The ancient barbarians have a little different brain circuit than ordinary people, so they often give their weapons some strange names.

However, Li Xuanzong is still able to accept the name of the magic gun that swallows blood, and he is not going to change it.

Wujie shook his head slightly and said, "But Brother Li, you must use this gun with caution.

This has been soaked in too much blood from ancient creatures, and the murderous intent and evil spirit has been soaked in the core of the weapon.

The power may be powerful during the battle, but it will unknowingly erode the user's mood."

Li Xuanzong smiled and said, "I know this, I have noticed it just now when I used it.

However, no matter how powerful the weapon is, it is just a weapon. If a person can be eroded by a weapon and controlled by a weapon, it can only prove that this person is fragile and is a vulnerable waste."

Seeing that Li Xuanzong had such confidence, Monk Wujie didn't say much.

When Li Xuanzong saved his life, Monk Wujie wanted to repay his kindness, so he naturally went to investigate the information about Li Xuanzong.

After checking this, he realized how terrifying the young man who had just taken action to save him at the Black Wind Ridge was.

In just a few years, he can go from a low-level monk who relies on demons and survive to the lower level, kill the old monster in Black Mountain, and become the lord of the demon tribe's cave in just a few years. He is definitely not a simple person.

Ordinary people say that they can resist the invasion of ancient barbarian soldiers, which may be too conceited, but Li Xuanzong is confident.

Li Xuanzong's injuries have recovered here, so the two of them continued to move forward, crossing the labyrinth passages and heading towards the center of the entire ruins.

On the other hand, the Dragon Immortal escaped while using demonic power to stop bleeding. Her charming face was extremely pale, and her gums were clenched, as if she was extremely hated.

She found that since she met Li Xuanzong, she seemed to have been suffering.

She had been entangled with the Black Mountain Old Demon for nearly a hundred years. Although she failed to completely defeat the Black Mountain Old Demon, Jiulong Mountain was hit by Black Wind Mountain.

The old demon of the Black Mountain family guarding dog was not able to fight back when facing her.

Now that Black Wind Mountain is replaced by Li Xuanzong as the leader, he thought that his chance had come, but he did not expect that Li Xuanzong was a hedgehog.

Not only did I take any advantage after several attempts, I also stab myself in my hands full of blood.

While he was angrily thinking about a solution, he pressed Long Daxian while entering a new maze passage.

There was already someone inside this time. The demonic power of the Dragon Immortal suddenly burst out and transformed into nine tails to block it in front of him.

However, the man seemed very surprised to see the Dragon Immortal, and hurriedly said, "The Dragon Immortal is Jiulong Mountain ahead? Finally, I saw a fellow Taoist!"

The man in the labyrinth passage was wearing a black robe, but was very short, like a dwarf, with two ridiculous beards.

This person was the last ancestor of Bai Poisons who came.

The restrictions left by Gu Yuanqi and others outside can stop those casual cultivators in the Guiyuan Realm, but they cannot stop the Hundred Poison Ancestors in the Jindan Realm.

However, he came in alone, so he was randomly teleported here as soon as he entered it.

Li Xuanzong and others were numerous, so even if they were trapped here, they didn’t feel much panic.

Moreover, Li Xuanzong observed carefully and immediately found a way to get out of this maze channel.

But the Ancestor of Hundred Poisons is different. He entered it alone. After walking here for a long time, he realized that he was spinning around and returning to the starting point.

He spent the rest of the day studying how to get out, but the more he studied, the more he became, the more panicked he was, for fear that he would be trapped here in his entire life.

When exploring various ancient ruins, it is not terrifying to encounter tangible dangers, such as formations, strange traps and ferocious beasts left over from ancient times.

What is really scary is this intangible material thing that makes you unable to find the rules if you want to crack it.

The Ancestor Bai Poison recognized the Dragon Immortal. After all, they were all Jindan cultivators near the coast of the East China Sea, but they were just unfamiliar with it.

But at this moment, seeing that a living person finally came here, the ancestor Bai Du was also very excited.

The Dragon Fairy was relieved and suddenly thought of something. She turned her eyes and said with a smile: "It turns out to be fellow Bai Poison Dao. Fellow Daoist, are you following us?"

The Ancestor Bai Poison nodded and said, "When I received the news, I was refining a poisonous substance. I really couldn't get rid of it. Once it was interrupted, it would be a success immediately.

So I asked my disciple Eumuqi to investigate first, but you are not very interested, it will only take one or two hours at most, and you don’t even wait for me.”

Although the words of the Ancestor Bai Poison were to repay his grievances, he did not take it seriously.

He knows better than anyone else what kind of virtues these monks in the East China Sea are.

If you change yourself, you won’t wait for others. The longer you delay, the more variables you will have. Who will delay time at this time?

Jilong Daxian said: "Fellow Taoist misunderstood us. In fact, we want to wait for you.

