The strong wind whistled in his ears. On the red silk, Chen Mo hugged Yan Lingyu's slender waist tightly. He came into close contact with the woman's fragrance. The long black hair touched his cheeks slightly numb and itchy, causing a strange ripples in his heart.

Among the female cultivators Chen Mo has seen, Yan Lingyu is undoubtedly one of the very few who are extremely beautiful. Perhaps because she is from the Magic Yin Dao Sect, she has a strange sense of charm.

Like the mandala flower, it is beautiful but deadly.

He noticed another ripples in his heart, and he frowned slightly, and he felt very guilty. He was burdened with a deep hatred of blood, his senior brother was missing, and his two sisters were to be raised. How could his heart think of these messy things

At that moment, he turned his Yangyuan Jue, suppressed the throbbing in his heart, turned his head to look into the distance, and thought to himself secretly.

In the past few days, with Yan Lingyu's extremely profound cultivation, he has mastered the red silk magic weapon and traveled through mountains and rivers, and has no idea how to travel tens of thousands of miles.

I encountered some trouble along the way. Some birds with no eyes dared to hit him, but they were all penetrated by Yan Lingyu and his other one with red silk.

The bodies of the beasts with dead bodies and souls emitted light balls, and they were also sucked into the body by the two of them. Now the wood-sporting qi balls in Chen Mo's dantian are already several times the two qi of gold and water. Unfortunately, they have not yet condensed into shape, and it seems that there is still something missing. Perhaps when they arrive at the altar, the blood will change after planting.

Thinking of this in his heart, Chen Mo couldn't help but ask, "How long will it take for us to know?"

Yan Lingyu did not look back, and her eyes were still staring at the distance. The strong wind whistled, but she couldn't hide her soft voice: "It's coming!"

After saying two words lightly, there was no sound. Chen Mo didn't ask any more and his eyes turned forward.

About another hour passed, Chen Mo discovered the difference, and the distant mountains seemed to be covered with a thin layer of blood.

This made Chen Mo frown slightly, but Yan Lingyu looked happy and said excitedly: "I finally found it." Then Hong Ling's speed under her feet increased again.

The two of them moved forward quickly, and the blood around them became more and more intense. Chen Mo felt that the remaining Qianshan blood in the monk's bag had a strange movement and began to tremble slightly, as if something was summoning it.

Seeing this, Chen Mo frowned even deeper, and for some reason, a bad premonition arose in his heart.

As the distance approached, after walking around a mountain, my eyes suddenly became clear.

In front of you is a vast land.

Looking around, there are four three-story black towers with green grass and a hundred feet apart, surrounded by blood, standing on the earth.

Seeing the three-layer black platform, Chen Mo's pupils suddenly shrank. As the distance approached, Chen Mo also saw clearly that there was a black can on the three-layer black platform, and a mass of blood was floating out of the black can, which looked quite strange.

Chen Mo's heart suddenly jumped and he exclaimed softly: "Fellow Taoist Lingyu, stop first."

When Yan Lingyu heard this, she looked back and saw Chen Mo's face solemn, she stopped and said in confusion: "The blood altar is right in front of her, why should she stop?"

When Chen Mo heard this, he hesitated a little, and finally told Yan Lingyu about the refining of roots, the blood of the Qianshan Mountains.

Yan Lingyu giggled when she heard this. Rushui looked at Chen Mo, and she felt a little softer. She slowly said, "I naturally know about this."

As she said that, she pointed to the altar and said, "Originally, there should be five altars here. According to my speculation, the Thousand Mountains of Blood was about to leave the second floor and was sealed by the blood altar. However, because of this, the power of the strange beasts here greatly reduced, we had the opportunity to enter the second floor."

"Otherwise, with the strength of the young master and the slave family, there will be no chance at all."

Speaking of this, Yan Lingyu's expression suddenly changed slightly, and the light of his eyes swept around, then smiled and leaned towards Chen Mo.

Chen Mo subconsciously avoided it, but Yan Lingyu slowly spoke: "Someone has already arrived here long ago, and we were ambushed!"

Chen Mo was shocked, and immediately calmed down and felt it carefully. Only then did he find that there were indeed subtle fluctuations of spiritual power in the trees below. If he did not investigate carefully, it would be extremely difficult to find.

Seeing this, Chen Mo felt awe-inspiring in his heart and secretly reflecting himself. At the same time, the thoughts in his mind turned, and his eyes lit up, and he slowly said, "How can these people know that we will appear here at this time?"

Yan Lingyu also looked moved when she heard this, and secretly admired Chen Mo's calmness and meticulous thoughts.

That's true. With her cultivation, she can use her full strength to activate the magic weapon Zixia Hongling. Unless Yan Lingshi and others, who can catch up with her and set up such an ambush in front of her?

If they really have that strength and just take action, why bother to set up a formation and set up an ambush?

Obviously, this ambush was not for him and the other two.

The two looked at each other, and Chen Mo said loudly at this time: "Senior Sister, where is that strange beast?"

Seeing that Chen Mo was getting into the show so quickly, Yan Lingyu giggled, and while urging Zixia Hongling, she slowly walked forward: "Look, I'm so anxious that I saw that the black jar on the blood stage was not there, and the strange beast was in it."

The two of them flew forward slowly, and at this time, five cultivators were standing in the dense forest.

The five cultivators were three men and two women, all of whom were extremely tall and burly, with a woman of more than seven feet tall, much taller than ordinary men in the Dongyuan Continent. As for the men, they were even taller, two of them had reached nine feet tall, and the man in the lead was even more than ten feet tall.

These people are dressed very similarly, with their hair wrapped in a fire dragon's crown and a phoenix hairpin. They are wearing golden and white robes. The cultivator above them has a pattern of fire-free fire. At a glance, he knows that it should be from the same sect.

At this time, the two men and women, who were slightly short, looked at the man who was ten feet tall in front of him and asked in a low voice: "Asa, what should I do now?"

The big man named Asa, his copper bell-like eyes narrowed slightly, his broad lips slowly opened, and his voice was bursting and heavy: "That woman is not simple, and the two of them don't look like people from Beixuan Continent, let them go!"

The man's voice fell, and the man who had just made a frown, causing the scar on the corner of his eyes to slightly raise, adding a three-point ferocity.

"No matter what, there are only four altars, and we will have a battle with them sooner or later. It's better to take the opportunity to solve the two of them first."

The big man hesitated a little, and the scarred man's eyes flashed with light. He looked at the three of them and said, "What do you say?"

The three of them looked at each other and finally said, "Let's listen to Asa."

Scar's face looked a little ugly when he heard this, and he snorted angrily: "Don't blame me for not reminding you. Once those two left the ambush, the man would be fine, and the woman would be in trouble to deal with it."

"The ugly words are ahead. If an altar is really to be separated, I will not let you go. Whoever you love will let you let you let you let you let you let you let you let you let you let you let you let you let you do it."
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