Chapter 709
Bang, the village door was pushed open violently, and a thin man came in. He was wearing a red robe that seemed to be stained with blood, and he cursed: "What a fucking useless place, it doesn't matter what you want!"
With his back turned to him, the red-robed man stood in front of the wooden stake and said calmly: "Save your energy, you have to stay here for three months before you can rotate. There are so many tribes nearby, you can play whatever you want, it's no better than the main altar." ?”
A young man with a frightened face was tied to a wooden stake in front of the man who spoke. His body was covered with silver needles, as if he were tattooed with different patterns.
The thin man glanced at his senior brother: "The women of those tribes are very vulgar, so they just play around and make utensils. Where are the enchanting senior sisters and junior sisters? I am not like you, I only like to practice martial arts."
The man in red robe laughed: "They are tempting, but they can also eat people! Junior brother Xiao, you don't understand what enjoyment is, that heart-rending scream, that kind of painful moan , which one is not better than a woman? Listen, listen..."
As he spoke, his eyes burned, and he took out a bloody dagger. His movements were extremely careful, as if he was performing something extremely sacred.
The young man wailed and struggled with all his strength, but the more he did so, the more excited the man in red robe became, his eyes were excited, and his body seemed to be trembling.
Despite the screams, the thin man also showed a happy expression, thinking that this was the most beautiful music in the world.
There are many disciples of the Blood Clothes Sect in various places in the village. Some of them are engraving magic symbols on their bodies through gritted teeth, and some are raping women and comparing who is more cruel. The whole place is like a hell on earth.
"Perfect!" The man in red robe peeled off a piece of human skin and shouted as if he was climaxing. The boy opposite him revealed his flesh and blood meridians, and was extremely miserable and ferocious. But he was not dead yet, his screams turned into low moans, and his life was quickly passing away. .
The man in red robe put the human skin on his face and muttered in a dream: "What a strong hatred, curse, and hatred..."
He raised his head and looked at the inhuman boy with crazy eyes: "Next time, it's your junior sister's turn."
"No..." On the skinless flesh and blood, the young man's eyes bulged, and he wanted to pounce on the red-robed man and bite him.
The man in red robe laughed loudly and enjoyed this scene very much: "Who told you to resist the Blood Clothes Cult? I like your junior sister and hand it over obediently. Now it's better. The master is dead, the senior wife has also committed suicide, and the senior brother and sister have become human skins." Lantern, junior sister didn’t escape either!”
There was a heavy sound in the young man's throat, as if he was cursing the man in front of him, cursing the Blood Clothes Cult, cursing the hellish Southern Wilderness, and cursing the unfair heaven.
His vision gradually blurred and he fell into a state of paralysis. Suddenly, he looked past the red-robed man and saw a white-robed swordsman at the gate of the village. He had an ordinary aura and a steady pace, which was completely different from the people of the Blood-robed Sect.
"Is he the messenger sent by God to burn this filthy sea of blood..." He slowly closed his eyes, feeling an inexplicable sense of relief and relief.
The man in red robe also noticed it, turned around suddenly, and saw Meng Qi in white with a single sword.
"What are you doing? This is the territory of the Blood Clothes Sect. Keep strangers away!" His face darkened, but he did not take action.
If the opponent can approach without anyone noticing, he is certainly not weak. There is no need to be impulsive for the time being. Wait until the division announcement is announced and invite strong ones to make this guy look good!
Meng Qi had a smile on his lips: "I'm here to kill you."
"We are the Blood Clothes Sect! You have to think about the consequences!" The man in red robe felt his heart pounding, and anger rushed to his forehead. He just wanted to destroy the man in front of him and the eighteenth generation of his ancestors, but he consciously touched Not knowing the opponent's strength, I decided to be patient first and then take revenge.
"You are the ones who will be killed." Meng Qi's smile remained unchanged, as if a life-threatening smile was frozen on his face.
The man in red robe knew that there was nothing he could do, and sneered twice: "Those who want to deal with the Blood Clothes Sect have turned into human skin, human bones, and human flesh tools. It doesn't matter if you kill me. There are teachers and altar masters behind me. There are elders and cult leaders, can you bear their anger? Let me tell you..."
Before he finished speaking, he raised his sleeves, and two "clouds" of gold and silver flew out, buzzing, but they were strange-shaped flying mosquitoes.
Mosquitoes immediately enveloped Meng Qi and kept biting him. At the same time, the thin men and others also released poisonous mist, hidden weapons, poisonous insects, etc. Some of them even had their bodies flushed red and their palms were like blood as they swatted at him.
Meng Qi stood there, motionless as a mountain, letting insects bite him, being hit by hidden weapons, and poisonous mist entering his body. From time to time, he nodded slightly and said to himself:
"The golden mosquito can absorb the true energy..."
"Silver mosquitoes can spread diseases..."
"The poisonous mist is based on the peach blossom miasma..."
"The palm technique has the effect of boiling blood and corroding skin..."
Listening to his comments one after another, as if he was tasting delicious food, the red-robed man felt chills in his heart. He knew that he had offended a powerful person who could not be matched.
In fear, he released the nine human skins on his body, and each skin was covered in blood, and he rushed forward, like an evil ghost.
When the human skin hits the target, the light gold is clear and has no effect!
The thin man also felt extremely dangerous. The Blood Clothes Sect's signboard didn't work. In this big world, someone actually dared to destroy the Blood Clothes Sect!
His left thumb slipped away quietly and he used the life-saving means given by his wife.
The thumb disintegrated and turned into a pale white mist, blending into the poisonous mist. Using the cover, it traveled quickly and penetrated into Meng Qi's nostrils when he breathed in and out!
Done!
