Lingwu Continent, Huaxia Realm, Jingzhou, Wudang Mountain.

It was already late and the mountain was windy.

A 16-year-old boy was sitting alone on the hill and practicing martial arts. Beside him was a big green cow from the landlord's family. It was obvious that he was a cowherd, who was practicing martial arts while herding cattle.

Wudang Mountain is one of the fairy mountains in the world. It has a strong martial style. Whether fishermen, woodcutters, farming, or studying, whether they are old, young, women and children, they can all know Wudang Changquan. They have achieved success in their cultivation, even if there is no hope of spiritual cultivation, they can strengthen their bodies and be healthy for a hundred years.

The young man's Wudang Changquan was unwilling tolerate every move and every move. He was already sweating profusely after hitting with one stern look.

The boy cut his fist and examined it.

"My mother's illness is getting worse and worse. What should I do? I must cure my mother's illness..." The boy clenched his fists and looked firmly at Wudang Mountain in the distance in the twilight.

Wudang Mountain, which spans thousands of miles, is a famous spiritual cultivation place on the Lingwu Continent.

The peerless strong man, Emperor Zhenwu, Zhang Sanfeng, suddenly realized the breakthrough in Wudang Mountain, became a powerful man in the Spirit God Realm, and founded the Wudang Sect, which led the Qunlun.

The ultimate goal of cultivating spirits is to transcend the body and become a noble god. It is said that these gods can ascend in the daytime, live forever and be omnipotent.

"I heard from the doctor that my mother was terminally ill, and the human acupuncture and stone decoction was ineffective. Only the spiritual medicines in the spiritual cultivation sect could be saved." The young man's eyes were firm.

"Tomorrow is the day when the spiritual cultivation sect opens the mountain and recruits disciples every three years. The immortals on the mountain will go down the mountain and go to the ten miles and eight villages to select 16-year-old boys to go up the mountain to be disciples." The young man's eyes flashed with hope: "Tomorrow's opening the mountain and choosing disciples is the only life of his mother. For ten years, I have been practicing hard to prepare and I will definitely give it a try."

Then, he laughed at himself: "But his mother was poor, rich and powerful, and his mother was sick for a long time. The family had no money and could not afford to hire a master. He could only practice the Wudang Changquan repeatedly. The eldest son of Master Shen in the village is a famous teacher and a spiritual medicine. He also has to take the exam this time, but I am afraid that my chances are slim."

A trace of pain and helplessness flashed in the boy's eyes.

Fate is so difficult, and only a sigh is taught.

The big green cow raised his head and screamed at the young man.

The boy smiled and said, "Daqing, eat more, I will make another set and go down the mountain."

But Daqing was a little panicked and stood up.

The boy turned around and looked around.

"Well? Why did the sky suddenly become gloomy?"

The sky, which was originally dusk, was as dark as ink.

Only in the west, it was stained like blood.

In the quiet, a blood-red moon slowly jumped.

"Blood Moon Appears!"

The boy exclaimed.

The older generation rumored: "The blood moon appears, the natural disaster changes. The demon stars appear, and the world is in chaos!"

A hundred years ago, the blood moon appeared in the world, and natural disasters continued. The demon stars ravaged the world, massacred the people, created bloody demon rituals, summoned and guided the demon clan army, and appeared in various parts of the Lingwu Continent. The Lingwu Continent was caught in a bloody storm, and humans were almost destroyed, which was called the disaster of apocalypse. Thanks to the Wudang Sect, the true man Zhang Sanfeng, led the human heroes to fight to the death to enter the demon world, and set up 108 seal barriers on the edge of the two realms to prevent the demon clan from invading again. The human heroes such as Zhang Zhenren will never return.

Some people say that the Blood Moon is the place where the demon stars travel through the seal between the two realms and go to the human world, some people say that the Blood Moon is a sign that the demons are urging demons to activate demon magic and hit the seal, and some people say that the Blood Moon can make the blood of the demon stars lurking in the human world boil and the demon power double. In short, the Blood Moon is so circulating that it is so magical, which is the first evil sign in a century.

