Chapter five hundred and eighty-eight: Scarlet blood evil spirit
"Hmph..." Xi Zhi's face changed and he was furious, "I actually ran away for you..."
The Blood Demon took all his strength to take his last trace of his spiritual consciousness away from the sea of blood, and the rest of his power was completely consumed. The Blood-colored Blade only absorbed less than five levels of the blood demon's power, so Xi Zhi looked at the Blood-colored Blade in his hand just as blood light shining, and there was no other change, "Oh..."
Xi Zhi could see that the blood-colored blade in his hand had no change in quality, and then he took back the blood-colored blade and came to Qin Lin and the other six people. His face was a little unhappy, and even showed a trace of murderous aura, "Hmph, a group of wastes--"
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Qin Lin and the other six said it right, but they could only show a hint of embarrassing smile.[
"The Blood Demon escaped a trace of spiritual consciousness. If there was no Blood Sea, he wanted to restore his peak power, at least a thousand years and at most ten thousand years." At this time, Xi Zhi was not very concerned about the Blood Demon, because the leak of the Blood Sea Portal address made him very uneasy, so he had to take action.
"..." The six people still had nothing to say, which made Xi Zhi even more displeased when he looked at them. "Why can't he even let go of a fart now?"
"Uh..." The few people looked at each other with a look of embarrassment.
"Hmph...I really don't know how you became the deputy clan leader?" Xi Zhi murmured, then turned around and said, "The Blood Sea Portal needs to be transferred. Since you are so useless, you can only do some such rough work..."
The figures of the seven people were shuttled through the sea of blood, not knowing what they were doing.
And what about the Blood Demon now?
He tried his best to consume the power of his soul and blood, and then he was lucky enough to escape the devour of the Blood-colored Blade. Will he just leave the wolf's den and enter the tiger's mouth?
A trace of blood-red light flashed in the void, and with a trace of spiritual consciousness, it was a step-by-step process in southern Xinjiang.
However, the Blood Demon is still at a low risk in the southern Xinjiang, and now the southern Xinjiang is still in trouble, so the Blood Demon hid in a tree hole for a while and had a rest. He has lost his body, and even his soul is incomplete. At this moment, he is just a lonely ghost, and perhaps even a lonely ghost can bully him.
The light shines with blood-red light. I can't see his expression, but I can feel the emotions, sadness, pain, confusion, help, despair...
"Ah—" A scream was not like a human scream, but was emitted from the blood light. The blood light trembled slightly and looked at the four fields.
Blood Mang suddenly saw a sound, and his whole body exuded a gray aura, like a messenger of hell. "Gaga--" a strange scream, as if extremely joyful, "What a pure power of spiritual consciousness--" the gray figure seemed extremely surprised.
Xuemang didn't know what the gray figure was, but he knew what his fate was?
"Ye--" A scream emanated from the blood light, very shrill and cruel.
The gray figure was not very thick and the grey mist was vaguely visible. However, it was still very easy to deal with the bloody light. He grabbed the bloody light in the palm of his hand, shook it twice and swallowed it in one bite.
"Ah——" A sharp cry came from Huiying's mouth, and the breath in her body was extremely violent, as if it would burst at any time.
"This..." Huiying seemed to feel something very surprised, "Wow hahaha--" After a scream, she laughed wildly.
The gray aura was gradually fading away, revealing his true self, as thin as a material, as if it was made of some dry materials. But the next moment, Huiying's body slowly melted. Feeling the change in her body, Huiying lowered her head and was shocked.
The thin body has turned into a weak body, like a liquid but different, like a gas but different.[
A trace of red aura slowly rose up and enveloped him. At the same time, there were wisps of gray and dark aura and red aura entangled each other, turning into a gray-red aura. As for his original deity, he turned into a translucent and red evil spirit, his eyes were red and evil, and there were rays of evil lights flashing.
"This power..." He was surprised that the prey he found casually had such an amazing foundation. It was just the residual spiritual sense, which made his injuries heal most of it. Moreover, he also felt that his origin had also changed, which was even more amazing than before.
"Hahaha" laughter swayed among the mountains, as if shaking the mountains and earth. "Then now, the Eye-Devouring Evil Spirit will die. All the people in this world are red blood evil spirits." A sharp roar came to the sky outside the sky.
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The mountains and fields are like the wild forests between the mountains and the middle earth.
There are many hills, but the peaks, with many trees but not lush. Those with many trees are dry and seem to be extremely lacking in water, which is very confusing, but what is most strange is that many people suddenly appeared around.
