The Romance of the Immortal Cauldron

After Matthew was tied up, Haizi walked up to him expressionlessly.

Patting the storage bag, a bloody sword appeared in his hand.

Without any unnecessary movement, he raised his sword and stabbed it into Matthew's body.

Suddenly, Matthew couldn't help but let out a scream.

He found that his blood essence was being rapidly absorbed by the bloody sword.

With the speed at which the sword absorbs, he will be reduced to a withered skeleton in less than a moment and a half.

At this critical moment, the ring on Matthew's wrist flashed, and an illusory hand appeared.

A gentle breeze blew up with this hand.

Haizi's expression changed, and just as he was about to retreat, he was hit by the gentle breeze.

Suddenly, a strong wind emerged from Haizi's body and trapped him.

Matthew moved his body backward and pulled the sword out of his body.

The illusory big hand touched him again, and the four chains that trapped him broke.

"How long can I be sleepy?" Matthew asked quickly after getting out of trouble.

"One stick of incense at most." Master Lingzun responded.

Hearing this, Matthew grabbed the clothes on the ground, and with a flash of green light, the robe was put on him.

Then, without any pause, Matthew rushed straight towards the damaged wooden door.

The arches and pillars outside had already been destroyed by Haizi, which saved Matthew a lot of time.

Now Matthew's speed has reached its extreme. If the passage was not too wide, he would have wanted to call out the Ruyi Bone.

Coming to the previous fork in the road, Matthew rushed directly to the right.

He knew that if he did this, Haizi would definitely catch up, but now he could only choose this side.

The passage on the right was very dark, and Matthew couldn't care less.

When he came to a crossroads, his body suddenly stopped.

Then, an illusory big hand appeared again in the ring on his wrist.

With a gentle wave of his big hand, four soft winds appeared in the four forks.

This is what Master Lingzun just reminded him, leaving a backup here, the four forks in the road can delay Haizi's pursuit again.

After looking at all four forked roads, Matthew chose one at random and walked in.

When he approached the fork in the road, the illusory hand wrapped him up, but there was no danger of being affected by Roufeng.

Shortly after Matthew left, Haizi appeared in the middle of the fork in the road with a gloomy face.

After he took the opposite path to Matthew's, he was instantly entangled in Roufeng again.

This soft wind was extremely strange. No matter how hard Haizi struggled, he could not stop it.

"What kind of treasure is the ring in that kid's hand? The magical power he releases is so powerful." Haizi, who was trapped in the soft wind, said to himself with a gloomy face.

He would never have dreamed that what Matthew was holding was not a magic weapon, but a ray of soul of a god-transformation monk hidden inside.

There was a blue light curtain at the end of the passage Matthew chose.

Before entering the light curtain, Master Lingzun left three soft winds near the light curtain.

The wind is formless and colorless. Even if Haizi knew it, it would be impossible to avoid it.

"How long can we hold on?" Matthew asked with concern after he was teleported into a room through the light curtain.

He noticed that when the Master Spirit Master left three soft winds near the light curtain, the illusory big hand had become very thin. It must have been the continuous casting of spells that consumed a huge amount of its soul power.

"I'm fine, I can release five more soft winds." Master Lingzun said in a weak voice.

"Thank you for your hard work, I will find a safe place as soon as possible." Matthew said quickly.

Through the topographic map in his mind, he knew that he was still in a side hall.

This side hall is located east and west from the previous side hall.

There are no white spots in this side hall, which means that the treasures here have been taken away long ago.

Matthew is not in the mood to hunt for treasure now, he just wants to find a safe place to hide.

When Matthew wanted to hide, the inner hall was extremely lively.

A dozen monks in black robes were standing in the inner hall at the moment. They had no interest in the treasures around the inner hall.

Every pair of eyes was fixed on a stone platform in the center of the inner hall.

This stone platform exudes a dazzling golden light, making it impossible to see its specific appearance.

Around the stone platform, there are four thick pillars standing.

The four pillars are all different in color, namely gold, cyan, yellow and white.

Among the men in black robes, a burly man looked at the four pillars and said, "Let's get started. It's only about a month until the end of Sunset Palace."

After he finished speaking, four men in black robes came out behind him.

After the four people came to the four pillars, they patted the storage bag and four bloody balls appeared.

The four people performed the same technique at the same time, and the blood balls began to grow in size little by little, and began to twist violently.

Looking at it like this, it seems like something is trying to come out of the blood cell.

As the techniques in the hands of the four people continued to change, the distortion of the blood cells became larger and larger.

"Others, be on alert. If anyone breaks in, shoot and kill them!" the burly black-robed man ordered coldly.

This burly man in black robe is obviously the leader of these people, and he has the highest cultivation level, having reached the late Nascent Soul stage.

No one had any objection to what he said.

After he finished speaking, the remaining people dispersed and lurked throughout the inner hall.

If Matthew were here, he would definitely recognize one of the short, fat men.

This person is none other than Long Aotian.

After a moment, a bloody hand suddenly appeared from one of the blood balls, and then, a head with a single horn emerged from the blood ball.

This head is extremely terrifying, as if it crawled out of the Nine Netherlands.

When the monster's entire body came out of the blood ball, it opened its mouth and swallowed the broken blood ball.

Suddenly, the monster exuded a strong smell of blood.

Then, the same monster emerged from the other three blood cells.

"Welcome Lord Gorefiend!"

After all four monsters appeared, the burly man knelt down on one knee and shouted loudly.

"Welcome Lord Gorefiend!"

Then, the rest of the men in black robes all knelt down and echoed.

After hearing the sound, one of the monsters turned its blood-red eyes slightly and said in an extremely ugly voice: "It took so many monks to sacrifice before summoning the four clones of me. What do you want to do?"

"I want to trouble Lord Blood Demon to destroy these four spiritual pillars." The burly man said respectfully.

"Because you have contributed so many monks, I will take action once. However, if you ask me for help next time, the number of monks will be doubled." The monster glanced at the four pillars and stretched out a long He licked his lips and said.

After listening to the blood demon's words, a wry smile appeared on the face of the burly man hidden under his black robe.

I thought to myself: "In order to summon the four of you, I have offended all the monks in the Sea of ​​Prisoners. I have also been hunted by the Temple of Slaughter for so long."

He thought so in his heart, but on the surface, this person still behaved extremely respectfully.