Chapter 462 Blood Pool

"Oh, so it is!" Only then did Feng Xiaotian understand that a series of actions such as Lang Fanyun's previous demon elixir attack were all for the last time to be slapped by his back. The old wolf demon had long been withdrawn, but he did not dare to act rashly. Finally, he escaped with the power of his own palm, which was extremely cunning!

"What about these wolf demons?" Daquan Zhenren pointed to the golden-backed wolf demon who was still in the field and asked.

When these golden-backed wolf demons heard the words, they knew that it was time to decide to wait for the fate of the wolf, but they were all frightened and turned their begging eyes to Feng Xiaotian, but the previous ferocity was hidden.

Feng Xiaotian originally wanted to let go of these wolf demons, but when he thought of the dead bodies everywhere in Mengzhou, his heart was furious and his heart hardened. He ordered, "Retain their lives, but abolish their cultivation, so as not to come out and do evil again!"

When the three real people heard the words, their bodies turned around in the wolves like a whirlwind. Their fingers were like electricity. Soon, more than 400 wolf demons collapsed on the ground, and their cultivation had been broken. Those wolf demons who had already recovered their human form became wolves, but no wolves dared to resist. After all, their elders fell. If they escape, if they wait for the wolf to resist, it can only be a dead end. They will be abolished and their lives will be retained. In the future, there is still hope of cultivation, but they don't know that the real person is extremely heavy. If it hadn't been for the strange medicine like the meteorite, it would be difficult to resume cultivation for a lifetime!

The wolf demons who were abolished did not dare to stay here for a long time. They all ran away with their tails, but Feng Xiaotian and others flew up and flew to the east of Mengzhou City. While looking for Li Haoyu, they wanted to find a place where the blood spirit religion used mortals to make alchemy to destroy it!

Several people were very fast, and soon they left Mengzhou City. After 20 miles, they smelled a strong smell of blood in front of a quiet valley. They moved their hearts and flew towards the valley with the smell of blood.

A few days later, a heinous and tragic scene appeared in front of Feng Xiaotian and several people. On a large flat land in the valley, there was a large pool of ten feet of square meters, but the pool was full of red blood, constantly rolling, and hundreds of figures sat around this huge blood pool. Qi Qi is dressed in the blood spirit religion. He pinched a strange formula in his hands, and blood light shot out of the blood pool, connected with the hands of more than a hundred people, as if he was carrying out some kind of mysterious ceremony.

In the open space next to the blood pool, there are thousands of mortals sitting or lying in the secular world, and several blood spirit disciples are standing upside down on the blood pool. The mortal seems to be out of breath, and blood keeps flowing into the blood pool, and one of the disciples is It was the claw-shaped hand that suddenly broke a blood hole between the mortal's chest and abdomen, grabbed a bloody heart, and threw it into the blood pool with a "bang". Soon, the mortal's blood had run out, and several blood disciples threw it towards the grass beside him.

Feng Xiaotian looked in the direction of the body, but saw that the grass was already piled up with ten feet high, and his face was like white paper. At a glance, he knew that it was blood. It was estimated that the huge blood pool was formed by the blood of these people.

Feng Xiaotian's eyes are about to crack when he sees this scene. Even the Daquan Zhenren, who has already cultivated Gujing Wubo, can't help but fight with the bull. As for Mingying Zhenren and Mingye Zhenren, they are also pale. Even though they are already practitioners in the Mahayana period, they are almost like Shura. The prison-like scene was also secretly frightened.

Seeing that the disciples of the Blood Spirit Religion had already walked towards the group of mortals again, there was a desperate and helpless cry from the group of mortals.

How could Feng Xiaotian hold it? With a wave of his arm, the Lieyang sword suddenly turned into a red light and flew out.

Those who are about to catch another mortal disciple of the blood spirit religion is the most distraction period. How can they resist the angry blow of Feng Xiaotian? The Lieyang sword is like cutting vegetables, cutting the heads of several blood spirit disciples to the ground.

These blood spirit disciples have all become Yuanying, and transparent short figures have appeared on their bodies. Perhaps because of the skills, the Yuanying of these blood spirit disciples actually showed a faint red color.

Just when these Yuan Ying Zhang Huang looked around and was ready to escape, Feng Xiaotian hated these inhumane blood spirit disciples very much. He shot a formula in the air. Before he took back the scorching sun sword, he turned around in the air and caught up with several blood-red Yuan Ying, which was smashed in an instant. These evil blood spirits The disciples are all destroyed in this way!

