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Chapter 284: Sweeping Monk, One-Move Kill
Seeing Ralph's angry look, the two vampires dared not delay any longer. The materials for the ritual were quickly collected.

Or this garden in the castle.

In a cleared space, twelve human slaves were tied to pillars, forming a circle.

Among these people, there were men and women, old and young. But without exception, their muscles were bulging and their aura was much stronger than that of ordinary people. They were obviously practitioners with outstanding martial arts skills. Two of them had even reached the level of Tiangui.

The blood realm is vast, and it contains not only demons but also human tribes.

There are even powerful humans who fight endlessly.

These practitioners were slaves captured by Ralph from these tribes.

They probably knew their fate, and now they glared at Ralph, and a few of the better-spirited ones cursed, but no sound came out, because their tongues and teeth had been pulled out, and when they opened their mouths, only a waterfall of blood flowed down their lips, looking quite miserable.

If it were usual.

Ralph and his bloodletters would be very interested in torturing these sacrificial slaves.

But now Ralph's trembling chest was burning with anger, and hatred was like a thick sore in his throat, stimulating his desire for bloodthirsty slaughter. He had no intention of venting his anger on these slaves who could not struggle or resist. He just gave orders in a cold voice, saying, "Kill them!"

The two bloodletters raised their swords and quickly beheaded the slaves one by one, and the heads rolled to the ground.

Hot, scarlet blood gushed out from the broken neck.

But it did not fall.

Instead, it turned into mist and dissipated.

I couldn't see what was going on inside, but I could feel a huge force, surging like a tide. The tiny blood droplets suspended in the air solidified under the pull of some force, turning into blood-colored runes. The runes flashed with light, and then exploded.

boom!
Accompanied by a flash of blood-red lightning.

The air wave was raised, and heads rolled on the ground. There was a whirring sound in the fortress, and the two vampires were also a little unstable. They had no choice but to use their strong arms to cover their faces, and only then did they manage to maintain their bodies.

When they lowered their arms again and regained their vision, Ralph's body had disappeared from their sight.

……

call!
The cold wind blew from the snow-capped mountains in the distant wilderness.

Even though the Skeleton was originally a lifeless Gobi desert, in Ralph's opinion, the scenery here is still a paradise compared to the Blood Realm.

Although he was furious, Ralph did not lose his mind. The Mythology Battlefield had not yet been completely opened, and every time he crossed over, he had to pay a huge price. Such an opportunity was hard-won for him, and he could not afford to waste it easily.

"What a trouble. I arrived early and can't display my full strength. If I go further south and run into those two guys, I'm afraid I'll just die in vain." Ralph gritted his teeth, hating his own lack of strength.

Fortunately, he had spent some time with Wu Chenghua before.

Ralph had some understanding of the distribution of power in the Jiang'e and Skull Plain areas.

He knew that the seven states of Jiang and E and the Tantric sects on the Skull Plain had been at war, and now as the situation developed, the three major Tantric sects had fallen into a disadvantage and were forced to defend.

“It would be a good idea to cooperate with the Tantric sect.” Ralph thought, “But which Tantric sect should I start with?”

"Forget it!" Ralph clapped his hands.

He doesn't know much about Tantra, so he might as well choose whichever one he comes across.

Ralph is called the "Blood Sacrifice Devil" and masters many unique rituals.

If there is someone in the present world who is willing to cooperate with him and spend a lot of resources, then Ralph may arrive in advance before the myth battlefield is fully opened.

He could spot the crack.

Then, other demons in the blood world can also intervene.

One step faster, one step faster, no time to waste. Ralph must take advantage of this rare opportunity and make arrangements in advance, so that he can take advantage of this opportunity to make a fortune. He looked around and simply identified the direction. Then he chose a position and lowered his head to rush forward.

The wind was howling, and the whole world seemed to be left behind by Ralph. At full speed, they quickly covered a distance of hundreds of kilometers.

A large, magnificent temple appeared in front of Ralph.

Hundred Buddha Temple!
Inside the tall dark red walls, hundreds of meters high golden Buddha statues stand out like hills, and there are also many towers, all of which are carved from pure white marble and decorated with gold, jade, colored glaze and precious agate.

In the bright sunlight, these dazzling gems also sparkle.

But Ralph could smell the lingering smell of blood beneath these sacred pagodas.

"I've finally come to the right place this time!" Ralph's mouth curled up. Although these lamas were wearing a religious cloak, Ralph thought that they were the same kind as himself and there was no difference.

