Liao Donghou recognized Wang Yue, but did not kill him.

"Just, catch one more person and get one more reward. Only when I get into my mind will I kill him. Hum, let's talk about it, wouldn't it be better to find some unpleasantness to Zhang Chengyu, that self-righteous idiot?"

Wang Yue admitted that he had admitted his identity and was not dead. He was just a few strange talismans in his body. He knew everything in his heart, but he could not control his body. When Liao Donghou called him to stop, he had to stop. When Liao Donghou called him away, he left obediently.

"Has it been refined into a puppet by Marquis of Wan Dong? The path to cultivation is indeed dangerous and difficult. If you take a wrong step, you will be a place that will never be restored. If you had known this, you would not come out even if you knock yourself out in the cave!"

Wang Yue was drowsy, like more than ten other monks, following Liao Donghou and walked into a canyon where flowers bloom and butterflies danced and bees flew. His spiritual energy was soaring, the fragrance of flowers was swaying, and the scenery was beautiful.

Through the long sea of ​​flowers, everyone came to a plain stone wall. Liao Donghou bit his index finger, drew a circle, and wrote a text like a tadpole in the circle. With a buzzing sound, the blood word seemed to come alive, forming a light curtain, swaying with the wind, as if the stone wall behind it was empty. Liao Donghou hurriedly printed his right palm on the light curtain, and sizzled several times. With his palm as the center, a big hole was cracked. The hole was about two feet in radius, and it was dark inside and it could not see anything clearly.

With a wave of the wave, Liao Donghou sacrificed his immortal rope and tied up the twenty cultivators he had stolen into a string. He flew with his sword in front. The other monks stepped on the flight board and flew into the dark cave.

I don’t know how long it took, but Wang Yue felt a ray of light in his eyes. It was a narrow corridor with countless night pearls embedded on both sides, as if they were coming to the starry sky, dazzling and dazzling.

After walking along this narrow passage for more than an hour, Wang Yue actually heard the sound of water. In such a ghost place, unless it was an underground river, there would be such a loud sound of water.

Liao Donghou came to an inconspicuous turn, took out a compass, and carefully compared it. Then he said in surprise: "You follow closely. If you move slowly, don't blame me if you die."

After saying that, he took everyone to the center of the underground river and found the inconspicuous small vortex, and was the first to jump into the water.

Wang Yue followed the other monks and thumped into the water.

As soon as I entered the water, I felt dizzy and could not see anything. The water splashes around me rushed into my nose, my ears, and my body were forbidden, and I couldn't even use the simplest true qi body protection technique.

I don’t know how long I had been suffering in the water before I felt my eyes lit up. I actually landed on the stone steps outside the extremely magnificent hall. I walked along the stone steps and finally entered the hall.

A bloody and gloomy aura came to his face. Wang Yue saw that the walls around the hall were full of unknown monsters, some were still dripping blood, and some were still twitching and struggling. Blood of various colors flowed together and finally merged into a huge blood pool in the center of the hall, like a small red lake.

"What the hell is this? How come there are these things in Butterfly Canyon? I killed the old man on the eleventh floor. Before he died, he asked me to go to Butterfly Canyon to die. Could it be that he also knew the secrets and dangers here?" One by one, a question arose in Wang Yue's heart, but he could not speak or turn his head. He just followed Liao Donghou forward mechanically.

"Master, disciple Liao Donghou is back. This time I have captured twenty cultivators for Master to refine weapons. Maybe a few lucky people will pass the Master's test." Liao Donghou walked to the blood pool and said respectfully.

"Twist it in!" A dry and gloomy voice suddenly came from the ground, and then echoed in the terrifying hall. The walls around the hall were buzzing and trembling, adding to the bloody and terrifying atmosphere.

Plopped, Wang Yue and others were thrown into the huge pool of blood one after another.

After entering the blood pool, Wang Yue felt that the sticky blood wrapped him tightly, unable to open his eyes or breathe. I don’t know how long it took, but he felt that he was almost suffocating. Suddenly, five "puff" sounds of shattering came from his body. The strange forbidden runes burst, and his body could move. The strong spiritual energy circulated in his body, nourishing his body and meridians over and over again.

However, he could not get rid of the viscous pulling force of the blood pool, and it was extremely difficult to jump out. Fortunately, he had spiritual energy and would not die of suffocation.

As his body was quiet, a strong stream of spiritual energy penetrated into his body from his blood, and the kind of violent, crazy, resentful, painful, entangled, unwilling, desperate, and pitiful... Countless complex negative emotions poured into his body with the energy.

The seven emotions and six desires, the various aspects of the world, human ethics and beasts, the troubles of killing, are enough to turn a normal person into a madman.

