Refining the Mountains and Rivers Chapter 962: Laughable and ignorant


? A palm-sized blood cell was released at this moment, just like the terrifying aura of the coming of stars, the darkness violently oscillated, cracking open countless cracks that the naked eye could not see, it was covered by darkness, but it really existed.

Every crack is like the sharpest blade in the world. Even if the sea of ​​blood is boundless, if there are more cracks, it can still be broken up into pieces.

Then, the powerful swallowing power came out from every crack, like a big open mouth, "gudong" and "gudong" swallowed, and in a blink of an eye, the whole sea of ​​blood was drunk. Clean.

"Hiccup!" Murong Prisoner patted his stomach and looked like he was eating. "Fortunately, over the years, I have been eating and drinking, and finally I have a good stomach. It has been a long time and I haven't been so satisfied with food. Fellow Daoist, you are also a good person."

At this moment, his face changed slightly, his smile diminished, and he felt a little more helpless and sorrowful. He raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, "I knew that the things others gave were not so delicious, but they just didn’t care. Shut up, you deserve it."

Murong Prisoner raised his hand and patted his chest heavily. He opened his mouth and vomited frantically. Although he vomited dimly, he couldn't see anything.

It's just that those cracks hidden in the dark, invisible to the naked eye, began to spray plasma outward, and the blood sea returned in a blink of an eye.

Rumble--

It rolled frantically, and a horrible vortex appeared, and endless plasma was drawn into it, gathered into it, and then crazily compressed and condensed under invisible power.

Blood shadows appeared in it, but this time he was over a thousand feet tall, his eyes opened suddenly, and thunder suddenly roared in the darkness. That thunder is also a pure black color, only its sound can be heard, but its shape cannot be seen.

But obviously, it's only relative... Well, strictly speaking, maybe everything in this world is absolute. Even if it exists, it is only limited to a certain interval.

For example, whether it is hidden in a dark crack or the thunder resounding in it, it is very clear in the eyes of Murong Prisoner Song. Because the eyes are good enough, only by seeing it really can you really know the terrifying power contained in this thousand-foot-long blood shadow.

He sighed and murmured, "Sure enough, if you want to use less effort, it's simply impossible. After all, I have to work hard... I'm pretty sure that I will win in the end, so every now I lose Divided strength is something that should have belonged to me. It hurts me to think about it this way. I must make a quick decision, and I must not delay it!"

At some point, the blood cell returned to the top of his head, and Murong Prisoner raised his hand and held it in his palm again. Only this time, he did not throw the blood cell out as a weapon, but it suddenly melted away and turned into a flowing fluid, covering the palm of his hand in a blink of an eye, and then spreading all the way down, over his arm, chest, and then Continue outwards until he completely envelops him.

So the Murong Prisoner Song in white clothes has also become a red blood man, looks quite similar to the opposite, but this physique is not even worse...

Murong Prisoner Ge looked down at himself, and then at the opposite vortex, where the entire sea of ​​blood had gathered, forming a thousand feet of phantom. Xu felt too shameless. He roared to the sky, and suddenly he was like being Just like blowing air, it swelled wildly at an alarming speed.

The whirlpool disappeared, and the blood shadow of a thousand feet was condensed. He stepped out in one step, and the endless darkness trembled, raising his hand and blasting forward.

"Sneak attack!" Murong Prisoner Song yelled, "You have a seed. When I finish my transformation, we will do it again!"

But obviously, the blood shadow does not have enough ability to recognize language, or just pretend not to understand it. Am I waiting for you to transform? What dreams are you going to die for Lao Tzu!

Boom——

There was a loud noise, and the darkness rolled like a big wave, blasting into the endless nothingness, and suddenly the whole abyss was shaken.

The abyss descends, all the way down, and there is a very deep place far, far away from the battle between Qianzhang Xueying and Murong Prisoner Song.

