Chapter 651 Chu Jing was taken captive, the headquarters of the Holy Cult of Demons
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Wu Yi Yun
651 chapter
"Buzz!"
At the moment when he was grabbed by the big bloody hand, Chu Jing was dizzy, deaf and tinnitus, unable to open his eyes, and fell into a very bad situation.
"Moo!"
The Buddha's voice filled the air.
Chu Jing endured the discomfort, and tried to use Zhang Liu's golden body to get out of trouble.
However, that big hand carried a strange ability to block all the immortal energy in Chu Jing's body.
Not only was Chu Jing unable to move his physical body, he couldn't even control the immortal energy and power in his body!
"Jie Jie Jie! Such a powerful young man, he almost broke free from the hands of the evil blood demon of this seat. You really belong to me!"
An old voice sounded from a high place, it must be the owner of that big bloody hand.
Chu Jing's heart suddenly turned cold.
The owner of this bloody big hand has not yet appeared, so he can completely control him.
This kind of strength is already unbelievable.
To know.
Chu Jing is already a fourth-layer immortal.
In the heavily hierarchical Saint Yuan Continent, he is a top genius with leapfrog combat power.
Even in the face of a five-fold immortal, most of the time they can win.
If you encounter a sixth-layer immortal, even if you can't beat it, you still have the ability to escape.
however.
The owner of this big bloody hand can easily control him.
What power is this?
Seventh Layer Immortal?
Eightfold Immortal?
Or Jiuzhong...or even the peak of human immortality?
Just when Chu Jing was panicking.
A sense of weightlessness came.
Accompanied by hunting wind.
Chu Jing knew that the owner of the big bloody hand was leading him to move to the location.
Amidst the wind, the owner of the big bloody hand smiled again: "Sun Zimiao, Sun Zimiao! You think you can protect this little boy, but you don't know that what I want to get has never been missed. Grab this little boy!" , is just a preliminary revenge, and when my strength improves to a higher level in the future, I will definitely come to take your life!"
The sound gradually disappeared.
Chu Jing was very surprised in his heart.
Why did the owner of this voice mention the Second Elder?
Could it be that the second elder is protecting himself in the dark?
In retrospect.
Not long ago.
Before Chu Jing killed Feng Lengyu, he felt a terrifying aura, which seemed to be similar to the aura exuded by the owner of the bloody big hand.
At that time, the aura disappeared, could it be that the second elder helped him?
But now, why didn't the second elder make a move?
In an instant, Chu Jing thought of many things clearly.
But there are also many puzzles.
Why did Sun Zimiao, who helped her before, not make another move this time?
……
……
The sky that is still some distance away from the place where the big bloody hand appeared.
Hundreds of blood-colored figures appeared in the air, frozen in a strange way.
Surrounded by bloody figures.
Sun Zimiao's figure slowly emerged, his old face was full of solemnity, he stared at one of the bloody figures and said, "Crazy blood old devil, are you sure you want to be an enemy of my sword sect?"
The blood-colored figure stared at by him said, "I promise the blood-colored figure."
Sun Zimiao said with a serious face: "Although you and the blood shadow old devil belong to the same faction, they have always been at odds. Why are you so?"
The crazy blood old devil said lightly: "He gave me what I wanted."
Sun Zimiao had already guessed this result, not surprised, but said coldly: "Are you sure you want to fight me to the end?"
"I don't want to fight to the death with you. After all, although I can kill you in this battle, I will pay too much. I also want to sit on the position of the leader of the Ten Thousand Devils Sect, so I must preserve my strength."
The crazy blood old devil's voice was still so cold. At the end, he changed the subject and said, "However, if you insist on saving the young man and don't take me seriously, I don't mind giving up my life once."
Sun Zimiao's expression was unusually gloomy, but he said nothing.
The moment he confronted the mad blood old devil.
Not surprisingly.
Chu Jing has been kidnapped by the blood shadow old devil.
At this moment.
He was fighting the mad blood old devil, but it was of no avail.
As for snatching Chu Jing back?
With the strength of the blood shadow old devil, I am afraid that he is already on his way to the Holy Cult of the Ten Thousand Devils at this moment, and it is impossible to catch up.
At this time, if you want to save Chu Jing, you may have to enter the hinterland of the Holy Demon Sect.
But that piece of unknown land has never been reached by a few righteous powerhouses.
