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The piercing cold wind blew through.

The wind was mixed with goose feathers of snow.

In the distance, the dense trees swayed violently in the wind.

In the dark night sky, the full moon hanging high gradually became a little dim.

Under the gradually darkening moonlight, dozens of demons with ferocious faces looked up to the sky frantically.

There was no grass on the ground in front of them.

Strange and unpredictable blood-colored patterns crisscrossed each other, as if combined into a weird formation.

night sky.

In the halo of the full moon, faint traces of extremely imperceptible blood energy were slowly gathered together from all directions.

A strange blood moon slowly appeared...

Swish!

A blood-colored moonlight fell straight down, shining directly on the strange formation on the ground.

sizzle...

As if a bowl of water had fallen on the surface of a scalding furnace, blood mists rose from the ground where the strange formation was depicted.

It was just two or three breaths, and the blood mist became more and more dense.

Line of sight is almost impenetrable.

The surrounding cold wind whistled, but the thick blood mist seemed to be solid, and it was not affected at all.

The pungent blood permeated the surroundings, and the rich blood began to escape...

Wherever they passed, the ice and snow melted, and life was cut off.

Suddenly, a powerful aura swept away like a gust of wind.

The blood-colored fog began to gather.

The demons saw all this in their eyes, and their expressions became more and more frenzied and excited!

A hoarse laughter sounded from the blood mist that gradually gathered.

"Hehehehe..."

The blood-colored fog first converged into a hideous bloody face.

Immediately afterwards, it changed into a human form again.

He couldn't see his face clearly, and there was a layer of blood mist all over his body.

At the moment when this bloody blurry figure appeared.

All the demons present suddenly felt that the surrounding air suddenly dropped extremely!

You know, although it is already the cold winter season.

At this time, the sky was also falling down with goose feathers and heavy snow, and the cold wind was howling.

But!

They are monsters!

Such weather is nothing to them at all.

But now, all of them suddenly felt a coldness all over their body, and their whole body trembled uncontrollably!

All the demons were horrified and shocked!

They naturally understand where this chill is coming from!

Unexpectedly, this Netherworld Gorefiend predecessor is actually much stronger than thousands of years ago!

Now it's just the leaked breath, it's so terrifying!

It was actually able to make them feel the chill!

After suppressing the horror in their hearts, all the demons shouted in unison:

"We will meet the Netherworld Gorefiend senior!"

"Hehehehe, thousands of years, thousands of years!"

Netherworld Gorefiend sneered at the sky: "Tonight, this seat is back!"

...

On Qingfeng Mountain.

Su Yu felt something, and stepped out of the house.

Look up at the night sky.

"Evil was born?"

The blood moon hangs high in the sky, filled with evil spirits.

Obviously, some powerful demon has come to the world.

"The storm is coming!"

Su Yu thought to himself.

At the moment when the blood moon appeared, he felt that the power of the seal of heaven and earth was reduced a lot in an instant.

As early as decades ago, Su Yu knew that there were suspected immortal cultivators outside this world who were above the martial arts of this world.

The power of sealing in this world seems to be not only sealing the demons, but also isolating the practitioners from the outside world.

The power of the seal is getting weaker and weaker now, which not only means that there will be more powerful monsters breaking the seal, but also that those powerful unknown practitioners from the outside world may also set foot here at any time!

Thinking of this, Su Yu had a plan in his mind.

Under the condition that it is not yet clear whether the enemy is friend or foe.

The only choice is to improve your own strength as much as possible.

...

In the dark hall, many demons gathered together.

To celebrate the reappearance of the Nether Gorefiend.

A long time ago, the demons were already ready to meet them.

At this moment in the hall, fresh food has already been prepared.

The pungent smell of blood filled the hall.

All the demons were feasting and laughing excitedly.

Obviously very happy.

As they spoke, their faces showed incomparably excited expressions of excitement.

All eyes were focused on the Netherworld Gorefiend Ancestor sitting in the center of the hall.

"The ancestors are on top, the younger generation respects you an old cup!"

"Not bad, the younger generation also toasts you with an old cup!"

"It's still down!"

In the voice of the voice, a famous demon stood up, with a respectful look on his face, raised the blood cup in his hand and gulped it down.

