Chapter 53 The Art of Blood Refining

Today's second update~~

Zhang Chong quickly collected the last treasure, and then reluctantly looked at the empty warehouse several times. That look was a kind of sharpness that he couldn't wait to dig three times before looking for it.

After making sure that nothing was missing, he followed Wang Mingyang and Li Rui and went out.

Li Rui led the way forward and took them to a dark and damp room. The road was very narrow, and as the road extended, it kept going down. Obviously, they were walking towards the ground.

This dark and humid feeling makes Zhang Chong very unaccustomed to it. There is a trace of rotten smell in the air, and there is also a strong and pungent smell, which makes the air extremely turbid and makes him feel an extremely depressing atmosphere.

Wait, why does the strong pungent smell seem to have a bloody smell sandwiched in it?

As they go deeper and deeper, there is a tide on the ground. All around was silent and only their footsteps could be heard.

He walked for another period of time, and the red firelight reflected into the heavy eyes. In front of him, there was a huge basement. He was suddenly cheerful in front of him, but it also directly made Zhang Chong and had a feeling of wanting to vomit.

In front of him is a huge garden-shaped altar. The middle of the altar is concave. In it, you can clearly see that there is dark red water inside, which is almost full.

And around the altar, there are thirteen iron pillars. The most shocking thing is that these thirteen iron pillars are tied with a man all over. These men have already fainted and are no longer unconscious. However, their dense breathing sounded to indicate that they were still alive. And there was a terrible big hole in their bodies, and blood slowly flowed out along the big hole.

No one can explain why the blood did not gushed out of such a big hole, but fell drop by drop. Similarly, no one can explain what is in front of him.

Looking at this terrible scene, Zhang Chong couldn't help thinking about how many people's blood in the altar can it be filled to such an extent. Thinking of this, his hand involuntarily clenched tightly.

And his body has rushed over and saved the person closest to him.

Just in the man's body, when he left the iron pillar, blood gushed out of the big hole in his body, drenching Zhang Chong's face, and the man's eyes also woke up in an instant. He looked at Zhang Chong and muttered,

"Kill me~~"

Zhang Chong saw the panic of life and the desire for death from the man's eyes. He sighed and gently twisted his neck.

What kind of torture is this? It makes life worse than death. It is hung here and suffers from life.

"Brother, can you see what kind of secret this is?" Li Rui asked.

Wang Mingyang shook his head. It was also the first time he saw this terrible spell, and he could not be famous.

"This is the art of blood refining~~"

Zhang Chong suddenly said,

"This is a secret method of a demon practitioner. Twelve refine-level demon practitioners and a divine demon practitioner are tied to a copper pillar, and a ban is imposed at the same time, which makes them slowly bleed to death. In this way, it can make the demon practitioner flow out blood with spiritual power and become an excellent body refining thing. This method needs to be carried out seven times, once every 49 days. The art of blood refining is usually a magic level nine-level demon cultivator. When he can't break through the bottleneck and reach the night fork level, he uses the evil method.

The black leopard, the owner of Heifeng Mountain, is the ninth-level demonist of the magic power level. Thinking about it, this blood refining skill should be his.

Zhang Chong said hatefully. He doesn't know this blood refining skill, but isn't there still Wang Daozhong in his ring? Wang Daozhong was well-informed. After listening to Zhang Chong, he said the name of this spell.

And the last paragraph was added by Zhang Chong. He remembers that Xiao Er said that the black panther is a demon monk of the ninth level of the divine power level. The relationship between the two must be the blood refining skill he laid in order to break through to the night fork level.

In order to break through his own strength, he took nearly a hundred people, like animals, to cast spells regardless of life and death. What's the difference between this kind of person and beasts?

It was not only Zhang Chong who thought so, but Wang Mingyang and Li Rui even cursed after hearing this.

Then, they also saw a small door next to the altar. When they walked over, there was a row of rooms locked by iron bars in the door. There were more than a dozen people in each room.

They didn't want someone to come in. First, they were shocked and hid. When they saw that it was not the black panther, they all rushed forward and grabbed the iron gate and begged bitterly.

"You seniors, help us out."

Zhang Chong and others walked over and tried to open the door lock, but it took a long time, but they couldn't open it. At this time, he saw a familiar figure.

"Shi Wenlong."

The person who was locked in it alone was Shi Wenlong. He was not so happy that someone called him. As soon as he looked up, he also saw Zhang Chong.

"Zhang Chong~~"

My friends met, but I didn't expect it to be in such a place, but I couldn't help but sigh.

"Why are you here?" Only then did Zhang Chong remember that since the return of the Genius War, he had not seen Shi Wenlong's face and was captured by Xu Yifei.

"I secretly found out that the goods of the Chen family were robbed by Heifeng Mountain, so I thought I could come here secretly and steal the goods back.

But I'm not good at learning, but I was caught by the panther.

Shi Wenlong slowly talked about his experience. When he was caught here, there were still six magic-level demon practitioners here. His strength, among all the people, was the most powerful. He kept him to the end with the Panther, and the other six were all dead.

And these people, as the last group, are not dead, but during this period of time, they have been frightened by the screams outside day by day, like frightened birds.

At this time, Li Rui also found Wang Jihan, but he tried his best to open the lock.

Seeing that it didn't work, everyone fell into despair again.

"Go quickly. This black panther is too powerful. You must not be able to beat him." Shi Wenlong said.

"You can rest assured to wait here. I will definitely save you."

Zhang Chong's last words, towards Shi Wenlong, were resolute.

"But how can the nine of us defeat the people on the Black Wind Mountain? I'm afraid we can't be defeated by the black panther alone. Wang Mingyang said to Zhang Chong.

"This," Zhang Chong thought for a moment and took it to his heart. He took out a pill and said to the Eight Immortals of Lin Hai.

"This is the six poison elixir. After taking it, it will be poisoned. The time of the toxic attack can be controlled by the poisoner. We took advantage of the evening to put the poison into their food. The next day, after they had lunch, we waited for the opportunity to sneak attack. At that time, no matter how strong the panther was, it was no match for us.

"However, this poisoning is all done by the roosters and dogs and thieves. If we Linhai and Eight Immortals do this and are spread out, won't they have no reputation?" Zhao Zhenhuan said.

"That's not true. It's really the so-called way to treat people. This black panther is such a bad role. If we work with him, it seems that we are too stupid. Moreover, saving a person's life is better than building a ten-level Futu. Among them, which is more important? Later generations have their own judgment of justice.

Zhang Chong's words were righteous and strict, but Wang Mingyang and others nodded repeatedly, and they were also ashamed. They secretly said that they had lived a few more years, but they seemed to live on a dog. It's not as heavy as this one, and it's more insight into the world.

The nine people said they would do it. After quickly finding the room, they crushed the six poison pills and put them into the meal. After doing these things, they hid outside the cottage and waited quietly for the dawn.

"Shi Wenlong, I must save you." Zhang Chong looked at the moon like water and said softly in his heart.

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