The Great Demon Lord of Martial Arts

Just as several people were asking, several figures shot out. They were Jin Yiwei Yang Ting, Shaolin Liao Fan and others, as well as several strange warriors.

They are all powerful in the Yuanshen realm!

Ji Chuan followed Yang Ting and frowned as he looked at the bloody Shenjian Villa.

Daoxin cultivates the magic of magic, specializes in spiritual powers, and is very sensitive to everything.

With his extraordinary demonic sense, he felt the blood clouds high in the sky and felt a dizziness in his head. This was the first time Ji Chuan had encountered such a thing.

The Taoist demon sees all things as fluctuations. A morning and a tree are a kind of fluctuation, and a warrior's true energy is also a kind of fluctuation.

The stronger the vitality, the stronger the fluctuations.

For example, the true energy fluctuations of Yuanshen realm warriors are definitely stronger than those of Xiantian realm warriors. This is a difference in life levels.

In the blood-colored clouds, Ji Chuan felt unprecedented fluctuations, heart-stopping fluctuations.

Ji Chuan suspected that the bloody clouds were giving birth to a terrible life.

Seeing many people preparing to go to Shenjian Villa to find out what was going on, Ji Chuan sneered. He really didn't know how to live or die.

Some of these people are not even in the Xiantian realm, but they dare to join in the fun here. Even if there are magic secrets, weapons, and rare treasures in it, do you have the life to use it?

Ji Chuan hesitated and said, "Sir, I think this Divine Sword Villa is weird and unusual. Do we really want to go in?"

This sentence makes it obvious that Ji Chuan does not intend to go in. There is no need for him to risk his life for such a dangerous matter.

What's more, holding the devil's plan in your hand is the greatest treasure in the world.

Regardless of whether there were any treasures in Shenjian Villa, it was not worth the risk.

Yang Ting didn't look back and said in a low voice: "Don't worry, someone will find the way for us. Let's wait first. There is no rush."

In the world, there will never be a shortage of desperate people who will do anything for so-called cultivation resources, even putting their own lives at risk.

It's not that these casual cultivators don't know the dangers, they just want to win the one-in-a-million possibility.

Yang Ting was right. After a while, everyone couldn't ask the five major sword sects why they were there. They really couldn't wait any longer, so they walked into the villa in groups of two.

Yang Ting frowned, looked at the blood mist that was getting thicker and thicker, and muttered: "Jichuan, let's move back a little. I always feel uneasy."

Not only Yang Ting, but also Ji Chuan felt the blood-red clouds fluctuate more and more, and his face became more and more ugly.

He had the idea of ​​turning around and leaving. Yang Ting was here, and there was no real danger at this time, and it was difficult to leave directly.

Ji Chuan had a sullen face and hurriedly backed away without taking any notice and showing no interest in what happened at Shenjian Villa.

He is different from Yang Ting. Yang Ting is the envoy of Jinyiwei Town in Ningzhou. If such a big thing happens in Ningzhou, of course he must find out in advance, otherwise he will be derelict in his duty.

Ji Chuan and Yang Ting were not the only ones pushing back. All the Yuanshen realm powerful people present probably felt palpitations in their hearts.

It was far more terrifying than when Head Song Yuping entered just now. At this time, the blood mist was no longer like a layer of gauze, but a layer of blood cloth, surrounding the entire villa.

When Ji Chuan retreated, groups of Jianghu people rushed towards the Shenjian Villa, unwilling to be left alone. The gate of the village had already been blown to pieces.

In an instant, these people disappeared into the thick blood mist without a trace.

There were only a few people left. You looked at me and I looked at you. The strangers did not say hello to each other. Instead, they found a place far away and quietly waited for the movement of the group of people who entered.

After losing these people, I fell into silence again.

So many people poured into the village, but not even a sound was made.

I don't know how much time passed, but Ji Chuan's expression suddenly changed. He suddenly raised his head and looked at the condensed blood cloud with an ugly expression.

In the bloody sky, blood clouds suddenly twisted together, covering the entire area.

The more they gather, the brighter the blood-colored clouds become, and this eerie red color makes people frightened.

Even though Yang Ting's expression changed, this horrific scene could be seen even dozens of miles away.

Suddenly, the world became extremely oppressive. The bright red clouds seemed to be brewing, and blood-red thunder was swirling and dancing in the clouds.

"Boom..."

Unwilling to be left alone, this thunderbolt finally showed its anger and crashed down.

Weird and terrifying.

The roar of thunder did not end with this.

Immediately afterwards, streaks of bloody thunder continued to accumulate energy and continued to fall towards the ground.

"ah……"

If this kind of indiscriminate thunder falls on a warrior, no matter what his cultivation level is, he will turn into ashes and disappear between heaven and earth.

Ji Chuan relied on his extraordinary spiritual perception of demonic species to maneuver on the edge of danger without being injured.

However, those warriors in the acquired realm and even the innate realm were unlucky, suffering endless devastation from the bloody thunder and dying if touched.

"boom!"

The bloody thunder dragon fell, the ground shook, and the wind and clouds changed colors.

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Inside the Excalibur Villa, the Sword Tomb!

The entire hollowed-out mountain interior is extremely wide, comparable to the Excalibur Villa.

The Sword Tomb, which should have been bustling with heat, now became oppressive and quiet.

As soon as they entered the sword tomb, Song Yuping's expression changed drastically and became extremely ugly, so gloomy that he almost shed tears.

They finally understood why there was no one inside the villa and where the thick blood mist came from.

There were corpses lying across the sword tomb, their faces pale and their eyes filled with horror, as if they had been subjected to inhuman torture.

Song Yuping looked ugly. He knelt down and looked carefully at the scattered corpses. His expression changed, and then he kept turning over the corpses.

"The blood in the whole body seems to have been drawn out by something, and it is in every corpse. These people should be the disciples of Shenjian Villa. UU read www.uukanshu.net "

Song Yuping looked solemn and said almost every word.

After hearing this, several people present squatted down to check. Sure enough, perhaps because of the time, the blood of each corpse had dried up and looked haggard.

"What on earth did Mei Xun do? What happened to this Divine Sword Villa?" The head of Yijian Sect looked at the depths of the sword tomb. It seemed that a great terror was brewing there, which made him in the Yuan Shen Realm a little frightened. .

"Have you noticed that the blood-colored mist has become thicker and thicker since we came in?" An elder from the Qingyang Sword Sect stretched out a hand and hugged it in the air. In an instant, his hand was filled with blood-red blood, and he couldn't help but say solemnly. .

Needless to say, everyone has noticed it, but no one has mentioned it.

As soon as it was mentioned, several people's hearts sank, and they all wanted to retreat.

As long as they are not fools, they can clearly feel the terrifying aura inside the sword tomb. This is an extremely evil and bloody aura.

Song Yuping lowered his head and pondered, then raised his head to look deep inside the sword tomb. There were dried corpses scattered along the way, and there was great horror inside.

"Let's leave the Sword Tomb!" Song Yuping made up his mind and said decisively.

You can't mess with such horrible things just for the sake of temporary curiosity and lose your life.

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