Let the scourge go to the right path, and you make games to reward them?.

Chapter 391 Something is wrong, so it’s wrong (33)

Staring at the flesh and blood jungle that suddenly emerged, the other three Jindan cultivators of Xuantian Sect sighed, and then secretly rejoiced.

When they saw this jungle of flesh and blood, they knew that Zhao Huai had fallen, and the situation inside Mo City was more dangerous than they had imagined.

But as soon as the jungle of flesh and blood appeared, time was on their side.

As time goes by, the air and water inside Mo City will be polluted by the demons, and the Jindan monks inside will also be affected, until all living things are devoured.

The speed of demon species contamination is very fast. It won’t be long before the whole Mo City will become part of the jungle of flesh and blood, allowing them to obtain blood and energy continuously.

Moreover, with one less immortal master, each of them will get more credit, and the rewards after completing the task will be richer.

Next, as long as we can resist Daoxuan’s attack, everything will be fine.

But the question is, can it be stopped?
The old man outside had almost endless stamina. He alone could unleash the might of thousands of troops, which frightened the Jindan cultivators in the formation.

And as time passed, the war god blood in Daoxuan's body seemed to be aroused.

His fists became more and more powerful, and their strength became more and more terrifying. Some mysterious characteristics condensed in his body, giving him a vague sign of a breakthrough.

Discovering that the other party could actually break through despite the suppression of Heaven, the degree of terror of this person rose to a new level in everyone's mind.

No wonder they dared to go here with two people. This first upright man is indeed confident.

It was not until now that they realized that it was not they who surrounded Mocheng and the righteous, but the righteous who surrounded themselves.

As long as they dare to retreat, Daoxuan will immediately find an opportunity to break through the chaotic formation, and then they will be defeated.

The only way to survive is to completely corrupt Mo City as soon as possible and devour every cultivator in it, so as to have the capital to fight against Daoxuan.

After knowing this, the Xuantian Sect monks who went to Mo City became even crazier.

A group of Xuantian Sect monks stepped into Mo City and took a deep breath.

The demon seeds have begun to mix with the spiritual energy here. The golden elixir blood of Zhao Huai after his death mixed with the blood of other dead foundation-building cultivators, making the air filled with a pungent smell of blood.

This smell is poison to other cultivators, but to the cultivators of Xuantian Sect, it is a tonic comparable to magical herbs.

Breathing the air here, they can feel their bodies constantly strengthening, the blood in their bodies constantly boiling, their own cultivation constantly improving, and their whole bodies becoming excited.

Some people even couldn't help but tear open their arms and expose their wounds, just to allow themselves to absorb more energy and blood in the air and improve faster.

"The skills of our Xuantian Sect are indeed infinitely useful." A Qi-refining cultivator couldn't help but say, "The Jindan Immortal Masters of other sects are dead, but our Jindan Immortal Masters can be transformed into a forest of flesh and blood after death. Some foundation-building cultivators may even be promoted to Jindan because of this. It's really amazing."

"As long as it's not us who die, our strength will continue to improve."

"That's not true. That's why the cultivators of our Xuantian Sect are killing for the gods. The more we kill, the faster we grow. The more we die, the faster we grow."

The three Qi-refining monks were already feeling a little intoxicated by the blood energy, and they spoke in a proud tone.

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps caught the monk's attention. A giant hand stained with blood destroyed the earth wall, revealing a shivering child underneath.

Seeing that it was just a child, the monk snorted with disdain.

Just as they were about to get rid of him, one of the monks suddenly stopped him and whispered, "This child looks quite clean, and should be taken care of by an adult. Why don't we pretend to be friendly, trick the adult into where he is, and then secretly have a good meal with him?"

"Aren't you going to tell the foundation-building monks?" "Why tell them? How much can we eat if they take one bite? Besides, we won't go too far, we just need to move around nearby."

"What if there's an expert?"

"What are you afraid of? Everyone in Mo City is a physical cultivator. The strength of their Qi and blood equals their strength. We just need to avoid those people with abundant Qi and blood."

"clever!"

With a sigh of admiration, the three of them changed their expressions and looked at the child and said, "Don't be afraid. We in Xuantian Sect are all good people. Where are your parents? I will take you to see them."

The child calmed down a bit, then pointed to a place and said, "I don't have parents, but my uncle is looking for something there. Would you like to take me there?"

Looking at where the child was pointing, they could sense the presence of someone there.

Moreover, the opponent's qi and blood are weak. He should be some second-rate cultivator. Although there is not much qi and blood in his body, he can still deal with it.

Then the three of them smiled even more brightly, and one of them even held the child in his arms and said softly, "Come on, I'll take you to see your uncle."

"Thank you, three big brothers." The child smiled innocently, causing a monk to drool.

When they walked not far away, the three saw that there was indeed a monk rummaging around in the vicinity.

Hearing the footsteps, the thin man looked up, saw the child, raised his hand and shouted: "What are you doing here?"

"A gift for you."

"A gift...Okay, thank you very much. I'll give you half later."

Before the three knew what the gift was, they watched each other's physique suddenly swell up.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the thin man just now swelled into a strong man who was ten feet tall. His terrifying body looked like a weapon, but there was no blood in his body.

The opponent's body is made of pure magic power. The sensing ability that Xuantian Sect is proud of is completely useless in front of him, and may even misjudge the opponent's strength.

The next moment, the other party stepped forward and passed the three people almost instantly.

Along with the sound of breaking bones, the necks of the three people were twisted, and the breathless monks fell to the ground and turned into demons, rolling around.

Raising his hand to sweep away the blood, the big man picked up the magic weapon and storage bag on the ground, picked up the child and stepped back, and arrived outside Anping Sect in a few steps.

Before him, several people had successfully ambushed the Xuantian Sect monks and were now happily coming here with their spoils, ready to have Elder Lin of the Anping Sect take a look, hoping to get some treasures.

After queuing up, the man found that the area around Anping Sect was extremely safe.

Here, some elderly monks paid no attention to the bloody jungle not far away. They still gathered together to chat and talk about endless family matters.

The nearby shops were still open, and the shop assistants were still serving customers. The nearby residents seemed unaware of the Xuantian Sect's invasion and were still living their lives.

Seeing this scene, the strong man realized that something was wrong with Mo City.

But anyway, I can benefit from it, so if it’s wrong, then it’s wrong.

(End of this chapter)