Chapter 1016

Bang! The gate was pushed open and a thin man wearing a blood-stained red robe came in. He cursed, "What the hell is this place? There's nothing here!"

The red-robed man stood in front of the wooden stake with his back to him and said, "Save your energy. You still have to guard this place for three months. There are so many tribes nearby. You can play however you want. Isn't this better than the headquarter?"

A frightened teenager was tied to the wooden stake in front of the man who spoke. His body was full of silver needles as if they were tattooed with different patterns.

The thin man glanced at his senior brother and said, "The women of those tribes are vulgar. They are just for fun and to be used as utensils. How can they be as attractive as my senior sister and junior sister? I'm not like you who only likes to practice. "

The red-robed man snorted and said, "They are attractive, but they will also eat people! Junior Brother Xiao, you don't understand what is called enjoyment. That kind of heart-wrenching scream, that kind of painful moan, which is not better than a woman's? Listen, listen … "

As he spoke, his eyes were burning. He took out a blood-red dagger and cut off the teenager's hair. He pierced the scalp and slowly cut it off. He was very careful as if he was doing something extremely sacred.

The teenager screamed and struggled. However, the more he struggled, the more excited the red-robed man became. His eyes were filled with excitement and his body seemed to be trembling.

The thin man also showed a happy expression. He felt that this was the most beautiful music in the world.

There were many disciples of the Blood-robed Cult everywhere in the village. Some were gritting their teeth and carving runes on their bodies. Some were raping women and comparing who was crueler. The whole place was like hell on earth.

"Perfect!" The red-robed man peeled off a piece of human skin and shouted as if he was having an orgasm. The teenager's flesh and meridians were exposed. He was extremely miserable and hideous. However, he was not dead yet. His screams turned into moans and his vitality was quickly fading.

The red-robed man stuck the human skin on his face and said dreamily, "Such strong resentment, curse, and hatred …"

He raised his head and looked at the teenager with crazy eyes. "Next time, it's your junior sister's turn."

"No …" On the skinless flesh, the teenager's eyes protruded. He wanted to jump on the red-robed man and bite him.

The red-robed man laughed and enjoyed the scene very much. "Who asked you to rebel against the Blood-robed Cult? I like your junior sister and you should just hand her over. Now, master is dead, master's wife killed herself. Senior brother and sister have become human skin lanterns, and junior sister did not escape either!"

The teenager's throat gurgled as if he was cursing the man in front, cursing the Blood-robed Cult, cursing the hellish Southern Wilderness, and cursing the unfair Heaven.

His vision gradually blurred as he fell into a coma. Suddenly, he looked past the red-robed man and saw a white-robed swordsman at the entrance of the stronghold. His breath was ordinary and his steps were steady, which was completely different from those of the Blood-robed Cult.

"Is this the emissary sent by the heavens to burn this filthy sea of blood …" He slowly closed his eyes, feeling an inexplicable sense of peace and relief.

The red-robed man also sensed Meng Qi's presence. He turned around abruptly and saw Meng Qi dressed in white with a single sword.

"Sect man" "This is the Blood-robed Cult's territory. Don't come here!" His face darkened, but he did not attack.

Since Meng Qi could get close without being noticed, he was definitely not weak. There was no need to be impulsive for now. He would inform the division and ask for help.

"I'm here to kill you," Mengqi said with a smile.

"We are the Blood-robed Cult! Think about the consequences! " The red-robed man's heart skipped a beat and anger rushed to his head. He just wanted to kill the man in front of him and all his ancestors. However, he could not figure out Meng Qi's strength, so he decided to bear with it and take revenge later.

"Yes, I'm here to kill you." Mengqi's smile did not change. It was like a frozen smile on his face.

The red-robed man knew that he could not be merciful. He sneered and said, "Those who want to fight against the Blood-robed Cult have all become human skin, human bones, and human weapons. It doesn't matter if you kill me. I still have my master, altar leader, elders, and leader behind me. Can you bear their anger? Let me tell you … "

Before he finished his words, he waved his sleeves and two "clouds", one gold and one silver, flew out. They were strange flying mosquitoes.

The mosquitoes immediately surrounded Mengqi and kept biting him. At the same time, the skinny man and the others also released poisonous fog, hidden weapons, and poisonous insects. Some of them were red, and their palms were like blood.

Mengqi stood still, letting the poisonous insects bite him, the hidden weapons, and the poisonous fog enter his body. He nodded from time to time and said to himself,

"The golden mosquitoes can absorb genuine Qi …"

"The silver mosquitoes can spread diseases …"

"The poisonous fog is based on the peach blossom miasma …"

"The palm art can boil blood and corrode skin …"

Listening to Meng Qi's comments as if he was tasting delicious food, the red-robed man felt a chill in his heart. He knew that he had messed with a powerful man who could not be matched.

In fear, he released nine pieces of human skin. Each piece of human skin was covered in blood. They pounced on Meng Qi like evil spirits.

The human skin pounced on Meng Qi, but it was pale gold and clean.

The skinny man also felt great danger. The Blood-robed Cult's name was useless. Someone dared to destroy the Blood-robed Cult in such a big world!

He quietly separated his left thumb and used the life-saving method given by his master's wife.

His thumb collapsed and turned into a pale white fog. It blended into the poisonous fog and traveled quickly. When Mengqi breathed, it went into his nostrils!

"I did it!"

The skinny man was overjoyed. This was the famous "Poisonous Fog" of the Blood-robed Cult. It could quietly enter the body through the nose aperture and kill people without leaving a trace.

