The evil woman cultivates immortality, and the whole clan offers sacrifice to the heaven

Chapter 313 Burial of Longyuan

Meng Wan licked the blood from the corner of her mouth and pressed her back against the cold broken monument.

There was only 30% of the demonic energy left in Dantian, and the meridians in his right arm were breaking apart inch by inch due to the over-activation of the Blood Demon Claw.

Although he was stranded in the demon realm, it was a good thing to take this opportunity to get rid of the master's grandmother who had great cultivation and the restraint of the Wu family.

Meng Wan lowered her eyes and caught a glimpse of the demon pill rolling among the wolf demon's corpses on the ground. She suddenly raised her foot and kicked the demon pill towards the white-bone demon cultivator.

“Want it?”

Greed filled the eyes of the three demons, and they pounced towards the demon pill together.

Meng Wan suddenly moved.

She turned into an afterimage, demonic energy surged between her fingers, and her bloody demon claws pierced through the purple mist, bringing out a series of teeth-grinding bone-breaking sounds.

The Blood Demon's Heavenly Evil Technique operated silently, sucking all of the demon cultivator's essence and blood into his dried-up meridians.

"The bones of the Bone Demon are also quite brittle."

Meng Wan casually glanced at the broken bones under her feet, and the dead leaves around her suddenly moved without wind, and dark green flames lit up in thirty-six directions at the same time.

"Human, you actually dared to enter the Ten Thousand Demon Tomb of my demon race without permission. You know how to choose a place to be buried."

Heifeng descended from the sky on a bone sculpture, his heavy black iron armor glowing coldly in the twilight.

When the bone carving's green wings were spread out, they were three meters long.

Meng Wan's eyes turned slightly cold, and she quickly retreated a few steps.

The place where she had just stood had been chopped into a deep pit several feet deep by the sharp blade driven by the black wind. The gravel was covered with purple smoke and splashed, leaving honeycomb-like holes.

“That’s pretty quick!”

Heifeng sneered, and dozens of bone spurs suddenly rose from the ground, crisscrossing to block all retreat routes.

Then, the bone carving seized the opportunity and swooped down, its wing blade slashing at the back of the girl's neck.

Just as the green light touched her hair, Meng Wan's lips suddenly curled up into a sneer.

She grabbed the wing blade of the bone sculpture with her backhand, and the demonic energy spread wildly along the contact point. The entire right wing of the bone sculpture was instantly covered with spider-web-like black lines.

"Blow it up!"

As the clear shout rang out, the accumulated magic power exploded.

The bone carving screamed and fell into the ravine. There was a big hole in its wing and half of its body was covered in blood.

Heifeng's expression finally changed. The moment he sacrificed his natal magic weapon, the cries of thousands of wronged souls rang out between heaven and earth.

Meng Wan was just about to press on with the victory when a strange fluctuation of spiritual power suddenly came from under her feet.

A breath that was even colder than demonic energy rushed up the spine along the soles of the feet, as if countless pairs of eyes were watching from the dark.

Meng Wan tapped the rugged rocks with her toes and performed the Blood Shadow Step, moving so fast that only an afterimage was left.

The Ten Thousand Souls Banner cast by Heifeng stirred up the negative energy within a thousand miles, but the chains formed by hundreds of resentful spirits were always half a beat slower than her and could not capture Meng Wan's figure.

When the afterimage faded, the top of the cliff was already empty.

"Escape?"

Heifeng's expression suddenly became gloomy.

He clenched his fists, his knuckles made a creaking sound, and a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

"How dare a mere human being act so presumptuously in my demon clan's Ten Thousand Demon Tomb!"

Soon, a group of powerful demons arrived and saluted Heifeng respectfully.

"Young master, what are your orders?"

Hei Feng said coldly, "A human female has sneaked into the Ten Thousand Demons Tomb, and she is quite powerful.

Pass on my order, block all exits of the Tomb of Ten Thousand Demons and make sure to capture her alive!

My father's birthday is coming, I want to present her as a gift!"

There are actually human beings who have sneaked into the Tomb of Ten Thousand Demons?

The demon cultivators looked at each other in bewilderment, but quickly reacted and followed the order.

