Xiao Fan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at the blood-colored stone gate with a look of surprise. He didn't know why the existence in the blood-colored stone gate would save himself.

However, this is mostly related to his blood.

It was his blood that activated the Scarlet Shimen.

Having said that, the blood-colored stone gate in front of him seemed to be a little different from the blood-colored stone gate in Gorefiend Purgatory.

The blood-colored stone gate in the blood demon purgatory recognized his identity at a glance and prevented him from entering the third level of the blood demon purgatory, but the blood-colored stone gate in front of him failed to recognize him.

Rumble!

The blood-colored stone gate trembled violently, opening slowly like a door to the void, and a crack appeared between the stone gate and the void.

In an instant, a horrible breath rushed out from the crack, and **** threads rushed out, and the surrounding area was instantly stained with blood.

"Ah~" A sad scream came out, which instantly attracted everyone's attention.

After Jiang Zhenlong was pierced by the blood-colored silk thread, blood spurted out of his body, and a large piece of flesh was cut down on his shoulder, looking very miserable.

This makes everyone very puzzled. Why is everyone else alright, only Jiang Zhenlong?

Jiang Zhenlong couldn't take care of so much. He turned around and fled away. I have to say that his speed is very fast. Although the speed of the **** thread is not slow, it can't hurt him at all for the time being.

However, if Jiang Zhenlong can't escape this space, it's not necessarily true.

"What's the matter?" Everyone was puzzled. Didn't everyone have nothing to do? What are you running?

"Does it only target non-my people?" Some people were suspicious. The people of their Jin Xiula tribe were innocent. The Scarlet Silk thread was not directed at them, but only at Jiang Zhenlong, which made them have to guess.

"What about this person?" Someone looked at Xiao Fan in surprise.

Yes, if this scarlet thread is only for people who are not from the Jin Shura tribe, what is going on with Xiao Fan?

How did they know that Xiao Fan was also from the Shura clan, and the **** thread would naturally not target him.

"Haha, I opened the ancestral tomb!" Suddenly, Jin Teng laughed wildly: "From now on, I am the chief of the Jin Xiula clan."

The excited Jin Teng had completely forgotten the warnings of the creatures behind the blood-colored stone gate. They were just tomb slaves and did not have the power to open the ancestral tomb.

If it is turned on, it is tantamount to guarding and stealing.

However, after saying this, Jin Teng regretted it, and he felt Jin Luo's cold killing intent.

Jin Luo attached great importance to him because he was at ease with his errands, but he never thought of giving him the position of patriarch.

Moreover, in the blood-colored stone gate, there is also a fierce force locked in him, his body is a little unstable, and his feet are trembling.

"Puff!" After a few breaths, Jin Teng couldn't bear it anymore, and a puff of golden blood spurted from his mouth. He knelt on the ground with a puff of his knees, looking at Jin Luo with red eyes.

"Idiot!" Xiao Fan couldn't help but glance at Jin Teng.

What is this guy if he is not a stupid? Knowing that the existence behind Scarlet Stone Gate is so powerful, yet dare to provoke him, this is simply a death-seeking behavior.

Even if the creatures behind Scarlet Stone Gate would let him go, Jin Luo would not let him go.

"Come here!" Sure enough, Jin Luo screamed in vain, glaring at Jin Teng and said: "Catch this guy who guards and steals, and abolish the cultivation base!"

"Jin Luo, you are mean!" Jin Teng roared angrily.

At this moment, he was completely unable to move, and where there was still the ability to resist, two lower-grade Dharma Venerable Jin Xiuluo clan stepped forward and directly abolished his source and shattered his meridians.

In just a few breaths, the lower-grade Dharma Zun Jinteng fell from the sky to hell, turning into a waste that was inferior to ordinary people.

"Senior, it was Jin Luo who said he wanted us to open the ancestral tomb..." Jin Teng saw Jin Luo who was grinning, and couldn't vent his anger in his heart, so he just gave it up.

You want me to die, but don't think I will make you feel better!

"Puff!"

However, before the words were over, Jin Luo suddenly stepped forward, pinched Jin Teng's neck, and then squeezed it with his hand. Jin Teng directly turned into a cloud of blood.

The last vicious words have not had time to say.

"Senior, Jin Teng talks nonsense. I, the Jin Shura clan, guarding the ancestral tomb for generations. I have never had any other ideas." Jin Luo said with a flushed face.

He was full of anger in his heart, and he didn't know that his Jin Xiuluo clan was just a tomb keeper. The ancestors said that opening the ancestral tomb can become the leader of the clan, and he has always believed.

Fortunately, he didn't have the ability to open it, otherwise, he would be the unfortunate one.

Xiao Fan took a deep look at Jin Luo, feeling a little grateful. Fortunately, he didn't reveal any identity information. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to live with Jin Luo's viciousness.

Thinking of seeing Jin Luo and Jin Teng look like a filial father and a filial son, Xiao Fan was sighed inwardly, and he was almost fooled by them.

"Kneeling!"

Just when Jin Luo thought he had escaped, the hoarse voice sounded again, but he became extremely domineering and indifferent.

A stern look flashed in Jin Luo's eyes, his fists in his sleeves clenched, he was hesitating, should he kneel or not?

You know, he is also a middle-rank Dharma Venerable anyway, and he is still the leader of a clan, so how can he not be arrogant at all?

Now, a person who has never seen him makes him kneel. If he kneels directly, it would not be him.

"The same thing, I won't say it a second time." Who knows, the other party didn't even let Jin Luo's plan go.

Jin Luo's face was extremely ugly, and he gritted his teeth and said solemnly: "It is Jin Teng who opened the ancestral tomb. What's wrong with me?"

"You want to reason with me?" The other party sneered, with a hint of playfulness in his tone: "Does the slave have the qualifications to reason with the master?"

As the words fell, a torrent of weather erupted from the blood-colored stone gate, and everyone felt that the sky was about to collapse.

The endless blood-colored threads suddenly rolled towards Jin Luo. Jin Luo's complexion changed drastically, and he quickly retreated to the back. However, the blood-colored threads were densely packed, covering the sky and the sun. He couldn't escape even if he wanted to.

In just a short time, his body was pierced by countless **** threads, blood splashed, and his body lost control.

The next moment, when the crowd came back to their senses, they couldn't help taking a breath.

Jin Luo was like drying clothes, supported by **** threads, hanging in the void with open arms, blood everywhere on his body, extremely tragic.

"Father!" Jin Lin saw this and wanted to help, but Xiao Fan reached out to stop him, and shook his head slightly.

They didn't figure out what the other party was, and now they rush forward, who knows the consequences?

"Kneeling!" A domineering voice came from inside again, and the empty Jin Luo body refused to obey his request, and knelt down heavily on the ground.

The other monks of the Jin Xiuluo tribe all felt a strong pressure, where they dared to stand, like laying dumplings, kneeling on the ground respectfully. For a time, only Xiao Fan was standing alone.