Chapter 108: The Temple Opens

  "Ding ding ding...... Boom boom boom......"

  "This turtle shell is too overpowered." The outer circle of the Blood-colored Forbidden Circle was abuzz with discussion among many cultivators.

  Zhang Heng stood beside He Yixiu, gazing at the demonic beast within the blood-colored forbidden circle.

  This is already the fourth demon beast around the temple. As long as this demon beast is killed, all the monks can open the temple.

  After killing the snake monster that day, under the leadership of Nan Ming and others, the cultivators killed two more monsters. Two square tokens were obtained by Li Hong and Nan Ming respectively.

  Among them, there was a giant eagle-like monster that was extremely fast and deadly, killing seven or eight cultivators, including one from the Bi Xue Xiang Yun Sect who had reached the Foundation Establishment stage.

  This fourth beast was the least threatening, but its body was extremely large, it carried a huge turtle shell on its back, and its head was usually shrunk inside.

  No matter what means the monks present used, they could not break through the turtle's defense.

  Even Li Hong's Blood Shadow Ghost Sword could only leave some shallow scars on its turtle shell.

  What's even more frightening is that this turtle shell also has a certain magical immunity effect, ordinary magic can be directly ignored.

  Dozens of monks entered the red forbidden circle, and their spells struck the black turtle demon like smashing a big white radish.

  After the overwhelming magical attack, the grayish-black texture of the turtle shell remained unchanged. The massive body lazily moved a few times before returning to stillness.

  "Ding ding ding" dozens of spiritual artifacts, continuously and unceasingly attacking this turtle.

  After a while, all the monks stopped attacking as their spiritual power was greatly consumed.

  "What can be done about this?" Many monks were somewhat anxious.

  What a powerful turtle shell! Zhang Heng secretly admired in his heart.

  The level of this demon beast is probably fourth grade, which is equivalent to a human cultivator in the Congealing Dan period. Although it has not shown any attack methods yet, its defensive power is already quite frightening.

  This couldn't help but remind Zhang Heng of the mysterious statue's previous mention of the Dragon Emperor, who claimed to be the first indestructible physical body among the thirty-six dragon gods, and wondered just how strong its defenses could be.

  "Hmm..." A man's voice suddenly sounded in Zhang Heng's ear.

  At this time, Nan Ming and Li Hong, who were also standing inside the Blood Circle, heard a laugh.

  "Who is this person? It should be related to the Blood Kill Emperor, right?" Zhang Heng's mind was full of doubts.

  "Whoever can kill this tortoise shell, I will reward a piece of immortal treasure."

  Just then, a voice with a teasing tone echoed throughout the room.

  Celestial treasure? The cultivators present all widened their eyes upon hearing this thing.

  The Xianbao is a treasure that only immortals can possess, and there are only a few of them circulating throughout the entire Dongyun continent, which can be imagined to be precious.

  As soon as these words were spoken, the cultivators who had not yet entered the Blood Color Forbidden Circle also rushed into the Blood Color Forbidden Circle.

  In an instant, the entire Blood-colored Forbidden Circle seemed overcrowded.

  "Bang bang bang......"

  "Ding ding ding......"

  A large number of magic and spiritual attacks continued to hit this turtle shell.

  Zhang Heng stared blankly at the scene in front of him, his mind also somewhat puzzled. Could it be that the Blood Killing God Emperor and this turtle had a feud, and wanted to let so many people trample on it?

  However, no matter how the monks present attacked the tortoise shell, they couldn't cause much damage to it.

  "This is an impossible task." Zhang Heng sighed lightly.

  "This turtle and the Dragon Emperor have a blood relationship, I've restricted his cultivation to the foundation building period, you're all helpless against it..." The man's voice suddenly sounded in Zhang Heng's ear, as if responding to Zhang Heng's question.

  Zhang Heng was suddenly enlightened, it turned out that this turtle and the Dragon Emperor had a blood relationship, so they were thrown here by the Blood Killing God Emperor to be trampled.

  "If we can't kill it, why put it here?" Zhang Heng asked with a probing tone.

  "For the sake of 'Huogui', I'll answer you." The voice beside his ear carried a faint sigh.

  Huǒ Guǐ? Zhang Heng was taken aback at first, but then he remembered the mysterious statue that had spoken to him not long ago.

  "This Blood Kill Cave's layout changes according to the cultivator's strength each time they enter. If the person entering has relatively strong power, before even reaching the Blood Kill Temple, there is a chance to trample this mysterious turtle."

  "This is already its fourteenth time being ravaged, but no one has ever been able to kill it..."

  Zhang Heng finally understood the whole story of the event.

  It all boils down to the fact that this Blood Killing God Emperor and the Demon Dragon Emperor have a grudge, but he can't beat him himself, so he doesn't know where he caught a dark turtle and threw it here, letting these low-level cultivators ravage.