The same is true of the Nether Gorefiend. After drinking all the blood, he smacks his mouth and sneers again and again.

"Hahaha, I haven't tasted such beauty in a long time..."

Suddenly, halfway through the words, the Netherworld Gorefiend stopped abruptly.

"The quality of these blood is too bad. There are not some so-called martial arts experts in this world, why don't you go and bleed?"

The Netherworld Gorefiend spoke lightly, showing some dissatisfaction with the blood in his hands.

As a Gorefiend, he is naturally extremely sensitive to blood.

There is a big difference between the blood of warriors in this world and the blood of mortals.

At the same time, the blood of top warriors is different from that of low-level warriors.

Although the blood in the cup is not a mortal, it is a warrior.

But judging from the taste of the blood, the cultivation realm of these warriors is obviously not too high.

At this time, a demon suddenly said: "The ancestor is on top, you must be the master of us!"

The voice fell, and the rest of the demons followed suit.

"Not bad, all these years, the juniors have been worried all day long, for fear that they will be killed if they are not careful, hey..."

"Isn't it true, we have suffered so much in such a tense day."

"The ancestor is above, the reason for this is that there are several peerless powerhouses among those warriors!"

"Hahaha, but, since the ancestors are out of the customs today, our good days are coming!"

'It is very true, the ancestors are invincible in the world, unparalleled in the world, what Shaolin monks, and six Xuanjian saints are all just ants, not worth mentioning, hahahaha! ’

"Um?"

The Netherworld Gorefiend looked at the three demon beasts and asked, "What's going on?"

The three demon blood hurriedly stood up and respectfully recounted the major events that have happened in the world in recent years.

Among them, the main ones are the mysterious holy monk who was once short-lived in Shaolin Temple, and the mysterious powerhouse in Liuxuanmen who is suspected of being a cultivator.

"Reporting to the ancestors, that's what happened."

After the three demon blood said, they returned to their seats.

Netherworld Gorefiend nodded slightly.

"The mysterious holy monk of Shaolin Temple, the mysterious swordsman of Liuxuanmen?"

Netherworld Gorefiend said lightly, "If it is true, then these two must have obtained some great opportunity, then I really want to see how much skill these two have."

...

The Shaolin Temple has a long heritage and is a famous martial arts school today.

In recent years, there have been many eminent monks and talents.

Since the great changes in the world, the martial arts powerhouse is no longer a legend.

Several eminent monks in Shaolin Temple have already taken that step and become real holy monks!

The Martial Saint powerhouse represents the pinnacle of martial arts.

Even in this age when Wu Sheng is no longer a distant legend, it is not easy for ordinary warriors to take this step.

Not to mention the Martial Saint, but the Semi Saint.

If it is not amazing, talented, and intelligent, it is impossible to reach.

Practicing martial arts is not an easy task.

It requires not only perseverance, but sometimes both exercises and opportunities are indispensable.

Throughout today's martial arts, all countries and factions, among the major forces.

The appearance of the Martial Saint powerhouse is only rare, not many.

Once a force appears to be in charge of the Martial Saint, it means that it has become the top superpower in the world!

Today's Shaolin is such a behemoth.

In the martial arts, there is a one-of-a-kind existence!

Even in this era of chaos and strife, the Shaolin Temple and the surrounding villages are as peaceful as a paradise.

This is the place that the gangsters and robbers, the evil sects and demons dare not touch at all.

Today, however, things are a little different.

Early in the morning, the rising sun soon rose.

The weather is sunny, although the snow on the ground is still thick, but the sun can still feel a little warm when the sun shines on people.

In the Shaolin Temple, a monk who had been up early for a long time was cleaning the snow on the roads and mountain roads in the temple with a big broom.

And suddenly, at this time.

Mutation prominence!

I saw that the sky that was originally clear and bright suddenly became dark.

"Um?!"

"Why did the sky suddenly turn dark!"

"How is this going!"

"No, it's not that the sky has turned dark, but the sky over our Shaolin Temple has turned grey!"

"Huh?! Really!"

"The sky in the distance is still clear, so why is the sky above my Shaolin Temple so weird!"

