The Heavenly Destiny Daoist

"Boom" a startling sound, in an instant, the whole palace ground shaking violently.

With the golden sword falling to the ground, the palace square made of jade suddenly cracked into a ferocious crack.

The ground fissure, seven or eight feet wide, spread directly from the center of the square to the end of both sides of the square, and even penetrated many buildings in the distance, causing unimaginable damage.

Many people in the square, including Feng Ying, would be hurt if they didn't run fast enough. But even so, many practitioners with low accomplishments died on the spot.

As soon as the golden sword Gang landed on the ground, another golden sword Gang, which was like the blade of the sky, fell from the sky and landed on the ground of the square which had been devastated.

The position of the second golden sword gang was crossed with the first sword gang in a cross shape, which caused more damage than the first sword Gang, and directly made a huge cross shaped pit in the jade square.

As the jade square was seriously damaged, a pungent smell of blood filled the cross pit. Even Zhou Zhaohong and others who had already avoided the edge of the square could clearly smell it.

"It's so bloody. How could it be like this?"

When he found something wrong, some of the guests invited by the Wang family immediately exclaimed.

Although it was on the edge of the square, the accomplishments of all the people present were not low. Soon, a series of divine consciousness penetrated into the cross pit in the center of the square.

Under the divine vision of the public, the square, which was still noisy, suddenly quieted down. Even Li Aotian in the sky stopped moving and looked straight at the cross pit on the ground below.

"This is..."

Under Li Aotian's gaze, his face suddenly darkened. What appeared in front of him was a huge underground cave.

This underground cave is about seven or eight feet deep from the ground, and its internal space is very wide, almost the same size as the ground square.

What surprised Li Aotian the most was not that the lower part of the square was empty, but that the crypt was red with blood.

This piece of blood red came from a huge blood pool, which was full of Yin Hong's blood essence. On the cliff above the blood pool, there were four or five thousand people hanging.

These people are all naked and red men. They all look weak. Most of them fainted and were obviously imprisoned.

Although they were not dead, the men who were hanged were covered with many bloody wounds.

These wounds look very strange, in which the blood essence is constantly pouring out and dropping into the blood pool below. The picture looks bloody and cruel.

"That's my father. How could that be..."

"It's too inhuman. This is what his Wang family called investigation, so-called no killing!"

"Bullshit, it's obviously that we are constantly taking the essence and blood of living people. It must be to cultivate some kind of evil way and evil skill. It's more cruel than killing them!"

After a short silence, the hundreds of scattered monks who came with the Zhou family were all boiling with anger, because their missing relatives and friends were all in the underground cave below.

"Wang Yunyan, I'm going to kill you!"

I don't know who took the lead in shouting. Hundreds of scattered practitioners outside the square rose one by one and rushed to kill the remaining Wang family disciples in mid air. A scuffle broke out.

Although most of them are casual practitioners with low accomplishments, there are also several yuan Dan realms among these hundreds of people. Because the Wang family has already damaged more than half of the people in Li Aotian's hands, especially more than a dozen yuan Dan strongmen have died, they have not gained the upper hand immediately after fighting with these hundreds of casual practitioners.

"As I expected, Wang Yang can recover his cultivation in a short time. It's really related to these people who have disappeared recently in Feiyan city. But I didn't expect that his Wang family had such a big battle. It's much more fierce than ordinary magic cultivation."

He didn't care about the scuffle between the Wang family and the others. Li Aotian stared at the blood pool in the bottom of the ground and muttered to himself.

His eyes turned, and then Li Aotian made a move, and rushed down to the cross pit from high to low. In the blink of an eye, he rushed to the bottom of the ground and came to the crypt where the blood pool was.

"Help... Help... Help me..."

As soon as he came to the cave, Li Aotian heard a weak cry for help, but a young man who was closer to him was staring at him.

The young man looked about in his early twenties. He was red, naked and thin. His pale complexion was the result of losing a lot of blood essence.

Although he was not a good man, Li Aotian felt a trace of compassion when he looked at these tortured people.

The heart is thinking about how to send out thousands of people in the crypt, but at this time, Li Aotian's body, under the blood pool, there is no sign of a large number of blood bubbles.

These blood bubbles looked like the whole blood pool suddenly boiling up. When Li Aotian saw this, he felt a bad feeling in his heart,

"Boom!"