A stone tablet stood on this land like a boundary monument. After coming out of the sea of resentment, everyone finally walked onto the normal land. The feeling of being down-to-earth was really good, very happy and beautiful.
What is the inscription written?
The strange words were not recognized by those present, and many ancient words have been lost.
When everyone looked at each other, they felt a little alert, as if in southern Xinjiang, except for themselves, the rest were all ferocious beasts and monsters.
Two figures slowly walked lightly in this desolate land, covered with purple clothes, and a trace of purple aura flashed under the sun. I don’t know if it was because of purple clothes or their cultivation. But obviously no one was interested in asking about it much.
These two are the two people who came to the southern border of the Zixu family, Ziyuan and Ziyuansheng.
People from the Zixu family have always had a sense of nobility. This seems to be natural and innate. The aura that has been precipitated for tens of thousands of years cannot dissipate in a short while.
The two of the Zixu family also fought in front of the inscription for a long time and did not recognize what the word was, but this would not have any bad consequences for them.
In addition to the two people from the Zixu family, many people also appeared in this desolate world. There were also many people in the universe, not like the Zixu family, where the universe is still prosperous.
Moreover, Tiandi Qiankun seems to have sent three elders from the clan to protect the three best children in the clan. Although the cultivation of the elders of Tiandi Qiankun is different from that of the elders of the Holy Clan and the Six Divine Beasts clan has the peak strength, their cultivation is indeed not weak.
Tian Qianyang and the other six looked around, but did not see the Ten Saint Sons. They were indeed a little confused, but they would not think that the Ten Saint Sons had died somewhere in the southern border.
After a few people appeared, two figures flashed out from the wasteland, one was as dark as ink and one was as white as snow. These two were Mo Xing and Yan Haoyu of the Demon Sect.
Before, Yan Haoyu searched for Fei Ling and Xi Yuan, but found that the two had been there for a long time. He was heartbroken and was not very sad about Fei Ling. However, Xi Yuan was the senior brother he met after he started, and he was the best senior brother to him. In the Demon Sect, there were countless senior brothers who turned against each other, and many senior brothers secretly plotted against each other. Their master ignored this, as if this was correct.
Mo Xing was chasing Dongmen Toad, but Dongmen Toad was quite familiar with the southern border, so during several pursuits, Dongmen Toad was lucky enough to escape.
At this time, when he appeared in this wasteland, something seemed to appear on his waist. Two clay pots might not know, but the grief in their eyes still made people discover it. Although some people were confused, no one liked to deal with people from the Demon Sect.
Several people appeared in the wasteland and looked at the desolate surrounding them. Although the trees were tall, their hair was sparse.[
"There is an extremely explosive atmosphere here." Zi Yuansheng said softly to Zi Yuanfen beside him, and the folding fan in his hand swayed gently.
"Yeah." Zi Yuanbin also felt it. At the same time, he looked around and suddenly whispered, "I really didn't expect that the boy from Tiandi Qiankun actually advanced."
Zi Yuansheng looked at Tiandi Qiankun in confusion, and his eyes did not stop at the three elders of Tian Qianyang, but also swept away Tian Qianxin and Di Kunwang, but stared firmly at Qiankun Ao Ji's body for a long time.
"Maybe they have paid a lot of money." Zi Yuansheng said lightly, not too concerned about it.
Hearing Zi Yuansheng's words, Zi Yuanfen smiled, "You will soon break through. With your talent, you will still have a long way to go." Zi Yuanfen's eyes suddenly shone, full of hope.
Zi Yuansheng nodded secretly and said nothing.
Everyone slowly walked into the wasteland. The more they entered the depths of the wasteland, the more they felt the warmer the temperature around them.
However, what is surprising is that the trees around are not sparse, and everyone also found that the branches and leaves of the trees were actually flashing with some fire, like open fire, but the fire swayed like branches and leaves, dancing gently under the hot wind.
At this time, ten streams of lights came to the wasteland from the horizon like rainbow bridges.
Ten streams of light were naturally Leng Xiaoran and ten people. Ten people also easily passed through the sea of resentment and entered this real land.
"Huh" the golden spear was thrust out, and the sound of Gregrad's joints suddenly exploded, "It's so cool"
Ten people just arrived here and did not see everyone who had already arrived in the wasteland before, but ten people saw a lot of footprints on the soft soil.
"It seems that many people have come here." Feng Ji's eyes are often extremely keen in this regard. He glanced casually for a few casual glances, and then said: "There are still quite a few people, but in terms of the time left by the footprints, he should have left not long ago."-