At this time, the disciples of the Blood Spirit Religion sitting on the edge of the blood pool were all awakened. They stood up one by one and looked at the red flying sword in the air with vigilance. The strongest of them was only the combination period, and it seemed that they were all injured, so they saw their blood spirit brothers. The son was beheaded, but he could not judge the enemy's position.

Feng Xiaotian did not take these bloody disciples seriously at all. He used his eyes to signal the real people to stay in the air, but he was wearing a skirt and slowly floated down, like a big bird, falling in front of the group of mortals. And the Lieyang Sword also slowly fell back to the palm of Feng Xiaotian's hand.

Feng Xiaotian didn't pay attention to the more than 100 blood disciples at all, but turned to the group of mortals and said, "My fellow villagers, don't be afraid. Now it's okay. You can go!"

The group of mortals naturally could see that the comers were extraordinary, and they killed a few disciples of the Blood Spirit Religion as soon as they took action. They must be good people who came to save themselves and others. However, everyone was deterred by the Blood Spirit Religion **, but few people dared to move. Only a few bold young people began to slowly move their footsteps.

The 100 disciples of the Blood Spirit Religion were originally thought to be a powerful figure, but they saw only a young man falling in the air. Although they could not see the level of cultivation clearly, the blood spirit religion people thought to themselves up. Even though this young man's strength is not weak, he must not be the opponent of everyone. The original heart was put back. In their hearts, many people have already looked unkind and surrounded Feng Xiaotian.

Feng Xiaotian naturally won't pay attention to these disciples, and even his body did not turn around. He smiled and said to the group of mortals in the secular world, "Don't worry, no one dares to hurt everyone anymore. Leave this place of right and wrong quickly and live a good life in a new place!"

These innocent people originally thought that they would die in the hands of those demons, but the ants were still alive. At this moment, they heard Feng Xiaotian's words like a spring breeze, but they began to sprout hope one by one. There seemed to be a The incomparable persuasion made most of these mortals begin to stand up slowly and prepare to escape.

Those disciples of the Blood Spirit Sect were all surprised. They couldn't figure out what the young immortal cultivator relied on. They dared to ignore so many of their blood spirit disciples and directly rescue those mortals who they and others used to heal their wounds.

Several more clever disciples of the Blood Spirit Religion have begun to expand their consciousness and explore around. However, the strength of Daquan Zhenren and others is far greater than them. In addition, Daquan Zhenren three people can hide. No matter how hard to expand their consciousness with this blood spirit disciple, they have achieved nothing!

These fruitless disciples of the Blood Spirit Sect were immediately relieved. In their opinion, this young immortal cultivator must have gone crazy. Unexpectedly, he ran out to act as a hero alone. He was really tired of living!

A leading disciple of Xue Lingjiao couldn't help smiling and said, "Hey hey, where did the wild boy dare to obstruct the old men to heal his wounds? Is it because he is impatient?"

This disciple is the most powerful among the people. It seems that he has reached the peak of the combination period. As soon as his words fell, the rest of the blood spirit disciples immediately laughed presumptuously. In their eyes, Feng Xiaotian was no different from the dead!

And those mortals who had the idea of living began to despair again. In their opinion, since the demons were so arrogant, it showed that the extraordinary young man in front of them was not taken seriously by them.

"Young man, they are so many people. Run quickly and leave us alone!" Among them, kind-hearted people kindly reminded Feng Xiaotiandao.

Feng Xiaotian still did not look back or talk to the other party, but said to everyone kindly, "Believe me, no one dares to stop you. Let's get out of here quickly!"

When everyone looked at Feng Xiaotian's calm face, they couldn't help but feel a little confident. Looking at the young man's confident appearance, did they really dare to be better than those demons?

Those disciples of the Blood Spirit Religion quit. This young immortal cultivator didn't pay much attention to the blood spirit religion disciples. The most powerful blood spirit religion disciple shouted angrily: "Kid, who are you? How dare you come to care about the nosy of my blood religion?"

Although the blood spirit disciple shouted and scolded, he hesitated and refused to do it. As a demon practitioner for thousands of years, he was still very cautious. He was afraid that if this young immortal cultivator really had any killing trick, it would be bad. It was better for others to take risks!

Sure enough, before Feng Xiaotian could speak, a blood spirit disciple in the distracted period probably wanted to please the disciple in the fit period. He jumped out and shouted, "Kid you heard our uncle's words? Hurry up and kowtow and beg for mercy. Otherwise, hum, we will put your blood into this blood pool to heal our wounds. This The blood of immortals is full of aura, and the healing effect is much better than those mortals!"