() Looking at the vortex of blood where the seal stood, Han Hui reached out and grabbed the large purifying pool. The large purifying pool buzzed and actually started to fight against him.

The Demon King roared out from the depths of the Great Purifying Pool, swung his hands rapidly in the sky, and punched out two punches, one punching Han Hui, and the other punching the standing blood vortex.

The punch that hit Han Hui penetrated tens of thousands of miles, consumed all the energy in the Small World Sect, and finally dissipated without causing any ripples.

The punch that hit the blood vortex made a loud sound. Just like Han Hui's knife, it did not cause any real damage to the blood vortex.

This is the passage between hell and the human world. It is the condensation of the power of hell. Blood was originally like water, which was the softest thing in the world. But now when it is condensed together, it becomes the hardest thing in the world!

Thinking of the time when the world was at its peak, Han Hui's heart moved.

He thought of the demon Wanrenshan on the Tomb of the Soldier Saint, and Cui Zhongqing.

Cui Zhongqing devoured one of Wanrenshan's arms. Will he also have the talent to find strong substances in the world?

Before he could summon Cui Zhongqing, the first-born triangular demon in the Great Purification Pool roared, his eyes covered the world, and the whole world instantly turned dark.

There is no longer the sun, but there is still a faint light. The light left between heaven and earth is enough to shine for a while.

What's more, for a strong man like Han Hui, the faintest light is as bright as the sea of ​​fire in the sky, and he can clearly see everything in the dark night.

Being shrouded in the eyes of the Triangular Devil, it truly becomes a dark night, a dark night without any light. If it were any other saint, he might have fallen into a dark night of the soul.

However, the devil is facing Han Hui!

The soul calls itself a world, and light will naturally be born in the endless darkness!

Sure enough, light was born!

Han Hui clearly saw the triangular demon head rising into the air, its body light and ghost-like, and its five fingers slashing hard towards his neck.

There is no aura, no murderous aura, no domineering aura, not even a trace of fireworks.

If Hanhui Dongzhuji hadn't been there first, it would have been impossible to dodge. The problem was that Hanhui knew everything and flicked his arm like a whip, instantly hitting the demon's arm.

"Pa"

Streams of black energy dispersed, and the demon roared and roared: "How is it possible? How is it possible? How could you see me?"

The roar was the roar of the soul. No sound came out, but Han Hui's soul could hear it clearly.

Similarly, Han Hui's soul sent a message: "There is no reason! You are my slave, so you must be obedient. I can make you grow up, and I can destroy you!"

As he spoke, his palm turned over again, and a bright sword light split into three, and everything in the world surged in it.

The Sancai sword formation spurted out, destroying all vitality and obliterating all consciousness and souls. Han Hui wanted to kill this demon.

"Ouch"

The sword light entered the body, and the demon's roar shook the depths of Han Hui's soul, and streams of black energy were stimulated from the demon's body.

However, these demonic energies didn't go very far before they turned around in the sky, circled back again, and combined on him.

When it disperses, it becomes Qi; when it gathers, it forms!

This is the true immortal body, more powerful than Wan Renshan, the disciple of God from the Tomb Star of the Bingsheng. Wan Renshan's body is just harder and has stronger recovery ability.

If Han Hui had the current power, after his body was broken, he could swallow hundreds of years of vitality in an instant, and every cell would become extremely powerful, delivering the most tyrannical power to support the soul cao to control the sword light to kill, Wanrenshan

It must be cut into three pieces.

The black triangular demon roared, and after its body recovered quickly, it stamped its feet violently, and the large purification pool suddenly turned around and crashed towards Han Hui.

With Han Hui's thought, the small dream world opened up, wrapping up the great purification. At the same time, thousands of rays of light were emitted from his eyes, and these rays of light formed illusions one after another.

The demon's body stiffened and fell into the illusion. The demon fell into the illusion. The Great Purification Pool became stable and no longer trembled. It gradually shrank and turned into a palm-sized inkstone again.

