Zhang Heng and He Yixiu flew all the way low, and soon caught up with more than a dozen people from Dutian Castle who had left before.

"Miss He Yixiu!" these people shouted in surprise.

Du Pengfei came forward and said enthusiastically: "Miss He, have you beaten back that Nan Ming?"

He Yixiu's tone seemed calm: "No, he defeated us."

Du Peng smiled awkwardly, moved his eyes to Zhang Heng, and looked surprised on his face.

At this moment, Zhang Heng used the image of Zhao Yun of the Three Kingdoms. He was mighty but elegant, and he was definitely a common existence for both men and women.

"This is..." Although Du Peng had met Zhang Heng, he obviously did not recognize Zhang Heng's true identity.

"I, Zhao Yun." Zhang Heng said three words in a powerful way, looking straight ahead, as if he didn't see Du Peng and others in his eyes.

When Du Peng saw Zhang Heng's image and the faint aura on his body, he felt that the other party was definitely not an ordinary person. He said in a slightly complimentary tone: "My name is Du Peng, I hope I can discuss the magic with you in the future."

Zhang Heng couldn't help but despise himself, and was discussing magic again. When this guy met Zhao Rui last time, he also discussed some magic and fooled that guy Zhao Rui.

"Okay." Zhang Heng decided to play the image of Zhao Yun well. Maybe after entering the temple, he could still show his power with this image.

He Yixiu's eyes were always on Zhang Heng's face. He didn't know what he was thinking, but suddenly said to the monks of Dutian Castle around him: "This fellow Taoist Zhao is the helper I invited. After entering the temple, everyone should also listen to his orders."

"Yes." More than a dozen monks from Dutian Castle promised repeatedly, but only a trace of jealousy flashed in Du Peng's eyes, but they quickly returned to peace.

He Yixiu asked Zhang Heng to put on a purple robe unique to the Universe Castle, staring at the mighty Zhang Heng not far away, and secretly exclaimed in his heart.

There was nothing wrong with it all the way, and more than a dozen people, including Zhang Heng, flew low to the direction of the Blood Kill Temple.

"Miss He, we are more than twenty miles away from the Blood Killing Temple."

A sophisticated monk in a purple robe flew over from a distance.

He Yixiu asked: "Have Senior Brother Shi Lei and other monks gathered there?"

"There were more than a dozen people gathered next to the temple." The monk's face looked slightly ugly.

"A dozen people? In addition to us, there are only more than 30 people in total. The rest of them may have encountered unexpected problems." He Yixiu's tone was plain, as if she didn't feel much about the dead people.

Du Peng said a little angrily: "It must be the people from Bixue Xiangyun Sect who did it. It is difficult for the monks from Fang Yunshan to pose any threat to us."

Although there are only ten people in Bixue Xiangyun Sect, there are many cutting-edge masters among them, and they are extremely lethal.

He Yixiu said unmovedly: "It is not necessarily all done by Bixue Xiangyun Sect. There are many taboos in this cave. If you are not careful, you will die. Moreover, Fang Yunshan also has a few hidden masters..."

Under the leadership of the experienced monk, more than a dozen people were no longer worried about taking the wrong path, and the speed also accelerated a little.

After flying for a while, a purple-red building gradually appeared in front of him.

"That's the Blood Killing Temple." A monk said excitedly.

It was so far away that a heart-pounding killing aura came from this purple temple.

"Buzz Buzz" As the monks approached, a special volatility gradually came.

Using a spiritual eye technique to himself, Zhang Heng clearly saw the full picture of the Blood Killing Temple.

This Blood Killing Temple is much smaller than I thought, covering an area of ​​about a few hundred square meters. The entire temple is purple-red, and the top of the temple is slightly sharp.

Above the top of the temple, a huge blood ring was spinning constantly, making a "buzzing" sound, and an astonishing murderous aura came.

This is a huge blood-killing mark!

Zhang Heng compared it with the blood killing mark on his head and found that the two were almost exactly the same, but they were only of different sizes.

There are also several lifelike huge statues around the Blood Kill Temple. These statues have different shapes, including humanoid creatures and birds like giant eagles.

These statues give Zhang Heng a feeling that they are alive.

As we keep getting closer, we can occasionally see other monks on the way.

"Miss He!" At this moment, more than a dozen Dutian Castle monks in purple clothes were welcomed from the opposite side.

The leader is a calm young man, and his cultivation has reached the foundation-building stage!

"Senior Brother Shi Lei, you have not encountered any accidents here, right?" He Yixiu asked.

