RBCT Chapter 239
Chapter 239
The surrounding blood pools emitted wisps of blood qi that were absorbed by the blood cocoon.
The blood cocoon beats rhythmically with the breath of the figure, like a heart.
Obviously, this blood pool exists to provide blood cocoons.
Or to provide ~ the people in the blood cocoon.
The people in the blood cocoon are practicing a peerless divine skill, and they need to absorb this blood qi for their own use.
So many people who were killed were just tools for this person to practice divine skills.
Around the blood pool, rooms are built.
These rooms were originally used for the Du family members to temporarily live in hiding, but now they have become cells and are used to hold many martial artists.
Most of the many martial artists who disappeared before were here.
Among them were the elders of the Falling Flower Sect, Hua Luoyu, Hua Peiyao, Ding Wu, the elder of the Starmark Sect, Luo Qiusheng, the head of the Luo family, and some others.
There are seven Grandmaster masters imprisoned here.
At this moment, they were all held in cells, their limbs chained, their arms and wrists slit, and blood flowing down into a hollow in the ground.
The cavity is like a funnel, after catching the blood, it is introduced through the groove in the ground into the huge blood pool in the center of the underground palace.
Obviously, these Grandmaster masters have also become the practice tools of that devil.
It’s just that unlike the corpses in the blood pool, these grandmaster masters are still alive.
The blood of the dead is not the same as the blood of the living.
The blood of a Grandmaster powerhouse is also different from the blood of an innate master.
These Grandmaster masters also have use value.
Without squeezing out the last trace of their use value, the demon head will not let them die easily.
Xiao Wuji’s movement of the tall building in the main hall naturally alarmed the demon heads in the underground palace and many blood-clothed killers.
A blood-robed figure walked to the side of the blood pool and said respectfully to the blood cocoon: “Master Qiyu, the people outside have discovered the entrance to the underground palace and have already killed them. ”
The figure in the blood cocoon did not open his eyes, and said lightly: “This seat still needs a little time, first send someone to drag them down.” ”
“If there are not enough people, let the blood slaves out.”
“In short, no matter what, you can’t let them disturb the honza.”
“Yes, subordinate obey!”
The blood-robed figure responded respectfully and turned to leave.
At the same time, only a series of clanging metal clanging sounds were heard around me.
The chains that locked the seven Grandmaster Masters were all automatically broken, and the seven Grandmaster Masters regained their freedom.
But when they opened their eyes, they were blood-red, without the slightest human emotion.
All they have is killing intent, the same bloodthirsty cruelty as wild beasts.
“Go, kill the invading enemy for this seat!”
A threatening killing voice sounded in the ears of the seven people, and the seven people let out a low roar at the same time.
Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!
The steel fence of the cell was broken, and the seven grandmasters broke out of the prison, like seven beasts out of the cage.
Seven people killed at the exit at the same time, followed by hundreds of blood-clothed killers.
The blood-robed figure stood on a stone pillar, looking at this scene indifferently, without any expression, only cold and ruthless, “It is the glory of your life to be able to sacrifice your life for the master, and you should feel fortunate.” ”
In the middle of the blood pool of the underground palace, the beating rhythm of the blood cocoon became faster and faster, and the aura emitted became more and more terrifying.
This proves that the demon head has reached the most critical time to cultivate divine skills.
As long as he succeeds, his skill can go further and become stronger!
On the other side, everyone moved quickly through the tunnel, and soon found the figure of the blood-clothed killer.
“Kill, don’t let one go!”
Seeing the killer, the group of males is like jackals that see their prey, sharks that smell blood, and pounce like crazy.
These blood-clothed killers guarding the door are not very strong, and the leader is just two congenital scumbags, who were quickly crushed to death by everyone.
Just when Qunxiong felt that these blood-clothed killers were just like this, a black palm shadow suddenly broke through the air.
Before the few experts who rushed to the front could react, they were swept by the palms.
The bodies of several experts of the rivers and lakes exploded, and the blood and flesh splashed the bodies of several people behind them.