  The strength of the three factions of Fangyun Mountain is very weak, and they have entered the cave several times, but it's estimated that they won't have the chance to subdue this turtle anymore. According to Ouyang Tiande's words, at that time, they didn't need to kill the demon beast, and could directly enter the Blood Killing God Temple.

  "Boom boom boom...... ding ding ding......" No matter how the monks attacked, they couldn't cause any significant harm to this mysterious turtle.

  "Just a foundation stage tortoise, yet it has such terrifying defensive power." Zhang Heng secretly felt shocked.

  I don't know what my defense will be like when I reach the second level of transformation.

  "Then who are you?" Zhang Heng couldn't help but curiously ask.

  He Yixiu beside him also noticed Zhang Heng's abnormality, but didn't ask much and carefully observed Zhang Heng's every move.

  "Who am I? You'll find out soon enough." The voice said with an air of mystery.

  Zhang Heng thought that since Blood Kill Emperor challenged the Demon Dragon Emperor, he had never come back. This "person" should not be the real Blood Kill Emperor.

  After another half-hour of attack, although there were many shallow wounds on the turtle shell of the mysterious turtle, it was still far from being killed.

  "Is it considered killing it if I knock it out of the bloody kill zone?" Zhang Heng couldn't help but ask again.

  "It doesn't count." The voice was laced with a hint of cunning, "This Dark Turtle cannot be completely killed in the Blood Kill Cave Mansion, I'll keep it to torment the next batch of cultivators."

  Zhang Heng couldn't help but feel depressed, it seemed he didn't have much of a chance either.

  This "person" uses Xianbao as a temptation, just to let the cultivators trample this black turtle severely.

  He had originally intended to rely on his own abnormal physical strength, perhaps he could beat the mysterious turtle out of the Blood Color Forbidden Circle, but the other party denied this method, and he was helpless.

  "We give up!" Several panting monks walked out of the blood-colored forbidden circle.

  "Senior brother, why don't you come out and take a rest too?" Mu Xuan said to Nan Ming.

  Nan Ming looked at the mysterious turtle with a reluctant gaze and walked out of the Blood-colored Forbidden Circle.

  Li Hong's face didn't look good either, seeing Nan Ming come out, he had no choice but to give up.

  Whoosh! The rest of the cultivators also walked out of the blood-colored forbidden circle, their eyes fixed on the mysterious turtle, revealing expressions of greed, helplessness, and unwillingness.

  At this moment, the voice of that man sounded again: "You are the largest group of monks to have caused harm to Xuan Gui in history..."

  All the masters quieted down, and anyone who wasn't a fool would know that the master of this voice and the Blood Kill Emperor must have some kind of relationship.

  Three blood-colored tokens flew out of Zhang Heng's body, while the blood-colored forbidden circle turned into a bloody water, condensing into the third blood-colored token.

  The four tokens have finally gathered together, they are constantly rotating in mid-air and rising continuously.

  "Hiss" Four token blocks suddenly drew a few streams of light and flew towards the giant Blood Kill Light Ring at the top of the Blood Kill Temple.

  The huge blood killing mark on top of the Blood Killing God Temple was constantly rotating with a "humming" sound.

  After the four-sided token descended onto the giant blood ring, it suddenly began to merge.

  Just like usual, these four pieces of jade merged together so easily, forming a blood-red bead.

  A blood bead floated quietly above a massive blood ring, emitting a piercing bloody light that overshadowed the Blood Sun in the sky.

  Under the gaze of many cultivators, the Blood Pearl fell into the center of this massive Blood Ring.

  The huge Blood Kill Mark suddenly shook violently and finally merged into this blood bead.

  The huge bloodstain disappeared in no time.

  The blood bead hovering above the Blood Kill God Temple stopped for a moment, and then a soft bloody light flashed around it.

  After a flash of light, a semi-transparent crimson figure appeared before everyone's eyes.

  The shape of this person is not very fixed, and his body is made up of a special substance, like **, flowing slightly.

  But this man's image was clearly displayed in front of everyone.

  This is a man of about thirty years old, with a face that shows vicissitudes, wearing a blood-colored robe and cloak, with a blood-red bead floating on his hand, and long hair fluttering in the wind.

  Zhang Heng stared at the man intently and found that the man's eyes seemed somewhat familiar.

  Gradually, Fan Xiaobei's dark face suddenly appeared in Zhang Heng's mind, along with those eyes that were full of hatred.

  "The Blood Temple's highest trial has begun......" The man's voice was incredibly low, and if you weren't careful, it would draw you into an endless abyss of vicissitudes.

  The man's eyes casually swept around the monks in the vicinity, and all the monks present had an illusion of being caught off guard.

  Suddenly, he muttered a few words in a low voice, and the semi-transparent crimson figure split into two. One of the crimson figures suddenly disappeared on the spot.

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