Many children, many blessings; a stunningly beautiful wife is given to you right from the start.

"Don't kill me! I'm an inner disciple of the Myriad Souls Sect! My uncle is an elder!"

puff!

A black sword flashed, a head flew off, and a column of blood sprayed two meters high.

"Help! Why isn't my Soul-Bearing Banner working properly?!"

Click!

The man and the banner were cleaved in two, their entrails spilling all over the ground.

"They have no souls! They are monsters!"

puff!puff!puff!

The three thousand Asuras of the Prison were like merciless harvesters; with each swing of their blades, they would inevitably take a head.

Asuras are tireless and feel no pain.

A Golden Core stage disciple of the Myriad Souls Sect was driven to a dead end. His eyes turned bloodshot, and he directly detonated his Golden Core.

boom!

The violent shockwave blasted the three nearest Asuras into pieces.

"They're dead! They're all dead!"

The few disciples who had miraculously survived were overjoyed.

But the next second, the ecstasy on their faces froze completely.

Thick black energy surged from the severed limbs of the three blasted Asuras.

Black energy surged, and limbs began to reassemble.

In the blink of an eye, the three Asuras stood unharmed in place, the crimson flames in their eye sockets flickering, and they raised their battle swords once more.

"Immortal and indestructible?!"

"That's impossible!"

"Monsters! These are all monsters!"

The psychological defenses of the Wanhun Sect disciples completely collapsed.

How can we fight a group of ruthless, seemingly invincible monsters?!

The one-sided massacre continued in mid-air, with severed limbs falling like rain.

Less than half an incense stick's time.

Over a thousand disciples of the Myriad Souls Sect, along with the Nascent Soul stage deacon, were slaughtered.

Under the leadership of their commander, the three thousand Hell-Suppressing Asuras landed in perfect unison and re-formed their ranks on the cliff.

There was no cheering, no panting.

Only the flickering crimson flame beneath the mask and the suffocating, chilling aura remained.

You Ruo stared at the undead legion, her eyes almost overflowing with fanaticism.

thump!

She knelt down on one knee.

"The ancestral master is truly awe-inspiring!"

Luo Xue stood to the side, looking at the corpses scattered on the ground, then glanced at Lin Mo, who stood with his hands behind his back, and bit her lip tightly.

A deacon at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, with over a thousand elite disciples.

They were all wiped out like chickens being slaughtered.

Lin Mo didn't even move a finger.

Get up.

Lin Mo raised his hand and made a thought.

The void rift opened again.

The three thousand Asuras turned and stepped inside, disappearing from sight.

Lin Mo clutched the military tally, his heart filled with joy.

The three Asuras who were just blown up were resurrected, and the military talisman only took away a trace of their chaotic true essence.

The cost of reviving is very low.

This means that as long as he has enough true essence, he can resurrect these heaven-defying Prison Suppressing Asuras indefinitely.

Therefore, it seems I still need to hurry up and improve my cultivation.

The higher his cultivation level, the more Prison Suppressing Asuras he can summon!

Lin Mo turned his head and looked intently at Luo Xue.

Although Luo Xue has already received the reward of five thousand years of cultivation, her top-quality physique still has enormous potential for development.

Luo Xue felt uncomfortable under Lin Mo's gaze, so she took a half step back and clutched her wide outer robe with both hands.

"What are you looking at?"

"Cough, it's nothing, I just thought you were pretty."

Lin Mo touched his nose and turned to look at You Ruo.

"You Ruo, how much do you know about what's going on inside?"

Lin Mo pointed to the depths of the Blood Demon Sect.

You Ruo shook her head.

"Since Master died...since Master disappeared, this place has been occupied by the Ten Thousand Souls Sect, and it has become a place of sorrow for me. I rarely come here."

Lin Mo nodded upon hearing this.

In other words, the specific details inside are unclear.

"Let's go in and take a look."

He turned and walked down the cliffside path.

You Ruo quickly followed.

Luo Xue sighed and followed behind.

