Travel to Xiu Xian Wen and beat up the group's beloved heroine

A dense forest a mile away.

Zonghe traveled with three members of his family.

He is the same age as Qian Yu, now 47. His cultivation level is the same as Qian Yu's before entering the picture world, and he is in the middle stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm.

A group of them had just arrived at a small stream and wanted to take a rest.

Zong He and Zhao Li spread their consciousness to scan the surrounding area to see if it was safe, and then heard a hoarse "It's your turn" voice.

He frowned, feeling that the speaker's voice was so unpleasant that he shouldn't torture other people's ears.

Just about to take back his consciousness.

There were two breaths of life that broke into the range of one mile of his consciousness.

"What the hell are you? A monster? A monster? Or a monster created by someone?!"

The voice that spoke was a woman's voice, filled with shock and anger.

This was followed by the woman's miserable howl of pain.

"You must be a demon refined by others, right? Who is so crazy? At least let me know it by death?!"

The woman seemed to want to divert the other person's attention and delay time.

But the content in the painting made Zong He stand up in confusion.

It startled the three people around him.

"Brother He, what's wrong with you?"

"Come on, there's something weird over there, let's go take a look."

As he spoke, his figure seemed to be moving towards the direction of the fight.

The others quickly caught up.

For a Foundation Establishment monk, one mile is only a distance that can be crossed in a few dozen breaths.

brush--

As Zong He and the others approached the foot of the mountain, the painful voice of the female cultivator "Uh-huh" reached their ears.

bang.

The long sword fell to the ground.

Puchi-

The sound of flesh being cut open.

At this moment, Zong He was less than ten feet away from the man with red eyes and the female cultivator in black.

He saw the man with red eyes, the beating heart on his half-foot-long fingernails, and the female nun in black standing at the man's feet with her eyes fixed on her face.

"Hiss - what is this? Is it a human or a demon? Why is it so terrifying?"

"Isn't he just at the late stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm? How could he kill someone at the peak of the Foundation Establishment Realm so quickly?"

"What is he doing? Is he sucking human blood?"

The three friends behind him screamed and stared at the red-eyed man with ugly expressions on their faces.

Zong He looked horrified, and his body couldn't help but tremble:

"He is a blood demon!"

An extraterrestrial creature.

The world barrier of the spiritual realm...

The hole is broken!

coast.

"What? A blood demon appears?"

Qian Yu was discussing where to go next with a few friends from his family while waiting for Wei Xiaoxi to come back easily.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he took out the map, he received Zonghe's communication talisman.

After hearing the content of his painting clearly, Qian Yu looked solemn:

"Did you see it with your own eyes?"

"Yes, we just fought against him." Zong He's heavy voice came over, "Two of us are at the peak of the Foundation Establishment Realm, one is at the late stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm, and I am at the middle stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm, and we barely managed to kill him. "

"Do you have any casualties?"

"Well...my clan sister Zong Qing is dead."

Qian Yu took a deep breath and spoke in a low voice:

"Condolences."

"Well, there is no time to say more. You quickly ask the people around you to notify as many people as possible and let everyone gather in Pocket Valley. We must arrange a large formation to resist them until the day when the secret realm opens, and then let the elders Let’s come in and solve it.”

"it is good."

The talisman burned out.

Qian Shuang and others heard the conversation between Qian Yu and Zong He and asked suspiciously.

"What is a blood demon? It's only at the late stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm. How can it deal with so many people? Isn't Zong Qing at the peak of the Foundation Establishment Realm? Why did he die so easily?"

In the same realm, Zong Qing's combat power ranks within thirty in Qingyun City, and his strength should not be underestimated.

"The blood demon is an extraterrestrial creature with very strong combat power. It is very common for us human monks to face one against three or one team." Qian Yu looked heavy.

"In our spiritual realm...every few thousand to more than ten thousand years, the world's barriers will loosen, creating some space-time rifts."

"Some cracks will only blow some strong winds, destroying some places, causing that area to become a desert, while some will connect to other worlds, and the Blood Demon Realm is one of them."

"Why haven't we heard of it?" Qian Shuang looked puzzled, "We haven't heard of it at all."

Qian Yu shook his head slightly:

"Every time a space-time rift appears, it will be a catastrophe."

"There is a long time gap between the two catastrophes, and many people will never encounter them in their lifetimes. Therefore, in a relatively stable era, there is no need to announce it and make people in the spiritual realm panic."

"This kind of information is usually known to people at the top level. If I were not the next heir and had access to many ancient books, I wouldn't know it."

As he spoke, he frowned, with confusion on his face:

"Generally speaking, the stable time limit between two space-time rifts is at least 5000 years apart. The last catastrophe occurred 3000 years ago, and now it is at least 2000 years ahead of schedule!"

unusual.

Qian Ju muttered:

"Why do space-time rifts appear?"

"The world barrier of the entire spiritual realm can be understood as a large formation. After running for a long time, there will occasionally be glitches." Qian Yu explained carefully,

"The world barrier is a relatively perfect formation with a self-healing function. After the time and space rift appears for a period of time, it will repair itself and the spiritual realm will become stable again."

"How long will the self-repair last?" Qian Shuang asked.

"Normally, hundreds of years."

"So long?!" Qian Shuang frowned.

Qian Ju said: "This time it is almost 2000 years ahead of schedule. It is so abnormal. Is there something wrong somewhere?"

Qian Yu lowered his eyes, was silent for a moment, and then said in a low voice:

"There is a high probability...that it is related to the original power of the world."

In fact, he didn't know exactly how.

She guessed that the energy source of the world barrier formation might be the power of the world's origin, or that some rare treasures with the power of the world's origin were needed to be placed in the center of the formation.

If there is a problem with a certain node, or there is insufficient energy, holes will appear in the world's barriers, creating space-time rifts.

"Notify the people you can contact, tell them the situation, and let everyone gather in Pocket Valley." Qian Yu said,

"At that time, Zong He and I will summon the formation masters to set up a large defensive formation to resist until the secret realm is opened."

"Is this necessary?" Qian Shuang pursed her lips,

"There are thousands of people coming in this time. This secret realm can only reach the peak of the Foundation Establishment Realm, so we are not necessarily afraid of them."

Qian Yu’s bare hands:

"New blood demons will continuously appear in the time and space rifts, and we can't kill them."

"They need to pass through the time and space Gangfeng Zone when they come from another world, right? Monks below the realm of transformation will basically be cut into blood mist when passing through the time and space Gangfeng Zone." Qian Ju was very confused.

"Are these Blood Demons from the Foundation Establishment Realm risking their lives just to kill us? Isn't it a bit worth the loss?"

"The blood demon tribe cultivates killing." Qian Yu's face turned ugly.

"Every time they kill a life form of the same realm and absorb their blood, they can increase their combat power and cultivation."

Qian Yu continued to explain in a deep voice:

"For blood demons at the foundation-building stage, if you absorb a few or dozens of them, you can reach a small level."

"Isn't this too evil? Isn't the blood demon world full of killings?" The female cultivator in pink took a breath.