Bang, the village door was pushed open violently, and a thin man came in. He was wearing a red robe that seemed to be stained with blood. He cursed and said: What the hell is this place? It doesn’t matter what you want.
With his back turned to him, the red-robed man stood in front of the wooden stake and said calmly: "Save your strength, you have to stay here for three months before you can rotate. There are so many tribes nearby, you can play whatever you want, it's no better than the main altar."
A young boy with a frightened face was tied to a stake in front of the man who spoke. His body was covered with silver needles, as if he were tattooed with different patterns. ,
The thin man glanced at his senior brother: The women of those tribes are very vulgar, so they just play around and make utensils. There are no senior sisters. They are alluring. I am not like you, I only like to practice.
The man in red robe laughed: They are tempting, but they can also eat people. Junior Brother Xiao, you don’t understand what enjoyment is, that heart-rending scream, that kind of pain-filled moan, which one? No better than women. Listen, listen.
As he spoke, his eyes burned, and he took out a bloody dagger, cut off the young man's hair, stabbed it into his scalp, then slowly cut it open and peeled it off, with extremely careful movements, as if he was performing something extremely sacred.
The young man wailed and struggled with all his strength, but the more he did so, the more excited the man in red robe became, his eyes were excited, and his body seemed to be trembling.
Despite the screams, the thin man also showed a happy expression, thinking that this was the most beautiful music in the world.
There are many disciples of the Blood Clothes Sect in various places in the village. Some of them are gritting their teeth and engraving magic symbols on their bodies, while others are raping women and comparing who is more cruel. The whole place is like a hell on earth.
The perfect man in red robe peeled off a piece of human skin and shouted as if, the boy opposite him revealed his flesh and blood meridians, looking extremely miserable and hideous. But he was not dead yet, his screams turned into low moans, and his life was quickly passing away.
The man in red robe put the human skin on his face and murmured in his sleep: What a strong hatred, curse, and hatred.
He raised his head and looked at the inhuman boy with crazy eyes: Next time, it will be your junior sister.
On the flesh and blood without skin, the young man's eyes bulged, and he wanted to pounce on the red-robed man and bite him.
The man in red robe laughed and enjoyed this scene very much: Who told you to resist the Blood Clothes Sect? I like your junior sister, so I just need to hand it over obediently. Now it’s all right, the master is dead, the junior wife has committed suicide, the senior brother and senior sister have become human skin lanterns, and the junior sister has not escaped either.
There was a heavy sound in the young man's throat, as if he was cursing the man in front of him and the Blood Clothes Cult. Cursing the hellish Southern Wilderness, cursing the unfair sky.
His vision gradually blurred, and he fell into a state of death. Suddenly. He looked past the red-robed man and saw a white-robed swordsman at the gate of the village. He had a normal aura and a steady pace. They are completely different from the people of the Blood Clothes Sect.
Is he the messenger sent by God to burn this filthy sea of blood? His eyes slowly closed, feeling an inexplicable sense of relief and relief.
The man in red robe also noticed it and turned around suddenly. He saw Meng Qi in white with a single sword.
What are you doing? This is the territory of the Blood Clothes Sect. Keep strangers away. His face darkened, but he did not take action.
If the opponent can approach without anyone noticing, he is certainly not weak. There is no need to be impulsive for the time being. Wait until the division announcement is announced and invite strong ones to make this guy look good.
Meng Qi had a smile on his lips: I'm here to kill you.
We are the Blood-clothed Sect. You have to think about the consequences. Those who come are not good and those who are good will not come. The red-robed man's heart skipped a beat, and anger rushed to his forehead. He just wanted to destroy the man in front of him and the eighteenth generation of his ancestors, but he felt that he could not figure out the opponent's strength. , decided to be patient first, and then take revenge.
You are the ones to be killed. Meng Qi's smile remained unchanged, as if a life-threatening smile was frozen on his face.
The man in red robe knew that there was nothing he could do, and sneered twice: Anyone who wants to deal with the Blood Clothes Sect has turned into a weapon of human skin, bones, and flesh. It doesn't matter if you kill me. There are teachers, altar masters, and elders behind me. And the leader, can you bear their anger? I'll tell you.
Before he finished speaking, he raised his sleeves and flew out two clouds, one gold and one silver. They buzzed, but they were strange flying mosquitoes.
Mosquitoes immediately enveloped Meng Qi and kept biting him. At the same time, the thin man and others also released poisonous fog hidden weapon Gu insects. Some of them were even red all over and their palms were like blood as they swatted at him.
Meng Qi stood on the spot, motionless as a mountain, letting insects bite him, being hit by hidden weapons, and poisonous mist entering his body. From time to time, he nodded slightly and said to himself:
Golden mosquitoes can absorb real energy
Silver mosquitoes can spread disease
The poisonous fog is based on peach blossom miasma
The palm technique has the effect of boiling blood and corroding the skin
Listening to his comments one by one, it was like tasting delicious food. The red-robed man felt chills in his heart. He knew that he had offended a powerful person who could not be matched.
In fear, he released the nine human skins on his body, and each skin was covered in blood, and he rushed forward, like an evil ghost.
When the human skin hits the target, the light gold is clear and has no effect.
The thin man also felt extremely dangerous. The Blood Clothes Sect’s signboard didn’t work anymore. In this big world, someone actually dared to destroy the Blood Clothes Sect.
His left thumb slipped away quietly and he used the life-saving means given by his wife.
The thumb disintegrated and turned into a pale white mist, which merged into the poisonous mist. Using the cover, it traveled quickly and penetrated into Meng Qi's nostrils when he breathed in and out.
