As for the sudden suicide of the high priest just now, it was indeed not that simple. It was because the last step of the blood pool was not completed. Using such blood now would not only fail to enhance strength, but would cause people to explode and die because of the violent energy.
But the high priest never expected that Zhou Qiong had the secret method of searching memories, which made his death a joke.
Zhou Qiong quickly formed seals with his hands according to his memory and continuously struck the blood pool. The blood pool began to become thicker and then slowly stabilized.
"Mission accomplished!" Zhou Qiong slowly walked into the blood pool. He wanted to enjoy this good thing first.
As for the battle situation outside, Zhou Qiong knew it. Recently, the mentality of the people in the Demon Cult was very arrogant. It was just right for them to be trained by the hands of the Heavenly Witch Clan. Only those who survived could follow him to conquer the world. As for the dead, haha, since ancient times, one general's success is the result of the sacrifice of thousands of soldiers!
Zhou Qiong slowly closed his eyes and began to absorb the energy in the blood. Dabai also jumped into the blood pool at this time. Both the man and the dog were practicing hard.
An hour later, Zhou Qiong's aura began to rise continuously, from the third level of Zhenwu to the fourth level of Zhenwu, and then to the seventh level of Zhenwu before he slowly stopped and slowly opened his eyes. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
The effect of this blood pool is even more terrifying than I imagined. Even with such a solid foundation, I have directly improved five small levels. I am afraid that others can directly break through a major realm.
Moreover, this blood actually has the effect of improving physical strength. With my current physical strength being too low, even weapons cannot hurt me.
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Characters: Zhou Qiong (Zhou Wudi);
Position: Demon Cult Leader;
Cultivation: Zhenwu level 7;
Martial arts: Demonic God, Sky Life and Death Hand, God and Demon Eye, Devouring Heaven Demonic Art Level 3, "Demon"
Mount: Dragon Chariot;
Pet: Demon Dog Dabai;
Zhou Qiong walked out of the blood pool and glanced at Dabai who was still in the blood pool. At this time, Dabai also opened his eyes and slowly walked out.
"Why not soak it again? The effect is still good!" Zhou Qiong looked at Dabai and smiled.
Dabai shook his head slowly. After soaking for such a long time, except for its fur becoming darker, it didn't seem to have any stronger aura.
Speaking of Dabai, it is obvious that his cultivation is not inferior to the Zhenwu realm, but he can't change his form, and can't even speak. Last time, Zhou Qiong specially communicated with it. Finally, after Dabai's gestures, he realized that his cultivation was still too low. He had to reach the Daluo realm at least to speak.
Zhou Qiong waved his hand to collect the blood pool and walked out of the cave.
Outside the sealed city, there were shouts of killing and the bloody aura was so terrifying that the people watching from afar were trembling with fear and dared not get close.
"This demon sect is too fierce. Their numbers are obviously less than half of the Heavenly Witch Group, yet they have not fallen into a disadvantage until now!"
"Yeah, are they all crazy? Aren't they afraid of death? Why are they fighting so desperately?"
"From now on, I will definitely avoid people from the Demon Cult when I see them. They are too scary!"
At this time, the sealed city was littered with dead bodies, including those from the Demon Cult and naturally also from the Heavenly Witch Clan.
The number of members of the Demon Cult had been reduced by one third at this time, but the remaining two thirds were even more terrifying, and each one looked like they had just crawled out of hell.
Although the Tianwu tribe had amazing defenses, their combat experience was indeed mediocre. One third of their members died under the Demon Cult's desperate fighting style.
Both sides are currently competing in attrition, as if they are trying to see who has more people and can survive to the end.
While the people below were still shouting and killing, a figure suddenly appeared in the sky with a black dog standing next to it.
When the demon sect members looked up and saw the newcomer, they were immediately delighted and bowed to him, saying, "Greetings, Master!"
The people of the Tianwu clan looked at the newcomer with a look of worry on their faces. Wu Li looked at Zhou Qiong in the sky, and his heart sank quickly. He didn't even notice how the other party appeared. It was obvious that the other party's cultivation was definitely not comparable to his own.
Wu Li made a face to Wu Shan next to him and said in a voice transmission, "Let's go and see how the high priest is doing. If he is fine, we will leave immediately. Let them take the city first and we will take it back later!"
Wushan turned around and rushed quickly into the City Lord's Mansion, but before he entered the City Lord's Mansion, he heard Wu Li's sad and angry roar from behind.
Wushan turned around and saw Zhou Qiong in the sky waving his hand, and an old head fell from the sky with eyes wide open, obviously dying with his eyes open.
Suddenly the entire Tianwu clan roared.
"No, how could the high priest die!"
"No, the high priest will not die!"
"Zhou Qiong, I, Wushan, will tear you into pieces!"
Wushan knelt on the ground, holding the high priest's head and roared angrily, hot tears streaming from his eyes.
All the members of the Tianwu tribe burst into tears. Everyone knew how important the high priest was to their Tianwu tribe.
At first, their branch was expelled from the tribe, but the high priest who held a high status in the clan followed them. He originally didn't want to do that, because with his talent, no one would expel him.
But he was willing to be expelled along with them. The high priest led them to migrate continuously, looking for a place to live, and relied on his divination skills to constantly lead them out of danger.
It can be said that over the past few thousand years, the high priest has completely become the spiritual pillar of the Tianwu clan. With him, the Tianwu clan has hope, and his importance to the Tianwu clan even surpasses that of the blood pool.
But now he is dead, killed by Zhou Qiong of the Demon Cult. It is estimated that the blood pool they had been planning for thousands of years was also taken away by Zhou Qiong.
Wushan looked up at Zhou Qiong and shouted angrily, "Why? My Tianwu tribe is not aggressive and our members rarely leave the city. Why did you, the Demon Cult, come to attack us?"
Zhou Qiong sneered at Wushan, "If you want a reason, I'll give you one. You are too weak, but you still blocked my way, so you deserve to die!"
The people of the Tianwu Clan below were shouting in anger, asking why Zhou Qiong was so domineering. Why should anyone who blocked his way have to die? Was it just because of his strong strength?
Wu Li looked up at Zhou Qiong with bloodshot eyes and roared.
"Zhou Qiong, you will pay the price for what you said, the Great Witch God of War..."
Wu Li's body expanded rapidly, and stopped only after it reached five meters. His aura also reached the tenth level of Zhenwu.
"Brother, I'm here to help you. We must avenge the high priest..." Wushan shouted at the side, and rushed towards Wuli quickly, and actually merged directly into him. Then Wuli's body swelled again.
"Brother, I'm here! I must avenge my high priest..."
"Chief, I am here to avenge my high priest..."
All the people of the Tianwu clan rushed towards Wu Li and merged into Wu Li's body, and Wu Li's body grew faster and faster.
It seemed like a long time, but in fact, it was only a short moment from the time the witch power was used to bring out the Great Witch's true form to the time the Heavenly Witch Clan merged into his body. Others did not have time to react at all.
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