“Yan Luo Palm Song!”
Some people in the group exclaimed.
Yan Luo Palm is very famous as an evil sect divine skill, so there are many people who know this sect.
But there are very few people who can have such a strong palm.
The person who issued the palm just now must be a grandmaster master.
“What kind of person ?!!?”
Qunxiong glared ahead.
I saw the end of the tunnel where the fire lingered, and I don’t know when a figure had already stood.
Unlike the blood-clothed killer, the clothes worn by that man were not bloody, just a very ordinary linen clothes.
“This road is not accessible, and those who dare to go to the former will die!”
The figure let out a low roar, its voice hoarse and full of killing intent.
He lowered his head, and there was a candlelight next to him, so he couldn’t see the man’s face clearly.
But as the man slowly walked in, everyone saw the true face of the man.
For a moment, there was a series of exclamations on the ground.
“Du Mingxuan? How could it be you! ”
The crowd was incredulous.
Because the one who appeared in front of them at this moment was Du Mingxuan, the butler of the Du Mansion.
In the night before, Du Mingxuan disappeared.
Everyone thought that Du Mingxuan had died a long time ago, but he did not expect that he was alive and well, and he became one of the hostile killers.
Everyone’s faces were ugly, only Xiao Wuji looked calm.
Before this, Xiao Wuji had already guessed that there was an internal response in Du Mansion.
Now it seems that this should be Du Mingxuan.
“Sure enough, it is day and night defense, and it is difficult for family thieves to prevent ah!”
Xiao Wuji secretly sighed in his heart.
“Du Mingxuan, I didn’t expect you to be an internal traitor, the old man misunderstood you before.”
“The Du family treats you well, why do you want to betray?”
“You’re inferior!”
The crowd of heroes cursed and shouted angrily.
Who knew that Du Mingxuan laughed loudly, his face full of ridicule, “The Du family treats me well? Fart! ”
“Do you think you know the Du family well? Do you think Du Cangxiong is really frank and honest, a benevolent and righteous hero? ”
“I’m telling you, it’s all shit!”
“Du Cangxiong’s old dog is a complete hypocrite, scum of the rivers and lakes, hypocrite villain!”
“I have been incognito in the Du family for twenty years, endured humiliation and burdens, stole my life, and made cattle and horses for the Du family, just so that one day I can destroy the entire Du family.”
“Now that I have finally done it, the people of the Du family are dead!”
Du Mingxuan roared loudly, his expression was hideous, like a madman.
Seeing this, the group looked at each other, not knowing how to refute it.
They already knew Du Cangxiong’s despicable true face from Xu Tianhe’s mouth.
Originally, some people still didn’t believe it, but at this moment, Du Mingxuan corroborated it, and it couldn’t be done if he didn’t believe it.
It may be false for one person to say that he is mean, but what about two?
What if there is no deep hatred?
How could Xu Tianhe turn his back on his decades of life-and-death friendship with Du Cangxiong and turn his back on him?
If there is no blood sea deep feud?
Would Du Mingxuan remain incognito and lurk in the Du family for twenty years, working hard and complaining, making cattle and horses?
Again, there is no unprovoked hatred in the world. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）
Xu Tianhe and Du Mingxuan are both like this, and the cause of everything is in Du Cangxiong.
“Okay, don’t talk nonsense, don’t mention the grudge between Du Mingxuan and the Du family, he really killed our people.”
“Everyone go up together and kill Du Mingxuan to take revenge!”
“Revenge!”
The crowd rushed up and killed Du Mingxuan.
Du Mingxuan smiled viciously and raised his palm to kill everyone.
His body was covered with thick True Yuan, his palm was full of black qi, and his killing intent surged.
Du Mingxuan turned out to be a Grandmaster master, and he was in the middle of the Grandmaster.
In the previous Du family, Du Mingxuan’s strength could be said to be second only to Du Cangxiong, the old lady of the Du family.
“Die!”
Du Mingxuan roared viciously and slapped out a palm.
