The ancient city of Devil's Cave under the moon seemed like a hell, full of howling ghosts.
Zhao Yun is like a cold god of death, with one hand raised and lowered, and he kills people all the way.
There are no spectators.
There is only bloody killing.
The screams were annihilated without knowing when. The ancient city had been shrouded in blood mist. Looking from a distance, it looked like it had been washed by blood. The strong men in the Demon Cave in the city were all slaughtered. The city walls, palaces, etc.
Buildings, pavilions...all were littered with corpses, and blood gathered into small streams.
"Clean the battlefield."
Zhao Yun said calmly and transformed into a series of clones.
The clones all rolled up their sleeves and ran to all directions, rummaging randomly through the corpses.
Don't be angry if you can take it away.
When it's over, the body will be destroyed and no trace will be left.
More clones rushed into the palace and pavilions, like robbers one after another, with jingling bells.
It’s still the same principle, don’t leave anything you can get.
"Boss, they..."
During the sweep, many clones heard words.
Zhao Yun connected the clone's sight and saw a miserable scene. Most of them were innocent women, their clothes were messy, covering their clothes and hiding at the foot of the wall, shivering. It was not uncommon to see them, and they had all been raped.
They're pretty good.
Too many women were dead, or were left to be mauled by wild beasts, or were sucked into mummies.
There is no worst, only worse.
This is the devil's cave, a hell on earth.
"You are free."
Zhao Yun opened his mouth and sent a message through the clones.
The women who were still alive shed tears of gratitude, wiped away tears of humiliation, and stumbled out one by one. Among them were many lunatics who did not want to live in humiliation and committed suicide on the spot. There were also many brave ones who picked up their bloody swords and faced the devil's cave.
The corpse of the strong man was chopped up like crazy.
Zhao Yun did not stop him and turned around silently.
He entered the main hall of the Demon Cave and pried open an underground palace under the main hall, which was regarded as the treasure house of the Demon Cave.
But inside, there were corpses everywhere.
In the middle is a huge pool of blood, bright red blood dyed with demonic light.
Inside, there are resentful spirits struggling, and they have suffered here for countless years.
Zhao Yun waved his hand and fired a burst of sword energy, splitting open the blood pool restriction.
The resentful spirits trapped in it flew out one by one and disappeared between heaven and earth.
It is liberation and complete annihilation.
The clone also came in and was responsible for sweeping up the treasures.
Zhao Yun, on the other hand, stood in front of a statue.
Ordinarily, the Demon Cave is an inheritance from the Demon Realm and should enshrine a statue of the Demon Lord or Demon General. However, this statue does not seem to be the second Demon General or the Immortal Demon Lord, but a monster-like person with many parts of his body covered.
It has scales and has fangs in its mouth.
"Blood Demon."
Zhao Yun thought to himself, this statue is exactly the same as the blood demon.
He couldn't help but frown, and it was not difficult to guess the possibility that there were other blood demons alive in the world, and they had colluded with the demon cave, so that the demon cave that was supposed to be dedicated to the demon king or the second demon general was actually replaced by the blood demon's.
Is the statue meant to worship the Blood Demon as the ancestor?
He didn't know what happened eight thousand years ago, and he didn't know what the grudges and connections between the Demon Lord's lineage and the Blood Demon's lineage were. He only knew that things were much more complicated than he imagined, and I'm afraid even the sky couldn't tell them.
This is why.
He waved his hand again and chopped off the statue.
The statue collapsed, and blood-colored demonic energy drained away, which ordinary people could not see, nor could ordinary eyes see it.
Because it is a kind of demonic energy that is similar to the power of Buddhist thought. The statue of the Blood Demon is placed here for no reason. It is not to bask in the sun, but for worship. When the demonic energy accumulates to a certain amount, it can be used by the Blood Demon.
Just like Buddhists, they can use the power of thoughts offered by believers.
Then here comes the problem.
Today's Demon Cave is headed by Wang Yang or the Blood Demon.
In his opinion, it's both.
Maybe, Wang Yang has transformed into a blood demon, but the blood demon form has not been revealed.
If this is the case, things will be very difficult. Who knows how many blood demons there are, and the secrets of the Demon Cave are probably much stronger than they imagined.
Acridine!
While I was watching, the little unicorn jumped out again.
This little guy can't afford to get up early without any benefit. If he didn't smell the smell of the treasure, he wouldn't come out for a walk.
And this time, Zhao Yun also smelled it.
There is another universe in this underground palace.
Just under the blood pool, there is another small underground palace hidden.
boom!
Zhao Yun was not polite and pierced him with one palm.
Immediately, I saw a streak of demonic light rushing into the night, carrying a vicious evil spirit, turning into a black sword energy, striking towards Zhao Yun. It should be a restriction in the small underground palace, but these were far from hurting Zhao Yun, who was almost at the heaven level.
The energy accumulation was destroyed on the spot.
He stepped in and saw the secret of the small underground palace.
Inside, there were no other treasures, just a jet-black tree, including the trunk, branches and leaves, which were completely black, except for a fruit hanging on the branch, which was as red as blood.
Even though it doesn't look very good, it contains tremendous energy and magic power.
Just one fruit can evolve a strange phenomenon on its own, like a small black dragon, hovering around the fruit, and a low dragon roar can be vaguely heard.
"Devil Fairy Fruit."
Zhao Yun murmured and narrowed his eyes slightly.
This type of fruit is also recorded in the Xuanmen Heavenly Book. It is watered with demon blood. It nourishes the meaning and nourishes the demon spirit. It is similar to the previous Kirin Immortal Fruit.
But this kind of species does not exist in the mortal world.
Or, it may have become extinct long ago.
He never thought that there would be such an object in one of the sub-halls of the Devil's Cave. Wang Yang was also very ambitious, and even though he knew there was a treasure, he didn't send more people to guard it.
Acridine!
The little unicorn jumped back and forth, jumping back and forth in the small underground palace.
It doesn't seem to be very interested in this Demon Spirit Fruit. Some fruits it can eat, and some fruits it cannot eat. Just like this Demon Spirit Fruit, it is useless to eat it. It has the word "Devil" on it, and only Demon Cultivators can eat it.
Only in this way can the mining power be maximized.
It couldn't eat it, and Zhao Yun couldn't eat it either.
However, there are some people who can eat it, such as Mozi and Feng Wu. Not only them, but anyone in the Demon Realm inheritance, including Cangqiong and Huanmeng, can also eat it. The premise is that they practice the Demonic Cultivation Technique.
Zhao Yun took out the wine bottle and waited silently.
The Demon Spirit Fruit is not yet ripe, but judging from its implication, it will only be ripe in a day or two.
Now that he's here, he has to take him back.
Outside the underground palace, miserable women have stumbled out of the ancient city. Each of them is like a soulless walking corpse, with their souls lost and expressionless, and only the tears can't stop flowing.
People are alive, but their families are gone.
The reason why I didn't choose to commit suicide was because I wanted to die close to home.
Why!
The clones sighed and sent them all out of the forest.
As for the other clones, they have finished sweeping away the city's treasures. There are quite a lot of them, and they have been piled up into a small mountain. Weapons, secret scrolls, gold and silver treasures... everything is available, which can be considered a considerable fortune.
Small underground palace.
Zhao Yun was sitting cross-legged, meditating and stabilizing his cultivation. He only glanced sideways at the Demon Spirit Fruit from time to time. Every time there was a hint of meaning, the Demon Spirit Fruit would bloom, and the accompanying vision would also evolve.
If nothing else, it will mature when night falls again.