Under the impact of this terrifying tide, Wang Yue screamed continuously. He opened his mouth, and the blood of many kinds of humans or beasts mixed with it, frantically poured into his mouth. The inside and the outside were united, and the blood completely occupied his body, like waves of the sea, one after another, one after another, washing Wang Yue's body. A few days ago, because of taking pills randomly, some residues were still not digested. Under the impact of this blood, it dissolved perfectly and all dissolved into his body.

"Ahhhhh..." As soon as the silent scream came out, it was flooded by the blood wave. In this extreme pain, Wang Yue called the sword spirit golden wheel with his heart. Unfortunately, the sword spirit was still weak and in a deep sleep. The pain was intensifying. The muscles twitched in pain, trembling in accordance with the rules of nature, and undulating, getting faster and faster. Ten times per breath, growing to twenty or thirty times per breath, which could be pulled up one meter when expanding, and it could be attached to the bone marrow when contracting. In this extreme contraction, a sudden "bang" sound, the body exploded, and a complete skeleton floated out of the blood pool. The skeleton was blood-red, and there was a bright blood-colored mucosa on the surface of the bone, wrapping the soft and fragile parts such as bones, internal organs, and eyeballs.

At this time, Wang Yue had not fainted yet. He opened his terrible mouth and howled silently for a few times, and had already seen his terrifying appearance now.

He really begged to faint in an instant, but he didn't want to die at all... He had many things he couldn't let go, many wishes to realize, the cutest sister to take care of, and the favorite woman to pursue... Although that woman didn't like him, she even hurt him heavily.

"Huh? It actually succeeded! Hahahaha, so good! I was so happy today! I was still one step away, and the last step was still one step away to become a perfect test subject!" An old Taoist priest with disheveled hair rushed out of the blood pool, his whole body was wrapped in bloody mist, and he couldn't see clearly. He circled around Wang Yue excitedly, stuttering in his mouth, and shouted in an upside-down manner. However, he was not completely confused. While shouting, he did not forget to take out a jade bottle from the storage bag, popped up a drop of milky white water droplets, and landed on Wang Yue's head.

Suddenly, a coolness wrapped around Wang Yue, and the pain was reduced a lot. A stream of extremely pure energy attached to the blood membrane, the light flashed, and the white halo was absorbed into the bones.

At this moment, a group of people came in at the entrance of the hall. The leader was Zhang Chengyu. This time he only brought back twelve people. There were few survivors in the entire feed stadium.

Zhang Chengyu was about to report, but he saw the mad Taoist priest wave his hand and shouted loudly: "Hurry, throw the newly captured person into the blood pool. If you are lucky, you may be able to successfully refine a human-shaped sword embryo."

After the mad Taoist priest said that, he tilted his head and pondered for a moment, then looked at the jade bottle in his hand, as if he had forgotten what he had done just now, so another drop of white lotion popped up and landed on top of Wang Yue's head.

Under the extremely jealous and angry eyes of Liao Donghou and Zhang Chengyu, Wang Yue's body was once again wrapped in a white halo, and the pain was reduced again, and he was immersed in a strange pleasure of possession of spiritual energy.

At this time, Wang Yue was suspended by a strange force above the pool of blood, and his mind was messy. He didn't know whether he was considered dead or alive now? But his eyes were surprisingly good. Among the people Zhang Chengyu captured, there was a woman with a mediocre appearance. The more confused her thoughts were, the clearer the memory was. He remembered that he had never seen this face, but he had a deep impression of the woman's eyes and walking posture. It was the mysterious woman named Murong Yan seven years ago, who was also arrested.

Murong Yan's stiff face could not show any expression, but when she saw Wang Yue above the blood pool, her eyes were instantly occupied by fear and surprise. Obviously, she also recognized Wang Yue. As soon as the two of them touched their eyes, Murong Yan was thrown into the blood pool, gurgling, and blood-colored bubbles surged out, and she would bear the same pain as Wang Yue had just now.

"This is a superb beauty. If you turn into a blood-colored skeleton like me after you come out, it would be a pity!" Wang Yue actually remembered this at this time, and at the same time he remembered something more important, he turned into a blood-colored skeleton. Is that man's thing still there?

Wang Yue lowered his head in horror and despair. Before he could see it, the mad Taoist priest waved his sleeves and rolled into a passage behind the hall. The passage was covered with strange forbidden runes. Wang Yue did not recognize any of them, but there were some pictures of the ancient monsters. In a blink of an eye, Wang Yue was taken into a wide secret room by the mad Taoist priest. Looking at the decorations inside, it seemed like a weapon refining room, with various materials for refining tools and tools piled up the room.

The mad Taoist looked at Wang Yue and laughed excitedly: "Hahahaha, this bone is good, it is actually an extremely rare chaotic spiritual root. I have picked up the treasure! I must sacrifice you to become the world's number one human-shaped magic weapon! A human-shaped flying sword that is unprecedented and has no future, and a top-quality flying sword that belongs only to me!"

The mad Taoist laughed wildly, dancing with excitement, and his eyes showed an extremely paranoid terrifying light.
Chapter completed!