After passing through the book, I picked up the villain

The blood demon's face is old and ugly, and his human form is almost unrecognizable.

The whole body was shrouded in blood-colored runes, and the body was covered with red hairs symbolizing decay. Wounds were almost all over the body, and every major meridian was penetrated by thick chains.

"How can I rescue you?" Jiang Lian was silent for a moment and then said.

This was a peak powerhouse who once stood between heaven and earth. His strength was all over the world, but he was imprisoned in this dark underground palace and had to use his own flesh and blood to maintain the great formation.

After hearing Jiang Lian's words, the red-haired old man's eyes showed a kind of hope, but soon dimmed again.

"It's useless unless your strength has surpassed that of the Demon Lord Ming Yuan."

"Do we have to surpass him? Is there no other way?" Jiang Lian didn't believe it.

The blood domain formation should be easy to break, but the old man was obviously not restricted by the formation, and there were some other things.

You can see now that the ancient bloody runes are lingering on his body, making him like a puppet, trapped there. The flesh and blood aura not only nourishes the formation, but also nourishes the entire underground palace.

Those special chains are also made of fine iron.

However, these are all trivial matters. As long as he can undo the spell on the old man, he can do the rest by himself.

"There is no other way. The blood curse on my body was set by him himself back then. Even my senior brother back then was helpless."

The senior fellow back then was naturally the previous headmaster of the Jiuxuan Sect. He was a being who could compete with the Demon Lord back then, but it was still difficult to break the blood curse on him.

"Then, did the ancestor of that time say anything about how to solve it?"

The old man's eyes were dull for a moment, and then he said with some uncertainty, "There is indeed a way to solve it, but it's just too difficult."

"Unless someone has cultivated Ming Yuan Chuang's Blood Meridian to the sixth level, which is the strength of the Nascent Soul stage." The old man frowned, "Let's not talk about whether there is someone who is so talented that he can cultivate the Demon Lord's inheritance to such an extent.

, even if I can cultivate, will a demon cultivator come to save me?"

Jiang Lian and Bai Mao looked at each other, and both saw relief in the other's eyes.

Without delay, he asked directly, "Where is the blood menstruation now?"

The old man raised his scarlet eyes and glanced at Jiang Lian with some confusion, "My Jiuxuan Sect is the orthodox Immortal Sect. Don't practice these crooked things just to save me."

Then I felt a little sad.

"As long as I survive for another two years, all my energy will be drained, and then I will be free from this torture."

Jiang Lian was silent. There were still two years left, and he didn't know if it would be too late. Listening to the meaning of the old man's words was a kind of relief. From then on, he became a mummy, lying in this cold underground palace without a trace in the world.

middle.

"I have my own way. Senior just needs to tell me where the blood meridian is." Jiang Lian said.

The old man didn't speak for a long time, as if he was considering the accuracy of Jiang Lian's words, "That's all, you can take it."

A bloody light stopped in front of Jiang Lian.

"It's actually in your hand." Jiang Lian was slightly surprised.

"A hundred years ago, I was defeated and trapped here. I was used as nourishment by Ming Yuan to nourish this underground palace. Ming Yuan's bones were buried here, and he died here..."

This was a tragic past, but the old man said it calmly. Thinking about it, too much pain had made him numb.

"Fifty years ago, I was finally able to separate out a ray of spiritual thought, but it was only able to sweep away the blood menstruation. Other things were of no use to me, and of course they were not within my reach."

At this point, his voice paused, and there seemed to be some turning point.

"Forty years ago, a young man stumbled here. He was an inner disciple of the Blood Sect and had sufficient talent for blood cultivation."

"In order to get out of trouble, I gave him half of the blood meridian printed by my spiritual consciousness and the four magic swords in this formation."

"It's just a pity that he never came back. After that, I felt the spiritual thoughts of several Nascent Soul stages sweeping here, but they couldn't even break the external formation."

The old man was talking to himself, but the story spanned a hundred years.

That disciple is naturally Xue Dao.

Everything Jiang Lian has learned through this period of time, coupled with the few words recorded in the book, has sorted out the main plot of the entire copy.

"Is this the blood menstruation?" Jiang Lian held the blood light in his hand.

A simple classic appeared.

Just opening it gently, I felt a strong smell of blood filling the air.

"Yes, this is the complete Blood Meridian. As for the other divine treasures in the Abyss, if you have the ability, you can explore them yourself." The old man said slowly, "But it is extremely dangerous inside. You came here as the incarnation of the soul.

If there is any damage, I’m afraid I’ll never be able to go back.”

"Furthermore, you have not practiced the Blood Meridian, and the power inside is not from the same source. Come here again when you enter the late stage of spiritual transformation."

Jiang Lian shook his head gently, "I have the four swords here, plus the blood menstruation in front of me. I have got enough of what I want. As for the things inside, someone will take it."

"Do you have the Immortal Killing Sword in your hand?" the old man's voice paused.

Even like him, there was a complex look on his old and ugly face.

If he couldn't figure out such a thing, he would have lived hundreds of years in vain.

"He must have been exposed. This opportunity was taken away. But if he only has half of his blood, they won't be able to make any big trouble." The old man murmured to himself.

Jiang Lian said slowly, "They made a deal with the Blood Demon Clan and used the Blood Territory Formation to feed the Blood Demons, which almost led to the death of the first member of my Jiuxuan Sect lineage."

"I didn't expect this, but it's my fault, and I won't shirk anything." The old man sighed softly, and then a trace of doubt flashed across his face.

"The strength of a demonic creature like the blood demon that has reached the half-step of becoming a god is considered to be the limit. Even at this level, it does not threaten my strength as the leader of the Nine Mysterious Sect, right?"

Jiang Lian, "..."

Maybe.

Do you think it was a hundred years ago?

The first one is at least half a step into becoming a god.

Bai Mao then said lazily, "The Jiuxuanmen of today is no longer the Jiuxuanmen of a hundred years ago. The leader of the current lineage is only in the middle stage of Nascent Soul."

To say that he is in the middle stage of Nascent Soul is already an exaggeration.

There are still a few who have not completely entered this realm.

However, this is also the result of Jiang Lian's deliberate suppression. If those old guys are really released to support the scene, then the strength of the leader of Jiuxuanmen can be mentioned.

At least one Nascent Soul Peak can be assigned to each peak on average.

The old man, "..."

There was a long silence.

"Is Jiuxuanmen in decline?"

The old man only felt a sense of desolation in his heart, which was somewhat unacceptable. In just two generations in a hundred years, he had already declined to this point. Even in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, he could be regarded as the leader of his lineage.