Overthrow the Cultivation Civilization

"Clap clap clap."

Qin Aotian clapped his hands on the hill, and looked at Shi Kuang San below who was only breathing out but not breathing in, with great admiration in his eyes.

"The Demonic Sakura Valley is indeed worthy of its reputation. I will remember the name of Shi Kuang San."

"Brother Aotian, it looks like we don't need to do anything. I estimate that monk can only hold out for another 10 minutes!"

Su Linye hugged Qin Aotian from behind and gave him a victorious look.

Qin Aotian grabbed the slender jade hand around his waist. He felt confident of victory and carefully felt the firmness and softness of his back. He couldn't help but feel distracted and thought of Su Linye's performance in bed last night. He couldn't help but feel dry mouth.

At this moment, I just hope that the bald monk with unsteady steps will quickly fall to the ground so that I can find a place to give the charming fairy behind him a good beating.

He was too lazy to even pick up the head of the little Taoist priest. He looked at the dozen or so demon cultivators who had already set out to finish off the little Taoist priest, and did not say anything to stop them. In the end, the storage bag of the bald Taoist priest would be given to him anyway, so he might as well enjoy the remaining warmth.

Suddenly, the comfortable Qin Aotian froze all over. He felt a great terror coming and cold sweat flowed down his neck.

More than a dozen demon cultivators who were preparing to make the finishing blow also stopped and looked up at the sky in disbelief. The strange red color had already occupied the entire sky. Anyone who was not a fool would know that something big was about to happen.

Even the three Foundation Establishment cultivators who were besieging Zhuang Baoxiang stopped. A layer of red blood mist had spread on the ground and was difficult to dispel. Both sides thought that it was the other side's doing.

"Blood Demon!"

“Blood Demon!!!”

Along with a whispering sound, the blood on the ground turned into a red mist, which grew larger and larger. Even the blood that had dried up and seeped into the ground in the previous few days seemed to be given life again, emerging from the ground and scattering in the air.

The red fog has spread into the air, blocking the sunlight. The eyes cannot see the surroundings, and the spiritual vision is blocked. When the spiritual consciousness probes into it, a sticky feeling comes, as if it is stuck on a spider web.

"It's the Blood Demon Valley!!!"

There was a sound of liver and gall bladder breaking, which triggered another round of exclamations, and finally someone recognized it.

Even Qin Aotian could clearly feel the beauty behind him trembling when she heard the words "Blood Demon Valley", but now she was no longer able to enjoy it.

At some point, the wind started to blow, and the red blood mist was blown straight into the depths of the sky. By the time people could see again, the blood mist had already covered the sky and the sun. The timid ones simply fled away, and the rest of them were facing a great enemy, their eyes fixed on the bloody pillar, not caring about anything else.

"The blood demon is coming! The blood demon is coming!"

The whispering sound seemed to be right next to my ear, becoming clearer and clearer.

"Blood demon, come!"

With the sound of thunder, people's ears were dizzy. The giant pillar seemed to have poked a hole in the sky. A small crack appeared in the air, swallowing all the blood mist into it.

Through the crack, everyone saw an endless sea of ​​blood. A huge monster was soaked in the sea of ​​blood, as if it was sleeping, without opening its eyes. Its body twitched unconsciously, and one tentacle stretched out from the sea of ​​blood, and another tentacle sank into the sea of ​​blood. Its body was covered with scars, but even so, it made people who saw it sweat profusely. The pressure was as heavy as a mountain, and some were even forced to kneel down on the spot.

Suddenly, the scar on one of the tentacle opened up, revealing an eye, so fascinating that everyone was mesmerized and stood there in a daze.

Just at this moment, the crack closed, and everyone regained their senses. They lay on the ground, gasping for breath, and were grateful that if the eye had only looked for one more second, they would have died. They all looked as if they had just been fished out of a pond.

"Did it fail?"

Some people couldn't help but hope for the best and prayed for the summoning ceremony, but ultimately it failed.

"Ah—help!"

A scream shattered everyone's fantasy. A mini blood demon, as tall as two buildings that had just been soaked in the blood pool, appeared on the battlefield at some point. Several monks who were still lying on the ground were immediately caught by the blood demon's tentacles and struggled violently.

Everyone had just woken up from their dreams when they were hit hard again. Their legs and feet became weak, and some were even frightened to death on the spot.

"Don't be afraid, this is the Blood Demon's clone. It has no ideology and hunts based entirely on instinct!"

Qin Aotian used an amplified note and shouted loudly.

After hearing this, the demon cultivators regained control of their bodies and crawled away from the blood demon. Some timid ones fled on the spot, and with the help of these people, the remaining 250 demon cultivators on the field ran away in increasing numbers.

"We can't escape. Once the blood demon grows up, we will all die here!!!"

