Family Cultivation: I have a skill panel

Chapter 156
At certain coordinates deeper in the Cloud Gate Mountains.

The same hidden place, the same blood pool, the same blood pool monks and the Foundation Establishment monks sitting in the town.

"what!!"

The screams of the monks in Nanshan County were endless.

"Hold on!"

Some monks' aura shattered in an instant.

Some monks resisted with protective magical artifacts for a quarter of an hour. Under the continuous rain of blood, the protection of magical artifacts was in jeopardy.

The blood rain hit the monk, like boiling oil poured on tofu, making the monk bloody and screaming again and again.

There are also some monks who work together to contend against the blood sword.

There is a crypt in the southwest corner.

Blood crows all over the sky will catch anyone they see.

Chu Lanfei closed her eyes and frowned, a fire phoenix wandered around her body, and the blood crows it touched melted like ice and snow.

Behind the blood crow, a monk with bloodstains all over his face showed an evil smile.

However, with the appearance of a cloud of fire as big as the sky, the monk's face changed suddenly, and he was sweating profusely.

On the side of the three cultivators of Lingkong Mountain, Old Monster Feng, Xie Luobin, Hao Suyun and others acted separately, leading two trembling Foundation Establishment cultivators to go into a rage in the Blood Pool Cave alone.

The huge blood sword came from the sky, but was blocked by a gust of wind from his mouth, unable to advance an inch.

"Hey hey hey"

With Old Freak Feng's strange smile.

A large piece of wind blade flew out of his robe, and slashed on the blood sword. The blade of the blood sword smashed a circle of blood waves like a boulder thrown into a lake.

After a while, there were only a lot of corpses left in the cave, and a monk with a solemn face and long gown.

In the coordinates of the token, basically more than half of the monks have encountered enemies, the mysterious blood pool, and the mysterious blood-striped monk.

Somewhere in the Yunmeng Mountains, in a dilapidated valley.

In the center of the valley, hundreds of two-person-high stone monuments are scattered like swords, forming an ancient stone formation.

In the center of the stone formation, a huge blood pool looks like a small lake, with bright red blood flowing inside.

In the center of the blood pool, a stone tablet as tall as a hill stands.

The stele seems to be absorbing the blood in the blood pool. Starting from the foot of the stele, the blood climbs up along the strange runes on the stele like reptiles. At this moment, [-]% of the stele has been covered with blood, and it looks like a handful of blood. Huge handleless blood sword.

Only the exposed tip of the sword showed black stone and mottled moss.

Suddenly, the stele hummed softly.

Circles of ripples appeared in the calm pool of blood.

By the pool of blood, "Chu Zhenyu" sat cross-legged.

Huo Ran opened his eyes.

A monk who was stepping on a shuttle-shaped magic weapon flew from the sky.

With a short beard and elegant appearance, an evil face, and a scarf on his head, he was actually Chu Yuju who disappeared with "Chu Zhenyu" back then.

Behind him lay a comatose monk in purple.

A bloody rope bound it, making it immobile.

Chu Yuju fell from the air in front of "Chu Zhenyu", threw the purple-clothed monk to the ground, and said calmly.

"Master, the monks from Nanshan County have found Yunmeng Mountain Range"

"Chu Zhenyu" glanced at the purple-clothed monk on the ground, but did not speak.

Chu Yuju cast a spell on the unconscious man.

"what!"

The cultivator in purple let out a scream and opened his eyes.

Seeing the young version of "Chu Zhenyu" in front of him, the monk in purple suddenly changed his color
"Patriarch Chuchu!"

Immediately, he seemed to remember something, and his face turned pale.

"Ex-senior, spare your life!"

"Chu Zhenyu" let out an evil laugh

"Heh, it seems that you know the body of me, so I don't need to say more. I ask you, how many people come to Yunmeng Mountain Range, and are there any Golden Core monks?"

The purple-clothed cultivator knew that the person in front of him was the remnant of the Golden Core Demon Kingdom, so he had no intention of resisting, so he immediately knew everything, and completely explained the reasons why Xiang Qiulu from Qingxuan Valley recruited them to the Yunmeng Mountain Range.

However, "Chu Zhenyu" didn't seem to be interested in anything else. When he heard that Xiang Qiulu, a golden core monk, was also here, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

Chu Yuju smiled and agreed
"Respected Master, the monk from Qingxuan Valley really spread the news last time, but this is also in our favor."

"Chu Zhenyu" nodded noncommittal.

He looked up at the stele that was about to be covered in blood, but didn't speak again.

"Senior, I have no choice but to come here under coercion. I hope that senior will make amends!"

The monk in purple kept begging for mercy.

"Chu Zhenyu" turned a blind eye to his begging for mercy, but instead asked teasingly

"The dignified No. [-] sect of the Yan Kingdom actually asked you to act as pawns to find the seat of my seat. Did Xiang Qiulu say anything about what to do after discovering this seat?"

The purple-clothed monk nodded again and again.

"The people of Qingxuan Valley are indeed hateful. Forgive me, senior. I have a call-up order on me. I only need to activate the magic decision in it to send the location of the Jindan monks of Qingxuan Valley. Senior, spare my life. Cultivator Qingxuangu leads away, senior, please spare me."