Even if it can be reached, it is the lair of demon cultivators, and there are still many existences like the blood shadow old devil and the crazy blood old devil.
What is the difference between going there alone and dying?
Thinking of this, Sun Zimiao's face was extremely ugly.
He knew that he couldn't rescue Chu Jing this time.
"Okay, it's time for me to go. You are a smart man and you didn't do anything stupid. I hope to see you again in the future."
After an unknown amount of time, the voice of the crazy blood old devil came.
Hundreds of blood-colored figures turned into red fragments and disappeared into the air, and the aura of the mad blood old devil also completely disappeared.
Sun Zimiao took a deep look at Yuankong, and immediately went to the sword field without stopping.
……
After half a day.
Sun Zimiao arrived at Shenjian Mountain and directly entered the Hall of Heroes.
It was dark inside the hall.
Guo Xingchen sat in the first seat, his tall body shrouded in darkness.
Sun Zimiao has not yet spoken.
Guo Xingchen sighed, "Did that child be taken away? Which faction did it?"
Sun Zimiao's heart skipped a beat, secretly surprised at Guo Xingchen's ability to calculate.
Chu Jing was taken into captivity, and currently no one knows about it except his grandson Zimiao, Crazy Blood Old Demon, and Blood Shadow Old Demon.
The latter two are busy returning to the Holy Cult of Ten Thousand Demons, so they will definitely not wantonly spread the news.
I hurried back to Jianzong, but I didn't report it, let alone reveal the news.
Guo Xingchen knew that Chu Jing was taken away?
Naturally, he couldn't have received the news.
In other words.
He probably guessed it.
I didn't come to the scene in person, but I guessed the truth.
It can be seen how terrifying Guo Xingchen's wisdom is.
Sun Zimiao said in a deep voice, "It's the blood shadow old devil and the crazy blood old devil..."
Briefly tell the story.
Guo Xingchen fell into a long silence.
In the end, Sun Zimiao couldn't hold back his breath, and said bitterly: "Senior brother, that child Chu Jing..."
"We can't save Chu Jing."
Guo Xingchen's voice was very calm, but there was a sadness hidden in it.
Sun Zimiao's heart aches.
Yes.
Guo Xingchen has now entered the point where the oil is exhausted and the lamp is dying. He is very close to the deadline, and he has no energy to go to the Wanmo Sacred Sect to save people.
Not to mention, even if the strength of the Wanmo Sacred Sect is not as good as that of the Holy Land, it still surpasses the existence of the top sects.
Even if Guo Xingchen was at his peak, he didn't dare to step in rashly.
Let alone now!
As for leading Jianzong to attack?
That's just hitting the stone with an egg and killing yourself!
and so.
Guo Xingchen's words seemed calm, but actually revealed the cruel truth.
This time, they couldn't save Chu Jing!
Sun Zimiao also knew that Guo Xingchen must be very painful and sad at this time.
After all, Chu Jing is his high-flying junior.
He is also the candidate appointed as the successor.
Now being captured by the Sacred Cult of Ten Thousand Demons, his life and death are unknown.
How can you be calm?
Thinking that he was not good at doing things, Chu Jing was taken away.
In Sun Zimiao's heart, he was also extremely painful and blamed himself.
"Junior brother, don't blame yourself. Chu Jing's child is a man of great luck, even surpassing you and me back then. Maybe this time, he can survive."
Guo Xingchen's words were full of magic power, which made Sun Zimiao's painful heart feel better instantly.
He nodded slightly: "Chu Jing, I will definitely survive..."
……
……
Because of being controlled by the bloody big hand.
Chu Jing's eyes and spiritual thoughts were sealed, it was all in darkness, and he couldn't see anything.
This feeling is no different from being blind.
Although the celestial beings are all strong in concentration, Chu Jing is in a bad mood when he thinks that he has become a "blind man" and is still facing a dangerous situation.
The bad mood lasted a month later.
The owner of the big bloody hand finally spoke: "The outside world has been polluted by those pigs, and even the air stinks!"
Hahaha!Still, the air inside the holy religion is sweet! "
Chu Jing's heart skipped a beat.
controlled time.
He has already analyzed that the owner of the big bloody hand is Feng Lengyu's master and a member of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect.
And just now this person's words revealed an astonishing news.
This place is already within the Holy Cult of Ten Thousand Demons!
To know.
The Holy Cult of All Demons is the holy land of demon cultivators.
