The Rise of the Shen Family

When night falls, a blood moon hangs high in the endless night sky, and the clouds floating in the air also emit a faint blood color, which is extremely strange.

The blood moon appears, and everything is terrifying!

All these signs are telling those monks who entered the secret realm that the first night of killing after entering the secret realm is coming!

The strange night did not stop the people in the secret realm from killing, but ushered in a feast of killing.

...

In a secluded mountain in the southeast of the secret realm, a large group of black shadows flew out from the belly of the mountain and rushed into the vast night.

In the night sky, countless wolf-headed blood bats spread their wings and fly under the blood-colored moonlight, and the darkness was like a cloud of ink.

In this group of wolf-headed blood bats, each blood bat has reached the second-order strength, and there are many third-order blood bats hidden among them, and the strength of the leading wolf-headed blood bat has reached the third-order peak!

I saw that the third-order peak bat king found tonight's prey and swooped down from the sky with countless wolf-headed blood bats behind him.

At the same time on the ground, several monks were hiding in a giant tree for a short rest, recovering the spiritual power consumed in their bodies.

These cultivators are cultivators of the vassal families under Qingyunmen. They have already reached an alliance relationship before they set off, so the journey is relatively smooth.

Suddenly, one of the monks who had reached the late stage of foundation establishment seemed to notice something and looked up at the blood moon above his head.

The bloody moonlight illuminated by the blood moon looked extremely strange, making the entire sky dyed with that strange dark blood color.

This blood moon gradually sank his consciousness, leaving only the blood moon the size of a grinding disc in his eyes.

He hurriedly shook his head, and immediately moved his eyes away from the blood moon and looked elsewhere in the sky.

However, at this time, the group of wolf-headed blood bats had already swooped down from the sky under the cover of the night, and appeared in the mid-air less than a hundred feet above their heads.

After seeing this group of wolf-headed blood bats swooping down from the sky, the face of the late foundation-building cultivator instantly showed a look of horror!

"The monster is coming!"

With a loud shout, he quickly jumped down from the giant tree and fled into the dense forest.

With his reminder, the remaining cultivators also discovered the wolf-headed blood bats that were already close at hand, and immediately showed panic and fled into the dense forest.

However, it was too late, and the sonic attack from the wolf-headed blood bat group had already locked them firmly.

Countless wolf-headed blood bats swarmed up and began to bite their bodies.

These cultivators released magical powers one after another towards the wolf-headed blood bat group, trying to escape from the siege of this group of blood bats.

However, each of them had to face the siege of several third-order blood bats and the attacks and bites of countless second-order blood bats.

Their spiritual powers of self-defense are nothing more than a mantra arm, and they can't withstand the siege of blood bats at all.

In the blink of an eye, these monks were completely swallowed up by the wolf-headed blood bats.

It didn't take long for a shrill and painful cry to come from the wolf-headed blood bat colony.

Spread out to the night sky and the jungle.

After half a cup of tea, the shrill shouting stopped abruptly.

These wolf-headed blood bats flapped their wings and flew into the eerie night sky, beginning to look for their next prey.

After the wolf-headed blood bats left, the ground was in a mess, and only a few bloody white bones were left lying quietly in the pool of blood.

Soon a few shadows emerged from the dense forest on the side, and began to devour the bones left by the few wolf-headed blood bats.

...

At the same time, in the jungle not far away, a man with a broken arm covered in blood was standing on top of a pile of corpses with a sword.

In the dense forest around him, a pair of green eyes flashed, and the low roars of monsters were constantly heard from the forest.

Under his feet were the corpses of monsters and the corpses of several monks, all of which had died in the previous slaughter feast.

And he himself will soon become one of them!

...

Scenes of killing like this are happening constantly in the secret realm.

Someone killed someone, someone was killed, the monster attacked the monk, the monk killed the monster, and the monster and the monster fought each other... In short, everything revolved around the killing.

...

In a barren mountain in the east of the secret realm, more than a dozen mysterious monks in black robes are busy doing something here.

The environment here is gloomy and gloomy. The spiritual grass on the hillside is yellow and gloomy. Occasionally, there are a few green spiritual grasses, and the leaves will also leave a few blood-colored threads that are penetrating, which makes people feel involuntarily. .

In a depression in the barren mountain, there are some scattered white bones on the ground here, and there are also wisps of faint light blue strange flames floating in these bones.

Against the background of the bloody moonlight, everything here looks eerie and terrifying, as if being in a nine secluded hell.

In the center of the depression, a strange large formation exuding blood-colored light was slowly running there.

Under the traction of this formation, the blood energy and death energy floating in the secret realm began to gather in the formation.

The killing feast in the secret realm has not yet ended, so there is a steady stream of blood and resentment gathered into the formation from all directions.

At this time, in the formation, corpses were piled up inside. Among these corpses were the bodies of dead monsters and monks.

Among the corpses of these monks, not only the corpses of the Qingyunmen vassal families, but also the corpses of those loose cultivators, of course, the cultivators of the Promise Sect are also indispensable.

These corpses greedily absorbed the blood and death energy drawn from the secret realm, and the gloomy aura emanating from their bodies became more and more tyrannical.

Outside this strange blood-colored formation, a man in a black robe stood there, staring intently at the changing corpses in the formation.

"Senior brother, there are 21 cultivators' corpses and 43 monster beast corpses in the formation."

The figure on the side reported to the black-robed man.

The black-robed man nodded, and then made a penetrating sound.

"Tell the hunting team to try to bring back the corpses of the late foundation-building monks and the third-order high-grade monsters, which can shorten our cultivation time!"

"Yes!"

The figure immediately agreed.

The man in black robe looked at the corpses in the blood formation again, UU reading www. A bloodthirsty and cruel smile appeared on the corner of uukanshu.com's mouth.

"Long Zhuqing, let's wait and see!"

...

On the other side, in a mountain cave in the northwest of the secret realm, Shen Ruiling was hiding here quietly recovering the spiritual power that was consumed before.

At this time, everything outside has nothing to do with him!

He used the [Two Instruments and Four Elephants Array] to cover the entrance of the cave tightly, and he was not afraid of people or monsters breaking in.

An hour later, Shen Ruiling slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, and the tightly closed eyes slowly opened.

At this time, the spiritual power consumed in his body had completely recovered.

I have to say that although this secret realm is full of dangers, the spiritual power here is really rich.

If it wasn't for the time limit for opening this secret realm, Shen Ruiling really wanted to keep practicing here in seclusion!

His consciousness slowly reached out, and after checking the situation outside the formation, he took out the two storage bags he picked up during the day, and began to carefully clean up these hard-won spoils.

At this time, he was in a dangerous situation, and only by turning these captured trophies into his own strength could he survive better.

This is the way to fight for war!

...

Please remember this book's first domain name: . Mobile version update fastest URL: