The water of the pool was surging, and the white mist on the water surface became thicker and thicker. He paved back and forth by the pool for a long time but could not see Chen Hao's figure appear. He suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart. He was just deeply concerned about the water in front of him and did not dare to go into the water to test.

He once saw a warrior with a high level of martial arts master entering the water, but after he got ashore, his mind changed drastically. From then on, he only had the idea of ​​killing in his mind, and he looked like a madman.

When he arrived at Chengfeng Martial Arts Hall, the heart-killing pool had already arisen. In amazement, he had also inquired about its origin. However, the people who knew it were all afraid of it and were so secretive that they were flickering in their mouths. They could only know that this magic pool was a means arranged by a powerful demon sect. This person did not even want to offend Tianyi Sect, so even though he had the extremely magical green lamp, he did not dare to go into the water and try it easily.

Just think about it, if it weren't for the arrangement of a person with great powers, who would have been willing to place such a fierce land in his own door, probably would have been eradicated long ago.

He could only barely suppress his thoughts and wait until Chen Hao walked out of the magic pool and then carefully investigated everything.

Time slowly flowed by drop by drop, and Mo Tuhai's face became more and more gloomy, just because he smelled the bloody smell gradually rising in the air, which became stronger and stronger as time went by.

If the previous Heart-Slaying Pool was like a treasure jade with restrained spiritual energy, the treasure jade broke a mouth, and the aura contained in it was crazily exuding out.

He finally confirmed that there must be an amazing change in the pool water in front of him, causing irreparable damage to it. This result made him feel unacceptable. He even felt a hint of regret about what brought Chen Hao to this place. The magic pool was damaged. The decades of painstaking arrangements turned into mirror flowers and water moons. I don’t know if the powerful man would be angry and take his anger after knowing it.

The smell of blood rolled out from the pool like endlessly, spreading everywhere. The entire blood mud land seemed to be poured in new vitality and boiled in an instant. It emitted dazzling red light and rushed straight into the sky, like endless flames burning, causing the surrounding air to become distorted.

A long roar came from a distance, and such a big noise made the entire Tianqing City's masters were alarmed and rushed in this direction.

The rolling red waves kept rushing to the glow of the green lamp. In the light, Mo Tuhai's expression was very ugly. He did not expect that it was just a kid who was a samurai who caused such a shocking movement. If many elders later asked him why he damaged the magic pool, he would not know what to do for a moment.

The troublesome autumn has brought about new chaos. The rumored powerful demon sect was pressing heavily on his heart like a mountain, which made him breathless.

"Swoosh swish swish swish" sounded continuously, and Mo Tuhai's eyes flashed with light. He turned around and looked at the extra men and women in the field, with his eyebrows locked.

I saw various strange treasures floating on the chests of these people, emitting waves of light to block the bloody energy outside the body, with a solemn eyebrows and eyes looking at him with an unkind look on his face.

"Old man Tianxin, we meet again. I didn't expect that you would have caused a shocking disaster in less than half a day." The person who spoke was a middle-aged woman who was still charming, Feng Qingshui, the elder in the museum who took action against Chen Hao not long ago. At this moment, she had a three-foot long sword in her hand, and cold lights were constantly emerging from the sword body, which was also a rare treasure.

How capable are these people? Seeing such a change here, they thought about it in their hearts and guessed the cause and consequences, and their faces were also solemn.

Mo Tuhai was as deep as water and said coldly: "Elder Feng, Elder He, Elder Qian, I did this for the sake of martial arts hall. There has been no change in this magic pool for decades. Who knew that the boy would have such storms and waves when he entered the water of this pool today. How could I predict?"

"Oh? Which guy was causing it?"

Feng Qingshui sneered, "A young boy, seriously injured my genius disciple in the inner sect in the morning, and was almost killed by me. If it weren't for this weird old man's troublesomeness, I wouldn't have caused such a big trouble now."

Mo Tuhai's face changed, his eyes kept twitching, obviously very angry. He replied coldly: "It's hard to predict what the situation is now. It's better to wait until the kid gets ashore to make a final decision. Besides, this matter appears in my martial arts hall. Even if that person comes, I will not only have to bear the responsibility. Elder Feng laughed a little too early, and his fellow disciples retorted, and he was just making jokes from outsiders!"

He turned around slightly, and the green lamp in his hand shook, and several faint fires emerged from the lamp and rushed straight into the thick blood mist.

There were only a few "bang" sounds, and the blood mist shook violently. Several angry shouts came from it, and clear light gradually emerged from it, carrying seven or eight people inside, all of which were exuding the aura of a high-level martial artist, and their faces were cold.