It is also a very powerful and hidden force!
There are rumors that the strength of the Wanmo Sect is almost the same as that of the Holy Land, far ahead of the top sects!
And for so many years, the Holy Cult of Ten Thousand Demons has not been revealed in the secular world because they roamed freely in a special world.
This world is ruled by the Sacred Cult of Ten Thousand Demons, but like a holy land, it has never shown its traces and is not noticed by the outside world.
just now.
He actually arrived at the headquarters of the Holy Cult of All Demons?
Just when Chu Jing was surprised.
The big bloody hand that suppressed his body disappeared.
The sense of sight slowly returns.
Chu Jing opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was a dazzling red light.
The red light was like the brilliance of the sun, falling from the sky, making Chu Jing's eyes sting.
It took a long time for Chu Jing to get used to the light.
Looking up, he saw a moon hanging in the sky.
Crooked like a hook, red like blood moon.
Blood Moon!
Look at the land stretching endlessly, boundless, without end, but it is pitch black.
It seems to be composed of pieces of black coal.
Red moon, black land.
The scene in front of him was definitely the first time Chu Jing saw it in his life.
He also realized that the headquarters of the Holy Cult of Ten Thousand Demons might really be a very detached and mysterious world as the rumors said.
"Hey! Boy, how's it going? The headquarters of my Ten Thousand Demon Sacred Cult, isn't it grand enough?"
When Chu Jing looked around, a voice came from beside his ear.
Chu Jing turned her head, and saw an old man who was no more than half tall, short like a dwarf, with his eyes narrowed into slits, and a few strands of red beard, smiling lewdly.
Looking at the wretched old man, Chu Jing suddenly smiled brightly.
"Boy, I am asking you something! What are you laughing at?"
The wretched old man showed anger on his face and yelled loudly.
Chu Jing smiled calmly and contemptuously: "I just didn't expect that the body of the famous Blood Shadow Old Demon would be so wretched and filthy, so unexpected, it's hard not to laugh."
"You damn pig! You are looking for death!!!"
The wretched old man is the blood shadow old devil. After hearing Chu Jing's ridicule, he was furious instantly. After jumping into the air, a small palm, hiding a thick blood, slapped Chu Jing's face fiercely like this !
"Buzz!"
At the moment when he was grabbed by the big bloody hand, Chu Jing was dizzy, deaf and tinnitus, unable to open his eyes, and fell into a very bad situation.
"Moo!"
The Buddha's voice filled the air.
Chu Jing endured the discomfort, and tried to use Zhang Liu's golden body to get out of trouble.
However, that big hand carried a strange ability to block all the immortal energy in Chu Jing's body.
Not only was Chu Jing unable to move his physical body, he couldn't even control the immortal energy and power in his body!
"Jie Jie Jie! Such a powerful young man, he almost broke free from the hands of the evil blood demon of this seat. You really belong to me!"
An old voice sounded from a high place, it must be the owner of that big bloody hand.
Chu Jing's heart suddenly turned cold.
The owner of this bloody big hand has not yet appeared, so he can completely control him.
This kind of strength is already unbelievable.
To know.
Chu Jing is already a fourth-layer immortal.
In the heavily hierarchical Saint Yuan Continent, he is a top genius with leapfrog combat power.
Even in the face of a five-fold immortal, most of the time they can win.
If you encounter a sixth-layer immortal, even if you can't beat it, you still have the ability to escape.
however.
The owner of this big bloody hand can easily control him.
What power is this?
Seventh Layer Immortal?
Eightfold Immortal?
Or Jiuzhong...or even the peak of human immortality?
Just when Chu Jing was panicking.
A sense of weightlessness came.
Accompanied by hunting wind.
Chu Jing knew that the owner of the big bloody hand was leading him to move to the location.
Amidst the wind, the owner of the big bloody hand smiled again: "Sun Zimiao, Sun Zimiao! You think you can protect this little boy, but you don't know that what I want to get has never been missed. Grab this little boy!" , is just a preliminary revenge, and when my strength improves to a higher level in the future, I will definitely come to take your life!"
The sound gradually disappeared.
Chu Jing was very surprised in his heart.
Why did the owner of this voice mention the Second Elder?
Could it be that the second elder is protecting himself in the dark?
In retrospect.
Not long ago.
