Chapter 33 Blood Spirit (Part 2)

It seemed that there was an inexplicable call for Chen Zong to approach and step into the calm pool of blood.

Chen Zong was not impulsive, he walked to the blood pool to resist the increasingly strong call, and observed carefully.

This should be the deepest part of the cave, and I also found 20 blood spirit stones, which is equivalent to 2,000 points of merit, which is an extraordinary harvest.

However, Chen Zong felt that there must be treasures in the blood pool, but he also had an inexplicable feeling, as if he entered the blood pool, the consequences would be unpredictable.

With a sudden change in his thoughts, Chen Zong stepped back, and in an instant, a blood glow shot out from the blood pool, without any warning, extremely fast, like a long whip, fiercely tearing the air and hitting it, and surrounding it into a circle. Circle, roll to Chen Zong.

This attack contained two kinds of power changes, direct attack and entanglement, which were perfectly combined into one body, cutting off all Chen Zong's escape routes.

Unruffled in the face of danger, the sharp sword was still out of its sheath at the waist, and with a light pick and stab, it hit a point on the blood-colored whip, as if hitting a snake's seven inches, the blood-colored whip trembled suddenly, as if losing all its strength become limp.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Chen Zong stepped back quickly, but he saw that the long whip seemed to be injected with new power, and with a sudden flick, it was like a sharp sword stabbing through the air.

It was fast and ruthless, like a blood-colored meteor piercing the sky, and it also carried a strange aura fluctuation, which made Chen Zong feel a great threat, and his face was solemn.

The real sharp sword was out of its sheath on the back, and it slashed down, slashing at the tip of the blood-colored whip, but the blood-colored whip flashed extremely nimbly, avoiding Chen Zong's slash, bypassing the back of the sword, the speed increased sharply, and stabbed at the Chen Zong's heart was about to be pierced with a blow.

For no reason, Chen Zong felt a palpitation.

The two swords circled and swiped, and two beautiful sword lights crossed, sealing all changes of the bloody whip.

Suddenly, one after another figure broke through the water in the blood pool, with a burst of bloody light, flying towards Chen Zong like four arrows flying off the string.

At a glance, Chen Zong felt that the four figures seemed familiar, but the four figures were approaching, and the astonishing murderous intent swept over, making Chen Zong feel chills all over.

The two swords made a circle, blocking the attacks of the four blood lights, and the bloody long whip, like a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity, ran across a tricky corner and stabbed from Chen Zong's back to his heart.

The pressure from five sides increased sharply on Chen Zong.

But I saw Chen Zong's figure flashed, swept by a burst of psychedelic light,

Disappeared from the spot.

"Why are you?" After avoiding all attacks, Chen Zong also saw the four bloody figures clearly, and his complexion changed drastically.

Those four people were obviously the four people who stepped into this cave with him not long ago, and they were all core disciples of Taiyuan Tianzong.

He clearly stepped into this cave with himself not long ago, and only separated at the first fork, but now he turned into this ghostly appearance, covered in blood, with a cold face and indifferent eyes, as if he didn't recognize Chen Zong.

It feels like four puppets.

These four people were completely controlled, but no matter what Chen Zong thought in his heart, he launched another attack.

Although these four people are the core disciples of each mountain, the strongest ones have only reached the first extreme level, and they are not Chen Zong's opponents at all. Both have an increase of three percent.

Even so, they are still not Chen Zong's opponents.

Under the two swords, the four of them were repelled one after another. They were both core disciples of Taiyuan Tianzong, and there had been no conflicts. Naturally, Chen Zong would not kill them all at once.

However, the four people who were knocked into the air were unscathed, and the blood that filled their bodies blocked all attacks for them.

Flying to kill again, the bloody long whip also waited for the opportunity to move.

"Cang Strike!"

A sword was swiped out, incorporating the small true meaning of the three true meanings of the sword, the off-white sword light with a trace of red tearing the sky, and breaking the bloody long whip.

Another sword cut across a half-arc, repelling the four figures again, and even scattered the blood on their bodies.

Taking advantage of the situation, Chen Zong attacked with his sword again, piercing the strength of the Wuwu sword into the bodies of the four of them, defeating all their strength, making them unable to strike again for a while.

But there was a sudden change, and two more figures broke out of the blood pool, faster, and the blood light was more than twice as intense, as if two blood-colored meteors shot through the air.

Boom!

In an instant, the collision was struck by a terrifying force, the two beams of blood retreated, and Chen Zong also flew back, his two swords were trembling, and his arms were slightly numb.

powerful!

Very strong!

At least the strength of the second pole.

The blood was very strong, but at the moment of the collision, Chen Zong also saw the faces of the two, one was a middle-aged man and the other was an old man, both of them were unfamiliar faces.

As soon as the two landed on the ground, they kicked suddenly and rushed towards Chen Zong at a faster speed.

Cang strike!

Since he was not someone he knew, Chen Zong would not be polite, the two swords pierced through the air, the sword light tore the sky apart, and killed both of them at the same time.

Chen Zong also made some adjustments to the Cang Strike move. According to the characteristics of the sword itself, the strength of Xiao Zhenyi was strengthened and weakened, but its power was not weakened, but it was even stronger.