The thin man was overjoyed. This was the famous "fog poison" of the Blood Clothes Sect. It could quietly enter the body through the obstruction of the nose and kill people invisible.
Once it enters the body, it reproduces rapidly and is extremely difficult to resolve. Even those who are strong on location may not be able to get a good result!
Of course, the precursor was that they failed to detect the abnormality and inhaled the mist poison, and now, the swordsman in white has been attacked!
Meng Qi took two more puffs and said to himself:
"The taste is bitter, a bit hazy, and not very chewy..."
There is nothing to chew on... The thin man's eyes are bulging and his mouth is half-open. The man in red robe is also trembling and backing away.
Suddenly, he laughed ferociously: "Go to hell!"
The light and shadow changed, and the formation was activated. It turned out that he retreated to a stone pillar and activated the simple formation of the village. The miasma suddenly filled the air, with bright red and strange green.
At this moment, he saw Meng Qi draw out the long sword. Then, he lost sight of the long sword and could not capture the existence of the sword at all!
Bang bang bang, each Gu insect exploded at the same time.
With a thud, each disciple fell to the ground on his back, with a shallow scar between his eyebrows.
The man in red robe could only feel the terrifying sword intent, but could not see the sword light or the long sword.
Zheng, he finally saw the sword, as red as jade, with flames burning inside, and this was the time for it to be sheathed!
At least half a step, mostly on location! After discovering that he was the only living person in the entire village, the red-robed man gritted his teeth, and then his fear turned into madness:
"Don't come over here!"
"There is a layout for the communication altar here. I just need to press it lightly, and there will be flames shooting into the sky. When the time comes, many strong people from the field will come, and you will be unable to fly!"
"Even if you escape quickly? Can you avoid being tracked by the Gu insects, and the soul is secretly connected? There is no place for you in the entire Southern Wilderness!"
He shouted loudly, his eyes red, threatening Meng Qi:
"As long as you let me go, I will pretend that this is nothing but the work of an out-of-control wild beast!"
Meng Qi stroked the hilt of the sword with his right hand, the smile still on his face: "You mean the arrangement for contacting the different altars?"
"Yes!" The red-robed man felt that he had frightened the other party and continued, "As long as I press the button, the master of the sub-altar will come to rescue. He is powerful and powerful, and his power is powerful in thousands of mountains!"
Are you scared?
"Then let me help you." Meng Qi flicked his right hand, and a stream of light hit the stone altar. Suddenly, red fireworks clashed and exploded into red clouds, visible from a distance!
The red-robed man's voice stopped suddenly and he looked at Meng Qi like a madman.
He is not afraid of the Blood Clothes Cult at all. Does he want to fight to the death?
The sword intent reached his body and penetrated his dantian. The red-robed man's true energy collapsed, and the nine human skins lost control and turned around with overwhelming hatred.
The man in red robe was wrapped in layers of human skin. He struggled hard and wailed miserably, but in the end he fell to the ground helplessly, leaving only a piece of human skin.
Not long after, a bloody human figure soared over with such terrifying momentum that the nearby wild beasts did not dare to roar.
He cleared his mind and took in several peaks near the village, but did not find any strange figures.
"Dare you run?" The leader of the Blood Clothes Sect's sub-altar roared angrily, trying to identify the traces and chase him away.
But his body suddenly froze, because a few feet away, there stood a swordsman in white with a cold expression and deep eyes.
When did he get close?
No, he has been here all this time. How could he hide it from his search?
The Altar Master had the intention of retreating, but he was an old demon. He knew that running away in a panic would only expose his flaws and lead to his defeat faster. He turned his palms and waves of blood surged around him, rushing towards Meng with a strong smell of blood. Strange, it seems to be able to dissolve everything.
Suddenly, his body turned into a blood-colored shadow, and he rushed forward. His speed was far faster than the blood wave. The former was a cover, while the latter was the killing move!
Meng Qi did not draw his sword, but watched as the blood shadow rushed towards him and passed through.
Got it! The altar owner felt happy, but immediately felt chilled, because he didn't plunder any essence, blood or muscle!
Shouldn't it be that the body is covered with blood and only human skin is left?
"This is the Blood God Art and the Blood Sea Art?" Meng Qi's skin glowed with a layer of light gold, and his tone sounded like a casual conversation.
The Altar Master's heart tightened, and he was about to run for his life when he suddenly saw the light of the sword light up. It was as bright as the sun and turned into sunshine, shining in all directions, reaching everything and reaching everything!
The sun rises in the east, the sea of blood evaporates, and the shadows of blood melt!
The intangible soul of the altar owner used a secret method to escape. As soon as he started to speed up, he found a swordsman in white standing in front of him. His eyes were indifferent and vicissitudes of life, like a god or Buddha looking down on the human world.
The magic that transforms the sky and strikes the earth!
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In the mountain peak full of insects and poisonous fog, a soul lamp went out instantly!
An old man with white hair as thin as a snake opened his eyes, full of rage:
"Who dares to kill me?"
He summoned the soul lamp, and in his hand was a palm-sized five-color Gu insect with teeth like knives and ten pairs of wings.
The Gu worm swallowed the soul lamp and emitted red light, pointing the way. The old man stood up suddenly, as if there were countless insects squirming under his skin.
He is the Supreme Elder of the Blood Clothes Sect, the "Venerable Worshiper of All Insects", one hundred and seventy-seventh on the local rankings!
"Once you are caught by me, it will be easy for you!" He turned into a stream of light, rushed out of the mountain peak, and followed the trail!
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Meng Qi carried Liu Huo and flew towards Chang Snake Mountain. He deliberately did not cover up his whereabouts completely, lest the upper echelons of the Blood Clothes Sect would have no clues and could only invite the "Blood Sea Rakshasa"!