This is the smell of human blood. Chu Cheng has been killed for a long time, how could he smell it wrong?
This bloody smell becomes thicker as these vampire bats continue to approach.
"Array up!"
Others didn't react much to the smell of blood at all, and they all used their magic weapons to cast spells and kill the bats.
Fireworks and spells hit the black clouds one after another, and a burning smell emerged instantly, but it still couldn't cover up the smell of blood.
With dozens of consecutive spells, the black cloud was suddenly washed away, and as large areas of bloody rain and broken meat were scattered, there was another sound of "dong-dong" hitting the ground.
Chu Cheng didn't do anything, these were all bats. Boxing is not as efficient as these monk spells.
His eyes fell on the pieces of flesh, and he saw round objects buried in the flesh of the bat.
"Human head..."
Under the firelight, Chu Cheng finally saw those things clearly. There were hundreds of them, and there was even blood flowing. They all died peacefully, not the fear of death that most people face before they die. Some of the heads even sported smiles.
Others also noticed it, and they were just waiting to clear out the bats before verifying the identities of the heads.
It took a quarter of an hour for everyone to clear out the vampire bats. Not one escapes.
Someone endured the mixed smell of human and bat blood and stepped forward to use a magic weapon to stir up the heads.
"Stained red by blood, it is impossible to see the appearance of these heads. Which of you fellow Taoists knows water spells?"
"I can!" Someone waved before speaking? Water flowed from all directions, washing away the large bloodstains on the ground.
Only then did everyone see clearly that these heads had turned white without any blood stains, but they were still a little red and could not be washed away.
"This is not the head of a monk in our group." Someone shouted softly.
Although the more than 300 monks recruited by Baiyun Villa have only met each of them once, for the monks, they can remember their general appearance in their hearts with just one glance.
"Besides me, are there any other monks here?" Someone asked in confusion.
"Perhaps, these are the lives that the Evil Flower Sect once killed here, leaving their heads behind. They were used as food by these bats."
"No." Someone shook his head, walked forward, bent down and reached out to touch the nearest head.
"There is still heat. It means the death time is very short. It seems that other people met the evil flower cult monks and killed them."
Chu Cheng remained silent and looked at the heads. The scars on the neck are very neat, as flat as paper, and the wounds are all the same.
The person who took action was a master of swordsmanship, and the speed of the sword was extremely fast, so fast that people had no time to react. That’s why the face after death is calm and even smiling.
Being able to do this, apart from being able to draw the sword quickly, there is another point, which is the gap between the cultivation levels.
"That person is definitely not Master Li. According to rumors, he used a knife."
Compared with swords, knives are less thin and thin. With one cut, it will never be so neat.
"Keep moving forward and take a look. Form your formation, but be careful."
Everyone continued to walk forward, and their backs fell into endless darkness.
In front, except for the fire that could only illuminate within five meters, it was still dark. Everyone moved around extremely cautiously, as if they saw an extremely terrifying monster in front of them, waiting for their arrival with a ferocious smile.
There is a little light in the darkness, move forward step by step.
Along the way, there were blood stains everywhere, and hundreds of headless corpses were seen at a crossroads intersection.
These hundred headless corpses can correspond to the hundred heads seen previously.
When everyone saw the red lotus knots embroidered on the clothes worn by these headless corpses, they suddenly started to scream again.
"These are members of the Evil Flower Sect. It seems that other people really anticipated these evil cultivators in advance and killed them."
Suddenly, there were footsteps not far away. This was not one footsteps, but dozens of them, coming from the road to the east.
When everyone heard these footsteps, their expressions changed. He quickly offered up his magic weapon.
When a figure came out holding a torch, he saw hundreds of corpses and thirty figures standing there, and his expression also changed.
"Zhang Tiemu, fellow Daoist Zhang?" After the man saw clearly one of the monks in Cheng Fang through the light of the fire, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
"It turned out to be one of our own."
Then behind the man, there was the sound of the magic weapon being withdrawn.
The monks on Chu Cheng's side also breathed a sigh of relief. At this time, their peace and safety were more guaranteed.
"Did you kill these Evil Flower Sect members?" The leader glanced at the corpses, and finally turned his attention to Chu Cheng.
There are hundreds of corpses here, but there are only thirty monks here. It is impossible to kill him. Unless someone extremely powerful is present.
When he saw this white-haired man, this fierce man who could seriously injure him in the middle stage of spinning with one punch, he also understood.
With this person present, it would not be difficult to kill hundreds of members of the Evil Flower Sect.
"It's not us. When we came, we saw these corpses." Someone shook his head.
"It's not you? Is it several other groups of people?" The man raised his eyebrows and asked doubtfully.
"Maybe. Now that we have met, let's go together. I always feel that there are many dangers here, but we haven't encountered them yet."
"That's what we intend to do."
The two groups of people walked at the same time, and another half hour passed. Along the way, I encountered many corpses of Evil Flower Sect members. They were all beheaded by a sword.
Finally, they came to an open door deep inside.
The smell of blood is even stronger here. When everyone walked in and took a look, they found that there was a cave, not a cave. But a valley.
From the two stone walls in the valley, you can see the night sky. There is an altar thirty feet high three miles away in the distance, clearly visible to the eyes.
Here, there are thousands of corpses. Apart from them, no other monks recruited by Baiyun Villa were seen.
The night wind blew, carrying a strong smell of blood into the nose, making people breathless.
Suddenly, a dark light fell from the sky. It was at the altar.
Everyone looked up and saw a huge yin and yang pattern rising from the height of the altar.
The Tai Chi pattern rotates slowly, from light to dark, from necessary to solid.
"The four directions are righteous, Tai Chi transforms into light. Xuan Yi has no form!"
There was a soft sound, and along with this sound, the Tai Chi pattern instantly flashed with black and white light.
There was a slight tap of a sword into the air, and a huge roar sounded. The entire altar suddenly collapsed and shattered, accompanied by a scream.
"This is from Chunyang Palace...Xuanyi Wuxiang..."
Everyone saw that under the Tai Chi Yin and Yang diagram, which was shining with two colors of light, there was an old man in red robe. As the diagram pressed on him, his whole body cracked inch by inch, and finally turned into fine sand.
The universal master who had followed Chu Cheng in secret all the way, saw the old man being crushed into sand by the Tai Chi pattern, and the two falling beads were caught by a figure wearing a blue robe, and his expression suddenly changed.
"Not good! Someone else got there first."
The kind face of Universal Master suddenly turned ferocious. It's just that he has always been secretly afraid to fight for it.
"Chunyang Palace... This is a disciple of Chunyang Palace. The one who can learn the most domineering secret art of Chunyang Palace, Xuan Yiwuxiang, must be the chief disciple of Yifeng. Kill the leader of the Evil Flower Sect with one sword. A strong man in the middle stage of Fusion Light , so vulnerable in front of him. This strength is probably above that of overcoming the tribulation, and the poor monk is far from his opponent."
"That's all, the relic is lost, and there is still the benefactor. There is still hope for Yibo."
But at the next moment, Master Universal's expression suddenly changed. He saw the white-haired man rushing all the way towards the ruins of the altar.
At this moment, he didn't care about anything and ran towards the distance to catch up with Chu Cheng.
