In the cave, Chen Yuan was also dumbfounded on the spiritual leaf boat.

Seeing it with your own eyes, the entire cave heaven seemed to have passed thousands of years in an instant, and it quickly decayed and turned into a barren mountain and wilderness.

This is a real wilderness.

The plants and trees all withered into ashes, and the spiritual energy is not present at all.

Is this sucked dry?

Just destroy the cave heaven.

Awesome, awesome.

At this time, the others and the demons were also stunned.

Is this Qingqiu Cave Heaven?

Where is the spiritual energy?

What about those elixirs?

Nothing is gone, nothing is gone.

What's the point of staying here?

This is worse than the world, at least there is green in the world.

Especially the Blood Demon Cult.

An old man's face was so gloomy that he was about to drip out of water.

The Blood Demon Cult's thousand-year plan has failed?

How do you explain this to the boss above?

However, soon he realized that it was a bit too early to think about this now.

A monster covered in white hair appeared in front of him.

Seeing the white-haired monster, the old man tightened his heart, then showed a flattering smile, bent down and lowered his head: "Gourmet to the Supreme Immortal."

"Don't talk nonsense, I offer you the magic weapon of the Blood Demon Sect. On behalf of God, I will forgive you."

The old man twitched his lips and said dryly, "Supreme Immortal, I, a master of the Immortal Spirit, has a clone in the human world to practice. Can you give him a little face?"

The white-haired monster sneered: "Even if Deng Yin is here, do you think he dares to reject me?"

The old man's pupils suddenly shrank and he was shocked.

Deng Yin, that is the founder of the Blood Demon Sect.

Is this monster with no origin actually from the same era as the ancestor?

Then how strong should it be?

The old man felt bitter in his heart and felt a huge pressure.

"Don't talk nonsense, take it out, or will I punish you on behalf of the heaven?" The white-haired monster was not polite.

The old man pursed his lips and lowered his head: "I, the Blood Demon Sect, are willing to offer the magic weapon of luck."

After saying that, the old man waved his hand and a blood-red awl-shaped crystal appeared.

The white-haired monster collected it without hesitation, and a force was sent out from the token in his body. The crystal instantly collapsed and turned into powder.

The old man suddenly groaned, blood spilled out of the corners of his mouth, but he suffered a backlash and was seriously injured.

However, the old man also breathed a sigh of relief.

Although I have lost my luck, the entire Qingqiu Cave Heaven has now become a wasteland. So what if I have luck? It’s useless. It’s better to keep a useful body.

The white-haired monster took away his luck and disappeared instantly, obviously he was confident in his words.

But then, a man appeared in front of the old man out of thin air and grinned: "Is the boss of the Blood Demon Cult?"

The old man was stunned and said with a look of ugly expression: "Who are you?"

"Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Chen Yuan. Well, I have a master named Zhou Feng. Do you know him?" Chen Yuan smiled, but his eyes became colder and colder.

Although I have never told Zhou Feng and have no name for master and apprentice, I have obtained martial arts from Guandi Temple and various help from Zhou Feng, but there are actually master and apprentice.

Now Zhou Feng has been killed, and there are no personal disciples, and no disciples have taken revenge.

Then Chen Yuan had the obligation to seek justice for him.

The old man immediately looked at Chen Yuan coldly and said, "So you are Chen Yuan. Why? Do you want to avenge Zhou Feng?"

Chen Yuan said: "Yes, is there any problem?"

The old man said: "Yes, actually Zhou Feng..."

Halfway through, the old man suddenly rushed towards Chen Yuan, covered with blood-red light, looking like a blood-colored shadow.

This is the Blood Shadow Magical Art of the Blood Demon Sect. After it turns into a Blood Shadow, it can seize people's qi and blood and kill people invisibly.

Faced with this magical power that specializes in martial arts, Chen Yuan was prepared and was not afraid at all. He directly punched the blood shadow.

This punch was strong, and after the punch was released, the void made a dull sound.

The next moment, the old man with blood shadow suddenly stopped, and a hole appeared in his chest.

After looking at the hole, he looked at Chen Yuan again. The old man said in shock and angrily: "How is it possible, the body of blood shadow, how can you be hurt by you!"

Chen Yuan smiled: "After knowing the Blood Demon Sect, I have studied you specifically. Indeed, the Blood Shadow Divine Art not only restrains martial arts, but also has an immune effect on many magics, which is very difficult to deal with. But it is not without things that restrain you, such as the Hundred Steps Divine Fist!"

