The Lord who use immortals as food

Pei Ye didn't know where he was being taken.

The dark mountain shadow passed under his feet, Feng Huai was left far behind, and the shape of the mountain became taller and taller and more unfamiliar.

Why doesn't it kill itself? Is it taking me to its lair?

Suddenly, in the fierce wind at high altitude, Pei Ye thought of a possibility - could it have seen through the fate of the same fate, and wanted to bring him to Hei Chi and then kill him, and then take advantage of Hei Chi's weakness to kill him? A fatal blow?

Ignoring the guilt that surged into his heart, Pei Ye hurriedly called out to Hei Chi in his heart, asking him to quickly break up with him.

"Don't panic, it has nothing to do with me." Hei Chi said in a focused tone, "Let's take a look at where this is."

Pei Ye was startled and his body fell suddenly, but Qiongqi suddenly dived and fell into a high and hidden valley.

There seemed to be fire flashing across his field of vision. Before Pei Ye could take a closer look, he was roughly thrown to the ground, and his chest and abdomen were shaken to the point of pain.

Huge dust rose from behind, and at the same time there was the sound of flapping wings. Qiongqi didn't stop for a moment and left straight away.

Pei Ye held his hands on the ground and was about to get up to see where this place was when two pairs of boots fell on the ground in front of him. The right pair had some dust on it, but the left pair was extremely clean.

Pei Ye was startled by this familiar cleanness, and he raised his head suddenly.

However, it was not the resurrection of the dead. In front of them were two unfamiliar purple robes looking up at Qiong Qi's leaving figure.

"More and more people are waking up..." said the person on the left.

"Yes..." The person on the right answered.

After the exchange, the two lowered their heads and looked at Pei Ye. The two ferocious faces in the night shocked Pei Ye, and then he realized that they were masks.

"Where did this come from?"

"Let's take Xiaowu's one."

"Hmm..." The purple-robed man on the left narrowed his eyes and stared. Pei Ye felt as if his heart was tightly grasped by a big hand. Neither Jing Ziwang nor Qiong Qi had ever given him such a terrifying feeling.

Ever since he went into the rain to fight two men in white that night, Pei Ye's narrow understanding has been constantly penetrated. Each one is the strongest enemy he has ever encountered, but they are always worthless in front of the next one.

By now, Pei Ye was completely unable to judge what level the two purple-robed men were at. Is it as simple for them to kill Jing Ziwang as Jing Ziwang killed Wu Zaigu?

"No, it's all the same." The purple-robed ghost-faced man didn't seem to care about what happened between Pei Ye and Wu Zaigu. He bent down and lifted up Pei Ye. Came to a grotto.

This grotto is as big as my own small courtyard, and there are more than 20 people sitting or lying inside.

The man in purple robe left straight away. The man in black robe at the door thrust a sign into Pei Ye's hand. Pei Ye lowered his head and saw that "Twenty-Four" was engraved on it. Before he could take a closer look, he was roughly pushed in. The man in black robe The person closed the dispensable firewood door behind him.

Pei Ye stood in the grotto, surrounded by coldness and the smell of blood. Countless poisonous insects seemed to be crawling on his body, and his hairs were trembling unconsciously - it was the cold and malicious looks of more than twenty people.

Pei Ye tensed his body, slowly moved to the corner and sat down, warily looking at the room of villains.

These people are old and young, as old as fifty or sixty, as young as sixteen or seventeen, more male than female, many of them are stained with varying amounts of blood, some are dark brown, and some are still bright red.

While adjusting his body's condition, Pei Ye sorted out everything he saw in his mind.

What is most worthy of further investigation is the attitude of Qiongqi and the purple-robed man towards him. The reason for his survival is obviously that he is a "useful thing" in their eyes.

And the source of this "usefulness" is easy to guess. It is probably the dragon's tongue that he endured on behalf of Wu Zaigu.

So why did the man in purple robe say "all the same"? It means that the dragon's tongue that has accumulated energy is the key, but it doesn't matter which body carries it?

So...does everyone in this grotto carry a "palace" for that noble seed to live in?

Are there twelve living lives behind each of these "palaces"?

How could Xianrentai not notice such a large-scale killing?

Hmm... They may have accumulated these humanoid dragon tongues bit by bit over the past fifty years, and then gathered them all here.

Pei Ye looked up again and took a closer look. This time he discovered something different.

Although these people sitting and lying in robes all looked like ferocious tigers and leopards, the hostility seemed to be directed only at themselves. Some of them were injured and some had blood on their hands, but they were not wary of each other.

Opposite him, an old man with a gloomy face was sitting on the wall. His black robe was shabby and dirty, and his eyes seemed to be open. His injured left arm was softly resting on the leg of the person next to him. At this moment, he noticed Pei Ye's gaze, He raised a pair of gray eyes and stared over coldly.

He had a head of disheveled dry hair leaning on his left shoulder. At this time, he also raised his head and stared at her. Although her face was stained with blood, it could still be seen that she was unexpectedly young. She was a girl in her late teens.

A father and daughter.

Pei Ye thought and silently withdrew his gaze.

There are two or three such combinations in the cave, siblings, friends, uncles and nephews... It is difficult to determine what the relationship is. The only thing they have in common is that they are like hungry wolves licking each other's wounds, enjoying the last tenderness together.

As this scene came into view, Pei Ye gradually had a bad feeling.

At this time, the Chaimen door was pushed open with a creak, and a tall but stooped figure appeared in front of the door. This man was not wearing a black robe, but a gray shirt. It was also torn and dirty at this time, with bright red blood beads on his face. dripping from hair.

As soon as this person entered the door, Pei Ye immediately felt that the accumulated hostility in his body disappeared and was completely transferred.

The man raised his head and looked around the stone cellar, with a frivolous and provocative smile on his lips.

His eyes paused at Pei Ye, and he seemed to notice the difference in his clothes. He strode over and sat down against the wall next to him.

The man in black robe guarding the door said: "[Seventeen] will step down after two wins, and the next group will be [Nineteen] and [Twenty]."

A man stood up deep in the stone cellar, and at the same time the girl opposite Pei Ye also stood up.

She came to the man next to Pei Ye, stared at him with a pair of bloodshot eyes, and said fiercely: "I will kill you."

The man grinned, revealing his white teeth: "Before that, you have to kill your father first."

The girl made bones with her fists and was about to speak when a man walking from the depths of the stone cellar touched her shoulder and said calmly: "Beloved by God, even if they fight with blood, they are still intimate; abandoned by God, Even if father and son are brothers, they only have their own agenda."

The girl calmed down, looked up and proudly at the man next to Pei Ye, and said, "Yes, we will live forever in the bodies of gods, miserable unbelievers."

She snorted coldly and turned around and walked out. The man sat on the ground and stared at her back. His unruly face seemed to be solemn and heavy for a moment, but he tilted his head towards Pei Ye and still smiled casually: "Hey , Did you kill one of them too?"