"We don't know what the use of this blood-colored killing field will be summoned as a whole, but what we can be sure is that except for the Saint of Mira, no one in our Mira Temple can control this alien killing field, that is,
The blood-colored killing scene you mentioned." Ling Qi answered extremely simply and simply, "As for whether Saint Mila can fully know the secrets inside it, we are not clear, but as far as we know, he has come from this blood-colored killing scene.
After coming out, I never went in again.”
Wang Li was stunned and said, "It gives people the feeling that he finally ran out, so he didn't dare to go in again?"
"I don't know this." Ling Qi said: "But at least in the records of our Miluo Dojo, he has never been in again, and it seems that he has not made public appearances in our Miluo Dojo since he came out of the alien killing field.
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"When he threw the exiled monks in the Mira Dojo into this blood-colored killing field, did he say that he would let the monks in the Mira Dojo come in and do something to search for? "He Lingxiu frowned.
"What's special about it is that it doesn't." Ling Qi said: "When our monks in the Miluo Temple are thrown elsewhere to atone for their sins, they are usually ordered to search for useful spiritual treasures in the Miluo Temple, but as we know, they are thrown away.
The monks who entered this blood-colored killing field did not accept such tasks. We thought that this place might not be able to survive, so there was no need to assign any tasks, but if I judged it now, I think
I'm afraid the Holy Lord Mira has other profound meanings."
Xin Ming was stunned by what he said, "What do you think the Saint Mila has deep meaning?"
"I doubt that he had obtained some special encounters in the blood-colored killing field, so that he stood out in the entire cultivation world." Ling Qi looked at Xin Ming and said, "But he might feel that there are similar encounters in the blood-colored killing field.
, or rather, he felt that someone could get a similar encounter and then bring it out. If he could come out alive, he would probably bring this encounter naturally."
"There is some truth." Xin Ming raised his head, looking at the bloody killing scene that was floating on the top of Sumeru's head, and said, "I wonder if the Saint Mila will reveal something to us next.
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The palm of the Guzong of Foxia, Jiang Nanke, stinged, and the wounds pierced from his fingernails were now covered with his sweat.
He looked at the face of Saint Wuyin at this time and knew that Saint Mira had finally officially debuted.
But the key is where the Saint Mira is standing
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One side?
"Why are you so nervous?" But at this moment, Saint Wuyin looked at him and smiled.
Jiang Nanke's eyes were confused. He didn't understand why Saint Wuyin suddenly asked such a question.
How could he not be nervous? The choice of Saint Miluo may completely affect the outcome of this battle, and may determine the life and death of countless people.
"You dare to come here, just to understand that you are not afraid of death." Saint Wuyin looked at him and said, "You are not afraid of death, you are nervous because you are afraid that many people will die because of this."
Jiang Nanke understood the meaning of the Saint Lord Wuyin and said, "Even though I am a little different from most monks, I live in this world and naturally don't want this world to fall into chaos or the world to suffer from the suffering of the creatures."
"This is the idea of the vast majority of people in this world, and it can be seen as the will of the entire group." Saint Wuyin smiled faintly and said, "That can be said that you breathe and share the same fate with this world, so
You can try to feel the will of this whole world.”
Jiang Nanke looked at the Saint Wuyin helplessly and said, "I don't quite understand what you mean."
Saint Master Wuyin said, "You will understand soon."
With a gurgle, the gold-swalking beast in the hands of Saint Wuyin swallowed his saliva.
It was watching the battle between the giant Kun and Sumeru in the sky. It looked at the giant Kun gnawed the giant Kun, and felt that the giant Kun was too satisfied and it wanted to eat it too.
Sumeru had stopped rotating at this time.
The golden spots on its surface are constantly growing like moss in dark corners, and have been connected into pieces.
Until this time, it seemed that it was confirmed that the biggest threat was no longer the giant Kun in front of it, but the UFO not far away.
Countless indigo crystal dust rushed towards the floating flying saucer. In just one breath, the entire suspended flying saucer had turned into indigo.
The surface of the flying saucer quickly peeled off like weathering, but when holes appeared on its surface and exposed the frame inside, Jiang Nanke was shocked to see that it was empty and nothing existed at all.
The Saint Master Wuyin was not surprised. He smiled faintly, just looking at the blood-colored killing scene higher.
The reality of most people is hindered by blood-colored stardust, and they cannot see the subtle changes in the incomplete star body at all. It is even more impossible for monks from the continent to see some small size clearly.
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But at this time, Shen Kongwei, who was far away on the edge of the east, had already felt some special energy.
Her pupils zoomed violently, and at the same time, a monk from Yilei Mountain exclaimed.
The observation mirror he sacrificed was not enough to clearly observe the place so far away from the blood-colored killing field. At least objects the size of a monk could not see clearly, but at this time, crystal light gathered before his observation mirror.
A layer of crystal wall appeared in front of the observation mirror, reflecting the picture in Shen Kongwei's pupils.
"What is that?"
Many people exclaimed in horror.
The blood-colored killing field is incomplete in this picture at this time. The deep canyons and deserts and various strange thorns cannot see the camera at first sight, but in the shadows of several canyons, sand and stones are flying at this time.
A monster flew out of it.
Those monsters look like monkeys with wings at first glance, but no one who looks at them will associate them with monkeys after the second glance.
They are more like skinned people hunched over and grow long fleshy wings.
The bloody flesh and blood on their bodies were exposed, with white muscles sandwiched in them.
Their hands and feet have extremely sharp nails, which are as long as two feet like small swords.
They have a tail several meters long, which looks very inconsistent compared to their smaller bodies than ordinary men.
The tip of their tails has a white bone like a javelin.
These strange monsters flew out like a large group of bats, easily flying out of the blood-colored killing field, breaking through the star dust, and bringing out a wisp of dust and hustle and bustle.
"They actually rushed out like this?"
Xin Ming was speechless, "Why didn't they rush out before?"
Ling Qi did not answer his question. He knew that although Xin Ming spoke more and complained a lot, he was definitely not stupid.
If they didn't rush out before, they would naturally not rush out.
And there is only one person in the world who can easily let them come out, that is Saint Mira.
Jiang Nanke was not as clear as the people from Yilei Mountain when he saw these monsters at this time, but his heart sank immediately.
Because he saw that all these monsters rushed towards Yi Kun.