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    This was not the first time that Wang Ziteng came to the Hidden Immortal Valley. He was familiar with the car and the road, and soon arrived at the secret cave in the Hidden Immortal Valley. This cave was originally an immortal's cave, filled with glowing rays and steaming auspicious aura.  However, ever since the Immortal ascended to the throne and sealed the Ghost King, the entire cave has been filled with light and flowing clouds, gradually losing its auspicious energy, and the gloomy ghost energy has spread out, filling the entire cave.  Sneaking all the way, I arrived at this cave. Just like I saw when I was traveling in my mind, the entire cave was full of ghost energy, like smoke and mist. There were many small caves in the cave, and in each cave, there were captive animals.  There are many martial arts people. ?? These martial arts people were sluggish, low in energy, and their eyes were listless. They all sat in a wire cage in a daze, with a thick blood energy rising into the sky above their heads.  "These are all warriors who were kept in captivity. Over time, they lost all their energy and became like walking zombies. They only provided blood for the evil ghosts. They no longer have their own energy and spirit. They are like blood slaves. They are indifferent and life is worse than death!" Wang Ziteng  The martial artist glanced at a part of the wire cage and sighed secretly in his heart.  The martial artists who know some of this have lost their spirit and become insensitive. They have become accustomed to such days. Year after year, day after day, they have never changed, and they will no longer think about changing.  He got rid of all his temper and became the blood slave of the ghosts with peace of mind.  In addition to the blood slaves, there are groups of fierce ghosts in the cave. Under the leadership of ghost generals, they occupy some positions in the cave and guard the place. There are also some patrol teams that are constantly wandering around.  Wang Ziteng carefully released a trace of his consciousness.  After a thorough search, I found that there was no trace of my father here.  He was secretly worried: "There is no trace of my father here. It looks like he is trapped deep in the cave. But the deeper you go, the closer you are to the place where the One-horned Ghost King is sealed. It is easy to be discovered by the One-horned Ghost King."  The One-Horned Ghost King has great powers. Once he discovers his traces, it will be very dangerous. " I went through all the pros and cons in my mind.  Wang Ziteng frowned, and a look of perseverance flashed in his eyes: "If you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't catch the tiger's cubs. For the sake of my father, since I'm here, I have to investigate clearly." He restrained all his aura, and his soul and mana were all gone.  Returning to the golden elixir, a golden elixir is misty and hidden in the void, and Wang Ziteng's body merges with the earth.  Executing the Earth Escape Technique, he felt like a fish in water. His whole body turned into an earth-yellow stream of light and moved quickly towards the depths of the cave.  A blood-red pool appeared in front of me.  This pool is not wide, about a hundred square meters in size, and blood is boiling in the pool.  Like boiling water, blood bubbles emerged from the pool one by one.  Suddenly it exploded, and a smelly smell filled the air.  "Blood pool!" Prince Teng's mind swept across it.  I found that the blood pool was unfathomable, with endless blood hidden in it. In the depths of the blood pool, there were pipes one after another, and these pipes were filled with blood. I don¡¯t know where they lead.  At this moment, three fierce ghosts pressed a warrior and walked to the blood pool. They let out a stream of ghost energy. The ghost energy condensed into a knife. The knife cut the main artery in the warrior's hand. The artery ruptured and a stream of blood flowed like a fountain.  Generally, it suddenly spurted out from the aorta and shot into the blood pool.  As the blood was released, the warrior's face quickly turned pale, and his breath became sluggish.  This is a group of ghosts releasing the blood of captive warriors into the blood pool. Wang Ziteng was lurking underground and vaguely heard that these blood slaves would come to the blood pool to bleed every once in a while.  After being bled several times, these warriors will be killed when their blood energy is insufficient or of low quality, their bodies will be filled up, and their souls will be collected as ghost soldiers of the Hidden Immortal Valley.  Because these people have practiced martial arts during their lifetimes, their spirits are much stronger than ordinary people, and the ghost soldiers they transform into after death are also much stronger than ordinary ghosts.  "These warriors were treated as blood slaves during their lifetime, providing blood energy to the Hidden Immortal Valley and allowing the ghosts to practice. After death, they turned into ghost soldiers and acted as domineering and blessings for the ghosts. They were not able to escape until death.  If a dead ghost refuses to obey and resists, its soul will be swallowed by the evil ghost. From then on, it will disappear into the three realms and six realms, never to be reincarnated.  After Wang Ziteng heard this, his heart surged with anger. The evil ghost in the Hidden Immortal Valley was so cruel that he did not leave any way for the living beings to survive.  "The soul is scattered, that is, it will never be reincarnated!"  Generally speaking, only in battles between monks will the souls be scattered. When cultivating creatures fight against ordinary creatures, they usually allow the ordinary creatures to reincarnate after death. It is rare for ordinary creatures to do such a thing.  His soul was shattered. Such an action would greatly harm the peace of heaven and would be punished by heaven.  "When I find my old father,Finally, a puff of elixir fire turned all the Yin Qi, ghosts and mist here into ashes, avenging the innocent creatures who died!  " Wang Ziteng glanced hatefully at the blood pool. The group of ghosts that came and went were lurking quietly, not daring to move. " In the Hidden Immortal Valley, there are three Nascent Soul old monsters sitting there. They have great magical powers. Once these three are disturbed,  Respecting the old monster would influence Wang Ziteng to rescue Wang Han. He lurked by the blood pool for a while, but before the ghosts escorted Wang Han over, he swayed away and continued towards the depths of the cave.  The deeper you go into the cave, the more advanced the ghosts become. The ghosts who wander through the night, the ghosts who wander by the night, the ghosts who take possession of the body, the ghost generals in the golden elixir stage, the ghost commanders   Although the cultivation of these ghosts becomes more advanced as you go deeper into the cave, their numbers are getting smaller and smaller, unlike the wandering ghosts in the Hidden Immortal Valley, which are endless and countless deep in the cave.  , but it is not as cloudy and ghostly as in the Hidden Immortal Valley. Instead, it becomes clear and clear, with almost no gloomy atmosphere. An ancient coffin lies in the depths of the cave, and there is a line above the coffin.  The Tiandao Talisman is firmly attached to the joints of the coffin. However, the Tiandao Talisman is now dyed red with blood, and it looks a bit strange. There are three vague gods near the ancient coffin.  Nian glanced at it! "These three divine thoughts should be the three Nascent Soul monsters in the Hidden Immortal Valley!  " Wang Ziteng glanced at the ancient coffin from a distance, and then looked elsewhere. Sure enough, he saw Wang Han being restrained in a wire cage here. At this time, Wang Han had disheveled hair, weak breath, and his whole body  Nesting there listlessly ¡°Father!  " Wang Ziteng roared in his heart, and his breath became unsteady. " Where is the fellow Taoist who has arrived, please show up to see me?  " From the ancient coffin, a thick sound came, like a Jingdong drum suddenly sounding, deafening. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!
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