Man is in the midst of the mysteries of the spirit, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

"Brother Yun, I have something important to tell you. Please follow me."

'Is it inconvenient to explain in front of others?'

Looking at his attitude, Yun Wuhen guessed in his heart: "Or is it related to someone in the team?"

Suddenly, a strange sense of alertness flashed through Yun Wuhen's mind.

"Why do I feel like something is wrong?"

Yun Wuhen looked around and felt that everything was normal. The Blood Demon in front of him seemed particularly friendly, like his own brother.

"Brother Yun, follow me."

At the urging of the Blood Demon, the two temporarily left the sight of others and came to a higher place a little further away.

Yun Wuhen asked, "Brother Xue, what's the matter?"

The Blood Demon said mysteriously, "Do you feel that Brother An has become a little strange since he climbed this staircase?"

Yun Wuhen frowned and fell into deep thought.

"It seems that he has become quieter, and his eyes are a little..."

The blood demon came closer, an evil scarlet flashed in his eyes, the air around him began to distort, and faint red shadows squirmed out, like human figures. The surface of the blood shadows was extremely sticky, and drops of plasma dripped onto the ground.

They surrounded the two people silently, but Yun Wuhen knew nothing about it.

'The so-called Master Wuhen is nothing more than this.'

A surge of joy and contempt surged in the blood demon's heart, and his eyes became more greedy: "Your jade piece is mine!"

He already regarded Yun Wuhen's life as something in his pocket.

'Next, it's Lin Shan and Chen Xiaoya...'

The blood demon stretched out his slender tongue and licked his lips lightly, with desire surging in his heart.

"You are a very lucky man, and I am lucky enough to have them. Before they die, I can enjoy them for a while."

As for Gu Qiutong, he couldn't muster much interest in her.

"And that Anle..."

Thinking of this person, the Blood Demon felt heavy-hearted. It was obvious that the other party was also kept in the dark and knew nothing.

But for some reason, the Blood Demon felt vaguely uneasy, as if he had already seen through everything and had a feeling of being unfathomable.

"That guy is a bit tricky."

Suppressing the distracting thoughts in his mind, the Blood Demon continued with his original plan and whispered in Yun Wuhen's ear.

"I suspect that Fellow Daoist An... has been replaced!"

Hearing this, Yun Wuhen was shocked, and this short moment became a flaw in his mind.

A beam of blood light burst out from the blood demon's eyes and went straight to Yun Wuhen's eyebrows.

Suddenly, a figure in red appeared vaguely, and he stretched out his slender white hand and lightly caught the blood.

"what?"

The blood demon's expression suddenly changed and his eyes widened.

Before he could even look back, a fist as strong as a hammer came whistling towards him with a strong wind.

With a "bang", this huge head exploded.

Pink, red and white splashed everywhere.

Chapter 146: Senluo Soul Ceremony

After smashing the blood demon's head with a punch, Anle did not stop. Instead, he pushed the blood and qi in his body even more violently.

The joints of the bones crackled, making a sound like fried beans, as if hundreds of steel bars were colliding with each other, and it also sounded like the sound of a dragon's roar.

His whole body suddenly grew taller, and the speed of blood circulation in his body increased steadily, comparable to a river bursting its banks, the sky collapsing and the earth sinking. It could not be compared to the operation of a hundred thousand magnetic fields!

Then, the powerful iron fist was swung out like a torrential rain.

When Anle exerted his full strength, his hands almost turned into a shadow as he punched.

The shadow was like an angry ancient monster, devouring the blood demon's body completely.

Muscles, bones, internal organs... were crushed into blood foam by extreme violence and then evaporated under the extremely high temperature.

However, the blood demon is not dead yet.

A distorted face emerged from a pool of dirty blood on the ground, and roared angrily: "How is this possible!"

"When did you see it?"

"Dead people don't need to know that much."

Anle smiled coldly.

The energy and blood in his body suddenly spread out, the temperature around him rose again, the air was slightly distorted, and black marks appeared on the jade-like steps.

Under such high temperature, large blisters and burns appeared on the blood demon's exploded body.

At this time, Yun Wuhen finally woke up.

"This is……"

He looked at Anle beside him and the blood shadow that surrounded him with a bit of confusion.

Yun Wuhen woke up instantly: "Six! There are only six of us, and the extra one is..."

He realized that his memory seemed to have been tampered with, and an experience related to the "Blood Demon" was added out of thin air.

Now think about it, this memory is full of mistakes and omissions, and many parts are nonsense, but just now, I actually believed in it!