Yuan Xiaoer shouted anxiously and began to organize people to prepare for the response.

"Yes, since it has just taken shape, we still have a chance, let's all attack together!!!"

Yuan Xiaoliu also came to help, but the demon cultivator, who had already lost his courage, was not afraid of a few threats and fled regardless.

The Three Corpses Tan Zhenshan slapped a fleeing demon cultivator to death with one palm, and threw a fireball talisman to burn him to ashes.

"Whoever escapes will be killed!"

However, it was still difficult to subdue these demon cultivators who only wanted to escape, and other Foundation Establishment cultivators also joined in.

Qin Aotian slapped a fleeing demon cultivator to death with one palm, and also released a fireball talisman to burn his body to prevent it from becoming food for the blood demon.

"This road doesn't work!"

Su Linye stabbed a fleeing demon cultivator in the back with his soft sword and held the sword horizontally.

"Please turn back!"

Han Tiesheng shot back three fleeing demon cultivators.

"If you run again, your life will be in danger!"

Hua Qingluo whipped two heads away with a whip, and there was a loud bang.

"Run again, and you'll die."

It took more than a dozen foundation-building monks to kill so many people that the rout was stopped. However, there were only 113 demon cultivators left on the field.

“Hahahaha – we succeeded, we succeeded!”

Qiu Wanhe hugged his junior sister tightly, his face flushed unnaturally, and he looked at the mighty and domineering "Blood Demon" on the field with fanaticism. His whole body was made of blood, and the whole monster was like a flowing liquid. Except that there were no eyes on the tentacles, it was no different from the real-life version soaked in the sea of ​​blood.

The tentacle stretched and retracted at once, grabbed a Qi Refining cultivator, stuffed him into its mouth and killed him. The entire monster seemed to be watered. It was originally only two stories high, but now it was two and a half stories high.

"We really succeeded, we really summoned it!"

Su Chenyang also hugged Qiu Wanhe tightly, unable to hide his excitement, and the light in his eyes was bright. After the two returned to the sect, they would definitely be reused by the sect with this achievement. The future was bright and the road was smooth, and it was within their reach.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Su Yingmeng and Yu Jinyan came to Wang Qiye. One of them supported one of his arms, lifted him up, and dragged him under the black flag.

"Sir, let's go."

"and many more!"

Looking at the eight-clawed "blood demon" chasing the demons in the field, Wang Qiye had a strange feeling, as if he could remotely control the blood demon's clone, a puppet that could only act on instinct.

Wang Qiye realized it belatedly and put his spiritual consciousness into his arms, but Dahei was gone. The spiritual creature had finally shed its skin successfully, leaving only a vivid snake skin in its place.

"Could it be that Dahei is inside that blood demon clone?"

This spiritual creature devoured many souls, shed its skin once, and entered the foundation-building stage. Unexpectedly, its abilities have improved again. If it continues to grow like this, even Wang Qiye feels scared and his back feels cold.

“Is this the path I want to take?”

“Is this the reason for my existence?”

"The Soul Devouring Snake, which can only be created by mountains of corpses and seas of blood, did it summon me? Or did this world choose it???"

"Master, let's go quickly. Fang Qingtian has gone to pick up Zhuang Baoxiang. If we don't leave now, we will be discovered and won't be able to leave."

Su Yingmeng looked at the vicious blood demon and was secretly frightened. The young master's spiritual power had also reached its limit, and now he couldn't even stand up, relying entirely on the two women to support him.

Wang Qiye took out the "Self-Destruction Linglong Ball" from the storage bag with his spiritual sense and threw it on the ground. He took another look at the groups of righteous monks coming from afar. He had to admit that these self-proclaimed righteous monks were still somewhat remarkable.

For the sake of one's own life, one can steal life.

For the greater good, one can die.

If these righteous and evil sects unite together, as long as they dissipate the Blood Demon's energy, there is really hope that they can nip the Blood Demon in the bud. However, I will never have the chance to witness such a feat.

"let's go."

Su Yingmeng and Yu Jinyan received the order and dragged Wang Qiye all the way to the black flag, where Zhuang Baoxiang and Fang Qingtian were already waiting.

Wang Qiye looked back again. The "Blood Demon" slid a few steps and made a Z-shaped route on the ground. It swallowed the "Self-destructive Linglong Ball" silently into its body, then swam away into the distance, targeting a lone Qi Refining cultivator. Behind it, four Foundation Establishment cultivators were hanging closely behind it, attacking it from time to time.

"let's go."

After saying that, the two girls supported Wang Qiye and stepped into the teleportation array. The people behind them entered one after another, and the figures of the five people disappeared under the black flag.

Only a few people noticed it, but then they turned their attention to the extremely ferocious "blood demon".