The next moment, she slowly bowed down with empathy...

Fang Mo raised his head slightly and looked at the dome above with deep eyes.

The Wannian Tree Demon in the Luoyun Mountains and the Blood Soul Hall in the Tianbei Territory all reminded him that he must hurry up and improve his strength!

Especially for the ten thousand year tree demon, he must make his life worse than death!

A sternness flashed in Fang Mo's eyes, and his whole body was moved by one pull.

This also leads to…

"Cough cough..."

Linglong felt a little suffocated.

For an hour, Linglong was picked up by Fang Mo's waist, and strode towards the side hall.

...

The next day.

Yi Shui'er, Yuchitu and Ling Yu returned to the Blood Temple.

"Huh, is this?"

Yuchitu was the first to spot the man nailed to the boulder, and strode over.

Yi Shui'er also followed with doubts on her face.

When seeing the familiar scarlet robe, Yi Shui'er's face changed slightly.

"Don't touch him, this is the Lord's will." At this time, the ghost Taoist appeared in front of everyone.

Hearing this, Yi Shui'er was overjoyed, immediately ignored other things and went straight to the main hall.

The lotus steps dance lightly, and the pink skirt is graceful.

Seeing this, the ghost Taoist had a strange look on his face, but he knew that the Lord had been with Lord Yaoji from yesterday until now...

Even when he came out just now, he could still hear the melodious and high-spirited voice of Lady Yao Ji in the side hall.

This is Yuchitu mentioning a crippled man with a broken leg, pointing to the man on the boulder and saying:

"Hey, Qingzuo, you should know this guy."

The person with the broken leg was the mysterious person who attacked them outside the Yinyin Mountain Range that day, named Qingzuo.

"Bai...Bai Jin!"

Qing Zuo's eyes widened, his tone trembling.

He didn't expect not only himself, but also other people to encounter accidents.

Damn it, what the hell is this caged place!

It has been rumored that the heaven in the cage land does not allow the existence of the Yuan King Realm, and the ninth level of the Yuan Master Realm is the sky here!

But in reality, they all ended up in such a miserable end...

The green left is like dead ashes.

"Hey, you really know each other, that's all, I've finished greeting you, I'll take you to a good place."

Yuchitu chuckled, picked up Qingzuo and strode away.

"You...where are you taking me?!"

"Do you know what kind of power is behind me, you will definitely regret it!!"

"Please...let me go..."

Qingzuo kept struggling and begging for mercy, speaking incoherently.

Yuchitu didn't stop walking as if he had never heard of it.

Soon, he took Qing Zuo to the bloody dungeon.

"Master Yuchi!"

A blood-robed demon cultivator saluted respectfully.

"Well, did that guy die last time?"

"My lord, I'm not dead, but... my mental state is not very good."

The blood-robed demon cultivator said honestly.

"lead the way."

"Yes."

The blood-robed demon cultivator turned and led the way.

Qing Zuo looked at the large bloodstains on the surrounding ground and walls, smelling the strong and pungent smell of blood, he swallowed hard.

"You...what exactly do you want to do to me?!"

Qingzuo finally couldn't bear the fear in his heart and roared loudly.

"Hey, I just found you a companion." Yuchitu grinned widely.

Seeing Yuchitu's terrifying smile, Qingzuo wanted to cry but had no tears, all thoughts were lost.

He regretted coming to this prison place.

Soon, the blood-robed demon stopped in front of a dark and pungent cell.

"Master Yuchi, people are inside."

The blood-robed demon pointed to the dark corner of the cell and said in a low voice.

I saw a person curled up in that corner, undressed and bruised all over.

"Don't touch me... don't give a stick..."

The man was still trembling and muttering words.

"Cui Lang, I brought you a small gift." Yuchitu patted the cell door.

"Don't stick..."

Cui Lang's hair was disheveled, as if he had never heard of it, and he was still chanting.

Seeing this scene, Qingzuo's complexion was pale, his hands and feet were cold, and the person inside was obviously tortured madly.

"Do you still have the pill left by Master Wu Dan last time?"

Yuchitu turned his head to look at the blood-robed Moxiu beside him, and asked.

"Yes, yes."

The corners of the blood-robed devil's eyes twitched slightly.

He knew the terrifying 'power' of that elixir.

"What are you doing in a daze, bring it to me!" Yuchitu scolded.

"Yes Yes!"

The blood-robed demon hastily took out two pink pills.

With a smirk on his face, Yuchitu picked up one and was about to stuff it into Qingzuo's mouth.

"Woooo..."

Qing Zuo gritted his teeth and did not open his mouth.

"boom!"

Yuchitu smashed all Qingzuo's teeth with a punch.

"puff…"

Just like that, Qingzuo swallowed the elixir into his stomach in despair, mixed with a mouth full of blood.

"Go, feed this one to the person inside." Yuchitu ordered to the blood-robed demon cultivator.

"Yes."

The blood-robed demon repaired it accordingly.

A moment later, Yuchitu threw Qing Zuo into the cell.

"Ah... hoo..."

Soon, a beast-like voice sounded.

"Hey, this is really more interesting than just beating him to death..."

Yuchitu watched the exchange between the two with great interest.

At this time, Yuchitu didn't notice that he was approaching Wu Mo's direction little by little.

...

On the other side, Yi Shui'er also joined...

The mountain road remains the same, and revisiting the old place arouses Fang Mo's competitive heart even more. Only by running wildly on the muddy mountain road can he soothe his indulgent soul.

Chapter 274 Yue Beikuang's Shock

In the dim side hall, demonic energy lingers, and the cold air is oppressive.

A gloomy black coffin hangs quietly in the air, firmly fixed by four icy chains, and the devilish energy gushes out, making people shudder.

"What kind of monster are you..."

Fang Mo looked at the black coffin above and muttered to himself.

With his current cultivation level of the second level of the Yuan King Realm, he couldn't even lift the talisman sealed on it, so one can imagine how terrifying the existence is inside.

Not only that, he originally wanted to bring it back and use this endless demonic energy to assist his subordinates in their cultivation, but found that those blood-robed demon cultivators were too low-level to bear the demonic energy emanating from the black coffin.

As for Yi Shui'er, Chu Qian, Wan'er and the rest of them, they all need corpse qi, yin qi, monster qi...but they don't need devil qi.

At this moment, a ghost fog appeared behind Fang Mo.

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