In front of Wang Fan, blood and energy surged into the sky.
The rich blood energy is not the energy of killing, but the energy of essence and blood.
Just being contaminated by the overflowing blood, Wang Fan felt a sense of relief all over his body, as if his physical body was showing signs of becoming stronger.
It was really hard for him to imagine how incredible the effect would be if he soaked in the blood pool or used blood essence to temper his body.
In just a moment, Wang Fan's eyes became fiery.
He must get a share of this essence and blood, this blood pool.
If the strength allows it, then it is all his, and no one can be stronger.
As soon as this thought came out, it was a bit out of control.
But soon, Wang Fan calmed down again.
He glanced at the blood pool in front of him. The blood pool was about the size of a hot spring pool. Most of it was submerged in the rich blood, and the inside was still bubbling with heat.
Naturally, outside the blood pool, there is a line of invisible restrictions blocking it, and it seems that no one can enter.
And underneath the restriction, there were several corpses lying there.
Wang Fan glanced ahead and saw that there were many monks, many of them.
Those at the peak of the Holy Emperor, those at the third and fifth levels of the Holy Emperor, and even those at the peak of the Great Emperor, you name it.
It can be said that all the monsters and monsters are here.
He even saw some familiar people, such as Ning Tian, Xue Tu, etc.
Behind the crowd, he was sitting in a quiet place among the crowd, his eyes looking towards the blood pool in front of him were very fiery.
Wang Fan couldn't help being surprised when he saw this guy.
In just a short time, this guy has already reached the third level of Saint Emperor.
Far beyond myself.
He was a little envious.
There, Manghuang stared at the blood pool and looked outside from time to time, obviously looking for someone.
Even though he glanced at Wang Fan, there was no reaction at all. Obviously, Wang Fan's disguise was still very successful.
Naturally, many people noticed Wang Fan's arrival, but they all ignored him.
The top Saint Emperors in front were staring at the restriction in front of them with solemn faces, frowning and thinking hard.
The people behind did not speak, even if they communicated, it was through sound transmission.
It's eerily quiet here.
Wang Fan also ignored Ning Tian and the others. He quickly came to Manghuang's side, patted him hard on the shoulder and said, "Hey, you are friendly."
Manghuang was shocked by Wang Fan's move. When he felt Wang Fan's cultivation level, he was not frightened, but angry.
A mere seventh-level emperor dared to shoot him like this. Are you looking for death?
Manghuang was furious in his heart, but he snorted coldly: "Go away, don't try to get close to me, I don't know you!"
He has a fierce expression that makes it difficult for me to get along with him.
When Wang Fan heard this, he couldn't help but be happy: "Reckless man, I haven't seen you for a few days. You are very brave. Why don't you go out and draw?"
"Ah?" Manghuang was stunned for a moment and then came back to his senses: "Senior brother, is it you?"
He was really shocked.
You know, he has treasures given to him by his master.
Therefore, not only can he see through other people's cultivation, but he can also see through disguises.
However, he didn't see through Wang Fan's disguise, so he didn't think about Wang Fan.
Now when I hear Wang Fan say this, how can I not be shocked?
Wang Fan smiled and said: "Why, it doesn't look like it? Tell me what the situation is."
Manghuang was immediately overjoyed, as if he were a child who had found his parents, and he quickly sent a message and said:
"There is a blood pool of an ancient clan here. I don't know which clan it is from. You can feel the blood, it must be a good thing."
"It's just that there are restrictions here, and you can't enter at all. Someone attacked just now, and you saw it, and they all died."
"Now those peak Saint Emperors are trying to figure out how to get in."
Mang Huang said a lot in one breath, and without waiting for Wang Fan's response, he continued: "Brother, look, if you can grab it by then, can you share some with me?"
Wang Fan's mouth twitched: "Why didn't you grab it instead of me?"
Damn it, this guy actually wants to prostitute himself for nothing, it’s really disgusting.
Mang Huang looked honest and honest: "As you can see, I am only at the third level of the Holy Emperor, and I can only beat the eighth level of the Holy Emperor at most. But those people are all at the peak of the Holy Emperor, and I can't beat them."
Wang Fan stared at him, thinking, are you sure you are not in Versailles?
Manghuang was still unconscious, and still had a naive expression, but his eyes were filled with pride.
Just like saying, although I am not as good as you, I am still a real man who can defeat the eighth level Holy Emperor at the third level. I am very strong.
Wang Fan was too lazy to pay attention to these words. His mental power dispersed and he began to explore the restrictions ahead.
Since a hard attack doesn't work, the only option is to break the formation.
If you want to break the formation, you must first understand the formation and find the base of the formation.
Otherwise, who can break the formation?
Ahead, Ning Tian and other peak Saint Emperors still had their brows furrowed, looking a little annoyed.
Think about it, a mountain of gold is right in front of you, but you just can’t take it away. What the hell is that waiting for?
After a while, Ning Tian suddenly looked at the person behind him and said, "Come here."
The person who was pointed out was a first-level Saint Emperor. His face changed slightly when he heard this, but he did not step forward. Instead, he asked cautiously: "Brother, I wonder what you are looking for?"
Ning Tian frowned when he heard this.
The next second, a person next to him had already taken action with a sneer.
"If I tell you to get over here, just get over here. There's so much nonsense. You really deserve a beating."
As he said that, the man's right hand suddenly stretched out, turned into a big palm of divine energy and grabbed the Holy Emperor's first level.
When the Saint Emperor saw this, his expression changed drastically.
He roared angrily and began to retreat crazily. At the same time, he mobilized the divine energy in his body to resist.
Unfortunately, the difference in strength was too great. Before he could resist, he was slapped away with a bang.
In the next second, the big hand grabbed his body and threw it at Ning Tian's feet.
"You, what do you want to do? I quit, can't I quit?" The Holy Emperor panicked and shouted hysterically, his eyes full of despair.
Ning Tian ignored him and said calmly: "Go and attack that restriction."
His voice was brief and his tone was calm.
But the face of the first-level Saint Emperor changed.
If you ask him to attack the restriction, isn't that asking him to die?
You know, two peak Holy Emperors attacked before, but they were both killed.
The genius of the God's Realm who had taken action before saw that the other party was motionless, and his expression changed: "Are you going or not? If you don't go, you will die now!"
The Holy Emperor went crazy with anger and gritted his teeth, but in the end he nodded bravely.
He stood up slowly, raised his steps, and walked towards the ban with a look of despair.
The rest of the people were also silent, no one dared to speak, let alone plead for mercy.
Some monks moved slightly, intending to escape, but Ning Tian glanced at them and immediately did not dare to move again.
"Whoever dares to leave will be killed without mercy!"
The cold voice was overbearing and ruthless, like an imperial edict, echoing endlessly in the sky!
At the same time, the first-level Saint Emperor had also reached the front of the restriction.
He encouraged his divine energy with a desperate look on his face, immediately took out his magic weapon and attacked with a roar.