A burly man wearing a blue silk robe said unhesitantly: "Mo Tuhai, you are so arrogant, and you are attacking us at the same time. Do you want to arouse public outrage and be beaten up by the group?"

Mo Tuhai snorted coldly, "Huawuyang, don't sow discord here. I, Chengfengwu Pavilion and your Lingjiang Gate, are already in the same situation as the fire. This is known to everyone, but I am not hostile to other sects. I just want to invite outstanding colleagues to discuss solutions together."

The man in the green robe changed his face and said sarcastically: "This is the trouble you caused by Cheng Fengwu Pavilion. Can't we bear the responsibility together? Isn't it a fool?"

"Although I have never seen that powerful demon sect, I have also heard of the methods of these people who practice demonic paths. They are all moody, ruthless and ruthless, and have a lot of tricks. Can you guarantee that he will not vent his anger on the entire Tianqing City sect after destroying me, and his expression is not at all concessional.

"It's far-fetched, just by your speculation, I want to drag us into the water and be your backer?" Hua Wuyang continued to sarcastically.

Several other high-level martial artists were shocked and their eyes were hesitant.

"Old man Tianxin, how long has that kid been in the pool?" asked a man slowly. He was wearing a white robe, with a lifelike indigo blue croaker pattern embroidered with his robe and a three-foot-long iron sword on his back. The scabbard was decorated with golden hollow dragon patterns, and a red bead the size of a chicken was embedded on the hilt, indicating its extraordinaryness.

"It's about an hour!" Mo Tuhai was shocked, "Why, Brother Qi has any opinions?"

"If you have any opinions, I will tell you to discuss it with you. At this time, the breath is so bad that I can't I want to spend the night here?" A middle-aged man with a stubborn face urged. He hooked his little finger, gently untied a tight gourd around his waist, grabbed his right palm in his hand, and poured the bottle plug into his mouth.

A strong aroma of wine came from the mouth of the bottle, which instantly diluted the bloody atmosphere here.

"Oh..." The middle-aged man tutted his lips, closed the gourd again, and sighed with a sad face, "It turns out that good wine! But there is not much!"

"Wu Jiugui, just drink your wine when you go home. There are so many better spiritual wines in the world than you. Why do you have to come here to show off?" Someone said dissatisfied.

"I don't know that there is too much spiritual wine, but can I, a little martial artist, get those wines?" the middle-aged man replied with a sarcastic remark, "Stop talking about it, I'll talk about Qi Haoyuan, just say anything if you have anything to say. This place is indeed not a place to stay for a long time."

Qi Haoyuan smiled, "Brother Mo said that it has been an hour since that boy entered this heart-slaying pool. Have you ever heard of anyone who can stay in this pool for so long?"

Everyone shook their heads, and Mo Tuhai pondered and said, "There is no precedent. I used it as a punishment object in Fengwu Pavilion, just dilute the water at the edge of this pool and turn it into a pool to punish the disciples. Those who truly enter this original pool will be infected by the dark and evil aura carried in the pool water at most, and become a killing puppet."

"That's it!" Qi Haoyuan's eyes flashed, "This kid can stay in this magic pool for so long. He must have an extraordinary treasure on his body. How can we fight for each other based on his ability after he comes out?"

One word stirs up a thousand waves.

"Is this true?" Everyone turned their heads and looked at the old man Tianxin, with bright eyes and a very intentional expression.

Mo Tuhai's heart skipped a beat and secretly scolded these people for being like fish that smelled fishy. Even if the boy Chen was in a strange treasure, he was still a thing of Fengwu Pavilion. What about you? He would come to fight Qiufeng when he met him?

He sneered: "There is no treasure, but that kid's physique is a bit special. I'm afraid you'll be disappointed."

Qi Haoyuan smiled softly, silent, but there was no sign of separation. The other few people looked at each other, nodded slightly, and stayed there and continued to watch, as if they had never heard the previous words.

Mo Tu's sea surface was as deep as water, and his feet moved lightly, moved to the three elders on his side, and asked in a deep voice: "Where are the master of the museum and the other elders in the museum? Are you there?"

The three elders frowned, with a serious expression, and a strong sense of worry between their eyebrows. Feng Qingshui said lightly: "The owner of the museum brought the other elders to Qingyu Mountain last night, saying that they were going to do a big thing. This matter was related to the life and death of the entire sect, so only the three of us were left to stay in the museum. The owner of the museum ordered someone to call you, but found that the entire Tianxin Pavilion was closed and then gave up."
Chapter completed!