It’s done
The thin man was overjoyed. This was the famous mist poison of the Blood Clothes Sect. It could quietly enter the body through the obstruction of the nose orifice and kill people invisible.
Once it enters the body, it reproduces rapidly and is extremely difficult to resolve. Even those who are strong in outdoor scenes may not be able to get good results.
Of course, the precursor was that they failed to notice the abnormality and inhaled the mist. Now, the swordsman in white has been infected.
Meng Qi took two more puffs and said to himself:
The taste is bitter, a bit hazy, and not chewy in itself.
There was nothing to chew about. The thin man's eyes were protruding and his mouth was half-open. The man in red robe was also trembling and stepped back.
Suddenly, he laughed ferociously: Go to hell
The light and shadow changed, and the formation was activated. It turned out that he retreated to a stone pillar and activated the simple formation of the village. The miasma suddenly filled the air, with bright red and strange green.
at this time. He saw Meng Qi draw out the long sword, and then he lost sight of the long sword and could not capture the existence of the sword at all.
Bang bang bang, each Gu insect exploded at the same time.
With a thud, each disciple fell to the ground on his back, with a shallow scar between his eyebrows.
The man in red robe could only feel the terrifying sword intent, but could not see the sword light or the long sword.
Zheng, he finally saw the sword. It is as red as jade, and there seems to be a flame burning inside, and this is the time for it to return to its sheath.
After at least half a step, most of the exterior scene found that he was the only living person in the entire village, the man in red robe gritted his teeth, and then his fear turned into madness:
Don't come here
There is a layout for liaison altars here. I just need to press it lightly, and there will be flames shooting into the sky. When the time comes. There are many strong people in this religion who are coming for outdoor scenes. It’s hard for you to fly without your wings.
Even if you escape quickly and can avoid being tracked by the Gu insects, Yuanshen is secretly connected to the entire Southern Wilderness, and there is no place for you anymore.
he shouted. His eyes were red, threatening Meng Qi:
As long as you let me go, I will pretend that this is nothing but the work of an out-of-control wild beast.
Meng Qi stroked the hilt of the sword with his right hand. The smile on his face is still there: Are you talking about the arrangement for contacting the sub-forums
The man in red robe felt that he had frightened him, so he continued, as long as I press the button. The leader of the branch altar will come to rescue him. He is powerful and powerful.
Are you scared
Then let me help you. Meng Qi flicked his right hand, and a stream of light hit the stone altar. Suddenly, red fireworks clashed and exploded into red clouds, which could be seen from a distance.
The red-robed man's voice stopped suddenly and he looked at Meng Qi like a madman.
He is not afraid of the Blood Clothes Cult at all, he just wants to fight to the death
The sword intent reached his body and penetrated his dantian. The red-robed man's true energy collapsed, and the nine human skins lost control and turned around with overwhelming hatred.
The man in red robe was wrapped in layers of human skin. He struggled hard and wailed miserably, but in the end he fell to the ground helplessly, leaving only a piece of human skin.
Not long after, a bloody human figure soared over with such terrifying momentum that the nearby wild beasts did not dare to roar.
He cleared his mind and took in several peaks near the village, but did not find any strange figures.
The leader of the branch altar of the Blood Clothes Sect who dared to run roared angrily, trying to distinguish the traces and chase after him.
But his body suddenly froze, because a few feet away, there stood a swordsman in white with a cold expression and deep eyes.
When did he get close
No, he has always been here. How could he hide it from his search
The Altar Master had the intention of retreating, but he was an old demon and knew that running away in a panic would only expose his flaws and make him defeated faster. He turned his palms and waves of blood surged around him, rushing towards Meng with a strong smell of blood. Strange, it seems to be able to dissolve everything.
Suddenly, his body turned into a blood-colored shadow, and he rushed forward. His speed was far faster than the blood wave. The former was a cover, while the latter was a killing move.
Meng Qi did not draw his sword, but watched as the blood shadow rushed towards him and passed through.
After succeeding, the altar owner was overjoyed, and immediately felt a chill, because he had not plundered any essence, blood or muscle.
Shouldn't it be that the body is covered with blood and only human skin remains
This is the Blood God Art and the Blood Sea. Meng Qi's skin glowed with a layer of light gold, and his tone sounded like a casual conversation.
The Altar Master's heart tightened, and he was about to run for his life when he suddenly saw the light of the sword light up. It was as bright as the sun and turned into sunshine, shining in all directions.
The sun rises in the east, the sea of blood evaporates, and the shadows of blood melt
The Altar Master's invisible soul used a secret method to escape. As soon as he started to speed up, he found a swordsman in white standing in front of him. His eyes were indifferent and vicissitudes of life, like a god or Buddha looking down on the human world.
Change the sky and strike the earth
In the mountain peak full of insects and poisonous fog, a soul lamp was extinguished instantly
An old man with white hair as thin as a snake opened his eyes, full of rage:
Who dares to kill me? Exterior scene of Blood Clothes Sect
He summoned the soul lamp, and in his hand was a palm-sized five-color Gu insect with teeth like knives and ten pairs of wings.
The Gu worm swallowed the soul lamp and emitted red light, pointing the way. The old man stood up suddenly, as if there were countless insects squirming under his skin.
He is the supreme elder of the Blood Clothes Sect, the Venerable Wan Zhong. He is one hundred and seventy-seventh on the local list.
Once he is caught by me, he will turn into a stream of light, rush out of the mountain, and follow the traces.
Meng Qi carried Liu Huo and flew towards Chang Snake Mountain. He deliberately did not cover up his whereabouts completely, lest the upper echelons of the Blood Clothes Sect would have no clues and would have to invite the Blood Sea Rakshasa. .