What Xia Qi needs most now is strength!
Don’t talk about it, just say it’s just around the corner. Mu Hong, Yang Chen and others all want to kill him.
The blood lake is very noisy, rolling and howling like a tsunami.
Even Yang Chen, Hu Chun, Mu Hong and others are afraid to wait and see quietly near the blood lake suspension.
They can feel that there seems to be an earth breath that makes their souls tremble in the blood lake, which makes them afraid to land.
Everyone quietly watched the blood lake roll and the blood kept decreasing.
And with the decrease of blood, a strong breath finally appeared clearly, and it was as scary as coercion for nine days.
"Is this a sleeping immortal?"
"Oh, my God, such a strong breath seems to be leaking out. Is this waiting for power?"
"It seems that we are in the core of the blood lake, and it is not so easy to leave. I wonder if the owner will find it difficult for us?"
There are hundreds of three large-scale elders here, all of whom are more profound than usual, but at this time, many people are pale and feel frightened.
Is MuHong three people look all show filar silk fear.
"Everybody stay where you are and don’t move!"
Muhong drank low and folded, so that all monks would be quiet.
"If I didn’t guess wrong at the bottom of this blood lake, it should have been in the blood moon mountain at first. We saw the blood shadow that swallowed the blood moon. We shouldn’t move. There should be nothing!"
Muhong also vaguely guessed that the blood shadow was slightly stable so that all monks would not move.
Chapter four hundred and fifty-one Bold plan
Chapter four hundred and fifty-one Bold plan
The breath of the earth pervades the heavens.
Muhong and others all dare not make a move, and the breath of convergence is suspended in the middle, quietly watching Fang Xuehu’s blood in the lake, and lang is monstrous.
The blood lake is as wide as the ocean.
The blood shadow devours the blood in it at a very fast speed, and it can be seen with the naked eye that the blood is howling and rolling. lang quickly reduces some brown soil covered with blood and water.
These reddish-brown soils have been soaked in the blood for many years, and they have been contaminated with a bloody Shaqi of the earth, which makes the surroundings full of bloody smell.
Even Xia Qi feels that this blood ShaQi can also affect people’s minds to become more oppressive and bloodthirsty.
Fortunately, the three monks in this place are all senior figures, and they don’t care about the root of this blood ShaQi, but they won’t be affected.
Blood lang rolled and passed.
It’s like blinking an eye for two hours.
The original vast lake of blood has finally become an income at a glance.
Looking around, the original blood lake has disappeared, and only in a group of people hanging there is a valley where a small blood lake has gathered.
At this time, everyone can see that there is a figure looming in the blood.
Xia Qizhen yuan’s operation is condensed in his eyes and he looks at the blood lake. He can vaguely see this figure sitting cross-legged with a big knife!
The figure breath broadsword seems to blend together with fierce spirit!
Xia Qi face slightly changed in horror!
"This blood shadow is absolutely Qing Di on a par! I can feel that the blood butcher knife has completely changed. At this time, even if people control it, they can easily kill the true fairy! "
Xia Qi felt that the former blood butcher’s knife had become a peerless and fierce knife in this short time.
There is no doubt that even immortals dare not go near this fierce soldier!
Not only Xia Qi, but also the rest of the monks felt the fierce face, silent and convergent breath, and dared not make any noise.
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Nanzhou Heishui Mountain Range
Heishui Mountain Range This is a barren place in Nanzhou. The poisonous miasma has enveloped this mountain range all the year round, making this mountain range a highly toxic place.
Even the stream flowing out of the mountain range is dark as ink and stinks.
Exactly. This mountain range is called Blackwater Mountain!
This Heishui Mountain, where the roots of ordinary monks in into the badlands don’t come near this side, is a dead silence for angels.
But today, the Heishui Mountains are suddenly lively.
Several clans in Nanzhou are crazy and generally flock out in this black water mountain range.