When fellow Taoist came, did you not see your disciple, Eumuqi?"

The ancestor of Bai Du raised his eyebrows and cursed angrily: "That waste is used to being lazy on weekdays. He can do anything like this, so what's the point of raising him?"

When he came, the ancestor Bai Du did not actually see Eumuqi's body.

Li Xuanzong killed the casual cultivators from Guiyuan Realm. After Monk Wujie killed Eumuqi, everyone entered the bronze palace, and the bodies were stolen by other casual cultivators.

It’s not that they have any special hobbies, but that these casual cultivators in Guiyuan Realm are really scared of poverty. Li Xuanzong and Monk Wujie are disdainful to do such things as corpses. They don’t mind finding bargains.

So the Ancestor Bai Du only saw blood all over the ground, but did not find Eumuqi's corpse. And naturally no one dared to tell the Ancestor Bai Du that he had snatched all the treasures on your disciple.

When the Dragon Emperor heard the Bai Poison Ancestor say this, she looked a pity and said, "Fellow Taoist, you not only misunderstand me, but also misunderstood your disciple.

Your disciple is very loyal and sincerely let us wait for you fellow Taoist.

As a result, Li Xuanzong, the current lord of Black Wind Mountain, refused to let him go, and even had a conflict with your disciple. Finally, he joined forces to kill the monk Wujie, a disciple of Chixia Immortal Sect, and beat and kill your disciple."

A fierce light appeared in the eyes of the ancestor Bai Poison: "Is it the Li Xuanzong who killed the old demon of Heishan, occupied Heifeng Mountain, and killed Lu Jian Gong in Guiyuan Realm?"

"Yes, that's this person."

"It's too much!"

The Ancestor Bai Poison said angrily: "He really thought that if he killed Lu Jian Gong, he would be able to compete with the Golden Pill Realm?"

Kill my disciple, my ancestor and I will never stop until death!"

The Ancestor Bai Du actually didn't care much about his eldest disciple.

People like him never thought about inheritance, otherwise he would have built a sect.

I just want to find a free laborer to serve me.

But even if a dog he raised was killed by someone, he still had to ask him, his master.

Now that his disciples have been killed, if the Ancestor Bai Poison has no reaction, how can he hang out in the practice world on the coast of the East China Sea in the future?

"Then where are Li Xuanzong and Wujie at this time?"

The Dragon King said, "It should be still here. Fellow Daoist Baipo might as well go with me to find it and explore this place by the way. I have found a way to leave here before.

Don’t worry, fellow Bai Poison, if you can run away, the monk can’t run away, then Li Xuanzong is in Heifeng Mountain, and he can still ask him for justice when he goes out."

Inadvertently formed an enemy for Li Xuanzong, and the Dragon Immortal also followed the Ancestor Bai Poison.

In fact, she wanted to find Gu Yuanqi. After all, she was seriously injured now, and even if she met Li Xuanzong and Wujie, she might not be the opponent.

However, if you get separated in this ghost place, you can't find the other party for a while, and you can also be safer with the Ancestor of Hundred Poisons.

At this time, the Ancestor Hundred Poisons actually felt that the Dragon Immortal was very good.

He had not had too much contact with the Dragon Immortal before, but had heard that she was a descendant of Qingqiu and had something to do with a strong man from Chixia Immortal Sect, so he was very arrogant.

Now it seems that she is not bad. She is willing to tell herself the rules of leaving here and tell herself the real cause of Eumuqi's death.

"Then I would like to thank Fellow Daolong."

The Bai Du Ancestor, who has always been considered a gloomy and perverted personality, has become very positive at this time.

At this time, Li Xuanzong didn't know that the Dragon Immortal had found an enemy for him.

But even if you know about Li Xuanzong, you won't care too much.

There are many people in the world who want to kill him, so who is his Ancestor Bai Poison?

Along the way, Li Xuanzong and Monk Wujie walked towards the center. The more they walked, the more they felt that they should be about to reach the place, because the murals on the bronze walls had changed a little.

This change is not in content, but in the picture.

The content is still the same, it is all about the story of the ancient barbarians who want to transport an existence into the East China Sea.

However, the murals close to the outer periphery are very clear, and you can understand the meaning even if you don’t read the text.

But the closer the murals are to the inside, the more distorted the picture and the text is ferocious, as if the person who carved these things on the bronze wall was stimulated.

Monk Wujie pondered for a moment and said, "It seems that the person who engraved these murals was affected by something.

But in theory, this should not be the case. As far as I know, most of the ancient barbarian tribes are the kind of barbarian warriors we have seen before.

They specialize in physical cultivation, and at most they temper their souls into immortal war souls, so most of them are actually well-minded and simple in their limbs.

Only the sacrifices of some tribes will practice the soul like us cultivators. They can use various strange secret magic techniques and master the text. These murals should be engraved on them.
Chapter completed!