Sansheng Xiantu is here for you

Chapter 1321 Lurking Underground
It wasn't that she didn't want to say goodbye to Chu Lianyi in person, but that guy used to cry every time she wanted to leave, which was really unbearable.

After placing the letter in a safe place, Leng Qianyue winked mischievously at Bi Hai, and sneaked out of the demon world with it.

While Chu Lianyi was being chased by the demons, she sensed that Leng Qianyue had left the demon world.

"Sneaking away again!" Chu Lianyi groaned in his heart. The secret passage to go out was indeed what he told Leng Qianyue back then. Going out there would not be discovered by the demon, but he could sense it.

That fool, I'm afraid he doesn't know until now.

In the dark underground, the whimpers of monsters could be heard from time to time.

The heart-piercing horror sound, accompanied by the gurgling blood, dragged the whole place into hell.

Countless huge dark monsters struggled painfully on the ground, their intestines were pierced, and their internal organs flowed out with blood.

The blood and internal organs rushed down a corridor, and finally merged into a strange clay pot.

The clay pot was devouring continuously as if it could not be filled.

Bu Wu sat next to the clay pot, his body was hunched over, and he kept coughing in his throat.

Seeing this, the monster guarding at the side hurriedly lowered a glass of fresh blood, "Elder, drink something."

Bu Wu coughed twice, took the glass of cold blood, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Blood with licorice added really tastes different." Bu Wu took a breath and threw the cup to the people around him.

The ten claws of the monster firmly caught the cup, and he laughed twice.

"Elder, don't worry, the tonic family in the human world has surrendered to us, and there will definitely be more blood supply to strengthen the body and increase the cultivation level in the future."

Bu Wu moved his shriveled lips, and his old eyes were full of exhaustion.

That day when they first arrived in the Six Realms, they were ambushed by the Immortal Realm. If the remaining descendants of the Demon Realm hadn't come to rescue them, they would have been destroyed in the hands of those dead immortals.

As the last drop of blood rolled into the clay pot, Bu Wu stood up leaning on his crutches, "You tell me, the next blood collection will be half a month later, so let those little devils collect the freshest hostility as soon as possible."

"Yes." The monster responded respectfully, and immediately its body turned into a cloud of mist and disappeared in front of Bu Wu.

Bu Wu patted the pot, and a dark golden pattern flashed twice in the darkness.

The clay pot, which was originally as big as a stove, directly became the size of a dish.

Bu Wu picked it up, shook it lightly, and the innumerable amount of blood inside boiled little by little, and the blood mist filled the entire space in an instant.

Bu Wu kept sucking his nose, surrounded by blood mist, and grinned excitedly.

As the blood mist changed from thick to thin, the blood in the clay pot finally condensed into a thumb-sized pill.

Bu Wu was like finding a treasure, with his thin and withered fingers, he gently rubbed the hot pill.

He walked through the long dark corridor and approached a wet ground.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the man who was lying on the bed slowly got up.

The other party's black hair was messily scattered on the bed, and his eyes had turned gray and white.

"My lord, eat it quickly, it has just been condensed."

The man's face was as pale as paper, and when he raised his hand, the skin on his palm was also grayish white.

He took the pill and swallowed it eagerly.

After swallowing a pill, the man screamed twice in pain, countless black air permeated his body, and the whole scene was indescribably terrifying and gloomy.

(End of this chapter)