Chapter 18: Thirst for Blood, Yellow Bird

Duan Fangming restrained himself for a moment, but finally, with difficulty, he turned around and walked towards the entrance of the palace.

"Why, you still can't bear to do it? Do you need help?"

Just then, a mocking voice emerged from the noisy sound.

A black-robed figure appeared behind a golden jade pillar at some point. His figure was hidden under the black robe. He was tall and had a silver fish and dragon embroidered on the left shoulder of the robe. This made his figure not look gloomy, but rather extremely domineering and cold.

Duan Fangming suddenly turned around and his expression suddenly turned ugly as he looked at the figure.

"Is it you?"

There was a cold light in his eyes, and the surging storm around him suddenly seemed to tear the hall apart, and his divine power was faintly running wild.

The burly figure in black robes didn't care at all: "Why act like this in front of an old friend!"

A strange power flowed around him, allowing him to easily avoid the traction and pulling of countless storm forces, slipping away like a loach.

He could even mobilize the divine power of the ancestral land beneath his feet to isolate the inner and outer voids and completely suppress Duan Fangming's divine realm of transformation.

Duan Fangming's eyes were getting redder and redder. After a moment, a sturdy man in a black robe suddenly appeared on the five young figures tied to the stone pillars. He cut the ropes on the five young figures in an instant, and in the desperate and fearful eyes of the five Duan Fang clan members, he suddenly threw them towards Duan Fangming and cut the wrists of the five Duan Fang clan members.

The blood was forcibly squeezed out in the void, turning into blood mist that dyed the sky red.

Duan Fangming's nose twitched slightly, and in an instant, countless deep red terrifying lines appeared all over his already demonized body, and his almost chaotic mind went out of control.

"No!"

Like the last desperate roar of a wild beast, the red light in its eyes suddenly surged as if it were real.

Seeing these figures, the horrible alienated demon could no longer hold back the thirst in his heart. He let out an incomprehensible howl and rushed forward frantically.

From deep within the ancestral temple, there were bursts of creepy wailing and chewing sounds.

The black-robed figure looked at this hell-like scene with satisfaction. There was no fear in his eyes, but excitement instead.

There is no lack of irony and joy in his eyes.

After a horrible chewing sound, only a few pools of blood were left on the ground.

Accompanied by bursts of heart-pounding howling of wild beasts, Duan Fangming's mutated demon body in the distance turned into a human form in a flash of blood, but his whole body was stained red, and there were heart-pounding blood and flesh fragments at the corners of his mouth. The look was horrifying.

The petrification and earthy smell on his body slowly disappeared, but the smell of blood was extremely strong! The hatred in his eyes was unforgettable.

The fluctuations of divine power are like the eye of a storm.

The sturdy man in black robe turned sideways and said sarcastically, "Duan Fangming, you are even more hypocritical than I thought. This is not the first time you have devoured your Duan Fang clan members. Why do you have to pretend to be so hypocritical? It's disgusting!"

Duan Fangming's eyes were red, even with a hint of gray, and he spoke in a hoarse voice.

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have ended up like this!"

Hearing this, the sturdy man in black robe shook his head and said in a funny voice: "Don't you remember who was the one who begged us for the method to alleviate alienation? And now, has Patriarch Duan Fang completely forgotten his benefactor? There is nothing more ungrateful than this!"

"And Duan Fangming, you have to understand that only if you are alive can the Duan Fang clan exist!!"

"Without you, your Duanfang clan would probably be nothing more than fat meat in the eyes of others, and would be divided up sooner or later!"

The sturdy man in black robe said this as he walked towards Duan Fangming step by step. Every clear footstep seemed like a tremendous force pressing on Duan Fangming's heart.

Duan Fangming couldn't help but clench his hands, but he was unable to raise them to smash the black-robed figure in front of him.

An unknown sadness filled his chest.

Duan Fangming felt a little sad in his heart. He really didn't dare to take action, even though the other party had bad intentions.

