Devil Seeds

"What is Gu Tailang trying to do?"

"Take advantage of the opportunity to attract people's hearts, or do you have other plans?" Ke Xiaoliang, who wanted to take advantage of the chaos and leave, stayed behind and mingled among the crowd.

From the tenth floor down, the entrance and exit are no longer blocked by special stone gates.

Instead, a special teleportation array is set up.

There is no specific key to activate it. Between the tenth and eleventh floors, there is probably at least a hundred meters of thick rock formations.

One must know that the Gorefiend Palace is not on the ground, but in mid-air.

Therefore, the continuous downward exploration of Blood Prison Valley is not in essence bordering on the ordinary ground or underground, but has penetrated into a special secret realm.

The rocks in the secret realm are naturally not ordinary stones.

Even if it is shaken by supernatural powers and spells, it is difficult to damage the level.

However, Gu Tailang seemed to be quite familiar with the teleportation formation. On the formation, he slightly changed a few symbols, and then inserted a sword into the keyhole.

On the teleportation array, bloody light flowed.

Gu Tailang took the lead in standing on the formation, and then said to the people behind him: "Going down will only be more dangerous. Friends with insufficient cultivation bases or serious injuries can stay. Everyone is doing well and has been rescued." There are many comrades. Even if you stay now, no one will think you are a coward."

"In this way... we will only select a small team of less than ten people to continue down, and the rest will take advantage of the chaos to kill the Blood Demon Palace first. Save it for usefulness, and in the future, everyone will be able to eliminate demons and defend the way together!"

What Gu Tailang said was well-founded, and those monks who started to feel uneasy in their hearts, but were reluctant to quit because of their face, hesitated one after another.

Then there are a considerable number of people who choose to stay or quit.

Ke Xiaoliang was still thinking about how to go down to the eleventh floor with Gu Tailang as a "little monk" in the Qi training period to experience it.

But suddenly someone pointed at him and said: "There is another devil boy here. Although we accepted his favor and were rescued by him, but he had bad intentions and wanted to use us to create chaos for the Blood Demon Palace. Speaking of it... We can be regarded as clearing things up with him."

"Senior Ancient! You are going to the eleventh floor to rescue our righteous senior monks. I am afraid that every step is dangerous and murderous everywhere. Why don't you take this little devil with you and let him explore the way when you are in danger."

Suddenly there was a sound of catering around.

Although some people expressed their opposition and believed that revenge should not be repaid, they were submerged in the huge wave of approval.

If you still want to argue, I'm afraid you will be labeled as sympathetic to the devil and having an affair with the devil.

Gu Tailang didn't insist on it either, but took advantage of the situation and agreed.

Although Ke Xiaoliang achieved his goal without doing anything, he felt particularly unhappy.

Then he recorded the appearance of these people.

In addition to Ke Xiaoliang, the 'devil son' who was used to find the way, eight other monks were added to the team.

They were two monks who majored in formations, three monks who were relatively strong and not seriously injured, a monk who majored in spells, and a monk who had a lot of research on the Blood Demon Sect.

Ten people stood on the teleportation array together.

In the flickering blood, everyone seemed to be trapped in quicksand.

In the next moment, he stood on another high platform.

Eleventh floor!

The four fields were empty.

What catches the eye are the blood-colored crystal stone pillars all over the mountains and plains.

These stone pillars exude a magnificent and strange red light, and some illusory shadows in the red light seem to gather and float.

Occasionally, there would be a powerful aura, which would appear and disappear quickly, making everyone break out in cold sweat.

Some are extremely tall, about a hundred feet or more in bone frame, wearing black or golden battle armor, standing alone in the bloody dreamy space.

The dried up pool of blood, the smell of rot... and some incomplete and broken architectural traces have become some embellishments that constitute the entire special layout.

It doesn't seem so simple here.

The eleventh floor of Blood Prison Valley does not look like a place for detaining serious offenders.

But like a relic.

Ke Xiaoliang's heart moved, and he had already thought of a certain possibility.

Then get on your guard.

A large amount of magical value was consumed, and a hundred-layer diamond amulet worth 500,000 magical points was exchanged for it, and it was quietly pasted on the body to trigger its effect.

"Here... it looks so weird!"

"Why doesn't it look like a place where prisoners are held!" said the monk who knew a lot about the Blood Demon Palace in surprise.

"I heard that there are thirteen floors in the Blood Prison Valley in the Blood Demon Palace. Among them, the eleventh, twelfth, and thirteenth floors are where many respected seniors in our righteous way are imprisoned. How could it be...wrong! Maybe here It’s a cage, but it’s a bit special.” Another orthodox monk said.

Gu Tailang slowly closed the teleportation formation.

Picked off the two rune marks on the formation with his feet, and then said: "The Blood Prison Valley does have eleven to thirteen floors, but... the three floors are not here, but in the Blood Temple!"

"Blood Temple?" The righteous monks were all surprised.

"Of course, in the Blood God Temple, the captive righteous masters are excellent materials used by the cultivators of the Blood Demon Palace. In the Blood God Palace, the people who live in seclusion are the oldest old guys in the Blood Demon Palace. If you don't give such good materials It's a pity they use it!" Gu Tailang said in a weird and evil tone.

At this moment, everyone came back to their senses.

Before there was any reaction, Gu Tailang had already launched a attack.

He waved his palm as if holding a heavenly knife.

When the blade fell, everyone's necks were severed and their heads flew up...except Ke Xiaoliang.

The hundred-layer Vajra Talisman on his body emitted a thick red-golden halo, firmly resisting the sharp and extraordinary light of the knife.

"I'm Ke Xiaoliang, a disciple of Elder Song Qingwen of the Ten Demon Sects. I'm here to rescue Senior Brother Gu under the orders of the Great Elder of the Devil Wind Palace," Ke Xiaoliang said.

"rescue?"

"It's for you to die! My master is so old, and his methods are still so low, he hasn't made any progress." Gu Tailang wiped his beard, and continued to push forward with his arms, but his mana was even more powerful. The turbulence was a little bit stronger.

On the premise that he knew Ke Xiaoliang was his own, he wanted to kill him.

The light of the knife touched the red-golden halo, making an ear-piercing creaking sound.

The vajra amulet with a hundred layers stacked up still looks a bit crumbling under the light of Gu Tailang's knife.

"Since the Blood Temple is the last three floors of the Blood Prison Valley, then... the eleventh floor of the Blood Prison Valley is the blood temple that actually stores the Blood Sea Scripture and the blood of the ancient gods!"

"You devoted yourself to Hengdao Wenxinzong and learned the three volumes of Heavenly Sword, but pretended to be Blood Demon Palace, slaughtered the entire Hengdao Wenxinzong, and then killed the Blood Demon Palace alone in the name of revenge... in order to get yourself imprisoned Enter the tenth floor of Blood Prison Valley, and wait for the opportunity to seize the Blood Sea Sutra and the blood of the ancient gods... am I right?" Ke Xiaoliang quietly took out a hundred-layer glazed amulet and stuck it on his body.

Seeing Ke Xiaoliang's 'lavish' behavior, Gu Tailang finally stopped.

The turbulent and passionate knife light slowly subsided and converged.

"You have a good brain, you are the devil boy of our ten demon sects. The most important thing is that you also know how to keep your own cards, and you used these rare cards without hesitation."

"That's right... only a smart little devil like you is qualified to talk to me, listen to me tell a story!"

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