MTL - Sign In From the Handyman For Ninety-eight Years-Chapter 122 The devil is born, Shaolin blood cloud
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The piercing cold wind whistled past.
The wind was mingled with goose feathers of snow.
In the distance, the dense trees swayed violently in the wind.
In the dark night sky, the full moon hanging high gradually became a little dim.
Under the gradually darkening moonlight, dozens of demons with ferocious faces looked up to the sky frantically.
On a ground in front of them nothing grows.
Strange and unpredictable blood-colored patterns crisscrossed each other, as if combined into a weird formation.
night sky.
In the halo of the full moon, faint traces of extremely imperceptible blood energy were slowly gathered together from all directions.
A strange blood moon slowly appeared...
Swish!
A blood-colored moonlight fell straight down, shining directly on the strange formation on the ground.
sizzle...
As if a bowl of water had fallen on the surface of a scalding furnace, blood mists rose on the ground depicting the strange formation.
It was just two or three breaths, and the blood mist became more and more intense.
The line of sight is almost impenetrable.
The surrounding cold wind whistled, but the thick blood mist seemed to be solid, and it was not affected at all.
The pungent blood energy filled the surroundings, and the rich blood energy also began to escape...
Wherever he passed, the ice and snow melted, and life was cut off.
Suddenly, a powerful aura swept out like a gust of wind.
The blood-colored fog began to gather.
The demons saw all this in their eyes, and their expressions became more and more frenzied and excited!
A hoarse laughter sounded from the blood mist that gradually gathered.
"Hehehehe..."
The blood-colored fog first converged into a hideous **** face.
Immediately after that, he soon changed into a human form.
He couldn't see his face clearly, and there was a layer of blood mist all over his body.
At the moment when this **** blurry figure appeared.
All the demons present at the scene suddenly felt that the surrounding air suddenly dropped extremely!
You know, although it is already the cold winter season.
At this time, the sky was also constantly falling with goose feathers and heavy snow, and the cold wind was howling.
But!
They are demons!
Such weather is nothing to them at all.
But now, all of them suddenly felt a coldness all over their bodies, and their whole bodies trembled uncontrollably!
All the demons were horrified and shocked!
They naturally understand where this chill is coming from!
Unexpectedly, this Netherworld Gorefiend senior is actually much stronger than thousands of years ago!
Now it's just the leaked breath, it's so terrifying!
It was actually able to make them feel this bone-chilling chill!
After suppressing the horror in their hearts, all the demons shouted in unison:
"We will meet the Netherworld Gorefiend senior!"
"Hehehehe, thousands of years, thousands of years!"
The Netherworld Gorefiend looked up to the sky and sneered: "Tonight, this seat is back!"
…
On Qingfeng Mountain.
Su Yu felt something, and walked out of the house.
Looking up at the night sky.
"A demon was born?"
The blood moon hangs high in the sky, filled with evil spirits.
Obviously, some powerful demon has come to the world.
"The storm is coming!"
Su Yu thought to himself.
At the moment when the blood moon appeared, he felt that the power of the seal of heaven and earth was instantly reduced a lot.
As early as decades ago, Su Yu knew that there were suspected immortal cultivators outside this world who were above the martial arts of this world.
It seems that the power of sealing in this world not only seals the demons, but also isolates those practitioners from the outside world.
Right now, the power of the seal is getting weaker and weaker, which not only means that there will be more powerful monsters breaking the seal, but also that those powerful unknown practitioners from the outside world may also set foot here at any time!
Thinking of this, Su Yu has a plan in his heart.
Under the condition that it is not yet clear whether the enemy is friend or foe.
The only choice is to improve your own strength as much as possible.
…
In the dark hall, many demons gathered together.
In order to celebrate the return of the Nether Gorefiend to the world.
Long ago, all the demons were already ready to meet them.
At this moment, fresh food has already been prepared in the hall.
The pungent smell of blood filled the hall.
While the demons were feasting, they laughed excitedly.
Obviously very happy.
As they spoke, their faces showed incomparably excited expressions of excitement.
All eyes were focused on the Netherworld Gorefiend Ancestor sitting in the middle of the hall.
"The ancestors are on top, the juniors respect you an old cup!"