"Just, mere martial arts skills, it's impossible to hurt me." The old man was furious.

Chen Yuan didn't say anything, and stomped his feet and the ground trembled. The next moment, his figure disappeared and appeared next to the old man with blood shadow.

But the old man with blood shadow flashed and appeared elsewhere.

However, this was a muffled bang, and the old man with blood shadow screamed, landing on the ground, and the blood light on his body could no longer be maintained.

Chen Yuan withdrew his hand and said with a smile: "Everyone has said the Hundred Steps Divine Fist. I'm not a melee battle, why don't you believe it?"

The old man looked pale and stared at Chen Yuan with resentful eyes.

"Boy, I am just a Golden Pill Master of the Blood Demon Sect. If you kill me, there will be a more powerful expert to seek revenge on you. At that time, you will know what the real Blood Shadow Magic Power is."

Chen Yuan looked down at the old man and said calmly: "Don't worry, it won't take long, there will be no Blood Demon Sect in this entire world. Unfortunately, you don't have the chance to see it."

After the words came, Chen Yuan walked over, squatted down, grabbed the old man's neck with one hand, clenched his fist with the other, and smashed him hard on the head, punching, punching, punching.

It was very rhythmic, and soon, the old man's head was smashed into a stone pit, and his face was beyond recognition.

call!

"First." After letting go of the cold old man, Chen Yuan stood up, feeling the depression in his heart, and finally vented a little, with a smile on his face.

"There are dozens of other disciples of the Blood Demon Sect here." The white-haired monster appeared next to Chen Yuan and spoke.

"Catch it, take it back, and beat it slowly." Chen Yuan said with a smile.

“Good idea.”

Not long after, Chen Yuan left with the white-haired monster.

A desolate cave was left behind, where even a single grass could not be planted in the future.

Even the cave heaven that has lost its magical artifact will slowly collapse and eventually disappear.

If you want to survive, you can only leave.

But avoiding the cave heaven for hundreds or thousands of years is equivalent to isolating the human world. No one in the demons in the cave heaven can leave except the fox clan. If they leave, they will be punished by heaven. It has nothing to do with cultivation, and that is a punishment for defectors.

Go outside the Qingqiu Cave Heaven.

Chen Yuan found that a large group of people were blocking the door, all of whom were practitioners, and many of them were not weak in their cultivation.

Leading are a group of old Taoists, old nuns, old men and old ladies.

Each of them is far and wide and has extraordinary temperament.

"Chen Yuan, do you know what you did? What impact will your behavior have on the world?" A man spoke. Chen Yuan knew this person, and he was the old man from the inner court who had traded with him once.

Chen Yuan looked around everyone and looked at the white-haired monster.

The white-haired monster understood the power of the gods and directly drove the power of the heavenly punishment. The next moment, dark clouds gathered and instantly covered dozens of miles. In the dark clouds, lightning and thunder and suppressed breath changed greatly.

At this time, Chen Yuan spoke: "Don't use great principles to suppress me. What is wrong with the world of cultivation has nothing to do with the world? Don't think too much about yourself. Haha, it's funny. I used to think it's good, even if I can't get along with you, it doesn't matter. It's okay to be at peace. I, Chen Yuan, are not an evil heretic, and each goes their own way. What's the matter? What's the pity!"

Chen Yuan sighed, "Why force me? Do you want to be ashamed of others? You want to take what you can't get, and you want to destroy what you can't get? Is this what people do? Especially Senior Zhou Feng, what did he do wrong? What qualifications do you have to deprive him of his life? Shouldn't a human life be higher than anything else?"

Chen Yuan looked around all the practitioners coldly.

Since it has appeared, it is obviously not the powerful boss behind the scenes, but they all have status and status.

But you are late. Now I am no longer relying on a strong man of fairy level, but the punishment of heaven above my head.

"No one could predict what Zhou Feng is doing. This is an accident. You cannot harm the entire world of cultivation because of an accident. Do you know how many innocents are there? How dare you do this? Destroy the cave heaven? This is the inheritance of the world of cultivation. You are so sinful." An old Taoist priest glared at Chen Yuan, his eyes as if he wanted to eat him.

Chen Yuan sneered: "Don't put a hat on me, what's wrong with the world of cultivation? The world of cultivation is awesome? You can kill people without breaking the law in the world of cultivation? Are you crazy? You still have sins, you are so sinful."

"you!"
To be continued...