An eyeball, quietly floating in the air, surrounded by a thin layer of flesh and blood, is now slowly and difficultly squirming, constantly growing by itself.

There was a shock wave, and his eyes rolled to look at the ground. It first showed a trace of indifference, and then turned into apathy.

The source **** and source **** are different. What's more, during these long years, can you make complete preparations, thinking that I can only wait for death?

How ridiculous and ignorant!

In the depths of the vast blood, there is a terrifying creature hiding in it, lying in the endless red snow. It dare not move, and its huge eyes are filled with endless fear.

In the air, a faint blood floats. If you search for the source, you will find that the blood comes from the abdomen and back of this terrifying creature that looks like a giant crocodile.

There, someone pointed to Chengjian to dig out the flesh and blood, and directly took out a flesh and blood-Dongfu, and then stretched out his hand to fetch the ice and cold outside, making all the flesh and blood freeze and become red like blood crystals.

He sits cross-legged and looks like a larger flea on his body compared with the terrifying creature, but sitting there makes this terrifying creature with terrifying power soft as a kitten I dare not move.

Om——

Slightly fluctuated, passed through the abyssal rock wall, entered the blood source in the shock, and then came here.

The person sitting cross-legged opened his eyes. There was no breath leaking, and there was no gleaming light, but it gave people the feeling that a great sword was out of its sheath, and the aura was cold and cold. Can't look directly.

Slap——

Slap——

The surface of the flesh and blood that was frozen into blood crystals by the extreme cold, suddenly cracked in large areas, and wounds appeared one after another.

The terrifying creature under him, his body trembled slightly, because every wound can bring pain to the heart...More because it fears the monk on its back, it will release a real sword energy slightly inadvertently, It was cut in two.

Fortunately, this tragic and **** situation did not appear, and the monk murmured, "Sure enough, today is a game. There are real big people who have secretly shot."

He frowned slightly, the space froze, all the rules fluctuated, and all fell still. Or to be more precise, it was driven out by his breath, making the surroundings fall into absolute silence.

Thinking for a few breaths, the man stood up and whispered: "Big men clash, and the winner can be divided in a short time. Since I want to get a share, it is impossible to wait until the end."

The words fell, he took a step, and after the sound of the sword, it had disappeared without a trace.

Only the red snow in front of me left a thin sword mark, trying to go straight to the depths of the blood.

The terrifying creature in the shape of a giant crocodile seemed to be forgiven. With a roar of a huge body, it rushed into the red snow with agility and swiftness that was completely inconsistent with the body, causing a large roar of "rumbling" and disappearing in a flash not see.

So, sometimes the louder the movement and the louder the sound, it may not be really powerful. On the contrary, the real person is the one who releases great power in silence.

Tian Jue Yuan is opened, and the body of the source **** is hidden inside it, and the source is not dispersed... the news spread all over the world, attracting countless monks.

There are young generations like Li Hongye and Mo Yuan, who are well-known geniuses all over the world, but they are not the only ones who are absolutely strong. It can even be said that they only accounted for a very small part of it.

One party is enough to support the great world where the Origin God was born. After hundreds of millions of years of accumulation, even though time is ruthless and the waves are scouring the sand, there will still be many monks to save it.

Their qualifications may not be top-notch, but they have gone through the baptism of years, survived countless catastrophes and fights, and have accumulated for a long time. Their true strength is absolutely terrifying.

For these people, reputation and status are no longer attractive. Their only pursuit is to break through their own limits and become the source of God.

So, the opening of Tian Jueyuan this time is their best opportunity.

No one knows how many monks who are old and immortal and almost demon, with the idea of ​​advancing or retreating, failing or perishing, stepped into the abyss.

At this moment, a large part of them felt the fluctuations coming from the deepest part of the blood source, in the dark cracks.

A pair of eyes lit up, revealing the color of resoluteness, one after another, standing up from the red snow in silence, walking forward silently.

