Maoshan Ghost King

After solving the people in the two rooms, the two walked out the door and gently closed the door.

From the crack in the door, blood began to flow out.

Zhao Yangui figured out the method from his body, and switched it towards the opposite side of the cliff three times, to send a signal to the people of Wanluozong on the opposite side, which meant that he could act.

The people of Wan Luozong who received the signal immediately put on wing suits, and one by one jumped down from the cliff, and flew towards the opposite side of the cliff.

After all, there were so many people, all the people of Wanluozong flew over from the opposite cliff like big bats, and quickly attracted the red-robed descendants of Heishui Shengling who were in charge of guarding the cave entrance.

One of them pointed to a few black shadows flying over not far away, and said solemnly: "Look, what is that?"

Several other red-robed lower-head masters also noticed the black shadows flying between the valleys, all of them dumbfounded.

At this moment, Zhao Yangui and Wang Aotian had once again arrived at the entrance of the cave. Zhao Yangui held more than a dozen flying knives in his hands, taking advantage of the attention of those who were guarding the entrance to the masters who had flown away. At the time, Zhao Yangui's flying knives in both hands flew out at the same time.

The four red robe descending head masters were all good at their cultivation bases, but when they found something abnormal, it was too late, and they split the flying knives into various directions and hit them.

Among them, three Hongpao lowered head masters were stabbed to the forehead and chest by flying knives, and fell into a pool of blood on the spot.

Another red-robed head-down master was a little far away from Zhao Yangui, and escaped a catastrophe, but that flew still stuck on his shoulder, suddenly shouting and rushing toward the depths of the cave...

"There are thorns..."

It's just that the red robe descending head teacher just yelled out two words, Wang Aotian appeared behind him like a ghost, raised the knife in his hand, and suddenly a big head flew up, and the corpse ran forward. After two steps, he fell to the ground.

Time is urgent, Wang Aotian is impatient again, so he didn't plan to wait for the Wa State Army anymore, but took people directly into the cave, rescued Ge Yu and the others, and evacuated quickly.

After getting rid of these people at the door, those wearing wing suits have flown over from across the cliff, each took off their clothes and placed them at the entrance of the cave.

There must be a fierce battle in a while, whoever can come back alive will have the opportunity to wear a wing suit and fly back.

Those who can survive will naturally get a lot of bonuses from Ten Thousand Lozong, and if they die, they will also have a family allowance, which is also indispensable.

Walking in the rivers and lakes is a **** storm, living a life of licking blood on the tip of a knife.

Not long after, forty or fifty thousand Luozong masters all gathered here, led by Wang Aotian and Zhao Yangui, and rushed directly toward the depths of the cave.

Everyone is holding various magical instruments in their hands. Tonight is destined to be another **** battle, and the magical instruments are also destined to be full of blood.

However, no one knows how many lives will stay here tonight and never return home.

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Just when Wang Aotian and Zhao Yangui rushed into the cave with forty or fifty masters, Ge Yu and others who were soaked in the blood pool also became more painful.

Everyone has to endure the pain of being swallowed up by the blood pool and spiritual power, and it is even more miserable to hold Wu Silu in both hands.

This time, in order to prevent any accidents, people have always guarded the edge of the blood pool. Not only are the five or six purple-robed masters around Wulong, Mudahan also brought five or six purple robes from him. Just in case.

When Wu Long was cultivating in that Three Ancestor Cauldron, it was Ge Yu who destroyed his blood pool.

Wu Long couldn't forget the scene where Ge Yu reached out into the blood pond and rescued the people in the blood pond one by one, as well as the weird magical power exuding from him.

Therefore, Wu Long instructed the ten or so purple-robed head-down masters, once Ge Yu had something unusual, he could use a spear to throw him into the blood pool, causing him to be seriously injured, but not to be killed.

As the swallowing power in the blood pool became stronger and stronger, everyone felt weaker and weaker, and everyone's arms became trembling and overwhelmed.

And in the blood pool, tentacles were constantly poking out, trying to penetrate Wu Silu's body.

When Ge Yu just passed Wu Silu to the hands of Li Zejian and Zhong Jinliang, a tentacle came out of the blood pool. The suppressed anger and humiliation in Ge Yu's heart finally broke out, and he grabbed it. A tentacle suddenly pulled out. There were fine teeth on the tentacle, and he opened his mouth and bit towards Ge Yu.

At this moment, Ge Yu was completely mad, biting on the tentacle with one bite, directly biting the tentacle into two pieces, and throwing it into the blood pool casually.

In the blood pool was a huge monster in the shape of a human, but it was painful, and suddenly a few tentacles churned out from the blood pool, and they pierced towards Ge Yu. Ge Yu endured the drama from below him. Pain, waving his hands, grabbing the tentacles in his hands, or biting or pulling, the whole blood pool that was agitated rolled endlessly.

The purple-robed descendant masters who were responsible for guarding Ge Yu and others on the bank immediately put a spear in their hands, and pierced Ge Yu without saying a word. Ge Yu was in the blood pool, and he didn’t know how much his lower body was caught. The tentacles pierced in, painful, and couldn’t dodge the spears that pierced him. Some spears pierced his shoulders, some pierced his back, but not deep, but Ge Yu was covered with scars. , The blood flow does not stop.

Seeing Ge Yu this way, the other people couldn't bear to look at them, and they asked Ge Yu to stop and stop struggling.

However, Ge Yu couldn't hear anything at all at the moment, and his throat roared like a beast. He didn't dodge the spears that stabbed him, and he continued to bite the tentacles that pierced him.

The boundless pain made Ge Yu even more crazy and hot. Gradually, one of Ge Yu's arm began to gradually evaporate a black magic energy, and this magic energy became more and more dense.

For a long time, Ge Yu didn't know how to control the sub-magic power, but Ge Yu gradually knew when the sub-magic energy would come out. Only when he allowed himself to deal with the extreme disadvantages, the sub-magic energy would be able to survive and die. Gradually recovered, which flooded the whole body.

The reason why Ge Yu was so noisy was that he wanted to arouse the demonic energy.

When the devil energy spread out from his arm, it began to cover the whole body. The places that were stabbed by the spear, the devil energy passed, the wounds healed quickly...