Even in terms of the means of torturing people, compared to Ralph, a pure demon god, these lamas are even worse. At a glance, Ralph even felt a sense of amazement that this trip was worthwhile and that his eyes had been opened. "Hmm?" At this moment, Ralph raised his eyebrows slightly.

The Hundred Buddha Temple covers a vast area and is peaceful on the outside, but there is a lingering smell of blood coming from inside. And the smell of this blood is very fresh, as if a war or a massacre has just taken place.

Ralph was startled and thought, "Could it be that during the time I was unconscious, Jiang E's gang had already attacked us?"

"This is a wasted trip!"

But on second thought, Ralph felt something was wrong.

Because the outer walls of the temple are well preserved, there are no signs of war.

The peaceful Buddha light, the faint sound of ancient chanting, and the strong smell of blood coming from deep inside the temple made Ralph feel unusual. For a demon god, such a change certainly could not scare him. Instead, it made him more excited.

With almost no hesitation, Ralph stepped forward.

When they arrived at the inner courtyard of the Hundred Buddhas Temple, the ground here was sunken, and some buildings collapsed. Fires crackled in the collapsed temples, and thick smoke rose. There were corpses everywhere on the ground, lying in all directions, and some of them were crushed by the huge force and exploded directly like insects.

All kinds of blood and internal organs were flowing everywhere, and the place was filled with buzzing flies and insects.

"What on earth happened here? Why did so many people die?" Ralph was surprised at first, then excited.

Because those who fell here were all powerful practitioners.

There are many Tiangui among them, with abundant blood and energy, which is a great tonic for Ralph.

"These blood meals will be of great benefit to me." Ralph's mouth cracked, revealing dense fangs. In front of him was a physical cultivator of the Heavenly Strange Realm, whose body was well preserved, but whose fatal wound was in the forehead, pierced by a finger. His brain mixed with blood flowed out and gathered into a small pool on the ground.

Even though he had been dead for a while, his body was still plump, his blood was vigorous, and there was even a faint fragrance seeping out of his flesh and blood. This was a phenomenon that could only occur when the body was transformed and free of dust and dirt. For a demon god like Ralph, it was even more of a tonic.

Faced with such temptation, it is almost impossible to control one's desire.

Ralph howled, opening his mouth wide to swallow it all, but at this moment—

tread!
There were light footsteps suddenly appearing behind Ralph.

This shock was so great that Ralph suddenly recovered from the temptation.

My heart skipped a beat and there was an expression of incomprehensible surprise on my face.

"How is it possible!?" When he first stepped into the temple, he carefully checked the surroundings. After confirming that there was no danger and no other movement, he decided to move. But the footsteps just now sounded as if they were less than ten meters away from him.

What a weird thing!?

Ralph subconsciously tensed his muscles and turned around.

Behind him, in the sunlight, he saw an old monk wearing a patched grey robe and holding a broom in his hand. He raised his head and looked at him calmly.

"Amitabha!" The old monk bowed to him with one hand and said with a smile, "Donor, this is not the place for you to come."

His face was old, his muscles were flabby, and he looked like a monk without any trace of spiritual practice. He looked just like a servant. Even his monk's robes were full of patches and washed white. Only his eyes emitted a little light.

But how could an ordinary old monk appear behind him silently?

Is this some kind of weird story?

Ralph's thoughts raced, and a murderous intent gradually arose.

A demon god is naturally unruly. What's more, the one who came here is just a clone. In the worst case, it will just lose some power.

When Ralph thought of this, he snorted coldly, "This guy who plays tricks on others really doesn't know how to live or die!"

He flipped his palm and a flash of blood suddenly appeared.

There was a buzzing vibration in the air, and he was about to wave his hand and thrust forward.

But just as he raised his hand, the gray-robed monk suddenly disappeared and appeared in front of Ralph.

Ralph was startled, but there was nothing in front of him. The old monk was still standing there, holding a broom in one hand and the other on his chest, as if what Ralph saw just now was just an illusion.

"Damn it! How dare you play tricks on me!" Ralph was shocked and angry. He suddenly punched forward and smashed the monk in front of him into pieces.

But a feeling of weakness made him unable to use any strength.

Ralph looked down, his pupils trembling, and he suddenly saw that his chest was empty. All his internal organs had disappeared. Only a huge hole was left that was constantly bleeding, with sticky blood oozing out. He could directly see a golden pagoda at the end of the wide road behind him.

(End of this chapter)