"Not bad, the younger generation also toasts you!"
"It's still down!"
In the voice of the voice, a famous demon stood up, with a respectful look on his face, raised the blood cup in his hand and gulped it down.
The same is true for the Netherworld Gorefiend. After drinking all the blood, he smacks his mouth and sneers again and again.
"Hahaha, I haven't tasted such beauty in a long time..."
Suddenly, halfway through the words, the Netherworld Gorefiend suddenly stopped.
"The quality of these bloods is too bad. There are not so-called martial arts experts in this world, why don't you go and bleed them?"
The Netherworld Gorefiend spoke lightly, showing some dissatisfaction with the blood in his hands.
As a Gorefiend, he is naturally extremely sensitive to blood.
There is a big difference between the blood of warriors in this world and the blood of mortals.
At the same time, the blood of top warriors is different from that of low-level warriors.
Although the blood in the cup is not a mortal, it is a warrior.
But judging from the taste of the blood, the cultivation realm of these warriors is obviously not too high.
At this moment, a demon suddenly said: "The ancestor is on top, you must be the master of us!"
The voice fell, and the rest of the demons followed suit.
"Not bad, not bad. Over the years, the juniors have been worried all day long, for fear that they will be killed if they are not careful, hey..."
"Isn't it true, we have suffered a lot in such a day of fear."
"The ancestor is above, the reason for this is that there are several peerless powerhouses among those warriors!"
"Hahaha, but, since our ancestor is out of the customs today, our good days are coming!"
'It's very true, the ancestors are invincible in the world, unparalleled in the world, what Shaolin monks, and six Xuanjian saints are all just ants, not worth mentioning, hahahaha! ’
"Um?"
The Nether Gorefiend looked at the three demons and asked, "What's going on?"
The three demon blood hurriedly stood up and respectfully recounted the major events that have happened in the world in recent years.
Among them, the main ones are the mysterious holy monk in the Shaolin Temple who was once short-lived, and the mysterious powerhouse in Liuxuanmen who is suspected of being a cultivator.
"Reporting to the ancestors, that's what happened."
After the three demon bloods said, they returned to their seats.
The Netherworld Gorefiend nodded slightly.
"The mysterious holy monk of Shaolin Temple, the mysterious swordsman of Liuxuanmen?"
The Netherworld Gorefiend said lightly, "If it is true, then these two must have obtained some great fortune, and I really want to see how much skill these two have."
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The Shaolin Temple has a long heritage and is a famous martial arts school today.
In recent years, there have been many eminent monks and talents.
Since the great changes in the world, the martial arts powerhouse is no longer a legend.
Several eminent monks in Shaolin Temple have already taken that step and become real holy monks!
The strong martial arts represent the pinnacle of martial arts.
Even in this era when the Martial Saint is no longer a distant legend, it is not easy for ordinary warriors to take this step.
Not to mention the martial sage, but only a semi-sage.
If it wasn't for the amazing talent, even the talented and intelligent would not be able to reach it.
Practicing martial arts is not an easy task.
Not only does it require perseverance, but sometimes it also requires both practice and opportunity.
Throughout today's martial arts, there are various factions and forces in all countries.
There are only a handful of martial arts experts, not many.
Once a force appears to be in charge of Martial Saint, it means that it has become the top superpower in this world!
Today's Shaolin is such a behemoth.
In the martial arts, there is a one-of-a-kind existence!
Even in this era of chaos and strife, the Shaolin Temple and the surrounding villages are as peaceful as a paradise.
This is the place where the gangsters and robbers, the evil sects and demons dare not touch them at all.
Today, however, things are a little different.
Early in the morning, the rising sun soon rose.
The weather is sunny, although the snow on the ground is still thick, but people can still feel a little warmth when the sun shines on them.
In the Shaolin Temple, a monk who has been up early for a long time is cleaning the snow on the roads and mountain roads in the temple with a big broom.
And suddenly, at this moment.
Mutation protrudes!
I saw that the sky, which was originally clear, suddenly became dark.
"Um?!"
"Why did the sky suddenly turn dark!"
"How is this going!"
"No, it's not that the sky has turned dark, but the sky over our Shaolin Temple has turned grey!"
"Huh?! Really!"