Once it entered the body, it multiplied rapidly and was extremely difficult to resolve. Even experts of the Exterior might not be able to deal with it!

Of course, it was because they did not notice the abnormality and inhaled the Poisonous Fog. But now, the white-robed swordsman was hit!

Mengqi took two more breaths and said to himself,

"The taste is bitter, and there is a suspicion of fog. It is not chewy …"

"Not chewy …" The skinny man's eyes bulged and his mouth was half open. The red-robed man was also trembling and stepped back.

Suddenly, he laughed ferociously, "Go to hell!"

The light and shadow changed and the formation was activated. He had retreated to a stone pillar and activated the simple formation of the stockade. Miasma suddenly filled the air. The red was bright and the green was demonic.

At this moment, he saw Mengqi pull out his long sword. Then, he lost sight of the long sword. He could not see the existence of the sword at all!

Crack, crack, crack, crack. The Poisonous Insects exploded at the same time.

Plop, plop. The disciples fell on their backs with a shallow wound between their eyebrows.

The red-robed man could only feel the terrifying sword will but could not see the sword light or the long sword.

Clang. He finally saw the sword. It was red like jade and there seemed to be a flame burning inside. It was time for it to return to its sheath!

"At least Half-step, most likely the Exterior!" After realizing that he was the only one left alive in the stockade, the red-robed man gritted his teeth. Then, his fear turned into madness.

"Don't come near me!"

"There is a device here to contact the sub-altar. I just need to press it gently and there will be flames soaring into the sky. Then, many experts of the Exterior will come and you will not be able to escape!"

"Even if you can escape quickly? Can you escape the tracking of the Poisonous Insects and the secret connection of the Vital Spirit? There will be no place for you in the entire Southern Wilderness! "

He shouted loudly, his eyes red as he threatened Meng Qi, "Don't worry.

"If you let me go, I will pretend that this never happened and that it was done by wild beasts out of control!"

Mengqi stroked the hilt of the sword with his right hand. He was still smiling. "You mean the device to contact the sub-altar?"

"Yes!" The red-robed man felt that he had scared the other and continued, "As long as I press it, the Altar Master of the sub-altar will come to rescue me. He is strong and powerful!"

"Are you afraid?"

"Then I will help you." Mengqi bent his right hand and flicked his finger. A stream of light hit the stone altar. Suddenly, there were red flames, exploding into a red cloud that could be seen from afar!

The red-robed man's voice stopped abruptly. He looked at Mengqi as if he was looking at a madman.

"He is not afraid of the Blood-robed Cult at all. Does he want to fight to the death?"

The sword will approached and penetrated the Dantian of the red-robed man. The genuine Qi of the red-robed man collapsed and the nine human skins went out of control. They turned around and attacked with great hatred.

The red-robed man was wrapped in layers of human skins. He struggled and screamed, but eventually, he fell to the ground, leaving only a human skin.

Not long after, a bloody figure flew over with a terrifying aura. The wild beasts nearby did not dare to roar.

He scanned the mountains near the village with his spirit but did not find any strange figures.

"You dare to run?" The Altar Master of the Blood-robed Cult shouted. He wanted to find traces and chase after them.

However, his body suddenly froze. A few feet away, there was a swordsman in white. He looked cold and his eyes were deep.

When did he get close?

No, he had been here all along. How did he hide from my search?

The Altar Master wanted to retreat, but he was an old demon. He understood that running in panic would only expose his weakness and he would be defeated even faster. He flipped his palms and blood waves surged around him. They carried a strong smell of blood and surged towards Mengqi as if they could melt everything.

Suddenly, his body turned into a bloody shadow and pounced forward. His speed was much faster than the blood waves. The former was a cover, while the latter was the real killer move!

Mengqi did not draw his sword. He watched the blood shadow pounce on him and pass through him.

"Got it!" The Altar Master was delighted, but soon he felt a chill because he did not get any blood essence or flesh!

"Shouldn't the blood shadow pass through him and leave only the human skin?"

"Is this the Divine Blood Technique and the Great Art of Blood Sea?" Mengqi's skin was covered with a layer of faint golden light. His tone was casual.

The Altar Master's heart tightened. He was about to run for his life when he suddenly saw a sword light. It was as bright as the sun and turned into sunlight, shining in all directions. There was nothing it couldn't reach!

The sun rose from the east, the Great Art of Blood Sea evaporated, and the blood shadow melted!

The Altar Master's Vital Spirit used a secret method to escape. Just as he started to move, he found the swordsman in white blocking his way. His eyes were indifferent, like a Buddha looking down on the world.

Supernatural Power of Shaking Heaven and Hitting Earth!

…

In the mountain full of insects and poisonous fog, a soul lamp was extinguished!

An old man with a head full of white hair that resembled thin snakes opened his eyes. His eyes were filled with rage.

"Who dares to kill the Exterior of the Blood-robed Cult!"

He summoned the soul lamp and a palm-sized five-colored Gu Poison Bug appeared in his hand. It had blade-like teeth and ten pairs of wings.

The Gu Poison Bug swallowed the soul lamp and emitted a red light, pointing the way. The old man suddenly stood up, as if there were countless insects wriggling under his skin.

He was the Supreme Elder of the Blood-robed Cult, the Venerable of Vermins. He was ranked 177th on the Terrestrial Rankings!

"Once I catch you, you'll suffer!" He turned into a stream of light and rushed out of the mountain, following the trail.

…

Mengqi carried Flowing Fire and flew to the Long Snake Mountain. He deliberately did not cover his tracks, lest the higher-ups of the Blood-robed Cult had no clue and had to ask the Rakshasa of the Bloody Sea!