"Oh"

"Chu Zhenyu" beckoned, and the monk's storage bag flew in front of him. When he squeezed it, the restriction of the storage bag lost its effect, and a piece of Qingxuan Valley's call-up order fell out from it.

"Yes, senior, this is it"

The cultivator in purple was still asking for credit.

"Noisy"

Chu Zhenyu pinched his five fingers, and the cultivator in purple immediately let out a scream, and then blood beads oozed out of the pores of his body, and he became a blood man in a moment.

However, the cultivator opened his throat and couldn't make any sound, as if the sound was cut off by the sound insulation technique, and his body became dry and like a dead corpse in less than ten breaths as the blood oozed out.

The death was extremely tragic.

A ball of crimson blood floated above the corpse.

"Chu Zhenyu" dusted his fingers, and the blood drops fell into the pool of blood, doing all this was like hitting a mosquito.

"Respected Master, they have so many people here, I'm afraid we can't keep the blood hole we set up at the center of the array, should the blood stele outside be taken back?"

Chu Yuju frowned
"No problem"

"Chu Zhenyu" waved his hand

"The blood stele outside is just a cover. In the past few years, I have refined 350 and nine blood steles. Adding the 640 here, it is enough to open the blood demon formation. The Holy Kingdom will return to its homeland today!"

"Congratulations to Master, welcome to the Holy Kingdom!!"

Chu Yuju saluted respectfully and praised loudly.

"Chu Zhenyu" laughed, then said seriously again
"The Monument of the Great Demon Heaven Pagoda is just one step away. Now that the guests are here, let me arrange them. During my arrangement, they cannot be discovered by the Qingxuangu cultivator. However, there is a blood hole outside. You won't be able to find this place for a while, you go out first and follow my orders."

"Yes"

Chu Yuju's face was a little fanatical, he nodded and retreated.

At this moment, "Chu Zhenyu" suddenly frowned, because he found that the calm blood pool in front of him was constantly rippling, and the big demon sky tower monument in the middle of the blood pool was shaking violently, as if giving some warning.

"ta-ta-"

There were subtle footsteps among the countless stone tablets, and the two looked for their reputation, only to see a beautiful and unparalleled female Xiu Xiu walking towards them.

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In the blood hole.

"Who are you!"

The old man's eyes were dull, watching the blood demon's hand, which was comparable to a golden core, shattered under the power of a sword, the indescribable fear in his heart was like falling into an ice cave.

The cultivator in front of him is so young, although he has the cultivation of the fourth level of foundation building, how can he resist the power of the Gorefiend's hand?

Although Meng Hanqing was also shocked, when seeing the old man distracted, he sacrificed a curved sickle magic weapon, like a full moon, combined with a flying sword, and easily cut the blood dragon in half. Then, she slapped the storage bag, from A rainbow of light flew out of the storage bag, and the origin of the rainbow light was a white jade porcelain bottle.

As soon as Hong Guang encountered the severed blood dragon, his body, which was still recovering from the blood cloud, was immediately pulled into the white jade porcelain vase.

"Humph!"

Seeing that the blood dragon was about to be put into the bottle instead of taking shape, the old man snorted coldly, raised the spell in his hand, and the blood cloud suddenly retracted, shrinking and getting smaller, and finally was sucked into the old man's stomach.

The blood cloud poured into his stomach, and the thin figure of the old Taoist suddenly swelled up like an inflated balloon, and the horrible "creaking" sound of stretching bones exploded in the cave like a chain of firecrackers.

"call!"

The originally skinny old Taoist turned into a fat Taoist with a fat belly and a round face. His body was also elongated by nearly two feet, and his breath also skyrocketed.

Seeing that he was changing strangely, Meng Hanqing retreated to Zhao Xiuxuan's side, and Shui Xuanzhu protected the two of them, to see what kind of tricks this Taoist was going to play.

Old Taoist, no, the fat Taoist didn't move, instead he grinned and said to Zhao Xiuxuan
"Little baby over there, it's really not simple. Even the blood demon hands can't do anything to you. With such strength, but being used as a pawn, isn't it depressing? Why don't you join my holy country? The strength of my holy country monks My honor, if you join the Holy Kingdom, you can be named a Rakshasa general, you can kill if you want, and you will be happy and free and easy."

Zhao Xiuxuan said with disdain
"The remnants of the demon kingdom, lingering in this filthy place, are nothing more than street rats, it doesn't matter if it's improper"

"Street rat!?"

Fat Taoist invited him kindly, but Zhao Xiuxuan yelled out loudly, and shouted with a vicious face,

"If it wasn't for our holy kingdom to flee far away, how could it be your turn to act wildly in the world of cultivating immortals this time, saying that we are waiting for the monks of the holy kingdom to be street rats! When the lord opens the door of the holy kingdom, my holy kingdom monks will come in thousands , then you won’t even be able to join if you want to!”

"Oh"

Zhao Xiuxuan frowned, just now he intentionally provoked him with words, but he did not expect to actually get some information out.