"The sky in the distance is still clear, so why is the sky above my Shaolin Temple so weird!"
"It's weird, go and inform Master Abbot!"
A young monk turned pale in shock and stopped the movements in his hands one after another.
There was a look of incomparable astonishment in their eyes.
I saw that at this moment, the sky above the Shaolin Temple seemed to be condensed with gray clouds of blood.
This kind of situation is too strange, it has never happened before.
The monks rushed towards the mountain gate one by one.
Don't dare to delay for a moment.
at the same time.
clang clang ~
The sound of bronze bells also resounded from the Shaolin Temple.
However, at this time.
Outside the mountain gate.
Realizing that something was wrong, the monks who swept the floor didn't wait for them to run far, and behind them, there was a sound of Jie Jie laughter.
"Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie!"
Strange laughter.
Afterimages that were difficult to capture with the naked eye suddenly appeared.
Almost in the blink of an eye.
The afterimages had already come behind them.
After the afterimage shows its body shape, it does not look like a human being!
Instead, they are monsters with hideous faces!
Most of the monks sweeping the floor outside the mountain gate were young monks.
The oldest of them was in his 30s.
How have they ever seen such a terrifying monster.
After seeing the faces of these Zhang Ning demons, a few timid little monks instantly fainted from fright.
Although the remaining few did not faint, their legs were shaking with fright, their faces were pale, and there was no blood at all!
The few monks who had not fainted forced themselves to calm down.
Suddenly, a monk looked at a demon in front of him and said tremblingly, "You...you, you are demons!"
"Jie Jie Jie Jie, you're right."
The ferocious monster laughed, revealing his long fangs.
Incredibly infiltrating.
"Then as a reward for answering correctly, I will reward you for going to see your Buddha!"
The moment the voice fell, the demon raised its claws.
The sharp jet-black nails were like sharp knives, and they grabbed the little monk in front of him at a very fast speed!
"what!"
"don't want!"
The little monk only had to let out a scream, and then there was no more movement.
The five long, sharp nails were deeply inserted into his head at this moment!
The blood was slowly flowing out, and the little monk's eyes were wide open!
"what!"
"I don't want to die!"
A few more screams came, and the rest of the monks were also poisoned.
Immediately afterwards, a famous demon opened his mouth and took a sharp breath.
Within a few breaths, the little monk's body quickly withered.
Soon they turned into shriveled corpses, skin and bones!
The flesh and blood have been completely absorbed!
"Delicious!"
"Jie Jie Jie Jie, it's been a long time since I let go of my hands and feet and ate a lot!"
A famous demon was very intoxicated and laughed strangely.
"The daring monster came to my Shaolin Temple to hurt people wantonly!"
At this moment, a loud roar came.
Immediately afterwards, there were chaotic footsteps from the Shaolin Temple.
A famous warrior monk holding a club quickly gathered here from the Shaolin Temple.
Pieces of blood cloud shrouded the entire Shaolin Temple, so even if these sweeping monks did not come and report, they still aroused the ideas of the monks in the temple.
Unlike these sweeping monks, the first chairpersons of the halls in the temple have much richer experience.
It was quickly determined that this was not done by human beings, but by demons!
So, I didn't dare to delay in the slightest.
The bronze bell rang, and all the monks were summoned to come.
"Monster devil, die!"
The speaker was an old monk in a cassock, with white hair and beard, and wrinkled eyes, but his eyes were still bright.
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After seeing the few sweeping monks who were sucked into skin and bones, Grand Master Mo was instantly furious, shouted loudly, his eyes widened, and his true essence was running.
No nonsense, his body suddenly burst out.
He raised his palms and slapped the demon head fiercely!
At this moment, his palms whirled.
A faint golden light shone in the palm of his hand.
This is a unique skill in Shaolin Temple!
Strong Vajra Palm!
As the head of the Bodhidharma Hall, he is now nearly three hundred years old.
The cultivation base has already reached the realm of Martial Saint in a short time.
He is one of the three holy monks of Shaolin today, and the Taishan Beidou level exists in the martial arts.
As for this demon, he also fought against it decades ago. Although it is powerful, it is not invincible.
What's more, he was only a semi-sacred at that time, not the sacred realm of martial arts as he is today.
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