As soon as we stepped into the depths of the ruins.

The stench of blood in the air was replaced by a putrid, deathly aura.

The once magnificent Blood Demon Sect mountain gate is now reduced to a broken stone tablet, leaning precariously in the soil.

The wide white jade steps were covered with cracks, and dark red weeds grew in the gaps.

The palaces on both sides were mostly collapsed, and there were terrifying pits and charred marks everywhere.

"This used to be the training ground for outer sect disciples..."

You Ruo pointed to the huge plaza in front of her, her voice hoarse.

In the center of the square, there once stood a blood demon statue that was a hundred feet tall.

It was cut in half at this moment.

The statue's head rolled to the corner, covered with insulting graffiti.

"The Ten Thousand Souls Sect was here."

"The Xuanming Sect has visited this place twice."

"Blood Demon Old Dog, your infamy will last for eternity."

Luo Xue stared at the head, her body trembling.

That was a statue of her master that she had carved herself years ago.

Now it is being trampled on like this.

"Those beasts from the Ten Thousand Souls Sect!"

You Ruo clenched her fists so tightly that they cracked, her nails digging into her palms, and blood dripped from between her fingers.

Lin Mo stopped and turned to look at the two women.

You Ruo lowered her head, while Luo Xue turned her face away.

Lin Mo raised his hand and patted You Ruo on the shoulder.

"Remember our rule: blood for blood."

"They will make them pay tenfold, a hundredfold, for how they destroyed this place back then."

"This sea of ​​blood is the graveyard of them all."

You Ruo suddenly looked up.

"The disciples will all obey the Grandmaster!"

"Let's go and take another look inside."

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Just then, a violent tremor suddenly came from deep within the ruins.

Lin Mo pricked up his ears.

"What's going on inside? Are they doing infrastructure construction?"

Lin Mo quickened his pace and led the two women deeper into the ruins.

The further you go in, the more bleak the surrounding scenery becomes.

The Blood Crystal Palace, the core foundation of the Blood Demon Sect, has now become a huge sinkhole.

At the bottom of the sinkhole, faint red light and the clanging sound of iron chains could be heard.

"Um?"

Lin Mo raised an eyebrow, walked to the edge of the sinkhole, and looked down.

At the bottom of the sinkhole, there was a vast, crisscrossing mining area.

In the mining area, there were hundreds of ragged, emaciated monks.

Wearing heavy shackles, he was struggling to dig out the blood-red crystals from the rock wall under the overseer's whip.

These cultivators all had withered faces, lifeless eyes, and bodies covered with deep, bone-revealing whip marks.

"Hurry up and dig! You bunch of useless trash!"

"If we don't meet our targets today, I'll throw you all into the Ten Thousand Souls Banner and burn you as sky lanterns!"

Several overseers dressed in the robes of the Ten Thousand Souls Sect brandished barbed bone whips, lashing out at the cultivators who were slower to react.

Each lash of the whip tore off a piece of flesh and blood.

"That is..."

You Ruo stared intently at the shackled cultivator below.

When she saw the faces of some of them clearly, she felt as if she had been struck by lightning.

"Uncle-Master Zhang... Elder Li..."

Luo Xue also quickly walked to the edge.

Upon seeing the scene below, her red pupils constricted sharply.

A violent killing intent erupted from his body in an instant.

"They're not dead!?"

"They were captured by the Myriad Souls Sect and used as slaves to extract blood crystals!"

Luo Xue gritted her teeth, her voice sounding as if it were squeezed out from the deepest hell.

When her sect was destroyed, she thought everyone had died in battle.

Unexpectedly, a group of former members survived, but they became slaves of the Ten Thousand Souls Sect, digging for blood crystals in the dark and dreary!

"Ten Thousand Souls Sect! I will tear you to pieces!"

You Ruo could no longer control her anger. The pressure of the peak of the Integration Stage erupted instantly, and she drew her dagger, ready to rush out and kill.

"etc."

Luo Xue grabbed You Ruo's arm and forcefully pulled her back.