"So, you are here to open the door to the Demon Kingdom?"

"Hey, little baby, don't play tricks. You were able to use that sword just now. You must have swallowed some buffing pill. This kind of pill is very short-acting, so you don't rely on the effect of the pill to return it." Now, take me down?"

Meng Hanqing, who had been silent all this time, was also a little puzzled, and cast him a questioning look. If Zhao Xiuxuan's sword was so powerful just now, if he could make another move, the evil cultivator in front of him would definitely not be able to resist.

"Brother."

She couldn't help but wanted to ask, but just as she was about to leave her mouth, she was interrupted by Zhao Xiuxuan waving her hand.

Zhao Xiuxuan still said calmly
"That Taoist, I don't need you to talk about how I do things, how about this, as long as you tell me about your plans here, I won't do anything to you. The effect of my pill is only a quarter of an hour. I wasted half a quarter of an hour just now, and there is still half a quarter of an hour, if you don't say something I want to hear, what will I do again?"

The fat Taoist's expression froze, being so scorned by a junior made him very angry.

However, this kid in front of him is really troublesome, if he was hit by that move just now, there is absolutely no possibility of surviving.

"Baby, are you threatening me?"

The fat Taoist couldn't let go of his face, and his voice was a little harsh.

Zhao Xiuxuan raised the sword, and a mass of terrifying sword energy gathered in front of him like a howling wind.

The fat Taoist's eyebrows hurt, because Zhao Xiuxuan raised his arm, and the point of the sword pointed directly at his eyebrows.

"!!"

"Whether"

The fat Taoist moved his eyes and said softly

"It's okay to tell you something, but don't regret it, little baby. A pill like yours that can increase your strength to such a terrifying level must have paid a lot of price. Like my Holy Kingdom, there is burning life essence and essence. Forbidden technique of blood will cause endless troubles."

The fat Taoist talked about him from left to right, but he just didn't talk about the topic.

Zhao Xiuxuan shook the tip of his sword, and a wisp of sword energy shot straight at the fat Taoist.

"!"

The fat Taoist hurriedly slapped the storage bag, and three jet-black skull-chained magical artifacts rose into the air, facing the sword energy.

This magic weapon is called "Three Ghost Town Talisman". It belongs to the second-level top-grade magic weapon and is a rare defensive magic weapon. There is part of the aura of monks.

I don't know how many attacks this magic weapon has resisted for him.

"Shh!"

The black light of the three skulls flashed, and a ball of black air condensed into three small shields, resisting in front of the fat Taoist in the shape of a character.

"Boom!"

One of the skulls pierced through directly, and then the sword energy hit the fat Taoist's shoulder, directly opening a bloody hole.

"what!!"

The fat Taoist's miserable cry sounded in the cave, he held back the severe pain and hurriedly said in fear.

"Slow hands! Slow hands!"

Zhao Xiuxuan lowered the raised sword slightly, and said coldly

"Don't waste my time, if you have half a word to spare in your next sentence, save it and say it underground"

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The fat Taoist gave vicious gazes from his lowered head, personally feeling that Zhao Xiuxuan obviously didn't use his full strength with his sword, and that he had damaged a skull with a second-level high-grade magic weapon. Obviously, in his opinion, swallowing Zhao Xiuxuan, who was in a state of taking some kind of elixir, could only avoid the sharp edge temporarily.

"That's right, His Holiness summoned us to plan to open the door to my Holy Kingdom."

He paused, looked at Zhao Xiuxuan, saw that he didn't speak, and broke out in a cold sweat, and quickly added to himself.

"Somewhere in this mountain range, there is an eye of the Holy Nation Formation, and there is a Great Demon Tower Monument that can connect to the Holy Kingdom. His Holiness just wants to use this Great Demon Heaven Tower Monument to open the passage to the Holy Kingdom."

Zhao Xiuxuan expressed his doubts

"From what you said, it seems that the Demon Kingdom does not exist in this world"

"Of course, not necessarily"

The fat Taoist shook his head and explained
"The holy country was originally located in the same place as the world of cultivating immortals here, named Dacha country. Most of the territory of Yan country was once the boundary of Dacha country, especially the two counties of Nanshan and Yunmeng where it is located. Thousands of years ago The territory of my Holy Kingdom, the original Yan Kingdom, is just a small cultivator's country that lives in a corner."

Seeing Zhao Xiuxuan's cold eyes, the fat Taoist hurriedly said

"In the war thousands of years ago, the Holy Nation was defeated, and most of the monks of the Holy Nation were slaughtered. Soul, blood, killing, and martial arts, the four remaining forces escaped to the fourth-order secret realm in the Holy Nation. Cloaked in wind and thunder, cast by demon fire, I look forward to returning to this world one day, and the only way is the original entrance to the secret realm, the Great Demon Sky Pagoda Monument. Thousands of monks from the country will sweep in!"

The fat Taoist showed fanaticism, and seemed to have forgotten his fear.

"The Demon Kingdom is back!"

Such explosive news made Meng Hanqing's heart skip a beat.

(End of this chapter)