Yun Wuhen first looked at Anle with gratitude, knowing that he had been blessed with his life-saving grace, and then questioned the Blood Demon.

"Blood Demon, why do you want to kill me?"

At this time, the Blood Demon no longer had a complete physical body, only scattered blood remained. He did not look like a human cultivator at all, but more like a monster.

"Hehehe... I kill you, what does it have to do with you?"

The blood demon laughed shrilly and sharp, with a hint of madness.

"Friend Yun, he is no longer a human being. There is no need to say so much."

"You hold him down, and I'll kill him."

Anle glanced at Yun Wuhen.

"not human……"

Yun Wuhen noticed something and immediately understood.

The white mist spread silently and turned into a large net. It seemed soft but was actually tenacious, covering all the blood shadows nearby and preventing them from escaping.

Yun Wuhen has never been weak, but he has rarely had the opportunity to demonstrate his true strength.

The next move he makes is extraordinary.

No matter how hard the Blood Demon struggled, the cloud did not move at all.

Water is both the hardest and the softest thing.

Clouds are a form of water, with similar properties and are unpredictable.

The controlled blood demon did not give up struggling. The blood stains on the ground began to slowly wriggle, forming overlapping spells.

Those spells actually have many similarities with the ancient characters used by the Luohun Sect!

"The souls of the people are worshipped as a sacrifice to the ancestral gods..."

A strange and ancient language uttered from the blood demon's mouth.

Each syllable was very different from existing words and sounded like the roar of an unknown monster, but Anle could understand the meaning of the words.

This seems to be a prayer from a sacrificial ceremony.

As he began to chant, the spell formed by the stained blood on the ground twisted violently, as if there were millions of dark red ants crawling on the ground.

Gradually, the entire towering altar began to tremble.

Several cobweb-like cracks spread out from the stairs below.

Whether it was Gu Qiutong and others nearby, or the many monks under the altar, they could not help but exclaim.

"what happens?"

"Has the altar been activated?!"

"When did that blood demon just now sneak in?"

Like Yun Wuhen, Chen Xiaoya and the others suddenly woke up in this shocking change, and their faces became extremely ugly.

They were all deceived!

Gu Qiutong looked towards the place where the clouds were diffused not far away. The Immortal Gu beside her continued to emit strong emotions of fear, but she gritted her teeth and still rushed in that direction.

Seeing this, the others also made similar actions.

At the same time, a question popped up in their minds at the same time.

The Blood Demon is obviously a human cultivator. It would be fine if he just wanted to seize the jade piece out of greed, but why does he master the secret technique to activate this altar?

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Within the range covered by clouds.

The blood shadow seemed to be running wild, expanding outwards recklessly, trying to tear apart this net that was larger than the white clouds.

Gritting his teeth, Yun Wuhen frantically mobilized his spiritual power, thinking about the same question in his mind.

According to the rumors he had heard, although the Blood Demon was a demon cultivator who targeted other cultivators who possessed jade pieces and was vicious and sinister, he was still a human being after all.

But after seeing him today, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a "monster" and a "demon".

Not to mention, the other party seems to be involved with the Luohun Sect.

Yun Wuhen suddenly had an idea and guessed a possibility.

"Could it be that the Blood Demon...has joined the remaining evil spirits of the Luohun Sect?"

Yun Wuhen took a deep breath and turned to look at Anle, whose face was covered by ghost armor.

'Did he even anticipate this?'

Carefully recalling the previous situation, Yun Wuhen realized that the Ghost-faced Man had remained sober from beginning to end, as if he was not affected by the Blood Demon's strange methods, and was unusually calm.

In his eyes, Anle's image became increasingly unfathomable.

He wanted to learn this superb divine power, but found out... he couldn't learn it at all!

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the other side.

Anle doesn't have time to care about what others think.

He turned his palm into a sword, and the ghost armor changed as he wished, bringing out bursts of sharp screams, and slashed at the face of the blood demon that kept emerging from the dirty blood.

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The blood demon's face was split into two, but in the blink of an eye more faces emerged.

Some of them were chanting ancient spells, while the rest were staring at the two with resentful eyes.

"Give up the struggle!"

"The Senluo Soul Ceremony has been activated. You are all dead!"

The Blood Demon's man laughed wildly and looked very proud.

"Mr. Wuhen, Mr. Ghost-faced Man, you two are all going to die here! At the hands of a demon cultivator whom you all look down upon!"

When he thought of this, the pores on the rest of his skin seemed to open up comfortably.

Yun Wuhen couldn't help but ask.

"I have never offended you, so why do you hold such a grudge against me?"