Chapter 298: Secret Calculation
Somewhere in the Hengduan Mountains, in a huge dark and humid cave, an endless huge blood pool is located in it. Boundless strange blood mist rolls in this space, and the wails of ghosts can be heard from time to time.
It seems that in the past few decades, all the monks who have been secretly hunting for immortality in Lingnan have gathered here.
What is horrifying is that at this moment, the blood pool is constantly rolling, and while a large number of blood bubbles are popping up, one after another bloody hands stretch out from the blood pool, and then, one after another, A skinless bloody man emerged from the blood pool one after another.
They have no facial features, are covered in blood, and exude a sinister and permeable aura.
Then, they floated to the surface of the blood pool, grabbed the human skin floating on the blood pool with their hands, and put it on their bodies little by little.
Just like that, in the end, they turned into naked monks with obvious aura fluctuations!
If you are a monk from the Qingyun Sect or a demon cultivator from the Xuanyin Sect, you will definitely be shocked when you see this scene.
Because the monks on the Blood Demon side did not obtain it through normal cultivation, but by plundering the soul and blood essence of the dead monks and refining it into a derivative Blood Demon!
No wonder the Demonic Cultivators of the Xuanyin Sect and the Changqing Master of the Qingyun Sect have used various means to find out any information about the Blood Demon's forces.
Although this world has means of keeping secrets, secrets are always relative. As long as they exist in people, they can be found no matter what.
But no matter whether it is the demon cultivator of the Xuanyin Sect or the monks of the Qingyun Sect, no matter how they use their methods, they can't get any information from the blood cultivator. They don't even know the name of the technique they practice. This is simply unbelievable.
Not to mention that life is three feet apart, and it is difficult to hide it in the world. Even if a golden elixir force with such a large blood cultivation comes from outside, it still needs Lingshan as its residence to replenish resources, and it also needs mortals with spiritual roots to constantly replenish new blood.
But they don't have any of this, they can't get any news or intelligence, but the number of blood cultivators is endless.
Originally, the two major forces could not figure out how they were born out of thin air. Now it seems that these blood cultivators are basically refined by the monks from Lingnan!
In other words, the two major sects of Qingyun and Xuanyin speculated that the powerful blood cultivator force may actually only have a few people, and the others are all derived blood demons refined by monks!
At this moment, the tall blood shadow stood next to the blood pool, looking at the blood pool in front of him respectfully.
The next moment, the blood pool in front of me suddenly boiled, and the wailing sound in the blood mist became even louder, as if thousands of ghosts were wailing. A moment later, countless rays of blood emerged from the boundless blood pool, and finally formed a flower. The illusory blood lotus rooted in the blood pool!
"See you, Lord!" The moment he saw the birth of the blood lotus, the tall blood shadow knelt down directly, with a respectful look on his face that made others look at him in surprise.
After all, Gao Daxueying's strength has reached the late stage of Jindan. There is only one existence that can make him so respectful, and that is the legendary Nascent Soul monk!
"Eat, eat..."
At this time, among the blood lotuses, a strange, hoarse, but strange whisper echoed throughout the cave.
This sound was weird and unique, as if it was not a sound that could be made by humans. It was full of desire for flesh and blood, enough to drive ordinary monks who heard him into madness.
When the tall blood shadow heard this voice, not only did he not feel any discomfort, but he showed a look of intoxication and madness, with a faint bloodthirsty smile on his face:
"Don't worry, Lord! The fruit of the Qingyun Sect is about to mature! He will become the best material that the Lord can use to restore himself!"
"Eat, eat, eat... eat!!!" As soon as he said this, the illusory blood lotus began to tremble faintly, and the blood pool began to stir up thick waves. The world between the world seemed to be at this moment, Stained with a layer of blood!
However, what the Golden Core Blood Demon did not notice was that right next to him, a figure stood with his hands behind his back, quietly looking at the scene in front of him.
He has a handsome face, sharp eyes and starry eyebrows, and his whole body is as straight as a pine tree. His demeanor is free and natural, and he has the air of a stranger who is like jade, and a gentleman who is unparalleled in the world.
If Lin Chen were here and saw this person, he would definitely be shocked.
Because the other party is his cousin, the reincarnation of the two great gods, the real owner of this land where the gods fell - Lin Tianhang!
He had disappeared in Jiangcheng for a long time, but he did not leave the land of Lingnan to cultivate immortality, but instead appeared here with the blood demon forces!
"I really didn't expect that I was almost eaten by this guy with no intelligence in front of me." Lin Tianhang's tone was calm, but for some reason, the words he said would make those who heard it feel a chill that penetrated into the bone marrow.
"Since it failed to eat you, you should eat it." At this time, a voice sounded beside his ears, but no one could be seen, "When the essence of a god-incarnation monk is matched with the terrifying body of Shura , what kind of monsters will be born is really exciting.”
Lin Tianhang ignored this sentence and said calmly: "It looks like this, are you sure it won't be a bad thing?"
At this point, he paused. Lin Tianhang looked at the scene in front of him with an incomprehensible tone, "I'm afraid Qingyang can kill him alone. After all, the other party is not an ordinary Nascent Soul monk. He also has the inheritance of god transformation." ”
"Don't worry." The unknown voice laughed, "Although he is just a newly born self-consciousness, without even wisdom, but in essence, it comes from [Shura]!"
"Unless the Divine Transformation cultivator takes action, no one can erase its essence!"
"That's good..." Lin Tianhang said indifferently, "But how can you ensure that it can be sensed by the [Immortal Alliance] in the Middle Earth as soon as it reveals its own aura through fighting with Qingyang?"
"The Immortal Alliance is in charge of the [Heaven-Covering Universe Formation] left by the ancient cultivators, and its power is simply beyond your imagination." The voice replied, "If it weren't for the interference of the Divine Transformation Land and the existence of the [Ten Thousand Demons Formation] in the Demon Court, even with my help, it would not be able to escape the lock of the Immortal Alliance!"
"What if Qingyang fails to break through the Nascent Soul and causes the plan to fail?" Lin Tianhang continued to ask.
"I left a spiritual object for breaking through the Nascent Soul in the Hengduan Mountains. He also has the Enlightenment Stone from the Land of the God Transformation, and he himself is a top-notch Golden Core. He shouldn't be unable to break through the Nascent Soul, right?" The voice chuckled.
"But don't worry, even if I fail, I still have another backup plan. This play for the Immortal Alliance cultivators will eventually go on. You just need to wait for the opportunity here and seize the Shura's body with the essence of the God Transformation."
"In other words, whether Qingyang succeeds or fails, you will continue to play this play in the Lingnan Immortal Cultivation Land, right?" Lin Tianhang nodded, "In that case, I'll wait and see, Tianmo."
"Don't worry, I have arranged everything. Next, the good show should begin." The ethereal voice, with a hint of teasing, disappeared directly into the air.
After an unknown amount of time, Lin Tianhang's figure also disappeared directly in this blood-colored cave kiln, and no trace was left.