The color of the blood moon was as stained with blood, and the red weirdness was so strange that Chen Yi looked at it from the bottom of his heart.

The wilderness is vast and the sky is low and the trees are high and the mountains are high and the moon is close to people.

On the top of the huge Wudang Mountain, Chen Yi faced the moon alone in the sky. In his eyes, the blood moon seemed to be close at hand and within reach.

"not good!"

The boy hurriedly pulled the big green bull and wanted to escape down the mountain. Regardless of whether the rumors were true or false, the blood-red moon was so palpitations.

But maybe he was frightened, and Daqingniu screamed in a depressed voice, kneeling on the ground and refused to leave.

The boy was so anxious that he was sweating profusely.

Just as he was helpless, the young man suddenly heard a scream and was running from far to near.

The screaming sound was like the ghost prison wind coming from the Nine Nether Abyss, and like the shrill moan of a demon and ghost in the wild tombs, making people raise a creepy cold air from the depths of the bone marrow, and their hair was about to stand up.

The boy no longer cared about it, kicked the big green cow hard on Daqing's butt, and Daqing ran away. The boy rushed into a hidden rocky bush next to him.

The wind was buzzing, and several figures had reached the top of the mountain, and I didn’t know whether it was a human or a ghost.

The few people didn't say a word or heard a sound, and the air seemed to be stagnant.

The boy held his breath and condensed his breath, and did not dare to let out a breath, for fear of being discovered by these guys.

The blood moon appears as a sign of a very bad disaster. These people, owls, snakes, ghosts, monsters, monsters, wolfs, and wolves. They can’t tell what the origin is, but it’s better to be careful.

With just one stick of incense, someone smiled and said, "Young Master Xue, Lao Huang and Lao Huai have been watching you for several months. Even though you are cunning and wise and have escaped many times, this time it's hard to fly."

This indescribable sound makes people feel bored when they hear it.

The boy couldn't help but be curious, and he opened the grass in front of him and took a look.

These are four things that don’t know whether they are humans or ghosts, three are surrounding one, confronting each other under the blood moon.

An old man with a dull face and a stereotypical tree, a bald man with a hungry and yellow complexion and a turn of eyes, and a man in a black robe was laughing, and he was the one who just spoke.

The Blood Young Master was wearing a long and elegant gown, with a white jade face, a cold star, and a crown and belt, and a slim sliver of the inscription in his hand. The Blood Young Master was smiling in his passionate eyes, as if he did not take the three people in front of him.

He has a elegant character, a handsome and elegant character, as beautiful as a handsome young man in the turbid world. Where can he have the slightest scent of evil spirits?

However, when the boy looked at him, he seemed to have noticed it. His eyes flashed and he looked at the boy in the grass with interest.

The boy met his eyes in the air.

The boy's heart was shocked.

Only when I looked at this bloody young master, did I realize that this elegant young master had red blood eyes under the illumination of the blood moon!

In the blink of an eye, a trace of golden and strange light flowed in it!

With this glance, the boy felt like he was sucked by thunder, and his heart was like a hammer, and he couldn't move!

"Stay in a state of mind! Oh no." The boy was frightened, and no matter how hard he struggled, it was useless.

This bloody young master has discovered himself and has not let him go.

The boy complained secretly.

Only by hoping that these three weirdos can kill the Blood Master, can I have a plan to escape.

The bald man with a hungry face showed his big yellow teeth and silenced: "Young Master Blood, we also know that you have killed several demon stars in recent years and have made a great reputation. But you also know that we demon stars have no choice but to fight and swallow each other on this blood moon night, and only by fighting and swallowing each other can you have a way out. If you want to blame, you blame your reputation for being too famous and the fragments of the demon star are too greedy... Hehe, you have to know your appearance and spit out the demon star pill yourself, and let Lao Huang refine it? You won't die!"

The Blood Young Master was not worth laughing at and said nothing. He just looked at the young man who was desperately trying to move in the grass but couldn't move, as if he was watching ants climbing trees and house sparrows building nests. The golden demon light in his blood pupils was without any mercy.

