Chapter 1069 The Tribulation of Ten Thousand Demons

Hearing this, Su Zimo was shocked, and his expression changed greatly!

Bloody face!

Su Zimo immediately thought of the bloody face that appeared in the thousand-year-old sea of ​​blood in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons!

No wonder, when he saw the bloody deep pit at the bottom of the Dragon Burial Valley, he felt a little familiar!

Because the bloody pit was originally a blood lake!

Just over a hundred years later, this blood lake has dried up.

Recalling the scene that he experienced in the Thousand Demon Valley, the thousand-year-old sea of ​​blood, Su Zimo still had lingering fears.

The situation at that time was extremely dangerous, or rather treacherous!

Seven high-level demons, equivalent to the human race's Faxiang Daojun, were easily killed by the bubbles floating from the bottom of the lake!

And those bubbles were dense, but they didn't fall on him by coincidence.

Although he was not sure, he vaguely guessed that these bubbles were probably created by the bloody face hidden in the depths of the blood sea!

But at that time, Su Zimo didn't understand why this bloody face wanted to save him.

Now, he has thought of a possibility.

That is, after Dieyue shot, did not kill the blood-faced master, but let him go?

Therefore, this blood-faced owner may have noticed that he has something to do with Dieyue, so he came to the rescue.

Su Zimo asked, "Is this blood-faced master released?"

"of course not."

The old monk Yuanbei shook his head and said, "The female benefactor only said one sentence. There are evil creatures like you that devour bloodline cultivation on this continent. You should be killed!"

"Then, the blood-faced master was killed?" Su Zimo asked.

The old monk Yuanbei nodded.

As a result, the possibility that Su Zimo thought of just now was directly overturned.

The owner of the bloody face is dead, who is the bloody human face in the Ten Thousand Demon Valley?

That bloody face, why do you want to help him?

What is the relationship between these two blood-colored faces?

"If it wasn't for this female benefactor, we would not have realized that there is such a terrifying existence hidden beside us!"

The old monk Yuanbei sighed softly.

Until this time, Su Zimo didn't understand why Dieyue stole the Buddha's most precious flower, and put it on him. The old monk Yuanbei didn't even think about finding him to settle accounts, but instead helped him everywhere.

It's not because the old monk Yuanbei is afraid of Dieyue.

However, Dieyue's action this time is equivalent to saving the old monk Yuanbei and the red-haired ghost!

The red-haired ghost said: "It is precisely because of the red-robed woman's action and the words that she said that we realized that the catastrophe ten thousand years ago was not a coincidence!"

"The blood-faced master should be the driving force behind the catastrophe! We are all puppets, and only he controls everything from behind!"

Su Zimo pondered: "This blood-faced master is most likely the national teacher of the Dagan Empire!"

"Um."

The old monk Yuanbei said: "After the catastrophe broke out, the national teacher disappeared, and no one knows his trace."

It was he who instigated the emperor, the catastrophe that followed!

Under that catastrophe, the Daqian Empire was destroyed, and the Daqian Emperor fell.

The red-haired ghost lost his beloved son, he nearly died, and he repented at the bottom of the Dragon Burial Valley.

The two super sects of Daming Temple and Fahua Temple were also wiped out.

After the whole catastrophe, the only beneficiary is the blood-faced master who devoured the bloodline cultivation at the bottom of the Buried Dragon Valley!

In Su Zimo's mind, the strange bloody face flashed again!

It seems that this bloody face is smiling at him!

"It's just an illusion!"

Su Zimo shook his head vigorously!

"What's wrong?"

The old monk Yuanbei noticed that Su Zimo's expression was different, his face was pale, and he asked with concern.

Su Zimo said slowly, "I've seen this bloody face once."

"Um?"

The expressions of the red-haired ghost and the old monk Yuanbei changed.

Su Zimo took a deep breath and briefly talked about the thousand-year-old sea of ​​blood in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons.

The old monk Yuanbei and the red-haired ghost looked at each other, and both showed a look of surprise.

The red-haired ghost narrowed his eyes and said in a condensed voice, "I've heard that about 30,000 years ago, a war broke out in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons!"

"In that battle, the situation was extremely tragic. It is said that not only the demon clan of the Ten Thousand Demon Valley, but also the demon clan of the other eight regions were involved! Even the emperor of the demon clan fell into it!"

"It is said that that battle was called the Tribulation of Ten Thousand Demons!"

The old monk Yuanbei nodded and said, "I also heard about it."

Su Zimo opened his mouth slightly, his expression shocked.

In this way, when the Heavenly Slaughter Sword Art was born, the white bones he saw should be the bones left over from the tribulation of the Ten Thousand Demons 30,000 years ago!

Ten thousand years ago, after the catastrophe, a bloody face appeared among the bones.

Thirty thousand years ago, after the cataclysm of ten thousand demons, near the endless skeleton, a bloody human face appeared again!

Is this a coincidence?

In the backyard of the main hall, the three fell silent, only the breeze was gentle, with a little gloomy chill.

"No accident, this blood-faced master should be practicing the "Blood-Refining Devil Sutra"."

The old monk Yuanbei said: "Only this kind of magic power will swallow the blood and practice."

Su Zimo nodded.

He has practiced the "Blood Refining Devil Sutra", and he knows how terrifying this magic art is!

With his Dao Xin will, after each release, there is a bloodthirsty desire!

The feeling of absorbing power is so comfortable that one can sink into it step by step without realizing it!

Therefore, after realizing this, Su Zimo never released the "Blood Refining Devil Sutra" again.

Even in the preaching place, his life was hanging by a thread several times and he was not released.

Su Zimo has a hunch that when he becomes dependent on the "Blood Refining Devil Sutra", he may be doomed!

This sense of dependence must be killed!

The old monk Yuanbei shook his head slightly and sighed: "I didn't expect that after the death of the Gorefiend Daojun for tens of thousands of years, the magic arts he created are still passed down and have such a great impact on future generations."

In Su Zimo's mind, he couldn't help recalling the sarcophagus he saw floating in a pool of blood when he went to the depths of the ground with the fairy Ji and all the devils.

Reminds me of the skeleton that crawled out of the sarcophagus!

"The Gorefiend may not be dead yet."

Su Zimo's expression was solemn, and he said solemnly: "In other words, he has been resurrected from the dead and returned again!"

Su Zimo recounted the scene he saw in the depths of the ground, as well as his own speculation.

"I heard you mention this before, but the battle between Monk Daming and Daojun Gorefiend was more than 40,000 years ago. How could Daojun Gorefiend live so long? With that rosary bead of King Ming?" Yuan The sad old monk frowned slightly.

"Your speculation, there are still many unexplainable places."

The red-haired ghost also said: "For example, why are there so many chains on the sarcophagus? Since there are so many arrangements left, why not kill him?"

Su Zimo shook his head.

He couldn't explain these doubts either.