The cave is actually myself

Chapter 311
Inside the Heavenly Sword Sect.

A tall mountain range as red as blood, with countless flame monsters of different shapes flying in it. Moistened by the fiery breath of the mountain range, they all became lively and vivid.

A young monk drove a black and red sword light and arrived in an instant, stopping in front of a huge stone gate on the mountainside.

He waved his hand towards Shimen, and a delicate fire bird shot into a depression in Shimen, turning into a pool of fiery red liquid, filling up the depression.

Then, the huge stone door opened slowly and heavily.

The young monk hurried into it.

He shuttled through the mountains with ease, and finally came to an empty hall.

In the middle of the hall, stood a tall and fiery red Taoist. The Taoist was about one foot tall, and his whole body was red. It seemed that there was hot magma secretly surging under his skin, containing the power to destroy heaven and earth.

It was Yan Qingli, the Yuan Ying elder of the Tianjian Sect who had entered Lu Yuan Cave Mansion more than once and worked together to eliminate the strange flesh and blood of the Blood Hell.

"Master, the monster blood you need has been collected."

"Follow your instructions and preserve them all with special instruments to ensure their freshness to the greatest extent."

The moment the young monk saw Taoist Huo Hong, he bowed his head respectfully and took out dozens of bottles and jars with strange patterns from his storage bag.

Those containers were all filled with the blood of monsters and beasts, and there were many kinds and strange phenomena.

Some have a little bit of golden light showing when flowing, some are like firecrackers thrown into it, and there are explosion sounds from time to time. There are also strange shadows derived from the blood, which live and die in the bottle, repeating the cycle.

"Okay, well done."

Yan Qingli's consciousness swept over these containers containing blood, and his eyes showed a trace of satisfaction.

After the young monk asked his master a few questions about cultivation, he took his leave and left.

As soon as he left the Crimson Mountains, he felt light all over and his whole body became much more relaxed.

"I don't know why, but I always feel a little uncomfortable when I see my master the last few times. Could it be that during his time in seclusion, his cultivation has become more and more advanced, and the slightest breath he reveals can put so much pressure on me?"

He muttered a few words, and without doubting his presence, quickly left the Crimson Mountains.

In the hall, Yan Qingli's thoughts moved, and all the blood from dozens of containers of different shapes spurted out and merged together to form a dark red blood cell the size of a fist.

On the floor of the hall, dark red lines that appeared at an unknown moment spread rapidly, covering all spaces in the hall in the blink of an eye.

Stimulated by the breath escaping from the dark red lines, the blood cells continued to shrink and expand. After reaching the limit, they turned into countless blood filaments and poured into the dark red lines.

The flow of dark red lines accelerated a bit, and blood appeared in the entire hall, giving it a strange, strange and coquettish beauty.

"After collecting so much blood of living beings, I can finally meet the requirements of offering sacrifices to Lord Blood God."

Yan Qingli's eyes were red, showing a crazy look, and he murmured to himself.

I don't know when, a strange thought emerged in his heart, and he had an extreme desire for blood. Even with the spiritual consciousness of the Nascent Soul monk, he couldn't detect anything wrong.

As time passed, this thought became stronger and stronger, and even later, a weak voice sounded in my heart.

According to the instructions of the voice, he collected a wide variety of blood from living beings in more than ten years, and arranged this sacrificial array in his cave.

He didn't feel anything strange about this behavior that was contrary to the decent style of the famous family. It seemed that his soul had been completely assimilated by the unknown existence in his body unknowingly.

The dark red lines were dense and numerous, like a giant net covering the entire hall. Yan Qingli stood in the center of the hall, his skin split open at some point, and balls of hot flesh fell into the dark red net and merged into it.

The flesh and blood fell faster and faster, and the Nascent Soul cultivator's body, which was comparable to a high-grade magic weapon, heard a slight clicking sound, his skull suddenly cracked, and ten streaks of blood-red liquid flowed down.

A happy smile appeared on the corner of Yan Qingli's mouth, and he allowed his body to gradually melt into blood-red liquid.

He knew that he was about to gain eternal life and become a part of the extraterrestrial blood god, immortal.

In less than a few breaths, his entire body turned into streaks of blood-red liquid, completely blending into the dark red lines.

The dark red lines instantly brightened a bit, winding and stretching, as if they were alive.

Half a moment later, a huge bloody light rose into the sky and lingered for a long time.

In an instant, the entire mountain peak turned into a flesh-and-blood monster, rapidly expanding at an extremely terrifying speed.

The moment the monster appeared, there were various reactions in Tianjian Sect.

In Qianlong Lake, deep in the depths of the lake, a huge dragon meandering across the bottom of the lake lay quietly, its body covered with black water plants.

The huge dragon has been at the bottom of the lake for unknown years, and it seems to have completely integrated into Qianlong Lake.

Suddenly, a pair of lanterns appeared at the bottom of the lake, emitting a bright light, but the old dragon who had been sleeping for many years opened his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, the water plants entangled on its body fell off automatically, and a dragon roar sounded, spreading throughout the entire Tianjian Sect for thousands of miles.

In the huge palace, there is a spiritual platform painted with countless runes floating in the middle. On the spiritual platform, there is a mottled broken sword.

The surface of the broken sword was covered with patina, giving off an air of ancient vicissitudes.

Unexpectedly, the broken sword trembled slightly and made a clanging sword sound. The sound of the sword sound became more and more frequent and louder. In an instant, a sword energy of more than a hundred feet shot out and rushed towards the flesh and blood monster.

Seven or eight figures came quickly from all over the Tianjian Sect, and they were none other than the Nascent Soul cultivator who was staying in the sect.

Looking at the rapidly expanding flesh and blood monster, everyone's expressions were solemn, and their bodies were experiencing a violent surge of spiritual energy.

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in the cave.

Lu Yuan unlocked the restriction in a corner of the great formation of life, death, darkness and disillusionment, and a paper bird with black characters on a white background flapped its wings and flew in front of him.

After confirming that Lu Yuan's aura was correct, the paper bird landed in his palm, and the black patterns on its body changed, turning into streams of information pouring into Lu Yuan's sea of ​​consciousness.

"The Heavenly Sword Sect has undergone drastic changes. It is suspected that demons from outside the territory have invaded the sect. The sect has suffered heavy losses. Most of the sect's disciples, including the Nascent Soul monks, were either eaten directly or turned into strange beings."

Lu Yuan's mind swept over it and instantly captured the details of this message.

This was the first similar message he had received.

A few days ago, the Tianjian Sect, which had a lot to do with the cave, was suddenly attacked by demons from outside the territory. In a hurry, it suffered heavy losses. There were not even a hundred monks left in the sect. The blessed land of the sect was also invaded by the demons and turned into a ghost.

And it seemed to trigger a chain reaction. Many similar scenes appeared in various places in the cultivation world. They were not as vicious and tragic as the Tianjian Sect, but many sects and monks were still implicated. evaporation.

Lu Yuan had met many Danjie and Yuanying monks before, and Ma Mingyuan's chess piece was hidden in the Xuanyu Tower, so he was able to learn all kinds of information in the cultivation world in a timely manner.

"It seems that there are going to be big changes in the world of cultivation, but I don't know whether it will be a blessing or a curse for Dongfu."

This thought flashed in Lu Yuan's mind, and with a thought, the life-death obscurity and disillusionment array was completely opened, sealing the core area of ​​the cave tightly.

(End of this chapter)