These people, regardless of men, women, old or young, are mostly staring at them, because they have not appeared in the world for a long time. Stepping into Tian Jue Yuan this time, their only purpose is to obtain the origin of the source god, otherwise... it would be a good result to be buried here and to be in the same tomb with the source god.

Huh----

Qin Yu opened his eyes suddenly. Almost at the same time, Hu Shan on his back, her eyes trembled slightly, and then slowly opened.

Mo Yuan leaning in Qin Yu's arms suddenly felt heart palpitations, and his face was full of suspicion.

Qin Yu grabbed her hand and said slowly: "Someone has already entered."

Hu Shan said: "A funny little guy...well, in this way, temporarily possessing the ability to fight higher and higher levels, it's also exquisite. However, if he underestimates the blood moon, he will definitely suffer." Pat Qin Yu, "We should pass, otherwise let him be killed by the blood moon, our chances will be even slimmer."

She closed her eyes, her breath quickly dissipated.

Huh----

Hu Shan opened it again, and she gasped for breath, her eyebrows and eyebrows exposed, uncontrollable pain and panic.

"Uncle Qin..."

"Don't worry, it's okay." Qin Yu slowly said, "We are on our way, you have a good rest and leave the rest to me."

Hu Shan nodded, she closed her eyes, and soon fell asleep.

Mo Yuan hesitated again and again, and whispered: "What's the matter?"

Qin Yu said: "In her body, there is another consciousness that falls asleep. I don't know who she is, but it should be related to the source **** who is buried here."

Mo Yuan hesitated for a moment, "This consciousness seems to be harmful to Hu Shan."

"You read that right, so I was thinking about how to help her survive." Qin Yu smiled, "This matter is very difficult, but I must be very confident, otherwise I am afraid she can't bear it. ...Of course, I will do everything I can."

Mutely said: "I believe you!"

Qin Yu smiled secretly. He was very grateful for this trust, but it was too difficult and too difficult to live up to it.

However, as he said, every effort will be made to keep Hu Shan alive as long as there is the slightest chance.

If you owe someone a life, you have to pay it back.

From the dark cracks, the fluctuations of Murong Prisoner Song and Qianzhang Blood Shadow fighting, apart from alarming some of the cultivators in the blood plain, the terrifying creatures who came to life in the red snow also seemed to have received some kind of signal. .

They coincidentally leave their respective territories and gather in the depths of the blood.

Li Hongye opened his eyes, and there was a cold inside, and the heart of the sword was condensed and transparent, without the slightest ripple. Although Chi Xue could block the divine sense induction, she couldn't block her Jianxin's keen touch.

Now, in the surrounding area, those dangerous air machines are constantly moving away.

What happened?

Slightly pondering, Li Hongye got up and took a step forward. She disappeared into the camp after the sound of the sword, and appeared above the blood plain the next moment. Condescendingly, you can clearly see that on the boundless blood plane, waves of red snow are rolling to both sides, and the direction of the front is the dark abyss.

Sure enough, those terrifying creatures hidden in the red snow are gathering towards the abyss...is it because of the wave not long ago?

Could it be that ~IndoMTL.com~ someone has broken through the blood source and entered that abyss? Li Hongye didn't know the truth, but she knew one thing very well and couldn't wait any longer.

Huh----

She turned into a sword shadow and pierced into the red snow. When she returned to the camp, everyone had gathered together. Seeing her back, they said: "Miss Li, what happened?"

To briefly explain the matter, Li Hongye said: "Let's go!"

"Good!"

Everyone simply cleaned up the camp, led by Li Hongye, tore through the red snow obstacles, and went straight to the depths of the blood.

But in fact, all the monks who are rushing to the depths of the blood source will soon discover a reality-although the abyss is there, it is not a simple thing to enter it.

Or, you have enough strength to ignore obstacles and open an entrance for yourself...Or, you have to be bold!


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