Landed in the Floods 20,000 Years Ahead of Schedule

"Haha! If you don't take me, you will die too. Do you choose to die sooner or later?" A cold light flashed in Wang Shuo's eyes.

The terrifying breath instantly locked Li Gui, Li Gui trembled, knowing that he had no choice, and finally gritted his teeth: "It is not impossible for me to take you to see Venerable Poison, but you have to promise me, never Disrespectful to Venerable Poison."

"Don't worry, I won't do anything out of the ordinary." Wang Shuo said calmly.

"Well, that's fine." Li Gui nodded, agreeing.

But he had already made up his mind. When he reached the [-]rd hole, he would find a way to escape. Then he would find Venerable Po's people and besiege them.

Anyway, they went to Venerable Poison's territory, and what they want to do, isn't it they have the final say?

With a plan in mind, Li Gui naturally agreed quietly, and then said with a flattering smile: "I don't know, fellow Daoist, do you need to go to the [-]rd hole now?"

"Not bad." Wang Shuo glanced at Li Gui, sneered, and then sat down.

Li Gui swallowed his saliva, not daring to say anything, then took out the blood crystal just now and handed it to Wang Shuo: "Fellow Daoist, these blood crystals..."

"I'll give it to you." Wang Shuo didn't care.

These things are not of high value to him, but for ordinary monks, they are life-saving weapons.

"Give it to me? So generous?" Li Gui was a little suspicious, but it was not his personality to not take something.

So he took it.

When everyone was almost resting, they started to hurry again.

Along the way, I did not encounter the altar again, but went straight to the twenty-three holes.

When everyone came to the twenty-three caves, there was a city standing on the huge altar in front of them.

A city built on an altar.

Not far from the city, there is a three-kilometer-wide hole, not only red blood gushing out from it, but also with the red tide, wave after wave.

In the red tide gushing out of this hole, accompanied by the roar of the Gorefiends, they continued to shoot out, and countless monks were blocked in front of the three holes, fighting with blood.

"Attention, kill the blood demons above the middle stage of chaos first! Don't be afraid, there are my Nan family members standing in front!"

A middle-aged man gushing with breath and eyes like tigers, wearing a red cloak, let out a roar!

"This person is called Nanmu. He is the current head of the Nan family and one of the main forces guarding the twenty-three holes."

Li Gui looked at Nanmu who was constantly commanding the battle, and continued: "Unfortunately, these twenty-three holes are no longer covered by Nanmu."

"However, the loose cultivators who will participate in the war will have the opportunity to enter the twenty-three caves and knock on the magic gate. Every position in it has left a lot of treasures because of the magic gate. Fellow Daoist, why don't we come forward and help? Bar?"

"Knock on the devil's door?"

Wang Shuo was stunned and asked curiously, "What is the Demon Gate?"

"That is to stop the blood demons from coming out, and the countless powerful doors are built. These doors contain countless generations of monks, and the power poured into them. If you want to open the demon door, you must inject enough laws to open the door. , in order to get the treasures that were stopped behind." Li Gui explained.

"Oh, I see."

Wang Shuo understood that these Gorefiends probably broke through the cracks in the Demon Gate and came out from inside.

The treasures that were stopped inside were more for the purpose of allowing many monks to infuse the laws and supplement the loss of the Demon Sect.

I have to say, the idea of ​​the predecessors is really exquisite.

Repeating this cycle, the magic door will almost never run out of energy.

"Alright!" With a wave of Wang Shuo's hand, he led the crowd forward to three huge caves.

At the mouth of this cave, constant fighting and killing.

However, Wang Shuo did not use all his strength. These blood demons seemed to be blocked by the light curtain in the city of the altar. Without the body of immortality, it would be easier to kill them.

But even if Wang Shuo didn't use his strength, in his opinion, his ordinary combat power was still very eye-catching.

Countless cultivators looked over and were a little curious. Why was there a new expert to help suddenly?

"Who knows this Taoist in Tsing Yi? Just now I saw a Gorefiend in the late stage of Chaos. He was slashed by a sword, and he didn't even have the ability to resist!"

"Yeah, although these blood demons lost their immortality in the altar, it does not mean that they have no combat power. This person can kill the blood demons in the later stage of chaos with one sword! At least the strength of the peak of Chaos Dao!"

"The peak of Chaos Dao? How can it be... Even Nan Mu, the head of the Nan family, is only the peak of Chaos Dao."

Everyone shouted out, their eyes full of disbelief.

The peak of Chaos Dao cannot be reached by anyone. It takes a long time, practice, continuous acquisition of strength, and hard work to achieve it!

Of course, there are also people with great fortune, who once gained huge benefits behind the Demon Gate and stepped directly into the peak of Chaos Dao!

However, this situation is very rare, almost never happened!

"Thank you, fellow Daoist for your help." Nanmu couldn't help but came over to speak.

Wang Shuo just nodded and continued to slaughter the Gorefiend!

The Gorefiend that has passed through his hand has absolutely no chance of being reborn a second time.

A Gorefiend in the late chaotic stage couldn't even take Wang Shuo's sword. It is conceivable that the current Wang Shuo's strength has reached a terrifying level!

"Continue! Hold on for a while, and the red tide will almost fade away. At that time, you can enter it and open the second magic door!"

"Why hasn't Venerable Poison come over yet? What the hell is this guy doing?"