Before Li Aotian could react, there was a deafening explosion in the huge blood pool, and then a huge blood jade altar floated out from the bottom of the blood pool.

The blood jade altar looks like a huge array platform. Its whole body is octagonal, and its surface is covered with a large number of silver runes like tadpoles. The whole body exudes an ancient and desolate atmosphere.

What surprised Li Aotian most was that there were three people sitting on the blood jade altar.

Two of the three were old men with white hair. One of them was wearing a red robe with short hair and long beard; The other was dressed in a purple robe with a fat head and big ears.

As for the last one, this is a handsome man who looks only 27 or 78 years old. He looks seven times like Wang Yang. He is wearing a red shirt as red as blood, which makes him look evil.

As soon as they floated out of the blood pool, the three people sitting on the blood jade altar opened their eyes at the same time. Just as they opened their eyes, three powerful forces of Zhenyuan came out of the three people.

Among these three forces, the red robed old man and the purple robed old man are the strongest, and they are all up to the level of King Xuan. As for the young men in red, they are weaker, only half up to the level of King Xuan.

"I didn't expect that there was more than one realm of xuanwang in your Wang family, which really surprised me!"

After carefully looking at the three old men in red robe, Li Aotian's long sword cut out a bright golden sword in the air. With a strong sword sense, he chopped up at them angrily.

In the face of Li Aotian's sword attack, the three old men in red robe came out at the same time, forming a bloody wall of Zhenyuan from the air, trying to block Li Aotian's sword attack.

With a bang, Li Aotian's crypt was almost collapsed. Li Aotian's golden sword Qi struck the wall of bloody Zhenyuan.

Although the bloody light wall was formed by the strength of the old man in red robe, Li Aotian's cultivation reached the peak of xuanwang Sanzhong. Coupled with his arrogant power, the thick bloody light wall was smashed to pieces.

After breaking the bloody light wall, although the golden sword's Qi was dim, it didn't dissipate. Instead, it turned into three from mid air and shot at the three old men in red robe.

"The secret of blood killing and soul eating, the sea of blood turns the sky!"

Facing the attack of golden sword Qi, the three old men in red robe pinch Jue at the same time and separate the blood pool from the body.

With the sound of "hum", there was a surge of blood in the bubbling blood pool, and three golden sword Qi were swallowed by one face.

As the sword Qi is swallowed by the blood wave, Li Aotian's pupil suddenly shrinks. Through his divine sense, he finds that three golden sword Qi are quickly dissolved by the blood wave.

As like as two peas in Li Aotian's life at the Yan hung Inn, Wang Yang was almost identical to the bloody fireball that Wang Yang had been making.

"The practitioners are really the same kind of skill. What kind of evil skill is this?"

I can't help muttering in my heart. Li Aotian's left hand is full of fire. A red lotus about the size of a foot quickly condenses out.

With a wave of his hand in the air, Li Aotian hits the red lotus in his hand to the blood wave in front of the three red robed men.

As soon as the red lotus touched the blood wave, it burst out and then turned into a strong dark red flame, which spread rapidly in all directions.

Because they were close to each other, before they could Dodge, they were directly swept in by the spreading fire waves.

The fire of visible industry will burn when touched.

As soon as they were involved in the fire, the three old men in red robe screamed bitterly. Especially the fat old man in purple robe, who only took two or three breaths, was burned to ashes by the visible fire.

Seeing the purple robed old man burned to ashes, the red robed old man and the red man "plop" into the blood pool, and then disappeared.

As soon as they fell into the blood pool, Li Aotian immediately spread his divine consciousness and covered the whole blood pool.

However, what surprised Li Aotian was that under his powerful divine sense, he could not find the trace of the two old men in the blood pool. After they entered the blood pool, they seemed to evaporate out of thin air.

"This blood pool is really famous, but do you think you can hide in this way? When I evaporate the whole blood pool, I'll see how you can hide!"

After a spiritual exploration, Li Aotian condenses a dark red red red lotus, ready to evaporate the whole blood pool with the power of the fire.

As soon as the dark red red red lotus has formed, Li Aotian wants to put it into the blood pool under him. But at this moment, Li Aotian's eyes suddenly shrink, and then he looks up at the outside sky