C10 Ghost Flies of Purple Gold

Even if a Mage Realm expert was suppressed after entering the Ten Thousand Devil Cave, they still possessed the strength of a peak Spirit Condensation cultivator. Furthermore, they had rich battle experience, so who could contend against them?

Thus, when they heard the middle-aged mage's words, although they were unwilling, they had no choice but to compromise.

If they continued onward, perhaps there would be a chance for them to survive. If they left now, the only way out would be death.

With two mages leading the way and a compass guiding the way, they did not encounter any great danger along the way. After killing two early stage Soul Condensation demons, they arrived at a valley that was covered in a bloody mist.

When Zhou Qing saw it, he thought to himself, "The blood mist is sealed here. The air is mixed with the Qi, which is able to prevent Spiritual Sense from probing. There is a faint fragrance coming from the mist. This is where the True Molten Blood Lotus grows."

A cold wind blew, and layers of ripples appeared on the blood mist, as if there was some terrifying demon hiding inside.

"You, go in!" The two mages looked at each other, the Black Demon roared, and pointed at a cultivator.

This blood fog was very strange. How could that person dare to go? For a moment, he was afraid and did not dare to step forward.

The Black Fiend became furious and said with a sneer, "You bunch of ants dare to go against my grandfather's wishes. Do you really not know your place?"

As he spoke, his hand descended and a dense amount of spiritual energy instantly gathered, turning the cultivator into meat paste.

Everyone was stunned.

Who would have thought that the Black Fiend would actually dare to make a move and kill the cultivators that came along with them? Could it be that they were not afraid of the punishment from the Thousand An Merchant Guild?

This was equivalent to openly provoking the authority of the company!

"Just who are you people? Aren't you afraid that the company will cause trouble for you? "

When he regained his senses, a Soul Condensation cultivator immediately roared in rage. He took out the magic mirror to record the scene before him.

The magic mirror was an essential tool for every Demon Hunter. It could be used to record the type and quantity of demon they killed. Naturally, it could be used to record the evil deeds of the Black Fiend and the others.

The Black Demon looked at the magic mirror in the cultivator's hand and sneered: "Are you courting death?"

The two of them were at the end of their lifespan. If they didn't break through, they could only wait for death.

Now that he could easily get his hands on the True Blood Lotus, how could he possibly waste time talking to these ants?

If these people weren't useful, he would have already killed them all with a slap.

Once the Black Fiend's words left his mouth, everyone's heart sank to the bottom. Now that they were at the mercy of others, they were like fish on a chopping block. Other than obeying orders, they had no other choice.

In the crowd, Zhou Qing sighed in his heart, "Along the way, weren't these two's attitudes clear?" There are actually people who think that this team is fair! "

"You! Go and scout ahead!"

Seeing that no one dared to resist, Black Demon laughed and pointed at the Soul Formation cultivator.

The cultivator trembled in fear, but he didn't dare to retort. He could only resign himself to his fate and step into the blood mist.

"Everyone else, follow me!"

After several breaths of time, seeing that the person did not encounter any danger, the Black Fiend immediately ordered.

Zhou Qing stepped out of the crowd and was the first to step into the blood mist.

As soon as Zhou Qing entered, he felt a dense, dark aura and the temperature was much lower than it was in the outside world. If it was a normal person, they would have already been frozen into an ice sculpture.

Even though everyone had a high cultivation base, they were still shivering at this moment. Their hair and eyebrows were filled with ice crystals.

After walking for two to three miles, everyone heard the sound of flowing water and sped up. After walking for a few dozen steps, they saw a pool of blood in the fog. It took up half of the ground and looked like a crescent moon.

The surface of the Blood Moon Pond was covered by a layer of clouds. Wisps of steam rose from within it, completely covering the Pond of Blood. The only difference was that it wasn't as thick as the blood mist; one could just barely see a few things.

"True Blood Lotus!"

Someone cried out in alarm. Pointing at a blood-red lotus in the pond, he cried out.

"Hmm? It really is the True Blood Lotus! "

The two mages looked at each other, their eyes burning.

"You, go and harvest the True Blood Lotus!"

The black fiend sneered, pointed at a cultivator, and commanded.

The cultivator that was called out shivered all over, his expression extremely unsightly. He wanted to reject them, but when he remembered the methods of the two mages, he could only brace himself and advance.

Weng! *

Just as he took two steps forward, he heard the sound of wings flapping. A black dot suddenly shot out of the pool and rushed in front of the cultivator, drilling into his eyes.

Ah!

The cultivator screamed as his fingers dug into his eyes, trying to dig out that thing. However, in the next moment, his entire body spasmed and he collapsed onto the ground.

Boom!

The entire pool began to boil as if it had been boiled.

The big ones were half a meter long while the small ones were like green beans. They crowded in the narrow space above the water's surface. Just a glance at them would cause one's scalp to tingle and make them have the urge to turn around and leave.