"It's weird, go and inform Master Abbot!"

A young monk turned pale in shock and stopped his movements one after another.

There was a look of incomparable astonishment in their eyes.

I saw that at this moment, the sky above the Shaolin Temple seemed to condense a gray cloud of blood.

This kind of situation is so strange that it has never happened before.

The monks rushed towards the mountain gate one by one.

Dare not to delay for a moment.

at the same time.

clang clang ~

The sound of bronze bells also resounded from the Shaolin Temple.

However, at this time.

Outside the mountain gate.

Realizing that something was wrong, the monks who swept the floor hadn't waited for them to run far, and behind them, there was a sound of Jie Jie laughter.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie!"

Strange laughter.

Afterimages that are difficult to catch with the naked eye suddenly appeared.

Almost in the blink of an eye.

The afterimages had already come behind them.

After the afterimage shows its body shape, it does not look like a human being!

It's a monster with a ferocious look!

Most of these monks sweeping the ground outside the mountain gate were young monks.

The oldest of them is in their 30s.

Where have they seen such a terrifying monster.

After seeing the faces of these Zhang Ning demons, a few timid little monks instantly fainted from fright.

Although the remaining few did not faint, their legs were shaking with fright, their faces were pale, and there was no blood at all!

The few monks who had not fainted forced themselves to calm down.

Suddenly, a monk looked at a demon in front of him and said tremblingly, "You...you, you are demons!"

"Jie Jie Jie Jie, you're right."

The hideous monster laughed, revealing long fangs.

Incredibly infiltrating.

"Then as a reward for answering correctly, I will reward you for going to see your Buddha!"

The moment the voice fell, the demon raised its claws.

The sharp pitch-black nails were like sharp knives, and they grabbed the little monk in front of him at a very fast speed!

"what!"

"don't want!"

The little monk only came to let out a scream, and then there was no movement.

Those five long, sharp nails were already deeply inserted into his head at this moment!

The blood slowly flowed out, and the little monk's eyes stared at the boss!

"what!"

"I don't want to die!"

A few more screams came, and the rest of the monks were also poisoned.

Immediately afterwards, a famous demon opened his mouth and took a sharp breath.

Within a few breaths, the little monk's body quickly withered.

Soon they turned into shriveled corpses, skin and bones!

Flesh and essence have already been absorbed!

"Delicious!"

"Jie Jie Jie Jie, it's been a long time since I let go of my hands and feet and ate a lot!"

A famous demon was very intoxicated and laughed again and again.

"The daring monster came to my Shaolin Temple to hurt people wantonly!"

At this time, a loud voice came.

Immediately afterwards, there were chaotic footsteps from the Shaolin Temple.

A famous warrior monk holding a club quickly gathered from the Shaolin Temple towards this side.

Pieces of blood clouds shrouded the entire Shaolin Temple, so even if these sweeping monks did not come and report, they still aroused the idea of ​​​​the monks in the temple.

Different from these sweeping monks, the first chairpersons of the halls in the temple have much richer experience.

It was quickly determined that this was not done by human beings, but by demons!

Therefore, I did not dare to delay in the slightest.

The bronze bell rang, and all the monks were summoned to come.

"Monster devil, die!"

The speaker was an old monk in a cassock, with white beard and hair and wrinkles, but his eyes were still bright.

This is the first of the Bodhidharma Hall, the great master!

After seeing the floor-sweeping monks who were sucked into skin and bones, Grand Master Mo was instantly furious, shouted loudly, his eyes widened in anger, and he ran his true essence.

No nonsense, the figure suddenly violent.

He raised his palms and slapped the demon head fiercely!

At this moment, his palms whirled.

A faint golden light flashed in the palm of his hand.

This is a unique skill in Shaolin Temple!

Mighty Vajra Palm!

As the head of the Bodhidharma Hall, he is now nearly three hundred years old.

In a short time, his cultivation base has already reached the realm of Martial Saint.

It is one of the three holy monks of Shaolin today, and the Taishan Beidou level exists in the martial arts.

As for this monster, he had also fought against it decades ago. Although it was powerful, it was not invincible.

What's more, he was only a semi-sacred at that time, not the sacred realm of martial arts like today.

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