The ghost roared, the ghost was full of anger, and it was Yan Luo’s palm.
But just then, a Buddhist trumpet suddenly sounded.
“Amitabha!”
Clang!
The golden Buddha Bell suddenly appeared at the front of the group, blocking Du Mingxuan’s slap.
Not only did the palm force fail to break the golden bell hood, Du Mingxuan was also bounced out and suffered internal injuries.
“Amitabha, the sea of suffering is boundless, turning back is the shore!”
The person who shot was the monk Zhenhui of the Two Zen Temples.
Zhenhui is a master of the Earth List, and his Golden Bell Hood cultivation is not as good as that of a Jingming monk, but it is not something that Du Mingxuan, a grandmaster, can break in the middle stage.
“Fart, where is the sea of bitterness? How do I turn back? ”
“All I saw when I looked back was corpses, corpses all over the ground!”
Du Mingxuan roared and rushed towards Zhenhui.
Zhenhui shook his head slightly, and slapped his backhand on Du Mingxuan’s chest.
With a bang, Du Mingxuan flew out heavily, spitting out blood.
After landing, Du Mingxuan didn’t even have the strength to stand up.
This palm, Zhenhui still showed mercy to his subordinates.
Otherwise, with the power of true wisdom, one palm would be enough to slap Du Mingxuan to death.
A monk is soft-hearted.
“Amitabha, good, good.”
Zhenhui clasped her hands together and shook her head slightly.
Everyone stepped forward and wanted to catch Du Mingxuan, who was seriously injured and dying, and interrogate the intelligence of the underground palace.
However, suddenly a sword qi shot out, instantly piercing through Du Mingxuan’s back heart and chest, mercilessly killing him.
After the sword qi pierced through Du Mingxuan’s body, Yu Wei did not diminish and shot towards Zhenhui.
Zhenhui raised his hand and grabbed it, grabbed the sword qi in the palm of his hand, and then pinched it.
“What a cold sword qi.”
I saw that Zhenhui’s palm condensed a layer of frost.
Zhenhui palm luck to remove the frost.
Everyone looked up, only to see that the wall at the end of the tunnel opened at some point, and a dense figure appeared.
Those people were all blood-clothed killers, and standing in the front were seven figures with a strong breath.
Their identities were quickly recognizable.
The disciples of the Falling Flower Sect exclaimed, “It’s Elder Flower Falling Rain, and Elder Hua Peiyao is also there!” ”
“That’s Elder Ding Wu of the Starmark Sect.”
“Qiu Sheng, father has finally found you.”
The old lady of the Luo family looked at one of the middle-aged people, his face showed joy, but he was full of tears.
“Junior Brother Zhending!”
Zhenhui Heshang looked at one of the seven monks and showed surprise.
At the beginning, a grandmaster from the two Zen Temples and Chixia Mountain came to Gaoyang Mansion, and in the end, the two died and disappeared.
It was the real person of Chixia Mountain who died, and the missing one was this Zhending monk, who was Zhenhui’s junior disciple.
Behind the seven grandmasters, there were many blood shadow killers, including the missing relatives of the heroes present.
Seeing their relatives, everyone rushed up.
But the other party directly began to kill mercilessly.
Luo Qiusheng, the head of the Luo family, was the fastest, holding a long sword, swept the sword, stimulated the icy sword qi, and killed several people in an instant.
Even his father, the old lady of the Luo family, was pierced through the chest by Luo Qiusheng’s sword.
“Qiu Sheng, I… Be… Daddy, you don’t… Know… I got it…. Is it? ”
The old lady of the Luo family looked at the long sword piercing his chest in disbelief, and looked at Luo Qiusheng sluggishly, his heart was extremely sad.
Unexpectedly, in the end, he actually died under his son’s sword.
There is nothing more tragic in the world.
Burst!
Luo Qiusheng pulled out his long sword expressionlessly, looked away, and continued to kill the others.
He doesn’t know his own father anymore, as if he killed just an ant-man.