"help me!"

Zhao Xiuxuan sat on the fast-moving giant lizard puppet and turned over and over, sensing the brief message in the locator.

A cry for help, a location.

"Who is it? I have the locators of Zhao Xiuming and the others in my hands. It's either the Li family or Chu Lanfei."

If it was Chu Lanfei, whether she should be saved or not is up for debate. After all, for the Zhao family, if Chu Lanfei fell into a pile of monsters, not stepping on her would be considered a mercy.

But Zhao Xiu

, if they really encounter a strong enemy, the two of the Zhao family will be in danger. With Luo Yanbu, they think that as long as they don't encounter a real foundation-building monk, they can deal with it, and even run away if something unexpected happens.

Therefore, you have to explore it yourself, both emotionally and rationally.

The location marked in the locator is only seven or eight hours away from Zhao Xiuxuan.

As a mount, the giant lizard puppet is much slower than the Luo Yan Step. However, it also consumes much less than the Luo Yan Step. There is no need to stop to recover mana. All things considered, the giant lizard puppet is more cost-effective.

One day later, Zhao Xiuxuan followed the locator mark and actually came to the edge of Qing Mo Island. The place was calm and the sea was endless, and he looked at the location and found that it was an island dozens of miles away from Qing Mo Island.

Fortunately, after killing the evil cultivator on Weiluo Island, I got a wind spirit boat, otherwise there would be nothing I could do.

The Feng Lingzhou was sacrificed, and Zhao Xiuxuan jumped up, made a hand and flew away.

...

An unknown desert island with jagged rocks.

A gray mist steamed up, making the only mountain on the island look like a steamer.

There is a natural cave inside the mountain. There is molten lava flowing under the cave. Dozens of iron stoves are hung above the lava. These iron stoves are shaped like copper balls and have a rough appearance. They seem to have been made in a hurry.

There were several holes a little smaller than a human head cut into the iron stove, and some obscure runes were colorfully painted around it.

In the cave, there are six other middle-stage Qi-refining monks wearing red clothes, tied with a straw rope around their waists, and wearing veils on their faces, sitting around the entrance of the cave. From time to time, they cast a spell and threw it into a certain iron furnace.

middle.

Then, a shrill sound will be heard from the iron stove.

Whenever this happens, these people will let out a few weird laughs of enjoyment.

"Ahem!"

A cough suddenly came from the dark cave. Several people followed the sound. A monk in linen clothes and a veil walked in. Someone frowned and said.

"You linemen are not guarding outside. What are you doing here? This is the place where the hall master refines blood. Get out quickly."

The man said nothing and stepped on his feet, like a puppet being led by something.

This strange scene made the hairs on the necks of several people stand up and they quickly stood up.

"stop!"

The "linen guard" took two more steps forward, and suddenly fell forward, revealing a figure wearing a white-faced fanged ghost mask behind him.

"Who are you!!"

In the dim environment, the six people were frightened by the ghost-faced man. They reflexively took out a piece of gray scales from their arms, but it was too late. The black smoke moved under the ghost-faced man's feet, and in the blink of an eye, it was within two feet of the six people.

Qingguang waved his hand and threw it out, and within three feet, blood spattered on the spot.

"Ahhh!"

The four people were immediately dismembered.

The other two people were alert and avoided the vital points. They pinched the scales in their hands and a bright gray light shield protected their bodies that were still half alive. They struggled to get up and ran out.

The sound of crawling reptiles suddenly came from the darkness.

A giant lizard rushed out with a swish sound, and with a fierce tail whip, he slapped one of them to the ground with a "Boom!" sound, and the gray light shield suddenly creaked to pieces. It was not over yet, the giant lizard puppet hit its head,

Suddenly, there were two more consecutive whiplashes.

The mask finally shattered, and before the person inside could speak, his head was cut off by the ghost-faced man with a sword.

This ghost-faced man is naturally Zhao Xiuxuan who followed the marked position.

Seeing the tragic death of the other companions, the remaining one was so frightened that he pissed himself out.

"Master Ghost! Master Ghost! Don't kill me, I'll wait..."

Before he finished speaking, the giant lizard followed suit and opened the naked egg. The ghost-faced Zhao Xiuxuan went up and slapped him in the face with his sword.

His voice pretended to be hoarse.

"Who are you and what are you doing here? Tell me and let you die well."

