The Legend of the Immortal Cauldron

When Matthew was tied up, Haizi walked in front of him expressionlessly.

He slapped his storage bag, and a blood-red long sword appeared in his hand.

Without any extra movements, he raised the long sword and stabbed it into Matthew's body.

Suddenly, Matthew couldn't help but scream.

He found that his essence and blood were being quickly absorbed by the blood-red long sword.

At the speed of the long sword's absorption, it would take him less than a moment to become a dry skeleton.

At this critical moment, the ring on Matthew's wrist flashed, and an illusory big hand appeared.

This hand gently flapped, and a gentle breeze blew.

Haizi's face changed, and just as he wanted to retreat, he was blown by the gentle breeze.

Suddenly, a strong wind came out of Haizi's body and trapped him.

Matthew moved his body backwards and pulled the long sword out of his body.

The illusory big hand stroked again, and the four chains that trapped him broke.

"How long can it be trapped!" Matthew asked quickly after getting out of the trap.

"At most one stick of incense." Master Lingzun responded.

Hearing this, Matthew grabbed the clothes on the ground, and with a flash of green light, the robe was put on him.

Then, without any pause, Matthew rushed straight towards the destroyed wooden door.

The arch and pillars outside had long been destroyed by Haizi, which saved Matthew a lot of time.

Matthew's speed has now reached its limit. If the passage was not too wide, he would have wanted to summon the Ruyi Bone.

Coming to the previous fork in the road, Matthew rushed directly to the right.

He knew that if he did so, he would definitely be caught up by Haizi, but he could only choose this side now.

The passage on the right was very dark, and Matthew didn't care so much.

When he came to a crossroads, his body suddenly stopped.

Then, an illusory big hand appeared again in the ring on his wrist.

The big hand waved gently, and four soft winds appeared in the four forks.

This was what Master Lingzun reminded him just now, leaving a back hand here, and the four forks could delay Haizi's pursuit again.

After taking a look at all four forks, Matthew randomly chose one and walked in.

When he approached the fork, the illusory hand wrapped him up, so he was not in danger from the soft wind.

Not long after Matthew left, Haizi, with a gloomy face, appeared in the middle of the fork.

After he chose the opposite fork from Matthew, he was instantly entangled by the soft wind again.

This soft wind was extremely strange, and no matter how Haizi struggled, he could not do anything to it.

"What kind of treasure is the ring in that kid's hand? The magical power released is so powerful." Haizi, who was trapped in the soft wind, muttered to himself with a gloomy face.

He would never dream that what Matthew had in his hand was not a magic weapon, but a wisp of the soul of a spiritual monk hidden in it.

There was a blue light curtain at the end of the passage Matthew chose.

Before entering the light curtain, Master Lingzun left three soft winds near the light curtain.

The wind is invisible and colorless, and even if Haizi knew it, it would be difficult to avoid it.

"How long can you hold on?" Matthew asked with concern after he was teleported into a room through the light curtain.

He noticed that when Master Lingzun left three soft winds near the light curtain, the illusory big hand had become very thin. It must be that the continuous casting of spells consumed a lot of his soul power.

"The old slave is fine. I can release five more soft winds." Master Lingzun said in a weak voice.

"Thank you for your hard work. I will find a safe place as soon as possible." Matthew said quickly.

Through the topographic map in his mind, he knew that he was still in a side hall.

This side hall was east and west from the side hall where he was before.

There were no white spots in this side hall, which meant that the treasures here had been taken away long ago.

Matthew was not in the mood to look for treasures now. He just wanted to find a safe place to hide.

When Matthew was thinking about hiding, the inner hall was very lively.

A dozen monks in black robes were standing in the inner hall at this moment. They had no interest in the treasures around the inner hall.

Every pair of eyes was staring at a stone platform in the center of the inner hall.

This stone platform emits a dazzling golden light, and it is impossible to see its specific appearance.

And around the stone platform, there are four thick pillars standing.

The colors of the four pillars are all different, namely, gold, blue, yellow and white.

Among the black-robed people, a burly man looked at the four pillars and said, "Let's get started. There is only about one month left before the end of Sunset Palace."

After he finished speaking, four black-robed people came out behind him.

After the four people came to the side of the four pillars, they slapped their storage bags, and four blood-colored balls appeared.

The four people pinched out the same magic formula at the same time, and the blood ball began to grow a little bit, and began to twist violently.

It looks like something is about to get out of the blood ball.

As the magic formula in the hands of the four people kept changing, the distortion of the blood ball became larger and larger.

"Others be on guard. Anyone who breaks in will be killed without mercy!" The burly black-robed man ordered coldly.

This burly black-robed man was obviously the leader of these people, and his cultivation was the highest, having reached the late Nascent Soul stage.

No one objected to his words.

After he finished speaking, the remaining people all dispersed and hid in various places in the inner hall.

If Matthew was here, he would definitely recognize one of the short and fat people.

This person was Long Aotian.

After a while, a bloody hand suddenly emerged from one of the blood balls, and then a head with a single horn drilled out of the blood ball.

This head is extremely scary, as if it crawled out of the Netherworld.

When the whole body of the monster came out of the blood ball, it opened its mouth and swallowed the broken blood ball.

Suddenly, a strong bloody smell emanated from the monster.

Then, the same monsters came out of the other three blood balls.

"Welcome, Lord Blood Demon!"

After all four monsters appeared, the burly man took the lead in kneeling on one knee and shouted loudly.

"Welcome, Lord Blood Demon!"

Then, the other black-robed people also knelt down and echoed.

After hearing the voice, one of the monsters turned his blood-red eyes slightly and said in an extremely unpleasant voice: "It took so many monks to sacrifice to summon the four clones of the original body. What do you want to do?"

"I want to trouble Lord Blood Demon to destroy these four spiritual pillars." The burly man said respectfully.

"Since you have contributed so many monks, I will help you once. However, if you ask me for help next time, the number of monks will be doubled." The monster glanced at the four pillars and licked his lips with a long tongue.

After hearing the blood demon's words, the burly man showed a bitter smile on his face hidden under the black robe.

He thought to himself: "In order to summon the four of you, I have offended all the monks in the Prison God Sea. I was also hunted by the Slaughter God Temple for so long."

Although he thought so in his heart, on the surface, he still behaved extremely respectfully.