This young man named Shi Lei had no other expression on his face and his voice was loud and steady: "We have killed some monks from Fang Yunshan here, and with the monsters he killed before, everyone has obtained more than three blood kill marks."

He Yixiu heard this and looked back at the dozen people behind him: "You have all gathered three blood killing marks, right?"

Du Peng said repeatedly: "When we were on the Blood Killing Plain, we worked together to kill many second-level monsters, and now everyone has three Blood Killing Marks."

He Yixiu nodded slightly.

"I haven't gathered three blood killing marks yet..." A weak voice came over.

When everyone saw that this person was the experienced monk who was leading the way just now. They saw that there were only two blood killing marks on the head of the experienced monk.

"Zhao is still missing a bloody mark." Zhang Heng's voice was filled with a masculinity like an iron-blooded soldier, attracting everyone's eyes.

"You're one too?" He Yixiu noticed two bloody marks on Zhang Heng's head.

Before Zhang Heng came to the temple, he didn't care about the blood killing mark on his head. When he wanted to kill a few Qi Refining cultivators, he would be able to win.

"Who is this fellow Taoist?" Shi Lei also noticed Zhang Heng's existence, and a light flashed through his eyes.

"My name is Zhao Yun." Zhang Heng confronted him without giving in, and his body also emitted a faint aura.

A handsome face with a sharp edge is elegant, and at the same time it is also majestic, just like a peerless master who can dominate the world while chatting and laughing.

Everyone present was shocked by Zhang Heng's style.

"What a Zhao Yun." Shi Lei's eyes lit up and he looked at Zhang Heng a little more.

He Yixiu gave Zhang Heng a blank look, and then ordered three or four monks to help the experienced monks try to seize the blood-killing mark together, and instructed: "Don't oppose the monks of Bixue Xiangyun Sect, go and find the monks of Fang Yunshan."

"Yes." The monks responded in unison and flew quickly to the distance.

"Brother Zhao, with your cultivation level, I shouldn't need to find someone to help you, right?" He Yixiu faced Zhang Heng, and his beautiful eyes blinked in front of Zhang Heng's eyes.

Zhang Heng was unmoved. He already understood that He Yixiu's veil could allow others to see his appearance according to the owner's wishes.

"Just go, come." Zhang Heng left a sentence and flew away. After a while, he used the Fengxing technique and his figure disappeared into the air.

"Miss He, can he do it alone? If you meet a cultivator from Bixue Xiangyun Sect..." a female cultivator asked with some concern.

"No need to worry." He Yixiu glanced at the female cultivator thoughtfully.

After a while, Zhang Heng sneaked to the vicinity of the Blood Kill Temple and observed the terrifying temple full of endless killing.

There seems to be no door for entry and exit around the temple, and the most eye-catching thing is naturally these four lifelike giant statues.

The four statues emitted a breath of killing and destruction, which made people frightened, and all monks dared not approach this place.

These four statues must contain some taboos, and once touched, it will cause unpredictable results.

At the same time, Zhang Heng also remembered a rule announced when he first entered the cave:

"The Blood Killing Temple in the center of the cave contains items left by the Blood Killing God Emperor to those who are destined to be. You need to obtain the four-way token to open the Blood Killing Cave..."

Sifang Token? Is it just to kill these four terrifying monsters that seem to be resurrected at any time?

Judging from the aura coming from these four huge statues, it seems that it has surpassed the foundation building period.

In other words, many monks will be enemies of monks who are comparable to those in the Kaling Stage.

Among the monks present, how many can withstand the attack of the monks in the Killing Dan stage?

After leaving the Blood Killing Temple for a few hundred meters away, Zhang Heng began to search around.

He wanted to find a lonely monk to obtain a blood killing mark.

At this moment, two monks, a man and a woman, walked from here in the distance.

Zhang Heng looked closely and found that it was Zhao Rui and Luo Ningxue.

"Senior Sister Luo, do you think we can meet Senior Brother Tang?" Zhao Rui asked with a frown.

Luo Ningxue smiled with a smile and said softly: "If he wants to see you, he will appear next..."

...

Zhang Heng sighed lightly, left them far away, and searched in another direction.

After sneaking for a while, I met a cultivator in the middle stage of Qi refining in a small wood.

In the middle stage of Qi Refining? Zhang Heng couldn't help but be stunned.

Since entering the Blood Killing Cave, it has been rare to see such a weak cultivator.

When he walked in, he recognized this son, which turned out to be the Wangyuan of Xianyun Sect.

Wang Yuan's fat body leaned against a tree, and his head was slightly lowered.

Although there was no grudge between him and this son, Zhang Heng decided to attack him.

Zhang Heng slowly sneaked towards him...
Chapter completed!