The man's bile was about to come out. How could he dare to resist? He knelt on the ground and said

"Master Ghost, please forgive me. We are the blood-stealing guards of the Black Mountain Sect's Blood Refining Hall. We are here to refine the blood essence of the monks under the orders of the hall master."

"The Black Mountain Sect and these evil cultivators, how could they be so clever?"

Zhao Xiuxuan thought to himself

"What is the cultivation level of your hall master? How many people are there on this island? Where is the hall master?"

"Our hall master is at the late stage of the ninth level of Qi Refining, and the two deputy hall masters are at the seventh level of Qi Refining. There are only about 20 people on the island, six blood-stealing guards, and more than 20 linen guards. Most of them are 3-5 Qi Refining levels.

It looks like the first floor, the hall master is in the Taoist temple on the top of the mountain."

"Have you caught a woman in palace attire recently?"

"Yes, yes, there is more than one, two women and one man. They are in a group. The three hall masters arrested them personally. One of them, who was in the late stage of Qi refining, was caught by the hall master and taken to the Taoist temple. The others

it's here"

As he said this, the man pointed to the iron stove above his head. Someone seemed to have heard the fighting inside, and several pale faces popped out from among the dozen or so iron stoves.

Zhao Xiuxuan frowned, gave the man beneath him a sword, and sent him to death.

Then he flew up, climbed onto an iron stove, and looked inside. Sure enough, there was some slight blood and sweat coming out of a white and curled body. It was vaguely visible that it was one of the female cultivators from the Chu family, who was frightened at this time.

Looking at him, Zhao Xiuxuan was stunned, and then he remembered that he was still wearing a mask.

After taking off the mask, the female cultivator inside saw the surprise on Zhao Xiuxuan's face, her throat opened up, and she made a sound like a broken bellows.

"help me..."

Without saying a word, Zhao Xiu

After the spiritual core was broken off, the runes on the iron stove suddenly dimmed, and then cracked open.

The naked person inside fell out. Zhao Xiuxuan quickly caught it with his hands. His whole body was greasy, and he quickly pulled a piece of clothing from the dead body on the ground and put it on her. Seeing that he was rescued, the female cultivator from the Chu family hugged his calf.

I cried bitterly and didn't know what kind of torture I had received in the past few days.

Zhao Xiuxuan rescued eleven people from the iron cage in the same way, two from the Chu family, and nine other monks who didn't know where they were. One of them was extremely happy and sad when he came down, and suddenly died suddenly.

There were only six dead bodies on the ground. After Zhao Xiuxuan took off his clothes, he could only put them on the female cultivator first, and gave the two extra clothes to others.

Some of these people are unable to speak, and some are dying. They are certainly in such a state that they cannot be helped.

Seeing how pitiful they were, Zhao Xiuxuan took out a few bottles of healing pills given by the Zhao family before departure from his storage bag, asked a monk who could still move around to distribute them, and then took the time to meditate to restore his full mana.

"Three in the late stage of Qi refining, two in the ninth level of Qi refining, and two in the seventh level. Although there are two puppets whose attacks are comparable to those in the late stage of Qi refining, it is still a bit risky."

"Then Chu Lanfei doesn't know what's going on at this time."

"Although this Chu Lanfei seems to be in the same group as Chu Yuzhi, I can't joke with my own life. No one's life is more important than mine. Just wait here for Zhao Xiuming and the others to come.

Since Chu Lanfei has sent out a request for help, Zhao Xiuming and the others will naturally receive it. With Zhao Xiuming, his cousin who practices the Diamond Art, to support him, the winning rate will be higher, and they don’t know what is hidden outside the cave.

When will the corpses of several Maiwei be discovered?"

However, just as he made up his mind to wait for someone, he heard footsteps coming from a winding fork somewhere in the cave, as if someone was coming.

"So soon? Was the body found outside?"

Zhao Xiuxuan stood up strangely, rummaged under the corpses of several self-proclaimed Blood Guards, and found a strange crushed jade talisman, with faint spiritual energy fluctuations similar to the communication talisman on it.

"really"

he sighed

At this time, in the cave, everyone who had just escaped from death heard the sound of footsteps, and their whole bodies twitched like a conditioned reflex. Those who still had the strength began to crawl away in the opposite direction, and those who could not crawl were trembling on the ground.

I don’t know what terrible experiences came to mind.

At this moment, a weak hand tightly grasped the hem of Zhao Xiu

Looking at him with a horrified face.

"Don't worry, I'm not trying to escape."
Chapter completed!