Devil Seeds

Ke Xiaoliang escaped perfectly.

But in the ruins of the Gorefiend Palace, the roar never stopped.

The blood of the ancient god was sucked away, and the blood cloud collapsed. Most of the main buildings of the Blood Demon Palace rested on the blood cloud, and naturally collapsed along with it.

Now in the ruins of Jie Volcano, among the ruins and walls all over the ground, a large number of corpses of low-level monks in the Gorefiend Palace have been scattered all over the place and have not been cleaned up to this day.

The collapse of the blood nest, the emptiness of the blood pool, the collapse and depression of various secret realms.

Tangible and intangible, calculable and immeasurable losses, added together, is a raging anger, burning and swinging in the heart of the cultivator of the Blood Demon Palace, as if it will never be extinguished.

Tease their anger and make them mad with hatred.

"I want to tell the Palace Master that some of the orthodox monks who took the opportunity to cause trouble have already been caught. From their mouths, the truth of the matter has been roughly restored." Elder Ding Chen quickly shuttled through the ruins with a few disciples from the Blood Demon Palace. , bypassing a broken railing, and then at the gate of the dilapidated Gorefiend Hall, reported to the palace lord Li Xingzhou who was sitting in the ruins.

"Say!" Li Xingzhou covered his forehead with his hands, bloody lines spread between his brows, twisting into complicated symbols.

This symbol is not flickering, it seems to be emitting some kind of special message.

"It is Ke Xiaoliang, a disciple of the Ten Demon Sect, who is responsible for letting them out and creating chaos." Ding Chenyin said first.

Li Xingzhou snorted coldly, and said angrily: "It really is those dirty and despicable guys from the Ten Demon Sects."

Ding Chenyin did not refute his palace lord's words, and waited for Li Xingzhou's anger to subside on his own.

"Go ahead." Li Xingzhou said.

Ding Chen quoted: "Palace Master...it is indeed the Ten Demon Sect who caused the chaos. But this time...they may have made wedding dresses for others."

"Palace Master, do you still remember Gu Tailang?"

Li Xingzhou said: "That Gu Tailang who forged swords into his bones and blood? I remember...he was imprisoned on the tenth floor of Blood Prison Valley...."

"Wait...you mean, he stole the blood of the ancient god?"

Ding Chen nodded and said: "There is a great possibility. Because from the dictation of those orthodox monks, it is not difficult to draw conclusions... There is a problem with this Gu Tailang, and he has already made a plan. It is not a one-time, one-off Start making up your mind."

"The only question now is... why did Gu Tailang know that the blood of the ancient gods is under the Blood Prison Valley. And he also knows how to pass through our teleportation array, so that he can clearly... delete part of the array Dharma runes. This is a secret matter that only the palace master can fully know."

Hearing this, Li Xingzhou's complexion changed several times.

Regarding Gu Tailang, there are some old things about the Gorefiend Palace entangled in it, which he doesn't want to say clearly.

"Then it must be that Gu Tailang who took the blood of the ancient god! Have you forgotten about looking for a blood machine?" Li Xingzhou changed the subject and directly skipped the question of Gu Tailang's identity.

Ding Chenyin wanted to say more, but he thought about it for a while and was silent for a moment, and then said along with the words: "The blood machine only calculated that Gu Tailang is still alive. But nine days and ten places... there is no trace of him. Not in this world."

"The talisman of deceiving the sky and the world is the sect of stealing the sky." Li Xingzhou said inexplicably but firmly.

"Send people with all my strength to hunt down the cultivators of the Thief Heaven Sect. I want to find their mountain gates, and then... take back the blood of the ancient gods, and let them pay with their blood!" Li Xingzhou roared violently.

In the incomplete ruins of the Blood Demon Palace, a large number of blood shadows were flying, and countless monks of the Blood Demon Sect were busy.

I'm afraid that they will be busy for quite some time in the future.

But the gate of the Gorefiend Palace was broken and the residence was destroyed.

At the same time, the news that the ancient god's blood was stolen also began to spread rapidly throughout the entire practice world.

Blood Demon Palace... The super sect, one of the five great ancestral families of the majestic Demon Dao, unexpectedly encountered such an unprecedented humiliation in ten thousand years.

To others, it is a big joke.

Especially monks of the Righteous Way liked to hear such jokes.

Ordinary low-level monks made up this incident into jokes after dinner, and laughed in various ways.

A similar trend is even spreading rapidly towards Hu Zhongjie.

The wasteland world has now accommodated more monks.

The number of resident monks has reached more than one million.

The major sects that originally obtained the blood talisman had already started selling the blood talisman.

They all want to seize the opportunity and compete with other opponents.

Capture the market first before the bloody talisman rots on the street, and get back more benefits.

And all kinds of rumors and news about the world of wasteland, the world of God's domain, and the world of high martial arts, also spread like a raging fire through the propaganda of these sects.

Even monks who have never entered the gourd world can casually tell some wonderful things about the world of wasteland and the world of gods.

In the monk market that Ke Xiaoliang passed by, there were also some real or fake blood charms for sale.

"Have you heard?"

"The Blood Demon Palace has been captured! It was Gu Tailang, our upright hero, who took the shot. One by one, he killed from the Blood Prison Valley to the Blood God Palace, and from the Blood God Palace to the Calamity Volcano. In front of the owner of the Blood Demon Palace Zhou’s face, took away the blood of the ancient god, then laughed three times, and walked away!” In the wasteland world, in a bar with a strong doomsday punk style, two orthodox monks were sitting in front of the bar, One of them was holding a glass of expired rum, chatting about the hottest topic in recent days.

"No! How did I hear that there are shadows of the Ten Demon Sects?" Another monk said.

"The Ten Demon Sects are just rats in the ditch. What kind of climate can they become? At best, they are in it, and they have played some dishonorable and despicable roles. The most powerful one is Gu Tailang... You said that Gu Tailang got the blood of the ancient gods, How powerful will it be in the future? Will it break the destiny and ascend to immortality?" The previous monk who spoke was stubborn.

It's just that he didn't pay attention to the occasion when he spoke.

So a monk from the Ten Demon Sect passing by behind picked up the wine bottle and shot him in the head.

The bar quickly became lively.

Those aborigine girls who were posing on the stage, undoing the few equipment they had, and twisting their bodies enchantingly, couldn't attract much attention.

The manic atmosphere rendered the hustle and bustle in the bar.

The orthodox way, the evil way, and casual cultivators... are all in this vortex, mingling together.

On the stage, several aboriginal band singers sang "Immortals" enthusiastically, cheering for those who were wrestling and tearing.

"Our existence is defined by others."

"And yet that definition vainly binds itself."

"Although my behavior is often bad and bad."

"But every action will not be in vain."

At this time, only very, very few, very few people noticed the changes in the sky, the changes in the world, and the extra smell in the air.

That nostalgic, but long gone taste.

Song Qingwen pushed open the window of the study room on the top floor of the castle and stood at the window.

Beside a large astronomical telescope, he put his hands in the pockets of his white coat, and then spat out a mouthful of white mist.

"coming soon!"

The singing in the bar continued, penetrating through the doors and glass windows, spreading its wings outside the windows and in the sky, under the haze.

"I'll be that."

"Watcher of the Eternal Flame."

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