If something happened to him, the status of the Five Charms in the Blood Palace would be affected. After thinking for a moment, Lei Mei disappeared in an instant as a bolt of lightning fell. He really didn't dare to joke with his own life. The Blood Demon had just
Come back, they have been hiding for so many years in order to follow the War Emperor with the Blood Demon and once again invade the Three Realms.
The young man continued to wipe the sweat from his forehead and sighed resentfully: "Hey, I am really exhausted. I should bring that boy Wu Chen with me when I come out this time, so that I don't have to do it myself. What a mistake."
Looking at the old man who had fled in the distance, the young man frowned and carried Cheng Chi on his shoulders and walked into Wangu Mountain. Looking at the dangerous situation outside, Wangu Amaterasu in the Soul Blade finally breathed a sigh of relief.
I don’t know how many times I have walked back and forth from the Yama Hall in recent times.
However, the young man seemed not to notice Wanga Amaterasu, and walked into the distance with Cheng Chi. Looking at the familiar scenery, Wanga Amaterasu felt as if he was in another world. His battle of loyalty back then had actually resulted in regret today. See you later.
I have lost my master, and I must beg him to forgive myself no matter what.
The sky above the noisy city suddenly became dense with dark clouds, and blood waves rolled. The dark clouds slowly turned blood red. The ground in the central square shook violently. In an instant, the buildings collapsed, the road surface cracked, and a strange blood-red tower rose from the ground into the sky.
The strange tower is blood red and covered with countless strange patterns. Green tubes as thick as a bowl are wrapped around it, like thick blood vessels. The clouds at the top of the tower suddenly rotate with the appearance of the tower.
, with the tower as the center and spreading to all sides.
Everyone in the city looked to the sky and discussed what this doomsday-like scene meant. Just when everyone was puzzled, suddenly the sky was about to rain blood, and blood-red rain poured down. After a while,
Covering the entire city, streaks of red lightning sounded in the sky, and a layer of thick red fog slowly spread.
Just when people were becoming more confused, screams suddenly broke out one after another, and the Asura Hell reappeared in the world.
Every ordinary person who was originally fine suddenly grew long fangs, and the nails on his fingers and toes also grew to almost an inch long in an instant. They were like evil ghosts from hell seeking their lives, with their backs hunched over and their eyes glowing red.
The light slowly wanders through the streets, looking for surviving creatures.
In the vast surrounding mountains, majestic palaces stand on the ridges like ancient giant trees. Rich spiritual energy fills every inch of the land. Human figures are running around in the mountains and forests, and countless strange birds and animals roam in the forest.
, fully demonstrating the unity of heaven and man, such a treasured land of the Immortal Family is Wangu Mountain.
In an elegant small bamboo house, there are winding paths and flowers blooming all over the courtyard, which is refreshing. On a simple yet exquisite wooden bed, there is a person lying quietly. His whole body is exuding a faint white light, and his handsome face has a sickly pale look.
At this moment, his eyebrows were furrowed, his jaw was clenched, and his head was covered with sweat, as if he was enduring tremendous torture. This man was none other than Cheng Chi, who had narrowly escaped death.
"ah......"
As a scream resounded through the sky, Cheng Chi sat up suddenly. It took him a full quarter of an hour to wake up from the trance, and a sharp pain shot through his head as he looked at the unfamiliar environment in front of him.
"Are you awake? A few days earlier than expected."
Leng Ao's voice came slowly, and the indifferent woman in white clothes said lightly, then picked up a medicine bowl and brought it to Cheng Chi.
"Who are you?"
Cheng Chi frowned slightly, looking at the peerless beauty in front of him that could freeze thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, he couldn't help but feel excited in his heart.
"Drink it."
The person in front of me is still cold and arrogant, and still remains indifferent.
"kindness."
Cheng Chi seemed to be murmuring, but also seemed unable to refuse her words. He picked up the medicine bowl and drank it all in one breath.
"Have a few days of rest and your life will be safe."
The figure flashed, and the woman in white floated to the door, speaking lightly, waiting for Cheng Chi's response.
"How could...how could this happen! My Yuan Power? Why can't I feel the Yuan Power in my body!"
Just as Cheng Chi was about to get up, he suddenly felt a sharp pain all over his body, and it seemed that he didn't have any energy to mobilize in his body.
"You are no different from ordinary people now. You were injured too much, and your cultivation seems to be incompatible with yourself, so during your coma, all your spiritual power dissipated on its own."
The woman in white's tone softened slightly, maybe because she really understood the pain of a cultivator losing his spiritual power.
"What!"
Cheng Chi sat blankly on the bedside after hearing this. How could this happen? What should his parents do? There are still too many things waiting for him to do, and too many questions waiting for him to find answers...
"Don't be sad, you can start over from scratch."
The woman in white glanced back at Cheng Chi, who was stunned, and said softly, then sighed and turned around and disappeared in front of the door. If the person hadn't handed him over to her, how could she have treated him so wholeheartedly?
Wangumen, a secret hall filled with a depressing atmosphere, five old men sat together, staring at each other, silently, the five people frowned in deep thought, with difficult looks in their eyes.
They are the five deacons and elders of Wangu Sect, and they are also the five people with the highest cultivation level in Wangu Sect.
"Brother, what do you think we should do now? If what that boy Amaterasu said is true, then our Bankan Sect is likely to face a catastrophe."
An old man on the outside finally couldn't stand the strange quiet atmosphere and spoke first.
"I see that the only thing we can do now is fight head-on. I don't believe that a mere blood demon can destroy the thousand-year-old foundation of Wangumen!"
A fat old man with an angry face said angrily.
"Fight hard! How can we not know what kind of strength this devil has?"
An old man in a purple robe said coldly, how powerful the Blood Demon was in the chaotic times back then, how could the Wangumen of today be able to compete with it.
"Third brother, what you said is a bit exaggerated!"
The fat old man snorted coldly, obviously very dissatisfied with the purple-robed old man's words.
"Third brother is right. The power of the Blood Demon is indeed beyond our ability to contend with. Our current plan is to dismiss all the disciples of the Wangu Sect, hoping that the Wangu Sect can escape the disaster."
A tall, thin old man in the middle slowly opened his eyes, sighed and said.
"Brother, I'm afraid this is a bit difficult to handle. Although not all of my Wangumen disciples are loyal and courageous, there are quite a few who are loyal. These people will definitely not leave."
An old man in blue next to the tall and thin old man frowned and said.
"Fourth brother is right. These people are the hope of my Wangumen. Nothing can happen to them."
The purple-robed old man immediately agreed.
"Hmph, it's not like that bastard Amaterasu stole the magic weapon Moye back then. How could we be so timid? He actually has the nerve to come back!"
The fat old man banged the table and said angrily.