Fantasy: Traveling To The Exciting World Written By Yourself

For others, it may be difficult to find the entrance to the dungeon, but as a spiritual semi-saint, this place has no secrets for Fang Yan.

After a reckless mental search, Fang Yan quickly found the real entrance to the dungeon.

There are many entrances, but 90% of them are fake.

obviously.

This underground city is inaccessible to most Blood Hand cultists.

At this moment, Fang Yan was standing on a rockery not far from the underground city.

It has to be said that seeing is believing, the grandeur of the underground city is far beyond Fang Yan’s imagination.

The previous underground town was nothing compared to this underground city.

This underground city is definitely a world of its own.

Even ecology can achieve self-circulation.

It can only be said that there are indeed masters of formations in the Bloody Hand Sect, otherwise it would be impossible to maintain the current large-scale formation group.

but.

These are not what Fang Yan needs to worry about.

At this time, Fang Yan was very fortunate that he had comprehended the "Wuji Spiritual Eye" in time, and coupled with his strong mental power, he was able to quickly find the weaknesses of these formation groups.

Otherwise, once you are trapped in the formation, even if you can kill the bloody-hand master, you will probably have to pay a heavy price.

"What a terrifying blood pool!"

Fang Yan found the bloody hand master instantly.

Located in a blood pool.

The blood pool was comparable to a huge lake.

As for how much human blood it would take to fill it up, Fang Yan couldn't imagine it.

Fang Yan can confirm that the blood inside is not only human blood, but also congenital fetal blood, that is, the blood contained in unborn fetuses.

Innate fetal blood contains a faint trace of innate energy.

However.

When the amount of innate fetal blood is sufficient, there will be no shortage of innate Qi.

To practice blood hands, you must use innate energy.

For the Blood Hand Cult, absorbing innate fetal blood is the cheapest way to obtain innate energy.

obviously.

Among the Blood Hand Cult, there must be a department that specializes in cultivating innate fetal blood.

The Bloody Hand Master also discovered Fang Yan, but had no intention of escaping.

This is the main altar of the Bloody Hand Cult.

The bloody-handed master has taken advantage of the right time, place and people.

escape?

Obviously impossible.

Master Xueshou admired Fang Yan's courage and courage.

However.

Courage and courage are not worth mentioning in the face of absolute advantage.

In the blink of an eye, the guards of the Blood Hand Cult rushed towards Fang Yan.

"Aren't you going to let anyone go?"

Bi Ji's voice came in Fang Yan's mind.

"No one among the believers will be spared."

Fang Yan said coldly.

"Okay, I'll be responsible for half of it, and you'll be responsible for the other half, how about that?"

Brigitte suggested.

"You want to take action?"

Fang Yan was a little surprised.

"I have just recovered a little strength. If I don't move for a moment, I will turn into stone."

Brigitte said in a rare joke.

"OK."

Fang Yan did not refuse.

You know, there are a hundred thousand Blood Hand cultists in the dungeon. Even if they stand and let Fang Yan kill them, it will take a while.

Because there are many innocent people in the dungeon who were captured by the Bloody Hand Cult and used as coolies.

Especially the huge number of pregnant women, no less than one million, who are forced to provide congenital fetal blood to the Blood Hand Cult.

Fang Yan can be ruthless and cold-blooded, even massacring hundreds of thousands of Bloody Hand cultists here, but he cannot destroy his conscience.

This is his way!

He is also a doctor!

His knife can kill people, and it can also save people!

"See you in the blood pool then..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Yellow Spring River Picture flew out from Fang Yan's eyebrows, flying like a kite over the thousands of Blood Hand Cult guards who rushed up.

In the blink of an eye, those thousands of people disappeared.

When Fang Yan saw this, he was not surprised. After all, this was the Yellow Spring River Map, an imperial artifact.

If Huangquanhetu was in its heyday, it wouldn't take a single breath to swallow up all the believers here.

Fang Yan took out the Qixuan Snow Knife and without hesitation, killed the guards on the other side.

One knife kills a hundred lives!

Thousands of Blood Hand Cult guards turned into corpses in less than three breaths, and were then sucked directly into the Yellow Spring River in the distance.

A ruthless massacre begins!

In the blood pool.

The bloody-hand master looked at this scene indifferently, and even raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

The more people die, the more tragic Fang Yan's death will be.

The bloody-handed master is so confident.

It is not that no one has entered here before. Even the great monks of Taiqing Realm and Dzogchen Realm could only bury their bones here.

The Bloody Nine Netherworld Formation!

This is the real trump card of the Bloody Hand Cult.

This is an existence that transcends god-level formations and belongs to a kind of extraordinary and holy power.

Naturally, not a Taiqingjing monk can withstand this kind of power.

However, the conditions for activating the Blood Fiend Nine Nether Formation are relatively harsh, requiring the power of nearly 100,000 dead souls.

This is also one of the reasons why one hundred thousand Bloody Hand cultists are stationed in the underground city all year round.

Once something major happens, as long as one hundred thousand Bloody Hand cultists are sacrificed, the foundation of the Bloody Hand cult can be preserved.

The most indispensable thing in this world is population. Just like the pig farming industry in the modern world, there is as much as there is demand.

The resources required to cultivate a powerful person in the Taiqing realm are enough to feed tens of billions of ordinary mortals.

For the Bloody Hand Cult, tens of billions of ordinary mortals can use it to cultivate two to three powerful people in the Taiqing Realm.

obviously.

The Cult of the Bloody Hand never regards mortals as human beings.

The Blood Fiend Nine Nether Formation is the most proud masterpiece of the Bloody Hand Madman.

Everyone in the world knows that the Bloody Hand Madman has a pair of bloody hands that kill everyone in the world, but they don't know that his real trump card is the Bloody Netherworld Formation of the Bloody Hand Sect.

Fang Yan naturally knew this, but didn't care.

To other people, the Blood Fiend Nine Nether Formation is extremely powerful, but in Fang Yan's eyes, it is just a problem that can be solved with one knife.

Having the supreme artifact means you are so confident.

Ten minutes passed.

Of the one hundred thousand Blood Hand Cultists, no one was left standing. They all died violently and were ruthlessly absorbed by the Underworld.

At this moment, the bloody-hand master finally realized that things were developing a little differently.

In fact, he had noticed the existence of the Yellow Spring River Map a long time ago and thought it was just a treasure to restrain the corpse.

but now.

The bloody hand master discovered that while Huangquanhetu was absorbing the corpse, its power seemed to be recovering, or even waking up.

The terrifying aura of death completely enveloped the entire underground city.

This level of death aura far exceeds the death aura emitted by the deaths of one hundred thousand Blood Hand cultists.

From this, we know that the extra breath of death must be related to the Yellow Spring River Map.

"How is this going?!"

Master Xue Hand felt a trace of unknown uneasiness in his heart.

Suddenly, he wanted to run away.

This place has become his ominous place.

pity.

Fang Yan has appeared in front of the bloody hand master.

"The two great priests are dead, and you are the only one left."

Fang Yan stood in front of the bloody hand master and said indifferently.

The one who killed the remaining two great priests was not Fang Yan, but Huang Quan He Tu.

In front of Huangquanhetu, the two great priests in the phaseless realm were powerless to fight back, and were even more childish than children.

"Who the hell are you?!"

The bloody-hand master asked a very stupid question, but he had to ask it.

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