Chapter 1423 Teng Lingzi

Six Star Mountain.

It is a relatively well-known place in the southern region of Zhongling Yuxiu, with six peaks as the main peaks, namely Tianfu Peak, Tianliang Peak, Tianji Peak, Tiantong Peak, Tianxiang Peak, and Qisha Peak.

The six main peaks correspond to the six stars in the sky, which are in sympathy with the heaven and the earth, and have a strong spiritual energy.

Many years ago, the ancestors of the Nandou Sect traveled here and found this blessed land, and they established a sect here. The sect grew rapidly, and many famous monks emerged.

But now, the area of ​​Six Star Mountain is blood red, covered with vines with human faces, densely packed, eerie, a hell scene!

These blood-colored vines, which have spread rapidly in the past ten years, have completely occupied the area of ​​Six Star Mountain.

Within a hundred miles, there are no other creatures except the blood-colored vines!

The grass withered.

The barren land is full of dead bones.

One of the nine fierce clans, the blood vine clan!

Among the nine fierce races, the only one who became a fierce race with the source of grass and trees, and only this race.

Just because, among the grass and trees, the blood vines are the most domineering!

In an area, as long as a blood vine grows, the nutrients of other plants and trees will be plundered by it until it withers!

In addition, the blood vines are extremely cruel and bloodthirsty.

If a living being steps into the territory of the Bloodvine Clan, it will be swallowed up by its flesh and blood, and only a pair of dead bones will be spit out!

Even in the Primordial Era, the habitat of other vicious clans did not allow a single blood vine clan to appear!

Seven Killing Peaks.

In a palace full of blood vines, a young man in a red blood robe sat in the middle on a high position, holding a blood-colored gourd in his left hand. Below him was a throne made of piles of white bones!

Around the throne, surrounded by a large circle of human skulls, bloodstained!

This person is the young master of the blood vine clan, Teng Lingzi!

At this moment, in front of Teng Lingzi, there were more than a dozen cultivators with frightened expressions.

These cultivators are dirty, but their Taoist robes can still be vaguely identified as monks of the Nandou School.

"Hehehehe."

Teng Lingzi looked at the dozen cultivators in front of him, smiled evilly, and said softly, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, be good."

While speaking, from Teng Lingzi's large blood robe, a dozen blood-colored vines with the thickness of his arms slowly protruded out, and wrapped around a dozen cultivators!

"Woooo!"

The eyes of these cultivators were full of fear, struggling desperately, but they couldn't move, couldn't even speak, and could only make a 'woo woo' sound.

More than a dozen cultivators could only watch the thick scarlet blood vines come to them, but they were powerless to resist.

This process was a huge torture for more than a dozen cultivators!

Unable to bear it, a female nun collapsed and fainted on the spot.

The rest of the cultivators also trembled and looked at Teng Lingzi with a pleading expression.

Teng Lingzi looked smug, enjoying the fear of these 'blood food' for him.

In his eyes, these cultivators are food!

It's his blood!

In ancient times, the human race was the most humble and weakest race, and could only be enslaved and reduced to food.

The more frightened these blood food, the more excited the blood-robed youth is!

The blood vines are the nine ancient tribes with strong bloodlines. Over the years, they have only been able to stay in a corner. Teng Lingzi has had enough!

Fortunately, the fate of the human race is exhausted, and the era of the fierce race has come!

"Afraid, afraid?"

Teng Lingzi smiled slightly and said, "But, I still have to eat you."

While speaking, the disc-shaped human face at the top of the blood-colored vines suddenly cracked open, revealing the crisscrossed sharp fangs inside, a fishy smell!

puff!

A blood vine suddenly popped out, opened the mouth of the blood basin, bit the head of a monk, the vine squirmed and swallowed it little by little!

The rest of the cultivators, watching this scene helplessly, were so scared that their hearts and souls were broken, and their souls were scattered!

Some monks, the vitality of the body is rapidly passing away, the eyes dimmed.

This man was frightened to death!

"Ugh."

Teng Lingzi sighed and said, "I have to eat you quickly. When you die, the flesh and blood will not be fresh."

puff!

A blood vine opened its mouth and swallowed the monk.

After a little while, the blood vine that had swallowed it in the first place opened its mouth again and spat out a pile of bones stained with warm blood.

The remaining monks were desperate.

They know that they can't escape the fate of being swallowed after all.

It didn't take long for more than a dozen cultivators to be swallowed up by the blood-robed youth!

Teng Lingzi let out a long sigh, licked his scarlet tongue, and looked happy. The blood-colored gourd held in the palm of his left hand became more vivid and evil!

"Report to the young master."

At this moment, a blood vine clansman at the front of the palace said solemnly: "The blood food in captivity on the Six Star Mountain is running out, and it is estimated that the young master will eat for a year."

"It seems that I have to go out and grab some blood food and come back."

Teng Lingzi twisted his neck and said, "The hundreds of thousands of blood food from the Nandou faction are really worthless. It's only been ten years, and it's gone."

While speaking, Teng Lingzi smacked his lips, as if he had some aftertaste.

"Actually, there is a temple here in the southern region. There is plenty of blood and food in it, and it's very first-class!" Teng Lingzi narrowed his eyes slightly and said faintly.

"The young master said about the Lantern Temple?"

The Bloodvine Clan people below asked.

"Um."

Teng Lingzi nodded.

"Ran Deng Temple is one of the six Buddhist sects in the human race's self-cultivation world. The strength of our side may not be able to capture it."

The blood vine clansman analyzed.

Teng Lingzi laughed and said, "If you want to capture the Ran Deng Temple, of course you have to ask my father to come out."

"Ah, if the patriarch takes action, then there is no suspense."

The bloodvine tribe nodded.

Teng Lingzi smiled and said: "Actually, that Ran Deng Temple is also strong from outside and in the middle. Their titled disciples fell into my hands for ten years, and no one dared to come to the Ran Deng Temple."

"I speculate that there is no emperor in this lifetime of Ran Deng Temple!"

"Young master is wise."

The blood vine clan hurriedly flattered, and then asked, "When are the young master and the patriarch going to capture the Ran Deng Temple?"

"Not urgent."

Teng Lingzi said lightly: "When I absorb all the power of Wuyoumu, I may be able to become a half-ancestor, or even step into the ancestral realm! At that time, without my father's intervention, I can step on the lamp temple!"

"After stepping down the Ran Deng Temple, there are three great families. At that time, the Southern Territory will be under the control of my Blood Vine Clan!"

The blood vine clansman was also quite excited, and then said.

"Um."

Teng Lingzi nodded and said: "This is all for the future, let's put it down for the time being. By the way, is there any news about that Desolate Martial Artist? I heard that the Desolate Martial Artist is a fortune-telling Qinglian, and if he is caught, he will be the best. Blood food, great nourishment!"

"not yet."

The blood vines replied: "If there is news, I will report it as soon as possible!"

"Um."

Teng Lingzi warned: "The rest of the vicious clan have also issued orders to kill, so keep an eye on me! If Huang Wu shows up, you can't let the god clan and the Tianyan clan get there first."

"I must be the first to eat the flesh and blood of Huangwu!"