"The Purple Golden Ghost Flies enjoy living in groups, and there is even a King of Flies amongst them, its strength comparable to the peak of the Spirit Condensation realm! They are a kind of terrifying fiendish demon, and if they were to swarm over, it is enough to instantly reduce one's bones to dust. "

When Zhou Qing saw these ghost flies, he immediately thought back to his family's ancient records.

The two mages looked grim as they stared at the flies. The Black Demon shouted, "Everyone, don't panic. If anyone leaves at this time, don't blame me for being impolite!"

Everyone stood in their original spot and heard the Black Demon's words. They were momentarily in a dilemma as they did not know what to choose.

The Black Fiend ignored the crowd. After saying those words of deterrence, it began to stare fixedly at the pool of water.

Coo, coo …

Huge bubbles appeared on the surface of the pond again. The moment the bubbles burst, two ten-foot-long, purplish-gold insects with sinister mouths and six wings that shook the sky suddenly appeared.

The Ghost Fly King!

The moment they appeared, the two fly kings immediately flapped their wings and charged towards the group.

"Everyone attack together. These flies are only at the Spirit Opening Realm. With your strength, it's enough to deal with them!"

Hei Sha shouted coldly. Before he could finish his sentence, he had already rushed towards a Purple gold fly.

When he arrived in front of the ghost fly, he suddenly took out a three inch long light blue talisman. He injected his spiritual energy into it and tossed it into the air.

When the eighteen bolts of lightning fell from the sky, it was filled with flashes of lightning, causing smoke to rise from the bodies of the many Violet Gold Ghost Flies, causing them to fall onto the ground.

The Ghost Fly King was not prepared for this, how could he have expected the Black Demon to do this. The Black Demon had already rushed forward before he could even react. The Samadhi True Fire and Thunder Palm landed heavily on its body at the same time.

Since the Black Fiend and the others dared to come here, they must have made preparations. Zhou Qing, who was not far away, secretly thought that the two of them were probably going to go all out.

Weng! *

The Ghost Fly King shrieked, and the other Ghost Fly King immediately charged over. Its six wings flapped, bringing up waves of demonic wind, and the surrounding fog shrouded over, enveloping the Black Demon.

As for the other cultivators, they began to battle with the other ghost flies.

These things did not have an intelligence of their own, they only knew how to act based on instinct, and were very tricky to deal with.

A few of them were even more powerful. If it weren't for the other Spirit Condensation experts blocking the way, just these Spirit Opening Cultivators would have already been eaten by them.

Only the middle-aged mage remained motionless, staring at the True Blood Lotus in the pool, not knowing what to do.

With a slash of his sword, a Ghost Fly was sliced in half. Zhou Qing's left hand, hidden within his sleeves, emerged, and complicated symbols flashed.

A corpse ghost that he had controlled earlier slipped through the fog and went around to the other side of the blood pool. It quietly entered the water and snuck towards the True Blood Lotus.

Corpse spirits were dead creatures with no aura fluctuations. In this demonic aura filled area, they were like fishes in water. Whether it was the ghost flies or the middle-aged mage, neither of them noticed the corpse ghost in the water.

However, at this time, a cold and emotionless gaze swept over them. Without waiting for the zombie ghost to react, its body exploded into a puddle of black water that melted into the pool of blood.

In the distance, Zhou Qing's face turned ugly. He hadn't thought that there would be a King of Demonic Flies hidden within this pool of blood.

He knew in his heart that this was the best chance. If he hesitated any longer and the battle ended in victory, it would be almost impossible for him to snatch the Solidified Blood Lotus.

He looked as if he was struggling. He gritted his teeth and decided, "I'm going to give it my all. At worst, I'll just die. I got my life back, so what's there to be afraid of?"

Without the True Blood Lotus to reconstruct one's meridians, even if one obtained the Blood Bodhi technique, it was completely useless. Even if one escaped unscathed, they only had a few months to live.

With that in mind, the three hundred whirlpools of spirit energy in his body exploded, increasing his speed to the maximum as he charged towards the blood pool.

Buzz buzz …

Noticing Zhou Qing's actions, the group of Violet Gold Ghost Flies immediately became restless. Like a tornado, they madly rushed towards him.

"Get lost!"

The King of Demonic Flies was not a match for him, but these ordinary ghost flies were at most equivalent to the Spirit Driving Stage. If they dared to stand in front of him, wouldn't that just be like a mantis trying to block a chariot?

The sword light cut through the air as he performed a set of sword moves, tearing the dozen or so ghost flies in front of him into pieces.

Weng! *

As Zhou Qing approached, the King of Demonic Flies in the water seemed to sense the threat and immediately released a terrifying aura. It rushed out of the blood pool, staring at Zhou Qing with its cold eyes, and charged directly at him.

Facing this terrifying Ghost Fly King, Zhou Qing did not dare to waste any time. The moment he saw the other party, he immediately retreated towards the shore.

Everyone cried out in alarm. Looking at the giant ghost fly on the surface of the water that was three zhang long, they couldn't help but be shocked.

This King of Demonic Flies was probably about to break through to the Spirit Realm!