Heavenly God Mnemonic

"Wow!" The famous female warrior vomited desperately.

The wounded body was **** and bloody, and he couldn't see what he looked like. He was still vomiting desperately due to the severe nausea of ​​the vision and internal injuries.

Everyone has all kinds of discomforts, but they are gradually getting better.

Because everyone knows that he is safe now, he survived the catastrophe and survived.

There is nothing more comfortable and happy than surviving.

Xiang invisibly glanced down, especially Yang Qingxuan, staring at him a few times, without saying anything, turning around and stepping into the void with Yiyi, disappearing.

Before leaving, Yiyi gave a thumbs up and gave Yang Qingxuan a great encouragement.

"Won... we won..."

Qin Xiaoyu muttered to himself, couldn't believe it, "pumped" and fell to the ground, lying on his back, tears of joy.

At this time, the caring people began to pick up treasures on the ground and various storage elements.

Naturally, Yang Qingxuan was unwilling to be left behind. He swallowed the pill, drew his eyes on his eyes, and collected dozens of storage elements at once.

The geniuses who watched the battle from a distance experienced the terrible scene firsthand, and they all had lingering fears. At this moment, they all recovered, and they hurriedly flew in and joined the ranks of picking things up.

Everyone has a tacit understanding with each other, separated by a certain distance, and beware of each other to avoid conflict. Especially Wu Xiu, who had gone through the war, was very alert, keeping a vacuum around him, and hurriedly retreated when someone came over.

Before long, the battlefield was completely occupied by the newcomers.

Because all those who participated in the battle were seriously injured, and many of them were exhausted. No one dared to **** these newcomers. After picking up some things, they hurriedly flew away.

Finally survived, don't lose your life because of conflicts of interest.

Yang Qingxuan didn't dare to stay too much. After picking up dozens of them, he motioned to Qin Xiaoyu, Luo Tinglan, and some other friends he knew to quit.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for the conflict to break out again.

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"It's just over halfway, and there are more than forty days to end this training camp. Let's find a place full of chaos to fix it and restore our strength."

Yang Qingxuan took a few people and quickly left the battlefield, and began to search for the gathering place of Chaos Qi.

After flying for several hours, everyone was extremely tired, and even the flight could not be maintained.

Suddenly, Yang Qingxuan looked down at a valley below, pointed, and said, "Go and take a look in the valley first, and restore some strength by the way."

A group of eight people immediately dived down into the valley.

It's just that a few larger mountains sit together to form a valley, with sporadic plants growing in it, and not full of aura.

However, everyone had run out of oil and their lamps had run out.

Yang Qingxuan's eyes fell on those plants, one by one, he walked to the low plants and plucked a leaf.

Immediately there was a bright red liquid flowing out, just like human blood.

Yang Qingxuan's pupils shrank suddenly, showing a look of horror. He naturally recognized that these red liquids were not like blood, but blood itself.

He dripped a drop of blood from the leaf, landed on the palm, and was directly absorbed by the palm.

A vigorous force flowed along the blood in the body, and was quickly absorbed by the flesh, it was actually extremely pure.

Yang Qingxuan was astonished. He uprooted this plant completely, and the rhizome was filled with pure blood, which contained extremely strong energy.

He pulled several plants in a row, all of them.

Luo Tinglan and the others also discovered anomalies, and they were all shocked, and one by one became alert.

A warrior turned pale and suggested: "It's better to leave this place and find a safe place to rest. This Fengyun Canyon is really weird."

Yang Qingxuan said: "You leave first."

Everyone looked at each other, Qin Xiaoyu made a retreat gesture, and said to Yang Qingxuan: "Be careful."

So he took a few people into the air and flew up and landed on a nearby mountain, while moving energy and adjusting the breath and internal injuries, while paying attention to Yang Qingxuan.

They know that they can only stay as a burden.

Yang Qingxuan looked at the locations of these plants, but found no strange places, and then followed the soil under a plant and began to dig down.

Soon the bright red soil was dug out, all stained with blood.

But the blood didn't have a fishy smell, and there were no other supernatural powers. It was just pure blood, very pure.

After digging out a large piece of blood, I finally felt the foreign body, and carefully dig out it, and it was a stone monument standing there.

Yang Qingxuan's palm overflowed with the power of chaos and swept down from the top of the stone tablet.

A flashing golden text appeared immediately: Yongzhen Blood River!

There are some small prints below, which flicker and disappear immediately.

Yang Qingxuan's physical stamina was also maintained at an extremely low level, and there was not much power to make the characters appear, but only the moment they appeared, all of them were captured, and he couldn't help being shocked.

Under this stele, what was suppressed was a river of blood.

On the eve of the annihilation of the era of chaos, countless terrible battles fought in the void of the universe, especially around the center of the universe, where the powerful of the thousand worlds fell like ants, and blood flowed into rivers, causing huge grievances and filth, spreading across the chaotic continent. All around.

Therefore, the emperor of that generation introduced the blood of these strong men into this place, and refined this monument to suppress it, in order to purify the resentment and filthy air in the blood.

"It turned out to be a purification pond."

When Yang Qingxuan's hand touched the jade stele, he could feel the power of purification, calming his body and mind.

He continued to dig down along the stele. After half an hour, he saw a river of blood beneath the ground, like blood vessels in the meridians, all over the earth.

The blood is as transparent as a gem, pure and flawless, without a trace of foulness.

Yang Qingxuan was overjoyed, the blood in his body couldn't help but flow faster, as if it was about to blend into this world of blood.

He pinched the Jue Seal with his hand, countless blood gushing out of his body, flowing through his body, and soon turned into a blood man, slowly walked into the blood river, and blended in with a "wow!

There are ripples in the blood river, purifying the blood that has just merged in, making a "gurgling" sound.

Yang Qingxuan entered a state of no-self, blood flowed to the entire river of blood, divine consciousness and perception gradually merged into it, and soon became extremely mysterious.

In addition to the innermost calmness and the exceptionally comfortable body, there are also some strange pictures that emerge in my mind.

These are the memories retained in the blood.

After the end of the various wars, the memory in the blood was very chaotic and varied, but after so many years of purification and fusion, the blood of various strong men was intimately mixed together and integrated, and a large amount of memory followed. Lost as the resentment and filth dissipated, only a very small amount of pictures remained, still in some blood.