The blood light on the two of them was broken, and the sharp double swords immediately left two sword marks on the two of them, and the bones could be seen deeply.

It's just that these two people didn't seem to feel the slightest bit, and came to slaughter again, defiantly fearing death.

Chen Zong frowned slightly, in that case, don't blame me for being the killer.

Cangyu's Edge!

A sword pierced through the air, and cut through the blood light on the two of them again. It was like a bamboo, nothing could stop it.

Cangyu's sharp edge will cut through everything.

No matter how powerful those two were, it was impossible for them to be reassembled after their bodies were cut off. Chen Zong held the swords in both hands and naturally hung down, his whole body was filled with a sharp aura, as if countless sword auras were cutting back and forth. That pool of blood.

"Come out." The tone was cold and serious, like the sound of metal and iron.

Chen Zong can be sure that there must be something in that blood pool, some special thing, maybe it is a person or it is not a person.

After Chen Zong finished speaking, there was no movement in the blood pond.

With a flick of the two swords, dozens of sword qi pierced through the air, rushing towards the sky one after another, crossing beautiful trajectories, arriving at a height of tens of meters, and then shooting down like meteors.

There were continuous popping sounds, but there were not many splashes. Every sword energy fell into the blood pool, only made a slight sound, and disappeared without a trace.

Chen Zong frowned and his eyes shrank.

Suddenly, clusters of bubbles burst out from the blood pool, making a gurgling sound, and as the bubbles popped up and burst, the blood pool began to emit scarlet light.

Chen Zong's complexion became more serious, and from the pool of blood that kept bubbling out, he could feel a sinister aura slowly permeating, as if some kind of evil was being revived.

Immediately, all the red light shrunk towards the center, and a huge blood-colored bubble emerged quietly. It did not burst, but flew up into the sky, suspended above the blood pool, and a figure could be vaguely seen inside.

As the huge blood-colored bubbles emerged, the sinister aura became stronger, which made Chen Zong feel uneasy.

His eyes narrowed like needles, staring at the figure in the bloody bubbles.

Suddenly, the blood-colored bubbles quickly shrank to the inside and were absorbed by the figure. The originally thin figure seemed to be becoming fuller, like a blown ball, and the evil aura also increased accordingly. The temperature in the belly of the cave dropped quite a bit out of thin air.

After the blood bubbles were completely absorbed, a figure clearly appeared in front of Chen Zong, suspended directly above the blood pool.

He was wearing only a pair of blood-red bloomers, and a similar blood-red cloak seemed to be glued to his shoulders, hanging down naturally. His hair was like weeds, his face was thin, and the sunken eye sockets made his eyes look deeper and darker. , like the eyes of an evil spirit, with sunken cheeks and protruding cheekbones, the upper body that is not covered by clothes is equally skinny, and the ribs on both sides are clearly visible.

The skinny arms also wore blood-red wristbands, which were covered with strange lines, the same lines as the cloak on the back and the bloomers on the lower body, very mysterious, like some kind of symbol.

Aside from his eyes and blood-red attire, he looks like a refugee from a famine, but Chen Zong definitely doesn't think so, because the aura that this person exudes is extremely sinister and evil, which he has only seen in his life.

And this kind of breath seems to be better than the pseudo-transcendent realm.

Transcendence!

This is a superhuman powerhouse!

Chen Zong's heart sank.

My current strength is indeed good, but in the level of the pseudo-transcendent realm, it can be considered among the best, but compared with the real super-mortal realm powerhouse, there is still a clear gap. The difference is the difference between a kitten and a big tiger.

"Humble worm, you dare to wake up this demon envoy." Yin Zong's voice was extremely hoarse, as if two pieces of metal were rubbing against each other, making Chen Zong feel uncomfortable in his eardrums.

Immediately, I saw that figure falling down, standing on the blood pool, staring at it with sunken eye sockets, making Chen Zong's whole body tense involuntarily, as if being bound by an invisible force, a chill uncontrollably emerged from the depths of his heart, and pervaded instantly The whole body made Chen Zong feel cold and numb all over, as if his blood and strength had also become sluggish, almost frozen.

horrible!

Terrible!

Compared with the feeling brought by the extreme state of anyone Chen Zong met, it was much more terrifying. Even Xia Yuanshan at that time did not bring himself such a creepy feeling.

It was like a kind of suppression, an inexplicable suppression that had nothing to do with strength.

"Who are you?" Chen Zong held back the chill and panic that kept emerging in his heart, clenched his swords tightly, and asked in a concentrated voice.

"I...weak worm, are you asking about the identity of this demon envoy?" The gloomy voice sounded again: "This demon envoy is one of the demon envoys under the Xuemo of Tiangu Demon Palace. It’s very strong, it’s actually pure Yang Qi and blood, if you suck your Qi and blood, this Demon Envoy will be able to recover more strength.”

The moment the voice fell, the emissary waved his hand, and the blood-colored cloak behind him seemed to be blown by a strong wind, and when it fluttered suddenly, a bloody light flew towards Chen Zong like a bird.

It was extremely fast, silent, and exuded an astonishing wave of sinister aura.