Before Chu Jing killed Feng Lengyu, he felt a terrifying aura, which seemed to be similar to the aura exuded by the owner of the bloody big hand.
At that time, the aura disappeared, could it be that the second elder helped him?
But now, why didn't the second elder make a move?
In an instant, Chu Jing thought of many things clearly.
But there are also many puzzles.
Why did Sun Zimiao, who helped her before, not make another move this time?
……
……
The sky that is still some distance away from the place where the big bloody hand appeared.
Hundreds of blood-colored figures appeared in the air, frozen in a strange way.
Surrounded by bloody figures.
Sun Zimiao's figure slowly emerged, his old face was full of solemnity, he stared at one of the bloody figures and said, "Crazy blood old devil, are you sure you want to be an enemy of my sword sect?"
The blood-colored figure stared at by him said, "I promise the blood-colored figure."
Sun Zimiao said with a serious face: "Although you and the blood shadow old devil belong to the same faction, they have always been at odds. Why are you so?"
The crazy blood old devil said lightly: "He gave me what I wanted."
Sun Zimiao had already guessed this result, not surprised, but said coldly: "Are you sure you want to fight me to the end?"
"I don't want to fight to the death with you. After all, although I can kill you in this battle, I will pay too much. I also want to sit on the position of the leader of the Ten Thousand Devils Sect, so I must preserve my strength."
The crazy blood old devil's voice was still so cold. At the end, he changed the subject and said, "However, if you insist on saving the young man and don't take me seriously, I don't mind giving up my life once."
Sun Zimiao's expression was unusually gloomy, but he said nothing.
The moment he confronted the mad blood old devil.
Not surprisingly.
Chu Jing has been kidnapped by the blood shadow old devil.
At this moment.
He was fighting the mad blood old devil, but it was of no avail.
As for snatching Chu Jing back?
With the strength of the blood shadow old devil, I am afraid that he is already on his way to the Holy Cult of the Ten Thousand Devils at this moment, and it is impossible to catch up.
At this time, if you want to save Chu Jing, you may have to enter the hinterland of the Holy Demon Sect.
But that piece of unknown land has never been reached by a few righteous powerhouses.
Even if it can be reached, it is the lair of demon cultivators, and there are still many existences like the blood shadow old devil and the crazy blood old devil.
What is the difference between going there alone and dying?
Thinking of this, Sun Zimiao's face was extremely ugly.
He knew that he couldn't rescue Chu Jing this time.
"Okay, it's time for me to go. You are a smart man and you didn't do anything stupid. I hope to see you again in the future."
After an unknown amount of time, the voice of the crazy blood old devil came.
Hundreds of blood-colored figures turned into red fragments and disappeared into the air, and the aura of the mad blood old devil also completely disappeared.
Sun Zimiao took a deep look at Yuankong, and immediately went to the sword field without stopping.
……
After half a day.
Sun Zimiao arrived at Shenjian Mountain and directly entered the Hall of Heroes.
It was dark inside the hall.
Guo Xingchen sat in the first seat, his tall body shrouded in darkness.
Sun Zimiao has not yet spoken.
Guo Xingchen sighed, "Did that child be taken away? Which faction did it?"
Sun Zimiao's heart skipped a beat, secretly surprised at Guo Xingchen's ability to calculate.
Chu Jing was taken into captivity, and currently no one knows about it except his grandson Zimiao, Crazy Blood Old Demon, and Blood Shadow Old Demon.
The latter two are busy returning to the Holy Cult of Ten Thousand Demons, so they will definitely not wantonly spread the news.
I hurried back to Jianzong, but I didn't report it, let alone reveal the news.
Guo Xingchen knew that Chu Jing was taken away?
Naturally, he couldn't have received the news.
In other words.
He probably guessed it.
I didn't come to the scene in person, but I guessed the truth.
It can be seen how terrifying Guo Xingchen's wisdom is.
Sun Zimiao said in a deep voice, "It's the blood shadow old devil and the crazy blood old devil..."
Briefly tell the story.
Guo Xingchen fell into a long silence.
In the end, Sun Zimiao couldn't hold back his breath, and said bitterly: "Senior brother, that child Chu Jing..."
"We can't save Chu Jing."
Guo Xingchen's voice was very calm, but there was a sadness hidden in it.
Sun Zimiao's heart aches.
Yes.
Guo Xingchen has now entered the point where the oil is exhausted and the lamp is dying. He is very close to the deadline, and he has no energy to go to the Wanmo Sacred Sect to save people.
