C23 Cultivation Cultivating the Path of Demon Eldest Senior Brother

Su Mo rubbed his head and got up from the ground. He sighed as he looked at the young man walking over step by step.

"Second Junior Brother, don't be naughty."

Chu Lan walked up and pressed Su Mo onto the tree. Su Mo was shocked, "Child, what are you playing at? Let go of your senior."

Chu Lan's gaze turned sharp. "Brother, aren't you ashamed?"

Su Mo rubbed his head and laughed awkwardly, "What are you throwing away? Second Junior Brother, you're too good at joking. Look, didn't I train too?"

"In three months, it will be the showdown between the various sects."

"Mhmm, I know I know. I've already applied for it from Master. When the time comes, I'll let you go. You're even better than me."

Chu Lan let go of Su Mo, "Big Brother, don't you like training the most?"

In his previous life, his senior apprentice-brother had been a maniac; in a short period of time, he would reach the Aurous Core stage.

Su Mo wiped the peach with his hand and said, "What is cultivation? "Can you eat it?"

Chu Lan turned around and left: "Very well, since that's the case, I'll help you."

Su Mo was stunned and scratched his head. His supple hair was fluttering in the wind, as if he was a beautiful childhood in the past.

As night fell, a blood-red moon lay horizontally in the night sky, emitting a strange light.

A shadow opened Su Mo's door and knocked him unconscious, dragging him away.

Bloody Butcher Ridge was a strange place in the Heavenly Profound Continent. Countless vengeful spirits were buried inside, and no one was able to come out.

"Woosh ~ ~ ~"

A thin figure quickly ran over and stood at the periphery of the Blood Slaughter Ridge.

Ga — Ga — —

The man-eating vulture raised its head. Its blood-red eyes were filled with a thirst for blood.

Chu Lan threw Su Mo into the bag. With a bloodthirsty look in his eyes, he said, "Eldest senior brother, thank you for taking care of me all these years. Second Junior Brother will help you until here."

"Bang ~ ~ ~"

Su Mo's body quickly fell into Blood Slaughter Ridge like a kite with its string cut.

It hurts, it hurts.

Su Mo's first conscious sensation was a heart-wrenching pain.

He suddenly opened his eyes and saw more than ten vultures surrounding him, as if they were waiting for him to die.

Su Mo screamed out in fear, got up and ran. He tripped and fell down.

"It hurts, it hurts …"

Su Mo rubbed his arms and buttocks. The branches and rocks had cut his skin and there were several wounds on his body.

Under the blood-red morning glow, accompanied by the chilly wind, Su Mo was trembling as he looked at the pit of ten thousand people.

Su Mo: "Number 233, where did I go?" Wasn't he sleeping last night?]

Number 233: [Hided by the male lead.]

Su Mo's face was in pain: [How do I get out?]

Number 233: [I can't leave, unless you train in evil techniques and control these Haunted Spirit, they will attack you when it gets dark. Yesterday, I helped you block them, and it took a lot of my energy.]

Su Mo's face continued to hurt, he looked at the mass graves and sighed: "Controlling Haunted Spirit right? Very good, then I'll give it a try. "

The morning sun shone down from the east, illuminating the earth. However, the light could not reach the Blood Slaughter Ridge.

Su Mo, whose blood was almost frozen, suddenly made up his mind. He glanced at the vultures, gritted his teeth, and still couldn't bear to eat them.

The Haunted Spirit Qi slowly faded, and in the afternoon, it would slowly rise, engulfing all the living beings in the area.