Then, Han Hui shook his sleeves, and the Eternal Cauldron flew out. At this time, the Eternal Cauldron became very different. It exuded the light of creation, and because of the injection of Dao Qi, it rotated gently, as if it were eternity.

The inkstone began to be analyzed as soon as it entered the Eternal Cauldron. A long river of essence liquid was poured into the cauldron, keeping the cauldron running wildly.

The amount of information was too great, and pieces of golden paper flew into the sky from the cauldron. They were covered with runes, and there were a lot of blank spaces between the runes.

These blanks are things that cannot be redrawn. It is easy to crack, but it is not so easy to copy.

With the help of the knowledge of countless ancient treasures cracked in the past, the Eternal Cauldron was barely able to deduce part of the secrets of the Great Purifying Pond.

This pool contains 108,000 small thunder pools. All poisonous or harmful things entering it will have to undergo the sacrifice of 108,000 levels of thunder pools.

The poisonous and harmful things are squeezed out, leaving only the purest things. The thunder pool is just one aspect of the great purification pool.

The more he cracks it, the more he feels that this large purification pool is unfathomable. Without cracking this thing, Han Hui cannot guarantee that he can easily conquer the Bone Hell.

The altar of atonement is also a dangerous thing. These two things come from "God". As long as one of them is cracked, the other one will be much easier to crack.

Both of these things have great hidden dangers. The altar has surrendered to the master and essentially belongs to the sleeping God. Not to mention the things purified by the large purification pool, the harmful substances separated from the air have all condensed into this demon king.

, not controlled by the cao at all.

Han Hui hid in the Tower of Babel and kept using his dream method to put the devil's consciousness into a state of war, making the devil feel that he was fighting.

On the one hand, it can consume the demon king's will and make his will collapse. Han Hui has already realized that this demon king is a "god" condensed by imitating the principles of the strong men in the Bone Hell.

There must have been a will hidden in this great purification pool. This will grew by devouring evil substances and became stronger and stronger.

Not only is his will stronger, his strength is also growing. After this tyrannical will swallows up the two hells, it may become even more powerful.

It is even possible to seize Han Hui's body. This "god"'s methods are so terrible that no one can plot against him.

Therefore, Han Hui had to restrain himself, or at least weaken his will to an extremely weak level before he could continue to use the Great Purification Pool.

Time flies, and it is not easy to kill such a strong will. In the blink of an eye, three hundred years have passed!

The population in the small dream world has exceeded 10 billion, and among the 10 billion people there are children, all of whom are at the level of preparatory saints.

Changsun Long has long since become a saint, and the Eternal Cauldron has still not made any qualitative progress in deciphering the Great Purification Pool, but has only filled in more and more gaps.

"Ouch!" The demon king, who had been stiff all the time, suddenly let out a roar deep in his soul, and his solid body began to tremble and slowly fade away.

Then with a "boom", the entire body collapsed and turned into black mist, flying towards the great purification pool in the Eternal Cauldron.

Han Hui's eyes flashed, he reached out and fished it out suddenly, and the Great Purifying Pool flew out of the Cauldron of Eternity without any movement, as if it had returned to its previous state.

"It seems that although this thing is terrifying, it doesn't have ways to subdue and weaken it!" Han Hui thought to himself.

The blood-red vortex standing outside is like eternal steel. It has always stood proudly and has not changed at all for three hundred years. The Bull-headed King mentioned by the strong men of Blood Hell has not returned, and neither has the mysterious emperor.

Han Hui's body swayed and disappeared from the depths of the South China Sea. He arrived on the mainland and reached out to throw out the large purifying pool. The large purifying pool vibrated and began to absorb the blood that filled the continent.

Dozens of feet of blood rose into the sky like a bloody python and entered the large purification pool that was only the size of a palm.
Chapter completed!