The sea of ​​blood in the prehistoric

[69 Book Bar - www.] He said it very politely, but they showed no mercy to anyone. The idea that the dead Taoist friends will not die but the poor Taoists are not empty words, but are summed up after countless people shed their blood.

"Since fellow Taoists are so disrespectful, don't blame Pindao. Pindao is just trying to protect himself." The ancestor of Huaxue suddenly spoke again.

As soon as the blood-forming ancestor said these words, those evil cultivators immediately rushed to the scene and felt terrified. They wanted to take action to stop his actions, but they were too late. The blood-forming ancestor quickly shot out a series of magic formulas, and each evil cultivator carried a

The jade talisman burst immediately, losing the protection of the jade talisman, and those evil cultivators were immediately corroded by the water of the sea of ​​blood. In this case, nearly half of the evil cultivators were quickly knocked down, and the situation of the remaining evil cultivators was also not good.

optimism.

The blood sea is no longer as filthy as it was before, so after those with poor strength were eliminated, the remaining dozen or so evil cultivators of the late Golden Immortal stage started a final fight with the Blood-Transforming Ancestor.

Seeing many casual cultivators being killed one by one, Netherworld could not help but sigh. It seemed that it was impossible to rely on these evil cultivators to kill the blood-forming ancestor. The key problem still had to be solved by oneself. Netherworld Qing stood with his hands behind his back.

He gently opened his right hand and saw a red lotus rising from the palm of his hand. The alluring color seemed to swallow the soul.

After killing so many Golden Immortal Queens, the Blood-Transforming Ancestor was finally injured. A Golden Immortal fought hard to withstand the danger of a blow, and slapped the Blood-Transforming Ancestor on his body. The power produced by that palm was not great.

, but a small blue insect penetrated into the body of the blood ancestor along his palm, and the body of the golden immortal was also shattered by a move, scattered everywhere.

At first, the blood-forming ancestor didn't notice anything unusual, but when two more golden immortals fell and the blood-forming ancestor's mana was consumed again, the little insect immediately attacked, and the original one had turned into a

Dozens of them burrowed towards different places, constantly destroying the body of the blood-forming ancestor along the way, and at the same time secreting a blue liquid, which seemed to be a highly poisonous liquid that quickly infected the surrounding area.

Everything caused the ancestor's magic power to decline rapidly.

When the blood-forming ancestor's power weakened rapidly, the last three evil cultivators immediately seized the opportunity to use their magical powers, preparing to kill the Da Luo Jinxian. One of the evil cultivators sacrificed a weapon that exuded a thick black

The skull of smoke actually swallowed the blood-forming ancestor directly.

It was obvious that the evil cultivator did not expect that the Blood-Transforming Ancestor would decline so quickly. Seeing that a big mistake had been made, he had no choice but to activate the spirit treasure with all his strength, hoping to destroy the Blood-Transforming Ancestor before he launched a counterattack. If

If he loses this opportunity, he will have no chance of living.

It's a pity that the ancestor of the blood transformation is also in a state of despair now. It is absolutely impossible to kill him with just hundreds of golden immortals. But every time he is about to escape or kills evil cultivators too frequently,

The surrounding water of the sea of ​​blood will exert a kind of pressure on him. Needless to say, it must be the netherworld that is causing trouble.

Seeing that there was no way to survive, the blood-forming ancestor had no choice but to self-destruct again. The skull was directly blown apart, and the evil cultivator who released the skull was also killed by the powerful attack.

In the chaos after the self-destruction, a ray of blood quickly flew towards the outside of the Blood God Palace. It was absolutely impossible to detect it with the naked eye in this sea of ​​​​blood. However, You Ming did not use the naked eye when observing the battlefield.

Zu's soul wanted to take the opportunity to escape, and Netherworld moved his finger, and a bunch of red lotus karma fire immediately chased after him. Even if he could escape under the red lotus karma fire, all the cause and effect would be burned, and Netherworld's purpose would be destroyed.

It has been achieved.

Before the flames came to his body, the ancestor of the Blood Transformation had already felt the power of the red lotus karma fire, and he could only hear him shouting sternly: "Friend Daoist Netherworld, you promised me not to take action."

Hearing that the Ancestor Huaxue pinned his last hope on his promise, You Ming chuckled and said, "I lied, fellow Taoist, please don't blame me!"

Don’t blame me? Is this really weird? After hearing Netherworld’s answer, the blood-forming ancestor’s spirit twitched. He seemed to be furious, but he had no chance to speak again. The red lotus karma fire directly put his

The soul was ignited, and looking at the blood-forming ancestor who was releasing his final brilliance, the two evil cultivators who survived felt a sense of despair in their hearts.

Just when the blood-forming ancestor self-destructed, small insects appeared on the ground one after another. They crawled towards the gate of the Blood God Palace silently. It didn't take too much, as long as one of the thousands of small insects could

Escape from the sea of ​​blood is a kind of victory.

It's a pity that Netherworld didn't give him that chance. A ball of red lotus karma fire turned into a wall of fire, directly blocking the door of Blood God Palace. The little bugs who were not afraid of death faced real death. After a burst of crackling, only

The last and darkest blue insect flew back obediently, ready to accept the judgment of the underworld.

Looking at the three people standing there uneasily, no, it was two people and one insect, You Ming suddenly said: "You two, let's go!"

"Ah?" They looked at each other in confusion. None of the three dared to move. The power of the red lotus fire had been verified just now. They didn't want to touch it anymore. But when they subconsciously looked back,

They found that the wall of fire blocking the door had disappeared.

Not knowing what You Ming wanted to do, they didn't dare to move at all. Looking at them, You Ming said lightly: "What? Are you still reluctant to leave?"

After understanding that they had really been released, the three of them felt excited. They quickly thanked Netherworld and left the Blood God Palace. The feeling of being saved from a desperate situation was really not good. Although the feeling of being saved was very good, they never wanted to do it again.

To face that kind of despair.

Although Netherworld let them go, whether they can get out of the sea of ​​​​blood really depends on their ability. Although the sea of ​​​​blood is no longer as filthy as before, its power cannot be underestimated. But halfway through, the one who transformed into a small insect

The evil cultivator could no longer hold on, and the dark blue was quickly replaced by blood red. After he completely lost consciousness, a new creature appeared in the blood sea.

The two evil cultivators who escaped from the Blood Sea quickly spread the word about Nether's power. Those monks who didn't care when they heard about Nether's establishment also began to think about whether they should go to the Blood Sea. Of course, that was definitely not a visit.

Destroy the place.

After eliminating those evil cultivators, Netherworld once again looked at the remaining members of the Asura clan. Rays of blood flew back to the Blood God Palace. The scattered Asuras hiding in the sea of ​​​​blood were taken away by the Son of Blood God one after another.

He came back, but until the last Asura was sent back, the number of Asuras never exceeded 20,000, which made Netherworld hate those evil cultivators even more.