Hei Feng looked at their departing backs coldly, with a glimmer of determination in his eyes. Meng Wan hid in a hidden cave, holding her breath and concentrating, practicing the Blood Demon Heavenly Evil Technique, transforming the surrounding demonic energy and yin energy into blood energy, slowly repairing her injuries.

The meridians in her right arm have mostly recovered, but the demonic energy in her dantian is still less than 50%.

Having accidentally entered the demon clan's territory, Meng Wan did not dare to let her guard down for a moment.

He must recover his strength as soon as possible, otherwise he would surely die if discovered by the demons.

At night, Meng Wan quietly left the cave, looking for and killing any lone demons, gradually recovering her strength.

When the moon was at its zenith, Meng Wan came to a mountain of bones.

The howling of wolves could be heard in the distance, and the skeletons of monsters stretching for thousands of miles under my feet glowed coldly in the moonlight.

She tried to cross the Bone Mountain, but was blocked by the barrier.

Meng Wan circulated the demonic energy and gathered it between her eyes.

In the originally empty bone mountain, spider-web-like spiritual power veins emerged. Seventy-two bronze demon pillars stood at key nodes, and the chains wrapped around the pillars were hung with demon beast heads.

The Netherworld Worm Queen suddenly screamed in the sea of ​​consciousness to warn.

"Master, hide quickly..."

Meng Wan spun in mid-air, barely avoiding the wolf-tooth arrow that was flying through the air.

On a cliff a thousand feet away, the Silver Scale Demon General was putting the second bone arrow engraved with spells on the bowstring.

Behind him, dozens of scarlet demonic eyes appeared in the dense forest, approaching in a siege.

"A human monk."

The demon general's voice trembled like metal hitting stone, "The young master wants you to be alive, but he didn't say that you have to have all your limbs intact."

Meng Wan suddenly chuckled, hooked a piece of demon bone on the ground with her toes and kicked it into the air.

The moment the bone fragments exploded, she turned into a blood shadow and rushed straight to the weakest encirclement gap in the southeast.

The two bear monsters swung their heavy black iron hammers and smashed down. Suddenly, two white rays shot out from Meng Wan's sleeves - it was the sword intent of the Tiancan Sword Technique!
The moment the white light pierced through the bear monster's throat, Meng Wan had already risen into the air, stepping on the monster's corpse that had fallen to the ground.

The third arrow shot by the Silver Scale Demon General flew past her ear and nailed the jackal monster that was rushing from behind to the rock wall.

The silver-scaled demon general angrily threw the bowstring in his hand to the ground.

"Chase her! She's heading for the Dragon Burial Abyss! We can't let her ruin everything!"

Amid the roars of demons, Meng Wan had already passed the Bone Mountain.

However, when she crossed the bone mountain and saw the scenery on the other side of the abyss, she suddenly became quiet.

In the depths of the fog a hundred miles away, nine bronze chains stretched across the sky, the ends of which sank into the clouds, casting a majestic shadow.

Even though they were far apart, the pressure emanating from the shadow still caused the Nascent Soul in her Dantian to tremble.

"This is……"

Meng Wan's face changed slightly, and some guesses arose in her mind.

Before she could think about what was trapped in the deep fog, she heard shouts and screams from behind her, and those demon cultivators were catching up with her.

Meng Wan's eyebrows were slightly cold, and she urged the devilish energy to protect her body. Then she took a step forward and jumped into the abyss.

The moment she leaped into the abyss, she heard the Silver Scale Demon General's roar that shook the rocks.

"Oh no, stop her quickly..."

The freezing black water swallowed up all sounds.

Meng Wan fell into chaos for three whole days.

The freezing black water gradually turned thick, and the remnants of countless demon souls turned into phosphorescent flames and wrapped around her body.

When Meng Wan opened her eyes again, she saw a mottled bronze altar emerging in the blood light, and the demon pills inlaid on the forty-nine coiled dragon pillars were emitting faint light.

"This is... Dragon's Tomb!"

Meng Wan stared at the dragon pattern in the center of the altar, the light in her eyes was astonishingly bright.

Unexpectedly, by accident, she actually entered the dragon tomb of the demon clan!
The entire altar was made from the skull of the demon king, and the twisted words on the bronze pillars looked like some kind of ancient prohibition.