Chapter 518 The Secret of the Dark Castle

The inheritance of the dark castle is almost cut off, and countless powerful people have died. This is Lin Youye's revenge, but the only pity is that the blood pill has not yet formed.

Even the death of so many blood races failed to feed the blood pills into shape, and it may be very difficult to completely transform them into blood pills that can enter the Tao in the future.

How can the blood energy of ordinary people compare with that of blood clans who have refined their blood since childhood? It is estimated that killing thousands of strong men in the future will allow this blood pill to enter the Tao completely, which is not easy.

"Ok?"

Lin Lang stood up and frowned, and searched the entire dark castle group with his strength, but found no trace of Mo Bingzhu, as if he had evaporated inexplicably.

Rescuing Mo Bingzhu was the main purpose of his trip. Now that he can't find anyone, doesn't it mean that this trip was in vain?

"No, I've clearly felt her breath here before, she should be hidden somewhere, and I haven't seen any imprisoned human martial arts." Lin Lang frowned and raised his hand A young man of blood race who was hiding in a corner trembling was caught.

This is probably the only thing left alive for him.

Lin Lang stepped forward to inquire, the blood kid was so frightened that his legs trembled, and he didn't know where his self-proclaimed noble blood prestige was lost. The humans in the castle are all here, and there is really no other prison to imprison humans. But I know a place where only the three dukes are eligible to enter, will it..."

"take me."

Lin Lang's tone was unquestionable. Soon after, the two passed through the dense forest and appeared near the cliff behind a dark castle. Since the dark castle was built on a lonely mountain, there was nothing but the castle and the dense forest.

"That's it. The vicinity of the cliff is usually listed as a forbidden area, and the dukes forbid us to approach it." The blood boy trembled.

Lin Lang took a few steps forward, looked down sideways, with a gleam in his eyes, and a smile on his pale face: "So it's here."

Looking along the cliff, except for the misty clouds, a castle was built along the horizontal direction of the cliff. Branches in general. However, the scale is not as good as the group of dark castles, at best it is equivalent to the size of a sub-fort.

Who would have thought that there is actually a castle built on the cliff, the tricky architectural angle is indeed easy to be overlooked.

"Master Lin, can I go?" The vampire boy forced a smile, but it was uglier than crying.

"Do you know where the ancestral land of the blood clan is?"

Lin Lang glanced lightly. The vampire boy shook his head, the ancestral land of the vampire clan is the birthplace of the entire vampire clan on the earth, they are just a spokesperson in front of the stage, and with his identity, he still has no place in the dark castle, how can he know the biggest secret of the vampire clan.

It is estimated that only the three dukes know about it.

However, with the death of the three great dukes, the ancestral land of the blood clan became a mystery again, and how could anyone know where the ancestral land was in the world. However, when he shook his head, drops of blood suddenly overflowed from his whole body, bleeding from his seven orifices, and a vast coercion directly suppressed him, and he was directly shocked to death.

"How could I let you live."

Lin Lang shook his head, jumped off the cliff, and walked along the cliff into the cliff castle.

Lin Lang pushed the door open, and was greeted by countless miserable cries. Inside the castle, there was only a spacious hall with hundreds of stone pillars standing in the hall.

The stone pillars are all red, as if they have been soaked in blood for countless years, and the stench smells pungent. On each stone pillar, a human martial artist is firmly tied. The thin blood vessels, which looked like infusion tubes, criss-crossed, making the whole hall look extremely messy, entangled with blood vessels one by one.

The ends of these blood vessels are connected to dark red blood tanks. In the blood tanks, the blood filled with blood is like a rushing river, which is drawn upward and backward by an inexplicable formation, and finally rushes to the center of the hall. on the high altar.

"this is……"

Lin Lang took a deep breath and calmed down. He originally came here for Mo Bingzhu, but he stumbled into the cliff castle by mistake. Judging from the blood tank here, it is estimated that he accidentally smashed into the castle. A blood clan's big secret!

Moreover, in the center where countless blood flows, what exactly is offered on the altar?

Lin Lang suppressed his curiosity, and did not go directly to the altar. Instead, he walked around the hundreds of stone pillars. Some of them were superhumans with Western faces, and some Asian faces. It is estimated that some strong Chinese people were also imprisoned.

Most of the warriors tied to the stone pillars have passed out, few of them have regained consciousness, and many of them have even died completely.

However, those who are still alive also have more air intake and less air output, and it is estimated that they will not be far from death in a few months.

"Save me... save me..."

"Save me out, I will send you a fortune."

A series of weak groans reached Lin Lang's ears, begging for mercy, temptation, and threats. Lin Lang ignored them all, and continued to search for Mo Bingzhu's whereabouts one by one.