Not to mention, even if the strength of the Wanmo Sacred Sect is not as good as that of the Holy Land, it still surpasses the existence of the top sects.
Even if Guo Xingchen was at his peak, he didn't dare to step in rashly.
Let alone now!
As for leading Jianzong to attack?
That's just hitting the stone with an egg and killing yourself!
and so.
Guo Xingchen's words seemed calm, but actually revealed the cruel truth.
This time, they couldn't save Chu Jing!
Sun Zimiao also knew that Guo Xingchen must be very painful and sad at this time.
After all, Chu Jing is his high-flying junior.
He is also the candidate appointed as the successor.
Now being captured by the Sacred Cult of Ten Thousand Demons, his life and death are unknown.
How can you be calm?
Thinking that he was not good at doing things, Chu Jing was taken away.
In Sun Zimiao's heart, he was also extremely painful and blamed himself.
"Junior brother, don't blame yourself. Chu Jing's child is a man of great luck, even surpassing you and me back then. Maybe this time, he can survive."
Guo Xingchen's words were full of magic power, which made Sun Zimiao's painful heart feel better instantly.
He nodded slightly: "Chu Jing, I will definitely survive..."
……
……
Because of being controlled by the bloody big hand.
Chu Jing's eyes and spiritual thoughts were sealed, it was all in darkness, and he couldn't see anything.
This feeling is no different from being blind.
Although the celestial beings are all strong in concentration, Chu Jing is in a bad mood when he thinks that he has become a "blind man" and is still facing a dangerous situation.
The bad mood lasted a month later.
The owner of the big bloody hand finally spoke: "The outside world has been polluted by those pigs, and even the air stinks!"
Hahaha!Still, the air inside the holy religion is sweet! "
Chu Jing's heart skipped a beat.
controlled time.
He has already analyzed that the owner of the big bloody hand is Feng Lengyu's master and a member of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect.
And just now this person's words revealed an astonishing news.
This place is already within the Holy Cult of Ten Thousand Demons!
To know.
The Holy Cult of All Demons is the holy land of demon cultivators.
It is also a very powerful and hidden force!
There are rumors that the strength of the Wanmo Sect is almost the same as that of the Holy Land, far ahead of the top sects!
And for so many years, the Holy Cult of Ten Thousand Demons has not been revealed in the secular world because they roamed freely in a special world.
This world is ruled by the Sacred Cult of Ten Thousand Demons, but like a holy land, it has never shown its traces and is not noticed by the outside world.
just now.
He actually arrived at the headquarters of the Holy Cult of All Demons?
Just when Chu Jing was surprised.
The big bloody hand that suppressed his body disappeared.
The sense of sight slowly returns.
Chu Jing opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was a dazzling red light.
The red light was like the brilliance of the sun, falling from the sky, making Chu Jing's eyes sting.
It took a long time for Chu Jing to get used to the light.
Looking up, he saw a moon hanging in the sky.
Crooked like a hook, red like blood moon.
Blood Moon!
Look at the land stretching endlessly, boundless, without end, but it is pitch black.
It seems to be composed of pieces of black coal.
Red moon, black land.
The scene in front of him was definitely the first time Chu Jing saw it in his life.
He also realized that the headquarters of the Holy Cult of Ten Thousand Demons might really be a very detached and mysterious world as the rumors said.
"Hey! Boy, how's it going? The headquarters of my Ten Thousand Demon Sacred Cult, isn't it grand enough?"
When Chu Jing looked around, a voice came from beside his ear.
Chu Jing turned her head, and saw an old man who was no more than half tall, short like a dwarf, with his eyes narrowed into slits, and a few strands of red beard, smiling lewdly.
Looking at the wretched old man, Chu Jing suddenly smiled brightly.
"Boy, I am asking you something! What are you laughing at?"
The wretched old man showed anger on his face and yelled loudly.
Chu Jing smiled calmly and contemptuously: "I just didn't expect that the body of the famous Blood Shadow Old Demon would be so wretched and filthy, so unexpected, it's hard not to laugh."
"You damn pig! You are looking for death!!!"
The wretched old man is the blood shadow old devil. After hearing Chu Jing's ridicule, he was furious instantly. After jumping into the air, a small palm, hiding a thick blood, slapped Chu Jing's face fiercely like this !
