Before the empress goes dark, adopt her as a villain

In a dark cave.

Dark and ferocious stone walls shrouded the square hall on all sides. Pure blood was steaming in the air, floating around, as bright red and moist as real substance.

The blood energy drifted past the person's ears, and a strange roar could be heard vaguely, which seemed to be the painful scream of the owner of the blood during his lifetime.

And in the center of the stone hall, there was a pool of blood measuring one foot square! Pure blood flows inside.

The color of the blood was so bright red, like the purest and flawless ruby, that in a daze one could not even feel cruelty and terror, but could only experience a sense of pure beauty.

Only when you move your eyes upward and see the thousands of human hearts hanging on it can you realize how much life has been poured into this pool of blood!

Every human heart is dripping blood continuously, and the runes of the formation faintly appear in the air, condensing the human blood into the purest blood essence.

This kind of blood essence has filtered out any impure breath. It is as pure as the true energy condensed by the monks rotating around the sky, but it carries more spiritual power.

But since it is blood, it comes from dead creatures.

No matter how pure the breath is, it cannot be concealed. The aura of death in it is so strong that it makes one's liver and gallbladder chill. However, this is the treasure that these demon cultivators enjoy as much as sugar.

Jiang Ren was wearing a red and white demon cultivator's brocade robe, and he was sitting cross-legged by the blood pool with several other demon cultivators from the Heart Devouring God Sect, absorbing the pure blood energy.

Devouring this pure blood, Jiang Ren's cultivation finally improved again, and at the same time, he gradually stabilized his collapsed Taoist heart.

The price is that he becomes more and more bloodthirsty, crazy, dark and evil in his heart.

Blood is addictive.

At this moment, a group of people suddenly broke into the stone hall, and the leader yelled curses as they walked.

"Damn it! Our branch in Maple Mountain was smashed!"

Hearing this person's voice, all the demon cultivators who were practicing were shocked. They quickly broke away from their trance, got up with a fearful expression, and bowed to the person.

This is a middle-aged man covered in white robes without a trace of color on his body. His face is white and beardless, and he is as gentle as jade.

It seemed out of place in this underground stone hall filled with the smell of blood and flickering red light.

All the cultivators hurriedly stepped forward and bowed to this person, including Jiang Ren: "Teacher."

Liu Fengshan, the leader of the Heart Swallowing God Sect, strode past and turned a blind eye, letting his seven or eight disciples bow down and wait for his words.

"Forget it if the key person is dead, my demon sword! My demon sword Xie Zang!"

"I told them to kill one or two monks to attract Confucian attention! How could they provoke a whole seven people! These losers!"

Liu Fengshan was furious and heartbroken.

That Demon Sword Xie Zang is a treasure! It was because he had obtained it that he was able to regain the Heart Devouring God Sect!

He originally wanted to send some people to lurk on Fengshan Mountain, which was close to Junzi Mountain, to trap and kill some Confucian monks, so that the Confucianists would turn their attention to the south.

So they can continue their secret plans here.

In order to ensure his fighting power, he even gave this Xie Zang to his own brother to ensure that he could kill the Confucian cultivator.

As a result, this was the first time he took action, and the demon sword Xie Zang was lost!

"Liu Fengchun, you idiot! It doesn't matter if you die, but you actually lost my demon sword!"

He scolded his own brother as if he were an unrelated stranger.

The other disciples of the Heart Devouring God Sect all kept their heads bowed and did not dare to express their anger.

Liu Fengshan cursed for a moment, then suddenly stopped, and the stone hall became quiet for a while.

But everyone still didn't dare to look up, and instead shivered even more.

He spoke again, but his voice was extremely calm and calm, as if the rage just now disappeared instantly:

"I heard that it was finally reported by a Confucian disciple named Ning Wuxie."

"I don't know why, but after he reported it, our branch was immediately removed."

"Fengshan is so big, how could Confucian find it so quickly... This person must be at the scene!"

Liu Fengshan reasoned thoughtfully, his eyes casually scanning the people in front of him, and suddenly noticed something.

"Li Ren, do you know this person?"

"No, I don't know him!" The person called Li Ren quickly bowed his head.

Liu Fengshan pondered for a while, looked Li Ren up and down, and then said:

"You're quite good. You've been teaching for half a month and you've already reached the middle stage of the Golden Elixir."

"It seems that you are quite suitable for practicing our Heart-Eating Divine Art. If you come here earlier, you will be the leader of this altar, and maybe the demon sword will not be lost..."

Li Ren raised his hands: "Thank you, Master, for your cultivation."

"On the contrary, it's you...Wang Jiaxing! After three months of joining the cult, you have absorbed the pure blood energy from my blood heart pool, but you still can't form an elixir!"

Liu Fengshan suddenly turned his eyes to another cultivator, with a fierce look on his face and gritted his teeth!

"Leaving you here is a waste of air and blood!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly flashed, leaving behind a scarlet shadow. The next second, he had teleported in front of everyone.

The cultivator standing in front of him, as soon as he heard his name, he wanted to look up in shock, and saw a devil's claw dyed blood red, reaching towards his chest from below!

He had no time to resist and could not resist. Just watching his heart being pulled out alive by Liu Fengshan, it was still beating strangely in his palm.

His body went limp and fell to the ground. Liu Fengshan turned around and threw his heart into the blood pool without even looking.

In mid-air, the heart no longer fell, but slowly rose, flying to the densely packed people's hearts above the blood pool, and automatically hung on a golden hook.

At this point, all the disciples in the stone hall still maintained their bowing posture and did not dare to raise their heads, even if blood splashed on their faces.

But Liu Fengshan's white robe was still spotless, as white as a wash, not a single blood spot could be seen.

The blood on Liu Fengshan's hand seeped into his skin, strangely as if it had been absorbed. When the last trace of blood disappeared between his nails, he couldn't help but raise his hand and lick it.

There was a happy expression on his face, and he finally said: "Forgive me."

The monks stood up straight, their expressions as expressionless as his.

"Li Ren, I leave this task to you. Retrieve the demon sword Xie Zang."

Liu Fengshan said as if casually.

"That Ning Wuxie's origin seems not simple. I don't care whether you kill him or not, just get the demon sword back to me."

"If you need anything, just tell me."

Jiang Ren, whose pseudonym was "Li Ren", changed his expression drastically and bowed deeply to Liu Fengshan's back:

"Disciples will fulfill their mission!"

"This Ning Wuxie's methods are indeed extraordinary. I need people, at least three Jindan realm cultivators, to ensure success!"

"Is he so powerful?!" As soon as Liu Fengshan finished speaking, he narrowed his eyebrows again and showed a strange smile, "You really know him, right?"

Jiang Ren was silent for a moment, not knowing how to answer.

He didn't want to expose his real name and put Li Luobing in trouble!

But in fact, he thought too much. As long as he didn't mention it at the same time as Li Luobing, 99% of the people in the world would not know who he was.

But Liu Fengshan still didn't make it difficult for him. He stopped asking questions and nodded:

"That's right, you go and choose the people."

"If you don't reach the level of sea transformation, it will be difficult to suppress the demon sword Xie Zang. You just need to keep an eye on him."

Jiang Ren accepted the order, turned and left.