Cannon Fodder of the Demon Sect: My Cultivation of Immortality Depends Entirely on Meat Pigeons

Traveling to a strange demonic sect with strict rules and insignificant human lives, Ji Yuan found that he had become a low-level drug-testing blood slave. His body was poisoned, his organs were failing, and the scarlet panel in his sight was counting down ruthlessly: [Current lifespan remaining: two hours]. Outside the door is a fellow sect member who eats people without spitting out their bones, and in the dark is a deformed evil spirit. In desperation, he crushed the poisonous centipede at his feet. "Ding! Kill the first-level poison, and a light ball will drop: [Resistance to trace poisons] + [Two hours of longevity]!" Li Changsheng was stunned. His eyes gradually turned red as he looked at the domineering demon cultivators in the sect and the strange monsters all over the mountains and plains. … Kill the scum of the same sect and drop [Basic Sword Technique Fragments]. Survive the qi refining calamity, trigger the blessing of golden light, choose one of the three god-level entries: [Nine Nether Karma Fire (Red): All damage is converted into true burning! . Many years later, when the superior ancestor of the Demon Sect and the leader of the righteous path joined forces to kill, preparing to sacrifice blood to the world. Li Changsheng silently clicked on his own panel with tens of thousands of passive stacks and countless god-level entries, and pulled out his sword. "I'm sorry, I'm already in full form for this round of meat pigeons."