Fix your sister's fairy

The blood corpse dragon hovered in the air, its body was the size of a mountain, almost covering the entire black sky, and the majesty and blood qi covered the sky and the sun, staring down at Mo Yi and Zhao Mad and Gongsun Ruoji on the ground, as if they would choose people to devour them in the next moment.

"Isn't that weird? Zhao Mad pinched the tiger-shaped jade pendant's hand trembled slightly, but he still stubbornly looked up at the blood corpse dragon and never lowered his head, Gongsun Ruoji on the side also looked up silently, and the God King Phantom stared behind his back and clenched his fists and was ready to attack.

Mo Yi Wangtian didn't even draw his sword, he stared at the blood corpse dragon for a long time, as if he noticed this strange look, and the blood corpse dragon in the air also turned his gaze to Mo Yi's body.

After being silent for a long time, Mo Yi said with emotion:

"Big supplement. "

The Blood Sword was silent, because Mo Yi was telling the truth, the Blood Corpse Dragon might be able to suppress the overhaul of the Returning Ruins Period with blood and qi deterrence, but this thing was really a big supplement in front of Mo Yi, just like a 10,000-year-old ginseng with long legs, it could be cultivated to a big increase in one bite.

As if to understand the meaning of Mo Yi's words, the blood corpse dragon was furious, it felt that it had been provoked, so it swooped down on the sky dragon and rushed towards Mo Yi, the dragon's head was really like a mountain peak The size roared and pressed down, Taishan collapsed in front of it is probably this scene, the soul sand of the entire earth is scattered in disorder, and the blood is overwhelming and presses on the small Mo Yi on the ground.

"It's a good time. Mo Yi didn't do anything, just raised his hand and whispered.

Blood Shadow Magic is activated.

It was like a black whirlpool appeared in Mo Yi's palm, an existence not much bigger than an ant raised its arm in the face of the collapsed Optimus Mountain, and the blood corpse dragon knocked down Luo Yuan's palm, and in an instant, it was like a bathtub, and it was quickly pumped into Mo Yi's body, and the white clothes were blown by the blood.

Gongsun Ruoji and Zhao Mad looked at what Mo Yi did in shock, and for a moment they thought of the terrifying ancient demons in the ancient city, didn't Mo Yi do it at this time to extract the blood of all things and use it for his own use?

The corners of the white clothes were dyed red by blood, and even Mo Yi's black hair gradually moved closer to the color of blood, and the blood corpse dragon wanted to escape but was dragged by Mo Yi in his hand, absorbing all the mountain-like blood corpse dragons into his body.

The giant cyclone in the sea of qi began to vibrate, and it seemed that it was the first time that it had absorbed so much blood qi in one go, and it gradually expanded and then reached a bottleneck.

"It's just a small head, and the big head is still in the pit. The Blood Sword looked at Mo Yi, who was shrouded in blood mist at this time, and said lightly.

Mo Yi didn't speak, absorbing the excessive amount of blood qi still affected his will, whispering and killing voices echoed in his mind, and some black aura rose from behind him, and Gongsun Ruoji and Zhao Mad not far away were quickly on guard, and at this moment they were terrified.

Now Mo Yi's breath is really close to the ancient demon in the ancient city, which makes people tremble, because it is facing back, no one can find that Mo Yi's eyes are demonic gold now, not like the gold of Kunpeng's pupils, but the same gold as the ancient demon.

Mo Yi walked to the edge of the pit, he looked at the bottom of his eyes, there was a trace of fear in his eyes, in the deep pit a deep pool of blood, there were countless humanoid things bathed in blood in the blood pool, they seemed to be struggling in the mire, covered by the blood, their facial features could not see clearly, and the despair was revealed all the time between the silent rolling and crying.

"That's the undead, the undead imprisoned in the land of the Nine Secluded Beings, don't get close to it easily, each undead has all the memories of a lifetime, the blood pool retains the most painful memory fragments of their lives, and the blood fuses these pains together, there are probably thousands of undead in this blood pool, if you come into contact with them, you will be trampled into those painful memories and endure the boundless illusion. "

"But these blood qi are great tonics, even purer than the spiritual marrow. Mo Yi said lightly.

"Yes, the nature comparable to pain is pure blood, but these bloods are not something you can absorb, every drop you absorb will bear the corresponding memories of the undead's lifetime pain, this weirdness is not substantially offensive, the blood corpse dragon condensed by Fang Qian's blood qi is estimated to be the final gatekeeper, but it has been absorbed by you. The Blood Sword said.

"But if I can absorb some of the blood qi in the blood pool, I can open up the next cyclone, right?"

"You don't want to die. "

"Damn. Mo Yi said: "The shortcut to becoming stronger is right in front of you, why don't you give it a try? Do you want to tell me something about the realm that if you ascend too quickly, the spiritual platform will be unstable and the Dao heart will collapse?"

"Heh, your realm is already improving very slowly, this pool of blood is enough to shape a monk in the phaseless period, even if you absorb it all, it is estimated that you will not be able to break through the ruin period, the Supreme Realm is such a wonderful thing, as a container, you have opened up enough to be huge, and the amount you carry will naturally be hundreds of times that of ordinary people. The Blood Sword said, "But that doesn't mean you need to take the risk to absorb these blood qi, isn't it good to go step by step?"

"We've already come here, what else do we need to take care of?" Mo Yi asked, "It's all come this far." "

"Then go ahead, don't die. "

So Mo Yi jumped down, and the blood sword was inserted into the edge of the deep pit, calmly watching Mo Yi who entered the middle of the blood pit.

Just like water into an oil pot, Mo Yi came into contact with the blood pool, which immediately caused a violent reaction, and the blood in the blood pool wrapped around Mo Yi's whole body as if it had come to life, Mo Yi subconsciously turned on the blood shadow magic skill, and the monstrous blood and qi were inexorably absorbed into his body.

At the same time, those memories of life and suffering also followed.

Different worlds, different identities, those pains and despairs overwhelmed Mo Yi's will in an instant, but at this moment, in the deepest part of Mo Yilingtai, in the dark world, on the huge ferry, "he" smiled, and then clapped his hands.

In the whirlpool of pain, Mo Yiling's mind is clear, he is as if he was forcibly fixed in front of the big screen, watching the painful life of each of the undead, those unknown hardships and sufferings, those blood hatreds that make people gnash their teeth, full of ambition but finally fell depressed, Mo Yi just watched, and reflected the scenes into his eyes.

A huge pool of blood flooded Mo Yi, but at the same time, the level of the entire blood pool also began to fall, the sky crossed the blood-colored thunder, and Mo Yi in the center of the blood pool was covered with viscous blood with his eyes closed, and the undead slowly floated up from the blood pool and stared at him in the center.

"Don't die, boy. By the blood pool, the blood sword whispered.