Seeing that Mr. Blood was not concerned about him and the man in black robe was angry: "Mr. Blood! Don't think that you have extraordinary talent in the power of the demon star, so you can eat all the demon stars! Tonight we have three to one, and there is another sensation of the demon blood boiling, and you are in a disaster! Lao Huang, Lao Huai, killing this kid, each of us has at least one star of the demon power, go up!"

Lao Huang and Lao Huai looked at each other and were eager to try.

With a swish, the Blood Young Master Xiaoxiang fan unfolded, and he smiled lightly, and said slowly: "Three old seniors, everyone is a demon star. He inherits a small number of demonic powers from the Demon Lord, kills each other, and the survival of the weak is a fixed number of fate. On the night of a full moon for 3 months, he killed and swallowed three demon generals in the lower three-star demon generals, and the tree attracts wind and becomes the target of public criticism. However, my demon star superpower can only be swallowed by one person. You three have agreed who will swallow it?"

He finished speaking leisurely, opened the fan, glanced at the three of them, smiling without saying a word.

Lao Huai, Lao Huang and the man in black robe looked at each other and couldn't answer.

It seems that although the situation is forced to join forces, the three of them are still in a turmoil and each has its own plans.

The boy hated the three of them to be stupid. This was clearly a provocation and delaying strategy. How could he not see through it? He also rushed forward to kill this person, so he could also get rid of his body and take the opportunity to escape.

The Blood Young Master's smile became more and more mysterious.

The numb old locust suddenly spoke.

His voice was as dry and rough as old tree bark, and there was no trace of water in it: "Kill first... and then divide!"

"Yes! You can't try to sow discord with me!" The man in black robe suddenly woke up, laughed strangely, jumped up, and grabbed the bloody young master.

The boy could see clearly that under the bloody moonlight, the man's hands were as sharp as a night oar, as sharp as a knife, as dark as ink, and his sharpness emitted a faint luster, but there was no sound of breaking the wind. His skills were unfathomable, and his moves were strange, his body movements were strange, and he was indescribable.

Old Huang raised his head and grew his mouth. He took a deep breath of the clear mountain wind. His eyes were red and terrifying. There were waves of snoring sounds in his mouth, and he was so squirting out a stream of liquid!

This liquid is like yellow phlegm, or mucus, and shot at the Blood Young Master like a powerful crossbow. It must be no good thing.

The old locust didn't say a word, but the young man heard the sound of sizzling through the soil. He looked down at the old locust's feet and felt a little creepy. It turned out that the old locust's feet had actually reached into the cracks of the rocks underground and disappeared.

"It's a demon!" The young man was shocked: "These guys are all big demons!"

In the Lingwu Continent, the spiritual cultivation sects emerged. As an evil enemy, the demon was killed by the spiritual cultivation person and could only hide in the poor mountains and rivers. It was extremely rare in the world. Unexpectedly, on this blood moon night, the four demons actually dared to go to the top of Wudang Mountain. It was really strange.

But it seems that they are different from ordinary monsters. What about demons, demon stars, and demon stars... Shen Yi has never heard of demons that they must swallow each other and increase their skills.

These four guys, under the bath of Blood Moon, each of them had red eyes and were very fierce. Could it be that they had anything to do with Blood Moon?

The bloody young master looked at the three old monsters and attacked them together. His eyes were calm, but there was still a hint of mockery on the corner of his mouth.

But he remained unmoved.

The boy was surprised, but he was delighted at the same time.

Such a demon is better if he dies, and it is best to die together.

The acid liquid that Lao Huang vomited came first, and it had already ejaculated in front of the Blood Young Master!

The man in black robe shouted loudly, the eagle rose and the harrier fell, and instantly the iron claws pinched the bloody young master's neck.

Just two loud bangs were heard, and two sharp tree roots suddenly emerged from the ground and pierced into the bloody young master's body like a poisonous snake!

Three arrows were fired at once, and three moves were hit at once.
Chapter completed!