Although the cultivation of the six of them is not as good as that of the previous black-robed monk, their combined combat power is not weak.
"It's a pity that I'm not afraid of group attacks."
Muchen sneered, and a group of fire crows flew out and immediately separated these black-robed monks.
Not even Xia Qingcheng could break through the fire crows' defense, let alone these black-robed monks.
Each black-robed monk faces about twenty fire crows. It is not difficult to fight against them, but it is difficult to kill them in a short time.
call out!
A flash of sword light flashed, and a black-robed monk was beheaded before he could react.
The faces of the black-robed monks suddenly changed. In just a moment, the opponent had already killed one of them. What a fierce swordsmanship!
Muchen wandered around the battlefield like a ghost, and the black-robed monks were unable to deal with the fire crows, and were killed one by one.
In the end, all six people died under Muchen's sword.
In fact, these six people together are not weaker than the black-robed monk from before.
However, their numerical advantage was eliminated by Muchen's Fire Crow, and they had no choice but to die one by one.
After harvesting all the belongings from these people, Muchen burned the bodies of the seven people.
"Hey, where are those people in the mountains?"
Muchen's spiritual power swept over, and he found that all the fluctuations in the spiritual power of the people in the mountain were gone.
Anyway, those people's cultivation levels were not high, so Muchen had nothing to be afraid of. He immediately went to the mountain to search and found a cave dug by man.
Before he entered the cave, he felt a strong smell of blood.
An ominous premonition arose in Muchen's heart.
After he entered the cave, his heart sank, and an uncontrollable anger rose.
Inside the cave is a huge altar, which is covered with complicated runes, and on it are dozens of corpses, which are the same monks from before!
Before walking out of the cave, the black-robed monks killed all of them.
These monks are all casual monks and small sect monks who were captured by the black-robed monks.
"If only we could have saved them earlier."
Muchen sighed in his heart, if he could have discovered it earlier, these people would not have died tragically.
"These black-robed monks really deserve to die."
"I wish I could kill them all over again."
The Dragon Kingdom viewers before the live broadcast were also indignant. The demonic monks were simply too cruel.
"This looks like some kind of ritual."
"Fortunately they haven't finished it, otherwise we don't know what effect it will have."
The members of the Buddhist and Taoist practice team looked at the altar in the picture with solemn expressions.
"Sacrificial ceremony?"
Muchen looked at the pile of corpses on the altar and instinctively felt uncomfortable.
Even though he had killed many monks along the way, images like this still made him feel sick to his stomach.
"Yes, there are many similar records in the West, such as using blood sacrifices to summon demons. I think this is likely to be something similar. Maybe they just want to summon something through blood sacrifices and obtain the power given by the other party."
The old Taoist priest said that as long as you live and learn, he also has a certain amount of research on Western culture.
"Fortunately they didn't succeed."
After Muchen finished speaking, he wanted to burn all the corpses.
However, a strange scene occurred.
The altar suddenly moved, and the blood of the corpses was quickly drawn away and poured into the altar.
Each rune emits a blood-red light, which is extremely eerie.
In less than a moment, a humanoid figure made of blood and black gas stood up from the altar.
The terrifying spiritual pressure shocked Muchen.
The power of the golden elixir realm!
Damn, how could this happen?
"Run, run, run!"
Muchen had only one thought in his mind, and that was to get out of this hellish place as soon as possible.
"Are you the one who made the sacrifice? Although the sacrifice is not very good, the quantity is not bad. I'll give it a pass and take out your token."
The humanoid figure said in a hoarse voice.
Muchen couldn't help but be stunned. Even if he mastered the Phantom Body Technique, he didn't have the slightest confidence to escape from the opponent's hands.
Now it seems that the other party has no intention of killing him, and maybe they can still deal with it.
Token? What token?
Muchen had an idea and glanced at the storage rings of several black-robed monks. Sure enough, there was a black token in each of their storage rings.
I don’t know what material the token is made of, but it has the word "soul" on it.
He immediately took out a token.
"good."
The humanoid figure nodded, and breathed out a breath of black air that sank into the token, causing the token to glow red and turn bright red.
On this token, Muchen could feel amazing power.
Once mobilized, his strength will skyrocket!
When he came back to his senses from the token, the humanoid figure had eaten up all the corpses on the altar and disappeared.
"Are you leaving? I didn't expect these black-robed monks to summon such a terrifying monster. Fortunately, the other party only recognized the token and not the person, otherwise we would have been in trouble."
Muchen looked around and after confirming that the monster had left, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
If he hadn't found the black-robed monk's token just now, he would have been in trouble.
Looking at the token in his hand, Muchen showed a fearful expression and carefully put it away.
God knows what the hell this token is. Although the power on it seems to be callable, Muchen doesn't have the courage.
This kind of devilish thing looked unsafe at first glance, so he didn't dare to use it indiscriminately.
God knows what will happen after using it.
Corrupted by evil spirits?
Become a slave to that terrifying monster?
Become a monster?
It's all possible!
Muchen turned his attention to the altar again. At this time, there were only some storage rings and storage bags left on the altar.
It seems that the black-robed monks did not take away the stored magic weapons from these guys in the rush to kill, and the terrifying monster was not interested in these things either.
Muchen hesitated for a moment, then rolled up his sleeves and took back all the stored magic weapons.
Since he didn't have any high-end storage magic weapons that could be stacked in space, Muchen simply wrapped these storage magic weapons and hung them around his waist.
"Get out of this damn place first!"
Muchen walked out of the cave and returned to the cave he dug in the mountain.
He took the lead to take a look at the stored magic weapons of the wild cultivators and small sect monks.
There isn't anything good in it, but the items belonging to so many people add up to some value.
When he looked at the black-robed monk and the others, he felt happy.
These people still have quite a lot of stuff.
There are thousands of spiritual stones alone.
What concerned Muchen the most was the technique that used puppets to stand in for death.
After searching for a while, he finally found it.
It's a jade slip. It looks very new. It must have been just a rubbing.
The name of this technique is simple and crude, called "Substitute Death Technique".
It records the method of practicing the technique of substitute death, and to perform this secret technique requires the use of some precious materials to create a substitute death puppet.