhai Xingzi, Yan Benyue and others were all shocked. The blood-red boy's face is extremely old, with wrinkles layer upon layer. The combination of the boy's appearance and height, and the face of an old man, makes him look like he has an extremely strange sinister aura. "I don't have any advice. I just want to use the essence, blood and vitality you are waiting for."
The blood-red boy's voice was extremely old, and it was exactly the same as the strange laughter. After saying these two sentences, he opened his mouth, and a fountain of blood flew up from the lake and was sucked into his mouth. He licked his mouth twice, spit it out suddenly, frowned and said to himself: "The purity seems to be a little bit lacking. Well, blending into the essence and blood Yuanyang of this old ghost from the Feixing Sect, Huanyuan The blood array should be able to operate."