In his current condition, he is already extremely weak, and releasing these guys who don't know good and evil rashly may cause trouble. Lin Lang didn't want to release these people yet.

Finally, Lin Lang found Mo Bingzhu on an inconspicuous stone pillar. At this moment, she was tied to the stone pillar, breathless and naked.

A softness appeared on Lin Lang's face, he raised his hand and shot two lotus flowers, cut off the rope, hugged Mo Bingzhu in his arms, fed a few elixirs to replenish qi and blood, and then took out a set of generous of

The clothes covered Mo Bingzhu's body.

Mo Bingzhu just passed out due to excessive bleeding, and his body was fine. After cutting off the blood vessels, the blood began to flow again, and he probably would wake up again in a short time.

After doing this, Lin Lang continued on.

Those who are eligible to be tied to the stone pillars of the cliff castle are all warriors above the realm of transformation. Lin Lang swept through them one by one, and the more he moved forward, the more turbulent his mood would be.

Transformation realm, demigod, god realm...

Even the divine realm is complete!

Among the warriors tied to this stone pillar, Lin Lang actually discovered two strong men who were in the great consummation state, but one had been dead for a long time, and was turned into a human body by a blood vessel. There was not a drop of blood left on his body, and he became a mummy .

As for the other one, he has almost reached the end of his life at this moment, leaving only the surging energy and blood still flowing out. It will probably die in a few days.

"Even the powerhouses who are perfect in the divine realm are arrested for bloodletting. I don't know which country these are ancestor-level powerhouses." Lin Lang was full of regret. Such a powerhouse walked through the last journey of life silently. It is regrettable.

"Even the consummation of the gods is imprisoned here, will it be..." Lin Lang looked at the stone pillar closest to the altar, and his heart beat unconsciously. But thinking about the strength of the Dark Castle, he still shook his head.

The dark castle can't even stop him, let alone a powerful human immortal. How could it be possible to imprison such a strong existence, unless the strong from the ancestral land intervened. Bypassing the two pillars that bind the consummation of the divine realm, Lin Lang walked towards the only stone pillar in front of him.

This stone pillar looks different, thicker than other stone pillars, with blood-colored Sanskrit characters imprinted on it, it is probably a kind of forbidden spell, if you look at it from a distance, you will feel that your cultivation is not working well.

When Lin Lang walked over completely, he found that an old man with an Asian face was tied to the stone pillar, more appropriately, he should be a Chinese old man. He was wearing this traditional Taoist robe, which was made of extraordinary material. It was outside the hole where the injury was located , basically well preserved.

"this is……"

Lin Lang put his hand into the old man's lower abdomen, and suddenly felt as if he had touched a bottomless black hole, and the spiritual power from all over his body rushed into the opponent's body frantically. Lin Lang quickly let go of his hand, and his cultivation calmed down.

"This is... Immortal!"

Lin Lang took a deep breath. Even though he was prepared in his heart, he couldn't help being shocked when this fact was proved. There is a human immortal imprisoned in the small dark castle, and...

Lin Lang had a strange expression on his face, the old fairy was still alive. For a moment, Lin Lang raised his head to look at the old man, his empty eyes seemed to open for a moment, and then quickly closed.

"I don't know your good or evil, I will save you when I step into the Golden Core Realm in the future." Lin Lang shook his head, although releasing a human immortal might bring Xuanzong the power to shock the world, but according to his current situation, it is better not to take risks.

Suppressing the impulse in his heart, Lin Lang walked up the steps until he came to the top of the altar, which was in the shape of five-colored petals. Looking down, in a pool of blood, four thick chains hung a long and narrow dark red coffin.

The coffin was simple and desolate, exuding an aura of killing, confusing the mind, it must have been a few years ago. The lower part was painted with a layer of black paint, and the color weakened layer by layer from bottom to top, and the top was dazzling red. From a distance, the whole coffin looked like a burning flame.

"What the hell is hidden in the coffin that requires the blood of immortals for countless years?" Lin Lang took a deep breath, determined to step forward to find out, but considering his current weak body, he had no choice but to give up.

The existence of monsters fed with the blood of celestial beings might not even be able to be sealed by the triple ban. At this moment, Lin Lang shook his head, planning to find out later.

But just when he turned around, the hairs all over his body exploded in vain, a dangerous breath emerged from the bottom of his heart, and a cold air blew past his ears, like an electric shock, a thick layer of goose bumps appeared on his body.

I saw it in the corner, in the dark corner.

I don't know when.

A person is squatting!

The man's eyes were bloodthirsty red, he looked at Lin Lang quietly, licked his cheeks with his long scarlet tongue, dripping disgusting saliva, and a strange smile appeared on his face.

What is even more impossible to ignore is his cultivation.

God Realm... ninety-nine percent complete!