Chapter 2 Blood From the Sky

At night, with howling winds, lightning and thunder, tiny raindrops began to fall gently from the night sky, Xiao Chen walked alone on the mountain path.

The cold rain hit his body, making him feel extremely comfortable, and the anger of the day was also washed away by the cold rain.

Immortal Dao Sect, a remote sect in the westernmost part of Tianyue Continent, is also the only sect near Fengyue City. Xiao Chen worshiped Immortal Dao Sect three years ago. The kind master of Immortal Dao Sect couldn't bear this pain and suffering for a young man. To torture is to allow him to join the Immortal Dao Sect, regardless of whether he succeeds or not, give him a chance.

The strong smell of blood is coming out from the Immortal Dao Sect, and a blood mist permeates the entire sect, which lingers for a long time, looking very strange.

"What's going on here? Why is the sky turning red? What's this smell? This...this is blood."

Arriving at the sect of Immortal Dao Sect, under the light of thunder and lightning, Xiao Chen saw the strange blood mist in the sky, and at the same time smelled the smell of blood. Seeing the blood mixed with the rainwater, Xiao Chen was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly He galloped towards Immortal Daozong.

"Boom!"

A bolt of lightning pierced through the void, illuminating the Immortal Daozong in the dark. When you look carefully, there are corpses dripping with blood. It is horrible. All the disciples of the Immortal Daozong were killed. was dyed red.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Chen was suddenly terrified, his face turned pale with a bang, he didn't know what happened, in the blink of an eye, all the disciples of Immortal Dao Sect were dead.

On the square, a middle-aged man was holding a disciple of the Immortal Dao Sect in his hand, and asked indifferently, "Where is Feng Lingyu?"

The middle-aged man was in his early twenties, dressed in a white robe, with long black hair shawl, his face was cold, his eyes were like sharp swords, it was scary to see.

The Immortal Dao Sect disciple didn't answer, but looked at the middle-aged man with a mocking face.

"I asked you where is Fenglingyu?" The middle-aged man asked indifferently, his voice was heavy and full of murderous intent.

The Immortal Dao Sect disciple sneered and said, "Hmph! Who knows!"

The middle-aged man frowned, and quickly pierced the disciple's chest with his right hand, blood spurted out, and the disciple died on the spot.

"Senior Brother Tianming!" Xiao Chen suddenly yelled in horror, his small body was trembling, and his eyes were full of anger, panic, despair, and grief.

"I admire you for not being afraid of death." The middle-aged man said indifferently, without blinking an eye, he threw the disciple's body out like a trash.

Seeing Senior Brother Tianming's body being thrown out, Xiao Chen couldn't help but rushed up angrily, roaring: "Who are you? Why are you doing this? Why?"

The middle-aged man glanced at Xiao Chen indifferently, then sent Xiao Chen flying with a wave of his hand, and said in a cold voice, "So it's a waste without real energy!"

Xiao Chen was already speechless, his chest seemed to be hit by an extremely heavy stone, his mouth was full of blood, and he couldn't even get up.

"Shhhhhh!"

Suddenly, several sounds of piercing the sky sounded, and several figures flashed and appeared on the square of Xiandaozong.

"Did you find Feng Lingyu?" The middle-aged man asked indifferently, looking at the few people who appeared.

One person shook his head and said, "The entire Immortal Dao Sect has been searched, and the whereabouts of Fenglingyu have not been found."

Another person continued to doubt: "In such a remote place, is there really Fenglingyu? This Immortal Dao Sect is just a small sect. That old bastard in Qingyang really has Fenglingyu?"

The middle-aged man's eyes flickered coldly, his eyes were like poisonous snakes, which made people frightened, and he said coldly: "This old stubborn Qingyang would rather pay for the lives of the disciples of the Immortal Dao Sect than hand over the Wind Spirit Jade, hum!"

"This kid seems to be a waste of the Xiao family. When I came here, I saw his portrait. I don't know if this waste knows the whereabouts of Feng Lingyu." One person mocked and laughed, his eyes flashed with disdain.

"Just a piece of trash,

That old bastard Qingyang would not be stupid enough to hand over Feng Lingyu to a waste. "

The middle-aged man didn't change his expression, he glanced coldly at Xiao Chen, then at the large strange blood mist above the Immortal Dao Sect, and then said coldly: "The blood mist in the sky is a bit weird, retreat first, go back and ask for instructions metropolitan."

"How to deal with this waste?" One person pointed at Xiao Chen and said.

"Trash is not qualified to die in my hands." The middle-aged man said coldly, and flew away without looking back.

After the mysterious person left, Xiao Chen's tense nerves were able to relax, and he suddenly knelt on the ground. He had just been insulted by the Yang family during the day, and now that the sect was destroyed again, Xiao Chen was extremely terrified.

Looking at the dead bodies in the square, Xiao Chen burst into tears, his heart was filled with grief, anger, helplessness, and despair, and the ridicule of those mysterious people and many memories of Immortal Dao Sect were constantly playing back in his mind.

Xiao Chen had a dream since he was a child, a dream shared by everyone in the Tianyue Continent, and that was to become the strongest in the world. Even though he was a waste, he still firmly believed in it. After suffering for two years, he has to work harder than his peers and appear more mature and stable.

However, this dream has now been completely shattered. The sudden killing left him at a loss. Even though Xiao Chen was more mature and steady than other people of his age, he still felt terrified in the face of the cruel killing.

Watching the Immortal Dao Sect disciple die in front of him, Xiao Chen felt powerless for the first time in his heart, and it was also the first time that he longed for power so strongly.

"Trash is not qualified to die in my hands!" These words hit Xiao Chen deeply, he couldn't bear such an insult, just because of these words, Xiao Chen was aroused with the heart of revenge.

"Bang bang!"

The heart of revenge became more and more intense, the heartbeat accelerated, and the eyes were filled with boundless murderous intent and anger.

"I want you to pay for this sentence! And the Yang family, I will make you regret it! I want to avenge the dead of the Immortal Dao Sect! I want revenge! Ah!"

Thinking back to those mysterious and mocking words, as well as the Yang family's insult, under the double enormous pressure, Xiao Chen was completely angry, his heart was stabbed like a knife, bleeding, the furious Xiao Chen slammed He raised his head to the sky and screamed, his eyes flashed blood red.

"call out!"

At this moment, over the Immortal Daozong, a strange blood mist swirled at a high speed, forming a huge vortex. In the center of the vortex, a tiny blood-red light fell from the sky and hit Xiao Chen's eyebrows. A strange scene happened. The fog began to be absorbed into the area between Xiao Chen's eyebrows. At this moment, Xiao Chen's entire body emitted a bright blood-red light, and then a suffocating ancient aura permeated out, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Xiao Chen, who was screaming up to the sky due to anger, didn't seem to notice this weird phenomenon, and finally passed out because his body couldn't bear the heavy pressure. At this moment, Xiao Chen's body began to change.

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