But the Duanfang clan cannot be exterminated in his hands!

Seeing this, the burly man in black robe nodded and said with a smile: "A wise choice!

With you, the Duanfang clan still has hope!

As long as you obey orders and complete the mission, and obtain the precious treasure Seven-Heart Glazed Lamp in Yan Sect, it will be able to eliminate the alienation in you.

With the help of the Nirvana Fire in the Seven Heart Glazed Lamp, you will not only be able to eliminate the alienation in your body, but you will also be able to purify the divine blood in your body and transform it into the divine body of Feng Bo. In the future, not to mention catching up with your ancestor of the Duanfang clan, there is a great possibility that you will become a god!"

Duan Fangming had a cold expression, with a sneer in his eyes. "You are just talking nonsense!"

The black-robed sturdy man didn't care about Duan Fangming's attitude at all. He just said, "But you and the Duan Fang clan have no choice, right? Why don't you give it a try?"

Duan Fangming did not respond. After a moment, he just raised his head and asked, "What is your purpose in coming to see me this time?"

"I don't have any purpose. I just want you to use the power of the Duan Fang family to keep an eye on someone!"

"who?"

"The Holy Son of the Yan Clan's Sect Master, Lu Chong!"

The burly man in black robe had a stern face and cold eyes.

"Saint Son Lu Zhong? He's just a junior? How could he need a master of your level to personally take action?"

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Duan Fangming suddenly raised his head.

"This has nothing to do with you!" The burly man in black robe had a cold expression on his face.

Duan Fangming hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "I will pay attention to it, but I haven't heard any news about this Saint Son recently!"

The black-robed sturdy man said calmly: "Don't worry about that. He must be somewhere in Qi Yan Mansion. But that kid is very cunning. However, no matter how cunning a fox is, it can't escape the pursuit of a tiger or wolf!"

After giving a few instructions, the black-robed sturdy man suddenly said, "I heard that your Duanfang clan has recently come into contact with a great cultivator called the Fire God Ancestor. Do you know the origin of this Fire God Ancestor?"

His eyes were sharp and he stared at Duan Fangming fiercely.

Duan Fangming's eyes flickered slightly, and he said, "I just heard that he came from another area in the Red Earth Plains and was a casual cultivator. I can't verify it at the moment!"

The black-robed burly man looked thoughtful for a moment and said, "Pay close attention to him. It would be great if we could find out his background and purpose!"

…

"What a ridiculous place, very dirty. Except for the archway at the entrance, there is no clean place at all!"

Above Duanfang City, the divine thoughts passed through the divine barrier of the Duanfang clan's ancestral land and "occasionally" saw some eye-catching scenes. Lu Chong sighed secretly.

The Duanfang clan seemed to have fallen.

It wasn't just Duan Fangming. In his eyes, many cultivators of the Duan Fang clan had gone astray.

Either they raise living creatures and absorb their essence for cultivation, or they use the special power of soul detention in "The Wind God Patrolling the Mountains" to seize souls and spirits to refine treasures.

Lu Zhong looked towards the special totem symbols deep in the ancestral land. Countless mixed incense and divine thoughts were surging in those totem symbols, and there was no lack of demonic energy.

The monks of the Duanfang clan were filled with terrifying distracting thoughts, and even their totem spirits were demonized.

Lu Zhong took a look at the burly man in black robe. That man was the cultivator who was conspiring with the elder of Yan Sect on the outskirts of the Demon Ridge Mountains.

Now it seems that they have set their sights on him.

He also used methods to control the Duanfang clan early on.

Lu Zhong did not make a move. This strong man in black robe is a very useful "informer"! Rather than catching him and alerting the enemy, it is better to find an opportunity to catch them all in one fell swoop! Lu Zhong thought about it and found a place to land directly. He found a forest near the city of Duanfang clan and buried all the remains of the beasts in several storage bags deep in the earth, adding some ingredients by the way.

Then he began to refine the turbid beads in the void, waiting for the show to begin!

(End of this chapter)