But at this time.
Dai Mobai Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw a looming Small Town appearing in the mountain forest below.
The Small Town is hidden in the folds of a mountain, and is only the size of a palm when viewed from a high altitude.
The dusty roofs were crowded together, a few wisps of thin white smoke came out of the chimneys, and a few narrow streets and the figures of people walking back and forth on the streets could be vaguely seen.
If you don't look down from a specific angle, you can't find it at all.
You know, this place is covered with mountains and forests for thousands of miles.
Such an unexpected Small Town made Dai Mobai immediately think of Slaughter City in the original work!
"In this situation, we can only treat the dead horse as a live doctor!"
Thinking in my mind, Dai Mobai instantly switched to Blood Prison Demon Tiger Martial Soul.
The Soul Ring under his feet instantly turned scarlet, and three blood-colored Soul Rings spun rapidly under his feet, and the dark red light enveloped his entire body.
The moment Soul Power surged, he had already used Blood Escape regardless of the cost.
The blood surged on the surface of the body for a moment, and the whole person turned into a bloody rainbow light, piercing towards the Small Town below.
But even if Blood Escape's speed is thousands of miles in an instant.
Dai Mobai was still rubbed by the tip of the golden sword.
The golden sword tip came after him from behind. Although he had urged Blood Escape with all his strength, the Angel's Judgment sword tip came too fast.
He only had time to turn his body, and the tip of the sword grazed his left shoulder.
A small piece of the shoulder blade was cut off, the skin and flesh rolled up, and blood spurted out like a punctured water bag, exploding a cloud of blood mist in the air.
Severe pain exploded from his shoulder, his vision went dark for a moment, and he could hardly hold on Martial Soul.
The bloody rainbow light trembled and fell, smashing into Small Town crookedly, plowing a shallow furrow on the street, and finally stopped when it hit the wall of a house.
A big hole was knocked out of the house wall, and broken bricks and wooden beams were crushed down.
Dai Mobai crawled out of the ruins. Blood was still pouring out from the wound on his left shoulder, dyeing half of his robe dark red.
He ignored the pain and rushed into the only street of Small Town dragging his seriously injured body.
The houses on both sides of the street are low and dilapidated, with dim light coming from the windows.
Follow the clues in your memory.
Dai Mobai dragged his heavy steps and found the Bar.
It's at the end of the street, with a small front. There's a picture of a wine glass crookedly painted on the sign. The wood of the sign has cracked, and it's barely nailed to the top of the door frame with two iron nails.
He pushed open the wooden door, and the door panel hit the wall with a loud bang.
Bar There are more than a dozen people sitting inside, some are men and some are women, and they all have fierce faces.
Hearing the door knock, everyone's eyes turned around. More than a dozen pairs of eyes were fixed on Dai Mobai, with unabashed scrutiny and greed.
A bald, strong man even licked his lips and his hand had already touched the handle of the knife under the table.
Don't give those people in Bar a chance to react.
The third Soul Ring at the feet of Dai Mobai has lit up.
Blood Demon Flame activated instantly, igniting the blood in these people's bodies.
Bloody flames rushed out of the pores of these people.
The bald man had just pulled out the knife halfway when flames came out from between his fingers. He lowered his head and glanced down. Before he could realize what it was, his whole hand had been burned into a charred dead branch.
He opened his mouth to shout, but flames surged out of his throat, blocking his screams. In a few breaths, his whole body burned into a human-shaped candle, and then collapsed into a pile of ashes.
Some people just stood up and wanted to run. Before they even took two steps, flames jumped up from the soles of their feet and burned all the way up their trouser legs, engulfing their whole bodies in an instant.
Screams came and went, but they only lasted a few breaths.
A dozen people in the entire Bar were burned to ashes in an instant.
The wine table, chairs, and floor were all scorched black and cracked by the high temperature of the flames.
The wine evaporated completely in the high temperature, and the glass bottle exploded. The fragments were blown out by the heat wave and embedded in the wall.
The air was filled with the pungent smell of burnt wine and alcohol, which was so strong that it was choking.
Streams of bloody light flew out from the ashes.
The blood is rich and thick, and every trace of it carries the Soul Power and Blood Qi of these people's lives.
They rose from the ashes, like iron filings attracted by a magnet, and all of them sank into Dai Mobai's body.
Warm energy poured into the meridians, replenishing the soul power consumed by the blood escape just now.
The wound on the shoulder began to close under the nourishment of Blood Qi, the rolled skin and flesh closed little by little, the broken bones slowly connected, and the blood stopped flowing.
His pale face regained some color, and the burning pain in his back was reduced by most.
Dai Mobai took a deep breath, ignoring how much his body had recovered.
He turned around and punched the bar.
The fist wind howled.
The wooden bar exploded.
Splinters of wood flew around, revealing a deep cavity under the bar.
The entrance to the cave was not big, just enough for one person to pass through. It was dark inside and nothing could be seen. There was only a cold, damp wind blowing up from below, carrying an indescribable smell.
Dai Mobai jumped into the hole.
Almost at the same time.
The figure of Qian Daoliu appeared where Dai Mobai was standing just now.
He stood in the middle of the ruins of Bar, his golden eyes scanning a circle of ashes on the ground.
The ashes still carry residual warmth, and the air is filled with Blood Demon Flame's unique scorching smell.
His eyes quickly locked onto the black hole on the ground, he took two steps closer and looked down.
His brows furrowed even more tightly, and his face was so gloomy that water dripped from his face.
But he just watched.
But he didn't jump after Dai Mobai.
After all, the place below the entrance of the cave is very evil.
With his ninety-ninth level of cultivation, he could naturally sense some ancient and strange aura flowing below the entrance of the cave.
That aura is no stranger to him. He has lived for so many years and has traveled to almost all dangerous places on the continent, but he has never set foot in this place.
Even Invincible on Land Tang Chen, who had the same name as him, disappeared after entering this place.
Who is Tang Chen?
Level ninety-nine Peerless Douluo, one-handed Clear Sky Hammer is invincible in the world.
Back then, there were three of them with the same name, Tang Chen, Bo Saixi, and Qian Daoliu. None of them could do anything to the other.
But for such a fierce person, he never came out after entering Slaughter City.
Qian Daoliu didn't know what was down there, but he knew that even Tang Chen was in trouble there, so he might not be able to get any benefits if he went down hastily.
He has other tasks.
Don't set foot here easily.
Qian Daoliu weighed it in his mind for a moment, and finally suppressed the urge to chase after him.
Finally, after taking a deep look at the entrance of the cave, Qian Daoliu turned and left.
His figure turned into a golden light, rushed out from the hole in the roof, and disappeared into the northern night sky in the blink of an eye.